Lan Zhi walked through the lobby and backyard of the restaurant to a courtyard at the back.

In a secret hut in the courtyard, Fauber was tied to a cross-shaped wooden shelf, his clothes were already ragged to the point that he could not cover his body, his hair was messy with blood and water, and his body was covered with wounds of all sizes.

Fauber hung his head, his eyes closed and lifeless, like a ragdoll.

The furnace beside him was burning with scorching coals, and the light of the fire shone brightly on Fauber's face and body, shining the blood marks on those wounds extremely hideously.

Lan walked up to Fauber, stretched out a finger, and lifted Fauber's chin to take a look.

However, Fauber's eyes were still closed, and he did not respond.

Lan let go of his hand expressionlessly, and Fauber's head drooped again.

Someone walked over beside him: "Lord Lan." ”

"Don't you want to say anything?"

"Yes, the mouth is hard."

"Hard-mouthed?"

Lan Zhi raised his tail note slightly: "It's just because your means are not enough." ”

As he spoke, Lan Zhi looked at Fu Bo coldly: "Wake me up!" ”

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, two people approached Fauber with a bucket of water, and poured a whole bucket of water on Fauber's body without mercy.

Fauber was a thriller and woke up from his coma.

Because of the torture, Fauber's eyes were swollen and he could barely open a small slit.

He saw through the gap the man in front of him, with a face full of indifference and solemnity, and that face, at the moment, was staring at himself faintly, like a beast staring at its prey.

Fauber smiled: "I don't know anything, you either kill me, or save your energy." ”

Hearing Fu Bo's words, Lan Zhi didn't panic, just walked to the carbon stove with an expressionless face, took out a red-hot soldering iron that had been burned from it, and approached Fu Bo little by little.

Every time the heat of the soldering iron approached Fauber, he could clearly feel it.

He could even imagine the sizzling sound of the iron falling on his body and coming into contact with the flesh, as well as the smell of the flesh being burned.

But there was not the slightest fear in his heart.

What he cares about the most, what he worries about the most, has all been settled.

His Qiong'er, his Heng'er, even if he doesn't have him in the future, he can spend the rest of his life in peace, in this case, what else is he afraid of?

The torture in front of us is nothing more than physical torture, and once a person dies, he will eventually turn to dust and dissipate with the wind.

So what are these pains?

Looking at the red-hot soldering iron in front of him, Faubber smiled.

Seeing this, Lan Zhi couldn't help but move his eyebrows slightly.

It was not the first time he had used torture to interrogate people, nor was it the first time he had seen hard bones, but it was the first time he had seen such hard bones like Fauber's.

Never before has anyone been able to smile at a soldering iron after so much torture and torture.

This Fauber is really a hard bone.

But in this way, Lan Zhi also began to worry.

Are the people under Ye Jiuchen all like this?

In this way, if they have to deal with Ye Jiuchen and Leng Yue, I am afraid it will not be as simple as they imagined.

Of course, these worries were the worries of Lan Zhi's heart, and he would not show them in front of Faubber under any circumstances.

After a pause, he restrained his mind slightly, and then Lan Zhi said lightly: "Are you sure you won't say anything?" ”

"I don't have anything to say, what do you want me to say?"

Fauber asked in a weak voice, but his momentum was not affected in the slightest by the faintness of his voice.

Lan Zhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and in the next second, the soldering iron in his hand fell directly on Fu Bo's body without hesitation.

The red-hot soldering iron and the flesh touched, and suddenly there was a piercing "zizi" sound, and the soldering iron and the flesh began to rise in the middle of the eyes.

He only felt as if the piece of flesh that the soldering iron touched was no longer his own, but it was still a severe pain that was unbearable, and the pain did not stop in that place, but quickly spread along the flesh and blood to the limbs, making his whole body tremble.

He could clearly feel the stiffness and tightness of his body, and he could feel sweat seeping out of his forehead all at once, and the muscles of his face were twisting and trembling.

But he bit the root so hard that he almost crushed it, and he didn't make a sound.

Seeing this, Lan Zhi suddenly took off the soldering iron.

The soldering iron was implicated and brought down a large piece of flesh, dripping with blood and blurring flesh.

But Lan Zhi didn't seem to see it, and Fauber didn't seem to feel it.

He only felt that his body suddenly seemed to lose all his strength and vitality, and his vision in front of him became more and more blurred.

Lan pursed her lips and stared at Fauber.

"Still don't say it?"

Fauber's consciousness has begun to drowse at this moment, as if he can pass out anytime and anywhere.

Rao was like this, and the corners of his mouth were still slightly curled.

Lan Zhi's eyes narrowed, and he was about to put the soldering iron on Fu Bo for the second time, when someone suddenly approached behind him and came to Lan Zhi's side.

"Lord Blue!"

Lan Zhi's hand paused, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" "I love

The person who came seemed to be a little hesitant, glanced at Fu Bo, who was tied to the shelf and seemed to have fallen asleep, but still stood on tiptoe, leaned into Lan Zhi's ear, and whispered a few words.

Lan Zhiyan's eyes suddenly widened when he heard this.

"What do you say? Ah Jiu? ”

The person who came hurriedly bowed down: "Yes! ”

Lan Zhi glanced at Fu Bo suspiciously, "Continue to torture!" ”

After speaking, he threw down the soldering iron in his hand and turned around and walked out.

It wasn't until he walked into the courtyard and saw the extremely familiar and slightly unfamiliar figure standing under the tree that Lan Zhi paused his steps.

He seemed a little incredulous, and he seemed a little excited.

seemed to be aware of Lan Zhi's arrival, and Ah Jiu, who was originally facing away from Lan Zhi, slowly turned his head at this moment.

A gentle, unmurderous face came into view.

"Ah Jiu, I've seen my lord!"

Ah Jiu looked at Lan Zhi, bent on one knee, and knelt on the ground.

And hearing the familiar voice and seeing the familiar appearance, Lan Zhi was sure that he was not looking at the wrong person.

His little Ah Jiu really didn't die, he really came back.

Lan Zhi's eyes flashed, and his chest was also excited, he re-lifted his steps, step by step, and walked towards Ah Jiu, who was kneeling under the tree.

Ah Jiu never moved, maintaining his previous posture, but at this moment, a heart in his chest was also beating violently.

She knew what she was up against.

However, she has no way out, and she will never retreat.

At the same time, the carriage outside the building had slowly left.

Turnip glanced in the direction of the restaurant through the window, and asked Leng Yue with a little worry, "Madam, is it okay?" ”

"You've never been in love, have you?"

Leng Yue's cold and unguarded problem first made the turnip stunned, and then her cheeks turned red.

"What do you say, ma'am?"

"Tell me the truth!"

Leng Yue was serious: "You have never been in love, there was still a little flame between you and Yue Cheng, I was still thinking of being a good person to match the two of you, so that you can have a lover and eventually become a family or something, who knew that when you two heard that they were going to get married, one tail after another was like letting people light it with fire." ”

Turnip is usually thick-skinned with Leng Yue, but she didn't expect Leng Yue to say this, she still couldn't help but be a little shy, squeezing the facial features on her face, and looking at Ye Jiuchen for help.

It's a pity that Ye Jiuchen also has a serious face, as if what his wife said is not inappropriate at all.

Turnip gave up.

"Madam, has the turnip ever been in love, has she ever been married, and what does it have to do with that Ah Jiu?"

Speaking of which, Leng Yue reined in his horse galloping off the cliff.

"When you only have one person left in your heart, and you think of this person as your whole world, you will know what the answer is to the question you just asked me."

Leng Yue said in a rare and heavy tone, and after finishing speaking, she glanced at the turnip with a little sympathy.

"Hey!"

Turnip: "......"

I don't feel pathetic!

Ye Jiuchen on the side looked at the appearance of Leng Yue and Turnip, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips and laugh, looking at Leng Yue's gaze, he was also spoiled.

But there is one thing that he is still a little worried about.

Because there was one thing he hadn't figured out all along.

If the eldest princess of Jiamu knew about the things that Pu Ba Yan had done, and also knew about the people that Pu Ba had planted, then she must have known Lan Zhi.

So is there a connection between the eldest princess of Jiamu and Lan Zhi that no one else knows?

If anything......

Then Qiang Wu has no water, it is really turbid.

If not, it may not be clear.

It seems that it's time to find another opportunity to meet that eldest princess of Jiamu.

But Ye Jiuchen was not in a hurry, because he knew that someone would be more anxious than him.

……

On the other side, in the courtyard of the backyard of the restaurant.

Lan Zhi had already walked in front of Ah Jiu, he stared at Ah Jiu with a pair of keen and direct eyes, and did not speak.

Similarly, Ah Jiu also responded calmly with a straight gaze and did not say a word.

In the air, it was as if something was secretly fluttering and surging.

Immediately after, Ah Jiu saw a cold light flash in front of her eyes, and before she could see what was going on, she saw that a short knife had been put on her erect neck.

And the person holding the knife is none other than Lan Zhi!

The air, all of a sudden, became stiff and weird.

Ah Jiu glanced at Lan Zhi fixedly, and in the next second, he slowly closed his eyes.