The prison is tight, and occasionally you can see a few prisoners who are being tortured, and the heart-rending appearance makes people feel frightened when they see it.

The woman who still had a trace of confidence was directly frightened after looking at them, and her whole body couldn't stop shrinking, and the guards escorting next to her snorted disdainfully when they saw her appearance.

"If you're afraid, you'll tell your brother everything in a while, and we don't want to embarrass you, you don't have to suffer the pain of flesh and skin."

led her to a man who had his hands and feet cut off and became a man alive, but the man only had this pair of eyes, which frightened the woman and screamed immediately.

"This used to be a favored concubine in the harem, but now it still ends up like this."

Seeing that he was almost frightened, several people escorted him to the torture room.

"Do you say it first, or do we brothers do it first?"

Thinking of the tragic situation of those people just now, the woman swallowed her saliva, and then thought of her son's skinny appearance, and the woman closed her eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, there were tears in my eyes, but I didn't say a word.

This look made a few guards next to him laugh.

But the heart of the beloved son is not small, and he was scared and didn't say anything.

"You can do it." There was even a tremor in her voice when she said this.

This appearance of not saying anything made a few of the guards find it amusing, and the more people like this, the more interesting it is.

"Cheng, brothers, just bring the soldering iron first, and I'll meet her."

The guards looked at her with a playful smile on their faces.

The woman was a little frightened, and even more frightened in her heart, and could only watch as they put the iron into the fiery coals, and the woman swallowed, as if she had expected the burning pain of the flesh.

His eyes stared at the pot of charcoal without blinking, hoping that the soldering iron would be red for a longer time.

Unfortunately, it didn't take long for the soldering iron to turn red, and the guard picked up the soldering iron a little bit and walked it up to her, the fiery red soldering iron pressing against the skin.

"Ask you again, do you want to say it?"

The woman bit her lip tightly, scared in her heart, but still didn't say anything, just stared at the soldering iron with her eyes.

Seeing her like this, the people stopped teasing her, and the soldering iron burned on the skin and emitted a strange fragrance, accompanied by the woman's painful roar.

Seeing that they were about to put the soldering iron in the charcoal cube again, the woman hurriedly said, "I said." ”

told Song Qingyi about the encounter between them during this time, and said what she said when they met today, and everything that should be explained was explained clearly.

Seeing those people leave with soldering irons, the woman breathed a sigh of relief.

The tears in her eyes kept falling, and the pain on her body and psychology tormented her together, secretly hoping that Song Qingyi would definitely leave with the child and go far away.

At this time, Song Qingyi was fleeing at full speed with the little evil god, and as soon as she got out of the dog cave, she saw the coachman arranged for her by the Taoist, and she was afraid that the city would be closed first, so they used the fastest strength.

It's just that in the end it's a step too late.

"What kind of person, have you ever seen these two people in the pictorial?"

The guards standing at the gate of the city were holding two pieces of paper in their hands, and on the paper happened to be Song Qingyi and the little evil god standing beside Song Qingyi.

The two people on the painting are vivid, thinking of the four different portraits in those TV series, Song Qingyi felt that he was slapped in the face by reality.

"Sister, there's us up there." The little guy said with great interest, Song Qingyi hurriedly pulled him back and covered his mouth, fortunately there was no one else next to their carriage, and no one could hear what he said.

Searching out the eyebrows that were used to thicken the eyebrows that day, Song Qingyi hurriedly wiped a few black marks on his face, and put a few black moles on the little evil god's face. 118

A few appearances can just cover up the appearance of the original body, and she uses this trick very well.

But if you look closely, you can see that the painting is painted with the two of them.

Song Qingyi went out to sit side by side with the coachman.

"We'll jump straight out of the carriage in a while, and you'll be out of town."

The goal of the carriage is too big, and if they just turn off and leave, it will be even more suspicious at that time.

After talking to the coachman, Song Qingyi returned to the carriage, and happened to meet the little guy with a pair of puzzled eyes.

"You can't say that the two people in the painting are us." She whispered.

"Why?" The little guy asked suspiciously.

"There's not so much why, you're just playing games with your sister."

After arranging everything, he pulled the little guy and left in a hurry, knowing that he couldn't go to the people's mansion at this time, Song Qingyi casually found an alley.

There were only a few families living in the alley, and Song Qingyi took out the key and rushed to the door on the right side to insert it, and the door lock opened in response.

She also made some preparations, this was just bought this morning, it is definitely biased enough, and she is not afraid of being discovered.

Open the door, and the scene outside the door is different from the inside of the door.

If there is a depression outside the door, there is no winter inside the door, knowing that it is possible to live here, Song Qingyi specially asked someone to clean up comfortably, and there is also a lot of food inside.

Hurriedly closing the door, Song Qingyi said to the little guy: "This is where we are going to live during this time." ”

The little evil god put the package in his hand on the table in the courtyard and looked at the begonia flowers in the courtyard with great interest.

After a while, he looked at the weeds next to him.

"I love it here."

He turned back to her and said that the smile on his face was the biggest it had been in a few days.

"It's a pity that the mother is not here, if the mother wants to do it, she will definitely like it very much."

Afraid of arousing the little guy's sadness, Song Qingyi hurriedly opened the room that had been prepared for him in advance, and the room was full of objects that children liked.

The little guy was attracted to the attention of the little guy just as soon as he saw it, and the two of them finally settled here after cleaning up.

Just after dinner, there was a violent knock on the door.

"Who lives inside, the emperor has ordered a search and open the door!"

Listening to the voices of those people outside the door, Song Qingyi almost didn't catch her breath, she didn't expect them to find it so quickly, and hurriedly hid the little evil god in the haystack, and she herself hurriedly hid in, so that the haystack returned to its usual appearance.

The knock on the door intensified, and Song Qingyi's heart was pinched.

"Let's not talk until those people are gone."

The little guy nodded, as if he understood what Song Qingyi was talking about.

The knocking on the door stopped, his heart was lowered slightly, and then the sound of hitting the door came violently again, Song Qingyi hurriedly hugged the little evil god tightly, and listened to the movement outside with all his might.

The door was clicked open, and a group of people rushed in, and the sound of staggered and orderly footsteps stimulated the eardrums of the bar, which must be the emperor's captive army.

This time, it was really a bloody effort to find them, and she listened nervously to the voices of those people.