She tilted her head and looked nervously behind her.

"Just let me be a mouthful." She sighed in annoyance and opened the door for Ji Li, but she didn't want to continue talking to Ji Li.

Ji Lizheng was in a trance, and didn't ask anything, just went in and lay down on the big bed, and sighed heavily.

The dagger reached her waist, and she slowly felt for it and threw it to the side.

"Bell-" There was a thud, and the dagger set separated from the dagger, revealing a sharp glow.

She turned her head to look over, only to see an inconspicuous red mark on it.

It was Zuo Modu's blood.

She couldn't help but reach out and touch the dagger, her eyes fell on the red mark, and she only felt a little confused in her mind.

Is that the meaning of her coming into this world?

But who the hell is that person?

Why did you let her come to him?

Meng Po should be able to give her an answer. She should be able to, this time, she must go back to the Hades Palace and ask them what they really want to do.

In the bright torture room, Shi Wanqing sat on the electric chair representing the torture and was half flustered before she disappeared, looking carefully at the light in her eyes, it seemed that she was still a little nostalgic.

Her attitude was calm, she didn't feel that this was embarrassing at all, and she was as skilled as if she had experienced it countless times.

Including the pro-soldiers in charge of questioning, they also had a gentle attitude.

The strange light emanating from her eyes made the soldiers can't help but chuckle, only to feel that something seems to be wrong in her brain, how can a normal person still laugh when she encounters this situation?

But Shi Wanqing didn't struggle at all, and her attitude seemed to be too calm, and she didn't have any sense of disobedience when she stayed here.

It's just that the most puzzling thing is that they actually feel that Shi Wanqing is standing here reasonably, but he is standing on the same side as them, instead of facing each other, and becoming the person who is "suspected of being a traitor".

Such intimacy and familiarity softened the attitude of the pro-soldier when he interrogated him.

"Shi Wanqing, how did you get in?" Outside the camp, there are patrols, secret sentry, secret orders, protective shields, and even mosquitoes can't fly in.

How did such a weak woman as Shi Wanqing get in, if Zuo Modu hadn't found out, they wouldn't know when they would know about her existence.

The pro-soldier frowned, only feeling that he was indeed derelict in his duties.

It seems that after he tortured this person, he had to go to the young marshal to reflect on his recent negligence.

Although Shi Wanqing cooperated, she was also very silent, her eyes were full of sadness, and she looked at each other as if there was something unspeakable.

The strangeness in the hearts of the pro-soldiers soared again.

"Speak, otherwise, it won't be difficult to punish you for a crime of espionage." The pro-soldiers threatened ruthlessly.

Shi Wanqing, who was calm just now, suddenly raised her head sharply and denied: "I'm not a spy, and I can't be a spy." Her eyes were full of determination.

Looking at the familiar eyes, which resembled the loyal and fearless sworn allegiance they had sworn to when they were chosen to serve as His Excellency the Young Marshal's personal soldiers, the soldiers felt that they really could not judge the identity of this woman, and the truth of her words.

Shi Wanqing seemed to have been insulted by something, and her eyes looked at him with a little anger: "I can't be a spy." She made two heavy gestures on her chest and shoulders, and said with a sense of ceremony: "Swear by my life!" ”

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