In the tic-tac-toe prison of the Imperial Jin Army's Imperial Prison, the sound of screams was a little permeable in the silent night......

Yan Qingyu was dressed in a red gown, leaning on the chaise longue, crossing Erlang's legs, playing with a strand of hair next to his ears and temples, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and his peerless face seemed a little incompatible with this gloomy prison.

Even if they were both men, the Imperial Jin Army guarding the prison couldn't help but glance at their master a few more times.

Secretly, this overseer will still be reincarnated as a woman in his next life, it's a pity to be a man like this!

"Master, my subordinates have examined these assassins one by one, and they all have black bat emblems tattooed on their backs, which are obviously the same group of people who assassinated you a few times ago." Mo Qiu walked to the chaise longue and bowed his head to Yan Qingyu and reported seriously.

"Black bats again?" Yan Qingyu raised her eyebrows, and the cinnabar mole that was crying blood between her eyebrows jumped a little, "Have you ever asked who raised the shadows of them?" ”

Mo Qiu frowned and shook his head, and sighed lightly, "Under the fight tonight, it was hard to keep a living mouth, but this person was very hard-mouthed, and his subordinates had been tortured against him for nearly an hour, but he just didn't let go!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he saw Mo Ting walking out of the prison with a bloody python whip, crying with a sad face, and complained to Yan Qingyu: "Master, this person has a very hard mouth, and his subordinates are about to break their arms, and he still doesn't speak, I'm afraid he won't be able to ask anything." ”

Yan Qingyu hooked a sneer at the corner of his mouth, shook off his red robe and stood up, walked inside with his hands behind his back, and said as he walked: "There are indeed many people who hate Bendu, but there are not many people who have repeatedly sent people to assassinate Bendu, and they have to put Bendu to death!" ”

Mo Qiu and Mo Ting hurriedly followed to the prison cell.

There was a smell of blood in the room, and it was very choking, Yan Qingyu touched the tip of her nose and frowned at the assassin who was tied to the cross.

This assassin was also unlucky, the other assassins couldn't assassinate him, they all bit through the poison hidden in his mouth one by one and committed suicide, he was just a step slower, and before he could bite it, he was knocked out of five teeth by Mo Ting, and was captured immediately.

Mo Ting and Mo Qiu took turns to fight, and they had already beaten him out of human shape, the whole person was blurred with flesh and blood, panting for weakness, drooping his head, and looking lifeless.

Yan Qingyu turned her head and glared at Mo Qiu and Mo Ting, and reprimanded, "Don't you have any brains? How ugly it is to beat him like this! ”

"Huh?" Mo Ting's pupils dilated, and he replied: "Master, he still hasn't opened his mouth after this punishment!" Besides, there is no need to be punished! ”

"If you use torture, you will use torture, why do you beat people into people who are not human, ghosts and ghosts, stupid!" Yan Qingyu glanced at Mo Ting arrogantly, and ordered Mo Qiu on the side: "Go find a hammer and break one of Bendu's legs!" ”

Mo Qiu's pupils dilated, and he stared at Yan Qingyu with wide eyes.

"What are you doing, go!" Yan Qingyu reprimanded impatiently.

Some of the half-dead assassins who had been drooping their heads frowned slightly when they heard Yan Qingyu's words, and couldn't help but raise their eyes and glance at Yan Qingyu.

I saw Mo Qiu find an iron hammer from the outside, glanced at Yan Qingyu, frowned and walked in front of the assassin, the assassin's eyes widened in shock, and he instinctively struggled.

I only heard Yan Qingyu say without being salty or light: "Mo Qiu, after interrupting, reconnect with the governor, interrupt it after a while, and then connect it again, it's better than beating him a few times and making him bloody, you see how merciful the governor is!" ”

The corners of Mo Qiu's mouth twitched, "Yes." ”

"The master is indeed very merciful." Mo Ting clasped his hands in front of his chest and grinned.

Yan Qingyu put her hands behind her back and raised her eyebrows and glared at him, "What's the nonsense, can't I change you?" ”

"Let's let Mo Qiu come." Mo Ting grinned.

"Lord Yan, you are really ruthless." The assassin couldn't help but raise his head and snorted at Yan Qingyu, his mouth was full of blood, and he sneered: "If you just kill me, I won't say it, I'm not afraid of death, are you afraid of losing a leg?" ”

Yan Qingyu raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly, and said with her hands behind her back that was not salty or light: "Mo Qiu, loosen his ties and let him go." ”

The assassin's pupils dilated, and he looked at him in shock.

"What?" Mo Qiu and Mo Ting cried out almost in unison, staring at their master with big eyes.

"Let him go." Yan Qingyu said again.

"No...... Won't it......" Mo Ting was dumbfounded, mistakenly thinking that something was wrong with his ears, "Master, this is not your style, let's not interrogate?" Just put it away? ”

"Master, are you sure?" Mo Qiu couldn't help but question.

"He has a hard mouth, and he is not afraid of death, I am afraid that it will be in vain, so it is better to let him go and go home to sleep, so as not to waste his strength." Yan Qingyu said casually.

"Isn't it?" Mo Ting was dumbfounded.

Yan Qingyu hooked a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and said without being salty or light: "They are all dead soldiers, loyal to their masters, they are not even afraid of death, and they are afraid of our torture?" However, as long as they are individuals, they are afraid of death, and they have the will to survive, and the reason why they serve their masters like this, to put it bluntly, is not because their families are in the hands of their masters. ”

"What do you mean?" Mo Ting didn't understand for a while.

Yan Qingyu glanced at him, "Fool! Whether he says it tonight or not, as long as he walks out of the Imperial Jin Army Prison, what will his master think? ”

Mo Ting and Mo Qiu glanced at each other, and instantly understood.

"What the master means is that as long as he walks out alive, even if he doesn't say anything, his master must mistakenly think that he is telling the truth, so he is released." Mo Ting said excitedly.

Yan Qingyu nodded, the corners of his mouth hooked an evil smile, and said nonchalantly: "When the time comes, his master will definitely kill his whole family......"

Before Yan Qingyu could finish speaking, the assassin's pupils dilated, trembled, and pleaded desperately with red eyes at Yan Qingyu: "Don't let me get out of the Imperial Jin Army's edict and kill me, please, kill me......"

"Want to die? Ben Governor won't kill you! Yan Qingyu looked angry and didn't want to pay for his life, raised his eyebrows and said with a wicked smile: "Your brothers are all dead, if you walk out alive, even if you don't say anything, your master won't believe it!" How good it would be for the Governor to gather your whole family together in the Netherworld. ”

"No...... I can't get out of the Imperial Prison ......," the assassin glared at Yan Qingyu with resentful eyes.

As secret guards, they all know very well in their hearts, they are just dead soldiers, there is only one life, once they fail, they must bite the poison and kill themselves, if their master knows that they failed in their mission but are still alive, they will definitely kill their whole family to vent their anger.

Yan Qingyu calculated this point accurately, so he deliberately proposed to let him go.

The other Assassins were dead, and he had to die in the Imperial Prison for his entire family to live.

"Mo Qiu, untie him, take him out, watch closely, don't let him die." Yan Qingyu said sharply deliberately.

"Yes." Mo Qiu nodded, and was just about to untie the rope, when the assassin suddenly struggled, raised his head and shouted at Yan Qingyu, "It's Your Majesty, it's Your Majesty who wants to kill you." ”

"What?" Yan Qingyu was stunned, and her pupils slowly sank.

"Kill me, kill me." The Assassins fought to the death.