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"Ahem, ahem, kill, kill!" The man's voice was a little hoarse, but he continued to shout, and the movements of his hands did not stop.

Xu felt the night pouring standing behind him, and he turned around suddenly.

As soon as he raised his eyes, Ye Qilan met a pair of cloudy eyes, what kind of eyes were they, which contained anger and vicissitudes and helplessness, and more hatred, the kind of hatred that destroyed the world and the earth.

With a sigh in his heart, Ye Qilan only felt as if his heart had been pricked by a needle, and the feeling came and went quickly, as if it was just an illusion.

"Ahhh The old man suddenly pounced, his long nails trying to scratch at the night, but unfortunately his longest hand could only stick out half of the bar.

"Killed....... You? As he spoke, the old man withdrew his hand, pulled away the hair covering his eyes, and stared straight at the night with a pair of eyes.

At this moment, Ye Lanlan did not wear a face scarf, because she knew that there was only one person in this dungeon, and the one who was locked up here was the enemy of the Miao family, and it didn't matter if she hid it or not.

"You........ Who are you? Who are you! The old man's voice was sharp, but he suddenly looked around, and slowly relaxed, and sat down on the ground.

Night Tilt squatted down and pointed to her nose, "You ask me?" What about you, who are you? ”

The old man was stunned for a while as if he had been electrocuted, "Who am I, who am I?" Who am I, you tell me, who am I? Faced with his question, Ye Qilan could only shake his head.

"Who am I, who am I" The old man slowly stood up, his cloudy eyes full of pain, he grabbed his head and walked around the prison.

Instead of paying attention to him, he walked around this cell, which seemed to have been built for many years, just to hold one person.

What is the identity of this old man, it is worth the Miao family to pay so much effort, just to imprison one person, and it has been for so many years.

There was nothing extra in the prison except a table and a chair, and it seemed that someone would come here to sit and watch the old man.

Bumped into a corner next to him, Ye Qilan found a lot of torture tools, the blood on these torture tools was dry and moldy, and the torture tools were also, presumably not used for a long time.

"Who am I, I know, I'm Ye Hengyang, Zijin, I'm my father" The old man suddenly rushed in the direction of Ye Lan and shouted.

Zijin? Who is Zijin?

"I'm not Zijin, you recognize the wrong person" Ye Qilan frowned, she didn't want to care about who this crazy old man was, maybe she had a broken brain and couldn't ask any useful value.

The old man's eyes were clearer at the moment, "No, you are Zijin, Zijin, go quickly, go to her, she must still be alive in this world, it is dangerous here, Zijin, you go quickly!" ”

"Wait, what did you just say your name was?" He seems to have said that his surname is Ye, and his surname is Ye, so isn't that the same surname as himself, will he be a member of the Ye family?

"I'm Hengyang at night, Zijin, you go quickly.........." The old man pointed in the direction of the door, so nervous that his breathing was about to become unsteady.

Suddenly, he stared at Ye Qilan all the time, but suddenly retreated, "You are not Zijin, who are you, who are you!" Didn't you ask you to talk to me! "Damn, he just accidentally said something, it's broken.

"I'm not from the Miao family, and I'm not what you said" Ye Qilan's expression was flat, but his heart was already surging.

Xianyu participated in the destruction of the Ye family, and now that someone in the Ye family is locked up here, will he be his relative.

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