Chapter 212: Hei Yu Prison [6]

The ground is paved with black and white 'color' diamond-shaped floor tiles of uniform size, and the patterns of the sun, moon and stars are carved on them, and the arrangement of the floor tiles is not in a certain order, but it looks a little 'messy'.

The walls were inlaid with a night pearl at intervals, and the light in the entire prison was as bright as day, without the slightest sense of darkness and darkness, which was very different from the rumors outside.

Is this really the legendary Black Yu Prison?

Yun Weiyang will not be 'confused' and 'confused' by the appearance in front of her, because she knows that all rumors cannot be empty.

But then again, her purpose today is not to investigate, so all this has nothing to do with her.

But what Yun Weiyang didn't know was that one day in the future, all of this would be related to her, and at that time, she didn't know if she would be glad that she had come to Heiyu Prison to go through such a thing today?

Of course, that's another story.

The further you go, the more empty cells there are.

After about a cup of tea, the prison officer who was walking in front suddenly stopped in front of a cell: "Girl, this is it."

"Oh?" Yun Weiyang stopped, turned his head and looked into the prison.

After a few moments, the red 'lips' raised slightly.

Inside the cell, a dirty, disheveled man was sitting motionless in the corner with his head bowed.

Although I can't see the appearance of this person, even if this figure turns into a gray cloud, he will never admit it, isn't it who Yun Xiangrong will be?

At this time, Yun Xiangrong had long since lost his lofty arrogance and looked extremely downcast.

Yun Weiyang took two steps forward and stood still in front of the prison 'door', with a smile as faint as water at the corner of his 'lips', and his voice was as clear as the ice spring of the first solution: "Third sister?"

Hearing the call, Yun Xiangrong froze visibly.

She looked up slowly, her movements as stiff as an aging machine.

But when she saw that it was Yun Weiyang, her eyes were instantly like waves on the surface of the windy sea.

"Cloud, Wei, Yang!" She gritted her teeth, and her voice sounded weak, but every word was full of resentment.

But as soon as she finished saying this, she suddenly wilted like a frosted eggplant, no longer speaking, and no expression was made.

Yun Weiyang hooked his lips and waved his hand to signal that the prison officer could step aside first.

The prison officer nodded hurriedly and retreated.

In the quiet space, only Yun Weiyang and Yun Xiangrong were left in an instant.

"Third sister, I don't know how it has been lately, I should still be used to life in this prison, right?" Yun Weiyang said with a smile, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

The corners of Yun Xiangrong's mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

Yun Weiyang raised his eyebrows: "Yo, what's wrong with the third sister, could it be that she has been here for too long and can't even speak to people, right?"

"Yun Weiyang, don't you just want to see my jokes, now that you finally get your wish, you can be happy", Yun Xiangrong laughed stupidly, his voice was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, without any life.

Yun Weiyang raised his lips and smiled: "Third sister, what are you talking about, sister, aren't I here to care about you!"

"Concerned about me? Heh......", Yun Xiangrong raised his head slightly, and the corners of his lips had a self-deprecating and sarcastic smile.

She stood up slowly against the wall, her body trembling as if she was going to fall in the next moment.