Chapter 672: I'll Go Myself

After waiting for a long time, Murong Hua simply squatted outside the door and sat all night. br>

Qi Luo didn't give him a chance to go in.

The head of the Murong family couldn't bear to look at it, after all, it was also his son, "Elder Qi, I've tried my best, but I still can't let him die." ”

"Let him think for himself."

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Qi Luo turned around and left.

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The morning sun was exceptionally bright and cool, Luo Qianyun stood outside the door, the sun shone into the courtyard, slanted down from the top of her head, and gilded her body with a layer of warm light and shadow.

Duanmuyan pushed open the gate in the courtyard, saw Luo Qianyun standing quietly, was a little trance-like, and then walked to her side, "Has he woken up?" ”

At this time, she looked a bit like An Zhen.

"No, he's not lightly injured."

Duanmu Yan's heart hurt a little when he heard this, but he still pursed his lips tightly, with a cold expression, "Ask for your own hardship." ”

"Actually, he's quite pathetic......"

"I guess only you would be so kind." Duanmu Yan snorted coldly, "Our entire Duanmu family doesn't owe him, why don't you hear you say it like I'm abusing him?" ”

Luo Qianyun hurriedly shook his head and wanted to explain, "No...... No......"

But Duanmuyan didn't listen to her, opened the door and walked in, sure enough, the person on the bed had woken up, he looked at this face that was somewhat similar to An Zhen, and couldn't come back to his senses for a while, Zhao Lansheng had already spoken, "You knocked me out yesterday?" ”

"Do you have an opinion?" Duanmu Yan sneered, as if he was very dissatisfied with his tone, "I saved you, otherwise you will run around, and then you will only have half a life left." ”

He used snake control yesterday to kill the wild wolf and save Rong Yue and Xuanyuan Che.

So, did Duanmu Yan want to find him to settle the account of stealing martial arts?

Zhao Lansheng hooked the corners of his mouth sarcastically, too, he was not recognized by him, and he should have opinions about him.

"You are very bold, you were locked up back then, and you were able to steal the secret book, and it was fifteen years to steal it, and you could not be discovered." Duanmu Yan leaned over and grabbed him by the collar, "Do you know how heavy the punishment is?" ”

Zhao Lansheng said calmly, his expression did not have any waves, "Iron branding, whipping, prison prison, snake cave, last for five days." ”

Seeing him so plain, Duanmu Yan was furious, and originally wanted to let him go back, but now he didn't plan to, "Then do you know what to do?" ”

He nodded.

"One day," a cold light flashed in Duanmu Yan's eyes, "as long as today, you can go back." ”

Zhao Lansheng looked up at him in surprise.

"On the one hand, to comply with the due regulations, and on the other hand...... It was An'er who told me to do this. Duanmuyan said with great difficulty, "Don't be sentimental." ”

He knew that Duanmu Yan was just trying to torture him, but he still couldn't say anything, so he had to agree, "...... Be. ”

Duanmuyan was about to say something when he heard him say, "I'll go by myself." ”

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In the dark basement, Zhao Lansheng walked straight to the humanoid shelf, he took off all his clothes, naked, and the subordinates had prepared iron chains for him, and tied his hands and feet to his face.

Again, this prisoner-like treatment.

"The head of the house has an order, five hundred lashes, twenty times of iron branding, and one hour each in the prison and the snake cave."

"Hurry up, I'm leaving." He slowly closed his eyes, and his indifferent expression seemed to be unusually calm as if he was not being tortured now.

The subordinate took the leather whip in his hand, threw it fiercely, and landed on him, immediately marking a whip mark.

Zhao Lansheng snorted, the whip hit the flesh itself, and the skin and flesh were even more painful when it was dipped in chili water, and it was a hot and spicy pain. He gritted his teeth and watched as a whip flicked over, and the cold sweat dripped even harder.

What's more, his consciousness was very clear, and he couldn't divert his attention at all.