But she's sure, not here. br>

Guoguo should have been to this place, but there is no way to know where Xiao Ming picked it up.

"Miss Rong San."

"Let's find out again."

"Okay." Xiao Ming nodded, it really can't be done, and he has to bring Rong Yue back, he can't let her find the secret stronghold of the Duanmu family.

At the same time, in the basement of Yunqing Building, Duanmu Yan sat on the Taishi chair with his right leg crossed, drinking Biluochun leisurely, listening to Zhao Lansheng's muffled hum, he was a little bored, he raised his slender fingers and teased the cup of tea.

"The head of the house, it's done."

Duanmuyan put down the teacup, put away his legs and stood up, and slowly walked to Zhao Lansheng on the shelf, "You can really bear it." ”

"Isn't she like that?" He smiled as pale as paper.

Zhao Lansheng has never forgotten the torture that An Zhen has suffered, when he was still young, when he was in the cold palace, four or five palace maids pressed her to force her to take poison, and several guards tied him to the wall, watching her fall into a poisonous coma, but helpless.

"But she's dead." Duanmu Yan narrowed his eyes, his expression was full of ruthless killing intent and hatred, "What if you can endure it again?" She wasn't killed by that man himself! I can't wait for him to taste the pain of being tortured too! ”

So, is Duanmu Yan angry with him?

He smiled bitterly, "Whatever she says is also mine......"

"Enough! I'm telling you, you don't deserve to stay here, and you don't deserve to stay here! Duanmu Yan turned around and ordered in a cold voice: "Throw it into the prison!" ”

"Yes."

Zhao Lansheng was whipped and branded, and he had no power to fight back at this time, and he would not fight back, so he was pulled down from the shelf by his subordinates and dragged him to the stone wall in the basement.

Pressing the mechanism, the stone wall moved slowly, revealing a very closed and dark room, and the subordinate opened the locked iron door and pushed Zhao Lansheng into the room.

He fell to the ground, his wound tearing, and a heavy muffled grunt. Seeing this, Duanmuyan closed the iron door and activated the mechanism.

The stone walls on both sides slowly moved closer to each other, and a round of rollers rolled in with spikes, and hidden weapons shot out from between the stone walls, and Zhao Lansheng stood up violently to dodge.

No matter how high his martial arts skills are, no matter how fast his speed is, in the absence of food and water, the ensuing mechanisms will consume his physical strength, and he is seriously injured, just dodging the mechanisms is enough to make people tired to death, let alone ......

He sent him in with his own hands.

Great despair gripped him.

Zhao Lansheng turned over several times in succession to avoid the roller, but this time he had used up his greatest strength after being tortured, and he quickly couldn't hold on, and several dark arrows shot out, inevitably slashing his back.

His naked body was covered in blood.

He tried to stand up, but he didn't have any strength in his body.

The successive mechanisms have already left him bruised all over his body.

Duanmuyan looked at Zhao Lansheng in the prison through a small hole in the stone wall, and when he saw his scarred appearance, he couldn't help but think of An Zhen, his heart was like being stabbed by a knife in an orderly manner, and it hurt more and more.

He's sorry for An Zhen, he still treats Zhao Lansheng like that.

However, he can't regret it, he has always been uneasy, afraid that Zhao Lansheng will covet the inheritance of the Duanmu family, and he is still the son of that person.

"How long has it been?"

"Half an hour to go, Lord."

So fast?

Duanmu Yan pondered, and waved his hand lightly, "Send him out and throw him into the snake cave." ”

"Yes." His men didn't know why he had shortened the time, but they obeyed the order.