The Water Prison sits on one of the densest peaks in the Celestial Realm.

There is not much distance between the peaks, and they are connected by fine iron, and the center of the water prison is located on the most majestic of the peaks.

From the towers on the peaks to the underground cells, the culpability ranges, with those who commit minor crimes in the upper towers and those who commit serious crimes in underground cells.

Wen Buxiao's original intention was just to punish Manzhu and make him soften, so he only had people lock him in the first few floors of the water prison.

And the water prison, as the name suggests, is mostly filled with thousands. The prisoner was locked in the middle of the water, and he had to be drowned once a day, even if he was on a tower.

After Wen Buxiao locked up Manzhu for a few days, he summoned all the gods and immortals to the Xiaochen Temple to publicly judge Manzhu.

It's a trial, but it's actually very simple, Wen Buxiao just wants to force Manzhu to make a decision, as long as Manzhu knows each other well enough to say what he wants him to say in front of the gods, there will be a way to end this matter.

Wen Buxiao didn't even think that Manju would make other decisions that he didn't expect.

Wen Buxiao is dressed in white, the cuffs of the placket are embroidered with gold thread with some flowing cloud patterns, an old sachet is tied around the waist, the black hair is tied up with a gold crown, and some hair hangs down, Wen Buxiao himself is a good skin, but at this time it is more holy and inviolable, the gold crown on his head does not look tacky at all, but complements the lines on the clothes.

Wen Buxiao reclined on the throne, his hand casually playing with the fan, he squinted his eyes at the gods below who didn't even dare to speak out loud, and suddenly hooked his lips and smiled.

Wen Buxiao's order to summon Manzhu went, and it didn't take a few breaths for Manzhu to be brought up.

Manzhu is also dressed in white, but it is simple, without the slightest texture, Manzhu's face is pale, her hair is slightly messy, although her hands and feet are handcuffed, but she does not show the slightest embarrassment.

It's just that those smart eyes, the light is not visible, numb, Wen Buxiao frowned lightly, he couldn't see the slightest desire to survive in Manzhu's eyes.

Wen Buxiao really laughed angrily, and the anger hidden in the laughter was "self-evident", and the Xiaochen Hall was even quieter.

Wen Buxiao opened the folding fan, there was no word on the fan surface, and some gods inadvertently caught a glimpse of the "wordless fan" in Wen Buxiao's hand, and the uneasiness that lingered in their hearts became more and more intense.

No one in this heavenly realm knows who doesn't know, Heavenly Emperor Wen Buxiao's best weapon is actually a "wordless fan", Wen Buxiao usually doesn't take out this fan, and even uses it when the situation is critical on the battlefield.

And now, the "wordless fan" is in Wen Buxiao's hand.

Wen Buxiao snorted coldly, "You are really happy in the water prison!" ”

Manzhu knelt on the ground, lowered her head, and couldn't see her expression clearly, but Wen Buxiao could imagine that Manzhu must be expressionless and unfluctuating.

Sure enough, after a while, Manzhu replied softly, "The minister doesn't dare." ”

Wen Le slowly pinched the sweat for Manzhu on the side, he wanted to go to the water prison to persuade Manzhu to go to God, but he didn't expect that his father would explicitly prohibit anyone from approaching God.

Wen Le frowned, the atmosphere between the two was too depressing, Manzhu was too calm, and his father was already about to collapse, he really didn't want Manzhu to make his father unhappy at this time.

After all, this is undoubtedly an act of seeking death.

Wen Buxiao laughed in a low voice when he heard this, he put away the folding fan with a "snap", and quickly got up from the throne, the ministers noticed the movement, and subconsciously glanced at it, but found that Wen Buxiao had already stood in front of the god of Manzhu, and when they caught a glimpse of this scene, they hurriedly lowered their heads deeper, just begging that the anger of the Emperor of Heaven would not spread to them.

Wen Buxiao said coldly, "Don't dare!" ”

Wen Buxiao leaned over, using a folding fan to slightly reveal the end of the dagger, hooking Manzhu's chin, and the cold weapon resting on people's skin always provoked people to subconsciously shrink.

But Manzhu didn't react, he just raised his head, but through Wen Buxiao, he looked farther away.

Wen Buxiao's face was as gloomy as water, and he said in a deep voice, "I ask you, is the matter on the Zhaotian Stone Plate true?" ”

This voice could not have reached the ears of all the immortals in the Laughing Dust Temple.

"Raise your head and look at it!" Wen Buxiao roared angrily, and then suddenly laughed again, this look is almost crazy, "You all give me a good look!" Watch how my god of war answers me! ”

The ministers raised their heads according to their words, and they only glanced at it, and they wanted to continue to hang their heads, but the emperor's order was in front, and no one dared to disobey.

Above the main hall, there was silence for a long time before they heard Manzhu's answer, and all the ministers didn't expect Manzhu to reply, "Yes." ”

After hearing this, the ministers couldn't help but begin to doubt their hearing, but anyone who still has a little bit of eyes should know that if they anger the Emperor again at this time, then the end is needless to say.

Wen Le was startled, but the next moment he had already stood out, "Father......"

"Shut up! Retire! Wen Buxiao glanced at Wen Le coldly, the shock of that glance made Wen Le subconsciously retreat, Wen Le broke out in a cold sweat on his back, and his father looked at him with the same eyes as if he were looking at a dead corpse.

Wen Buxiao turned his head, the dagger in his hand inadvertently moved forward, and a drop of blood stained the extremely sharp blade, Wen Buxiao's hand holding the dagger retreated a little.

There was a haze in his eyes, "Let me ask you again, did you really have an affair with that wild thing in the demon world?" ”

This question couldn't be more straightforward, but Manzhu opened his mouth indifferently, "It's just my wishful thinking." ”

"Good, good! What a wishful thinking! Wen Buxiao couldn't see that this was what Manzhu said in order to protect Na Shahua, it really seemed like a deep love for the sea!

Wen Buxiao turned around and walked a few steps forward, but he didn't look back at Manzhu again, "Do you know what the consequences will be if you say these words in front of the ministers today?" ”

Manzhu pursed his lips, and the stupid smile came to his mind, and he tried to smile like the face he remembered, but his smile was full of bitterness, not as dazzling as the man.

Manzhu raised his head, looked at the king he had served for a long time, and said without much hesitation, "Know." ”

Wen Buxiao was silent, and stopped on the stairs leading to the throne, and after a while, he finally spoke, "Come on, put Manzhu in the lowest level of the water prison, and after seven days, the thunder execution field will be executed!" ”

After Wen Buxiao finished speaking, in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the Hall of Laughing Dust.

The rest left behind the frightened ministers who looked at each other.

Only Manzhu pursed his lips and smiled, and he slowly bowed three times in the direction of the throne.

This worship, farewell to their monarchs and ministers, he is afraid that he will never have a chance again.

Second bow, thank Your Majesty for his appreciation at the beginning, so that he can be useful.

Three bows, thank Your Majesty for the final fulfillment......

I have the honor to protect Your Majesty for thousands of years. years, the minister has never regretted it.

He has never repented of what he has done, but there is one who repents, and he should not have been left alone......

After Manzhu finished worshipping, he said, "The minister obeys the order." ”

After Manzhu finished speaking, he walked straight to the outside of the Xiaochen Palace, looking at Manzhu's figure with a straight back, no one dared to say anything to stay, and no one dared to disturb.

Wen Le's heart sank, and his face was not much better, and the decision he made in front of the immortals of the entire heavenly realm was almost a certainty.

Wen Le gritted his teeth, and he hurried towards the outside of the Xiaochen Palace.

The people in the hall still didn't say anything, but they dispersed quietly one after another, as if nothing had happened.

The underground water dungeon is a biting cold, and that cold pierces the depths of your soul, and you can't escape it at all.

The water dungeon was almost sealed, except for an opening in the corner of the wall above him, which was used to convey words or to let people in, and the prisoner was locked in a column of water on the cold pool, and could not escape.

Manzhu's long hair was scattered, and he lowered his eyes as he looked at the slowly rising cold water, but he suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter sounded rare and infiltrating.

But the easier thing to taste in the infiltration is reluctance, he is still reluctant, if he could have found it earlier, he could actually be a little better to him, a little better.

The cold water slowly spread to his chest, and Manju silently closed his eyes, letting the water drown him.

The most terrifying part of this water prison is the struggle when the water overflows and floods their chests, they know that they will not die, but they still can't escape the fear before death, how can life be better than death.

Manzhu was completely struggling, letting the cold pool of water pour into his body and come out on his own.

Suffocation, tearing, hopelessness......

Manzhu seems to have returned to the time when he was not a god, and the age is so old that he has forgotten that once upon a time, he was actually a member of the demon world......

A few fragments slowly lit up in his mind, and he saw a ruined temple, on a stormy night, he slept with a little silver wolf.

It turned out that he had already met Sawa from that early on.

So early, so early......

Acquaintance too early, acquaintance too late, love too short, Manzhu was in a trance, as if he saw Sha Hua, who was as dazzling as the sun, stretched out his hand to him, the sound of chains sounded slowly, Manzhu smiled and wanted to grab Sha Hua's hand, but it was no surprise that he caught it.

Manjoo smiled, grabbing the air and slowly placing the hand on his cheek, the warmth he always wanted to touch.

Manzhu cried silently, in the end, I still miss him.

I have already tasted the taste of the warm sun, how can I still be willing to be alone in this cold pool.

Thinking like this, Manzhu couldn't help but sigh, he was really selfish.

Manzhu couldn't help but recall the letter he left behind, the six words at the end of the letter, don't look for it, don't read it, don't forget it.

He really didn't want Sha Hua to come looking for him, and there might be nothing more to find him, but the next four words were contradictory, revealing nothing more than reluctance.

How could he be willing to do it?