Murong Qingyu roared loudly, but he hadn't spoken for a month, and even the water was a stream of water that maintained the minimum physiological needs, and Murong Qingyu's voice was like someone holding his neck with his hands, not to mention the people below, even Murong Qingyun couldn't hear what he was grunting out of.

Everyone only knows that Murong Qingyun was arrested, and Murong Qingyu is not calm.

But isn't that what everyone wants to see the most? Bad people will be rewarded in the end, what a joy it is!

Seeing the father and son struggling desperately above the noon gate, many people looked at them and cried.

When the Empress Dowager Xia Muwan dragged her bloody broken arm and rushed to the noon gate, looking at her husband and son hanging above the noon gate, she was instantly mad with anger.

only heard Xia Muwan's scream of "ah", his face instantly turned to ashes, and he climbed up the steps without paying attention to it.

"Get out! Get out of the way! ”

Xia Mu screamed hoarsely, and lifted the Yulin Army, who was on duty at the Eat, in an attempt to save Murong Qingyu and Murong Tianyunhe.

But as soon as he touched the rope, he was ruthlessly pushed away by the Yulin Army.

Xia Muwan didn't expect that a mere Yulinjun would dare to push her, so she stepped forward and slapped the Yulinjun in the face with a "snap", "Bastard! Daring! Put them down for me for Hongu! ”

After Xia Muwan's voice fell, she just heard Murong Tianyun's moaning that almost collapsed to the extreme from above her head. Although she couldn't hear what Murong Tianyun was saying, she could roughly understand what he was saying.

His son was telling her: I can't stand it anymore, kill me!

Hearing such screams, Xia Muwan felt that her heart was being overwhelmed little by little, but she couldn't die or faint, so she had to be forced to endure this unbearable pain in her life.

"Falling clouds! Fall in the clouds! My son! What happened to you? What's wrong with you? Qingyu, what's wrong with Tilting Clouds? ”

Xia Muwan roared loudly as she frantically rammed into the Yulin Army. But she could only see Murong Qingyu's old tears, and she could only see her favorite and most distressed Qianyun who didn't know what torture she had suffered, and she was in the torment of purgatory.

Murong Qingyu's lips closed one by one, and his entire face showed a dead ash.

At this moment, Murong Qingyu had reached the point where he ran out of oil and dried up. Looking at his son's body that was almost bursting in pain on the side, and watching his wife weakly reload underneath, but none of Yu Linjun listened to her, Murong Qingyu's heart kept contracting in pain.

He hates! He hates! He hates it!

In a pair of chests, a heart was trembling violently, growing and shrinking at one moment. In a few contractions, a large amount of blood in the heart was squeezed out, spreading to the entire chest cavity and abdominal cavity, and finally a large amount of blood was stored in the internal organs, which were already in a state of failure in an instant.

Outside, Xia Muwan, who was distressed that her son was being tortured and wanted to save her son first, suddenly discovered that something was wrong with Murong Qingyu.

I saw that his lips were closed one by one, his eyes were wide, he was roaring, trembling violently, and his whole body turned from the original dry gray to a dead black in an instant.

Natsukiwan's eyes widened, staring in horror at the man she loved most in her life, her husband.

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