The night is as black as ink, and as heavy as black iron.

The little beasts are doing things that make them happy, and the insects are singing for pleasure.

The stars twinkled, as if they were looking at the cell on the ground, and the waning moon passed through the small window, and this moonlight was so desolate.

The dark cell was even colder because of the depth of the night.

In a dark corner, a young man, dressed in beautiful clothes that did not fit the environment, sat alone in the corner of his cell.

He had slept enough, and now he couldn't sleep.

This kind of time is empty and lonely, extremely empty and lonely. Because he's a game guy.

A game person will not know how to endure, let alone know how to endure.

They will only go to enjoy, enjoy the flashy years, the camaraderie of friends.

There is an evening breeze blowing in, slightly cool, which makes people very refreshing and very refreshing.

He didn't care so much about the smell of sweat in the cell

A person who has decided that he is dead will not care about anything.

In the dark cell, you Jiecao's gaze could not be seen.

His eyes were as calm as a frozen lake, and even if the wind rose, it would not wrinkle.

The prisoners, who roared and howled like wild lions in the morning, were already snorting heavily in the dreary night.

Kalie too, but You Jiecao thinks that he is not sleeping.

For he did not have a heavy snort, but lay like a dead man on the cold ground, like a dead man, motionless.

You Jiecao vaguely felt that something was going to happen tonight.

Is he going to die? He didn't know.

Now he is not afraid, because he has experienced something worse than death - waiting for death, and he is no longer afraid, how can he worry about death now?

Life and death are a wonderful thing.

Fate is also a wonderful thing.

If he hadn't come here, he wouldn't have known the world, and he wouldn't have seen so many beasts and plants that he hadn't seen before.

There will be no such danger.

Of course, there will be no such cute sister.

Thinking of You Qinglian, You Jiecao smiled, sincerely laughing.

"I don't know what my sister is doing now, whether she is scolding his murderer brother. ”

He said the same thing again.

The night was so quiet that you could hear the long chirping of insects, and they didn't seem to need to breathe, and they could chirp for a long time.

You Jiecao is very envious of them at the moment, because they are free.

And he is like a meat pigeon in captivity by his master at the moment, and he may be slaughtered at any time.

Of course, it's not a meal or a sake, because no one likes sweaty meat, just like a chicken full of smell, no one likes it.

There was the sound of footsteps in the night, and the footsteps were very soft, but the prisoners who had roared like a lion in the morning were awake at this moment, and the expression on their faces was now like that of a cat, a frightened cat.

Like You Jiecao, they were kept in captivity, and now the master's family has come.

The footsteps were very soft, and the prisoners were very startled, but You Jiecao still leaned against the dark corner.

A person who has faced something more terrible than death will no longer be afraid of death.

The sound of gentle footsteps had stopped, and it stopped in the black iron cell where You Jiecao was.

The prisoners in the other cells were sleeping again, snorting heavily, like sleeping babies, and they were very peaceful.

And the prisoners in the cell where You Jiecao is are like a frightened cat, far away, You Jiecao can also hear their heartbeats, only two of them have normal heartbeats, one is You Jiecao and the other is Kale.

There was the sound of chains in the cell, and it was clear that the cell boss was already open.

The heavy chains, due to the plucking of the cell head, collided with each other, stirring up a beautiful sound, like the laughter of a beautiful girl's silver bell.

It's like a baby's lullaby, and it's beautiful because the inmates in the other cells are already asleep and snorting.

And this lullaby in this cell is like a lullaby of the devil, making the hearts of the prisoners beat wildly.

It turns out that not only the king's banquet is liked to be done at night, but even the confession of the wicked is also liked to be done at night.

The nights are darker, and the nights are colder.

But it can't chill the hearts of the prisoners.

The door of the cell was already open, and a scar on his face made his face look like an egg, and the head of the cell, which was divided into two halves, was already standing in front of the door, although he did not hold the demon's sickle in his hand, but he was already very much like a demon, and the hairy leather surface made him more like a demon, a demon sent by God.

Come and take them to God to repent, and to see God, you must die!

The body of the prisoner shook slightly, it was really scared, because the body understands you best, and the body has the best acting skills, no need to practice, it will be in place at one time.

But they relaxed again, because the demon sent by God had already taken a man and gone away.

Kale, who was on the ground, sat up and sighed.

Constantly hanging his chest, like an ape, the ape beats his chest, feeling frustrated, and so is Karle.

He only hated his low strength and had no way to protect his little brother.

But suddenly he smiled again, slightly.

He had broken the law of stewardship for his little brother, and he had done enough.

This time he lay down, snorting heavily, and fell into a deep sleep in the dark night, in a cell as dark and cold as night, like a child tired of playing.

The nights are deeper and colder.

The insects outside the dungeon window no longer crowed, and the little beasts seemed to have returned to their nests after enjoying the greatest happiness in the world.

They will have a good dream tonight, because they enjoy the greatest happiness in the world.

Twenty beautiful blue flames, flickering in the darkness, illuminated the magnificent palace, as if two figures were reflected on the crystal ground.

A young woman with golden armor and a golden sword at her waist, full of pits, overflowing with happiness, her body is like an iron tower, and her white hand is holding a shining jade cup.

The other man, dressed in blue, had a little plum blossom on it, which was not the original of the garment, and the plum blossom was dark red, and it was not beautiful, and the garment was torn, and there was a big hole in it, revealing the strong muscles inside.

At this time, an entourage entered.

"Your Excellency, the prisoner has been brought. ”

The man in golden armor nodded, and his followers went down.

Subsequently, You Jiecao was brought by the cell boss.

The cell boss knelt down, said goodbye, and left.

You Jiecao looked at Volta calmly.

Volta snorted coldly and said, "Impertinent little ghost!"

This sentence is like scolding an impolite and reckless child, rather than teaching the eldest brother's child.

Karan frowned slightly, but he had a request for Volta, so he didn't speak.

At this moment, he said something that was unpleasant, and Karan also felt that it was inappropriate.

You Jiecao still looked at Volta coldly, that look was very familiar with Volta, he also hated You Yun because of this kind of look, this look was exactly the same as You Yun.

Volta looked stunned, then became furious, and said, "In the alliance, fighting is not allowed, don't you know this?"

His voice became louder and louder, like an angry lion, and he didn't know if the voice looked like it, but his expression was very similar.

Karan's brow furrowed even deeper, as if he was about to say something, as if he was worried about something, but he didn't say anything.

You Jiecao still looked at the king of Volta coldly.

Volta was even angrier, as if he had seen another Youyun, a powerful Youyun.

But he suddenly smiled again, and smiled happily.

He observed that You Jiecao's body surface did not have a trace of breath, and thought that You Jiecao was a remnant with a blocked qi sea, and it would be difficult to cultivate for the rest of his life.

He has a lot of experience, and he knows that some of the rumored treasures that can change the sea of qi do not exist at all.

"Haha! Uncle Volta was joking with you just now!"

He smiled very loudly.

But at that moment, You Jiecao clearly felt a depression, which was the depression of being killed, but he was no longer afraid.

Volta's expression was straight, and he said: "Although you have killed someone, the crime has been killed, but Brother You Yun is the only son like you, and Brother You Yun has made great contributions to the alliance. ”

When You Jiecao heard the news, there was no joy in his heart, no and no.

If it were Li Ming, who had just come to the other world, he would definitely be happy, but he was now a real person from the other world-You Jiecao.

Karan breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought it was over, but it wasn't.

Volta grinned and said, "However, the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped!"

His expression suddenly perked, it was the breath of a king.

"As the leader of the alliance, I will expel you, you are no longer a member of the alliance, from tomorrow, I will see you in the alliance's defense line, and you will be killed!"

Karan's face was already flushed, and it was an angry expression.

With a "bang", the delicacies with the wine were scattered on the ground, and a wine glass was already poured into the brightly colored wine.

"Volta, you villain, what did Brother Yun do to you at the beginning, you said! Now you treat Jie Cao like this! I really want to peel off your body and see if your heart is black!"

Karan has also turned into a mad lion at this moment, a mad lion who guards calves.

But he looked at You Jiecao, softened again, and said, "Can you change it?"

This tone, Volta was familiar, it was the tone of a former brother, soft and pleasant, like a fine wine in his hand.

Volta, however, said nothing, but that was the best answer.

With a cold snort, the wind was blowing, Ka Lan and You Jiecao had already disappeared into the king's hall, the wine glass poured in front of the hall was still dripping with wine, and Volta looked at the wine in the wine glass, and was not interested.

The night is bleak, the moonlight is bleak, and in this environment, no one will be in a good mood.

You Qinglian paced back and forth under a tree, her beautiful face sometimes painful, sometimes unbearable, sometimes shaking her head, sometimes contemplative. Changeable as a woman, but he's just a female warrior.

A female warrior who considers herself a female warrior.

The evening breeze blows her sideburns, and her face is beautiful and tiring.

No matter what kind of person he is, he will always feel tired after flying a long way, not to mention that he is a woman, a woman who looks like a girl.