In the depths of the dungeon, moss mixed with dull bloodstains emitted a rancid smell.

Xie Yuanjun's hands and feet hung at a strange angle, and the broken bones came out of the flesh, with a trace of blood.

Yet there was still a maniacal smile on her emaciated face, and she kept squeezing gurgling sounds out of her throat.

Xie Wei walked slowly into the prison, his eyes were as heavy as ice, and his body was full of evil energy, as if he was about to see blood in the next second.

Zhao Ning's words still echoed in his ears: "In the past, every foggy day, Xie Yuanjun would have nightmares, call the name of the thirteenth elder brother, and beg him not to ask for his life. ”

Later, Xie Yuanjun found an old Taoist priest who was famous for killing ghosts, and ......

Chapter 323 of "The Tent of the Seductive Spring Festival" Secret Prison Interrogation, Re-examination of Identity I am in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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