Chapter Seventy-Two: True Colors

Although the man was silent, Yao Yun still noticed that his body stiffened suddenly, his breathing was heavy, and thousands of deep hatreds could only be piled up in the depths of his heart.

Yao Yun was helped back to the Fuyun Courtyard, and she first cautiously glanced at the hidden markers that had been deliberately placed under the bed in the inner room. Fortunately, the marker is still there, and those who break into the dungeon must not have thought that she still has a back hand, and she is fully prepared.

Aosho-in.

"It's a dereliction of duty on the part of my subordinates, and please protect and punish them."

Xiao Er knelt on his knees at this time and kowtowed to plead guilty, his voice shivered slightly, and his eyes were also red and blurred. Thirteen is a good apprentice who he raised and taught by himself, and he is even more remorseful at this time.

Xiao Chengyu sank his dark blue eyelids, and sighed sadly: "Get up, I was careless, I didn't expect the people behind the scenes to be so rampant, and they also blatantly broke into the Duhu Mansion, just to give me a bloody warning." ”

"Dadu Hu, his subordinates really can't swallow this breath, so his subordinates will go and arrest him back ......"

"Xiao Er, when did you become so impulsive!"

"But, but I'm really ...... subordinate."

"If even you are so impulsive, you are playing into his arms. Don't you understand? The people behind the scenes are trying to get rid of my wings little by little, leaving me more and more isolated. ”

Xiao Chengyu waved him to come and carefully explained him to do another thing. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and he can only catch a big fish by putting a long line.

For more than ten days, the people in the Beiting Capital Protector Mansion have been panicking, and the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

It is rumored that the girl who was locked up in the dungeon was fortunately rescued in time. Lang Zhong said that although she was hit hard, she is now a little crazy and crazy. However, if you meditate and cultivate for a long time, you will definitely be able to recover from your soberness over time.

In the side courtyard, a group of guards guarded the side room tightly, like an impermeable iron wall, and even a small mouse and fly could not fly in.

Lang Zhong came here on time every day to consult and administer needles, the little maid who served delivered the fried new medicinal soup on time, and Yao Yun would also enter the house from time to time to take care of and inquire. Everything seems to be normal.

But in the middle of the night, in a certain room in the courtyard, the figures were bright and dark, flickering and impermanent, and at the same time the women's miserable, weak as a gossamer, and gloomy sobbing sounded. It was the lady who was going crazy.

On this day, Yao Yun deliberately went to the side courtyard to take a look, but when he came back, he was not as worried and anxious as usual, but full of spring breeze and smile.

"Bai Lu, today I finally breathe a sigh of relief, that Miss Niannian has improved, she can recognize who she is today, and she can still say a few words clearly."

"Mrs. Yao, that's great." Bai Lu made tea neatly on the side, her eyes full of relief, "Yao Niangzi, please use tea." ”

"Well, I'm in a good mood today, I just want to eat a snack to moisten my mouth, you go and ask Bai Zhi to make a white dew dumpling, make a few more, and I'll bring some to the poor girl Niannian later."

"Okay, slave maid go now."

When she got out of the house, Yao Yun's eyes changed suddenly, and there was a good show tonight.

In the evening, Yao Yun went to the side hospital again to visit the injury of the girl Niannian, and there was a small plate of Bailu dumplings in his hand.

After entering the room, she sat on the edge of the bed, gently put down the snack plate, and helped Miss Niannian to gather the brocade quilt.

However, after a while, Yao Yun left the house empty-handed, and the candlelight soon fell in the house.

The autumn breeze is blowing, and the dark night is boundless. At some point, a few heavy dark clouds drifted from the bleak sky, like a flood of beasts, about to destroy people.

White smoke rose from the southwest corner, bursts of smoke lingered, and the inexplicable strong fragrance of peach blossoms wafted out, and the four guards guarding in front of the house twisted their itchy noses, and suddenly felt that their bodies were sour and numb, and they fell to the ground in a daze.

Squeak –

A shrill sound pierced the long silent night, and someone pushed open a room in the side courtyard.

The visitor took a cautious step, searched around in the faint moonlight, and finally stopped at the innermost bed. The figure of the woman on the bed appeared, and at the same time, there was the sound of steady breathing.

The cold light flashed, and it was the man who ripped the corner of his mouth and raised the short dagger he carried with him, and was about to swing it towards the chest of the man on the couch.

Suddenly, the whole room was full of light, and the candle flame at the front of the room suddenly lit up, and the man wielding the knife was stunned by the light and shadow. Someone behind him had already pestled the hilt of the sword on the man's waist, and the neck was even colder, and Xiao Shishi on the bed put the long sword across his neck, and the man didn't dare to breathe.

Yao Yun appeared in front of him in a dignified manner, and pulled out a grim and dry smile: "Don't you catch it yet!" ”

Fourteen, who was kneeling on the bed, shook his wrist easily, and the long sword that was already in front of the man's neck got a little closer again, and a disgusting smell of blood wafted in, and there was already a scarlet blood mark in front of the man's neck.

The man threw away the dagger in his hand in vain, and was pushed forward step by step by Xiao Er behind him. In the end, her fair face was reflected in the candlelight, and the light was dim and clear.

"Bai Zhi, do you have anything to say?"

The delicate and delicate little lady in front of her changed her previous respectful and timid attitude, and her seductive Danfeng eyes were raised high, but she was actually glaring at her with her eyebrows.

"Hmph, there's nothing to say, just listen to it."

"Oh, and a little bit of a temper."

As soon as Yao Yun gave the order, she was escorted to a remote and clean room next to her.

The room was already set up with a special wooden couch with no obstacles around it, and a strange-shaped iron tool with a water droplet funnel.

Angelica's slender limbs were firmly tied to the four corners of the couch, and even the delicate jade neck was stuck with a long iron lock. She was lying on her back on the couch like a "big" character, completely unable to move.

In the end, her eyes were completely covered by a strip of black cloth, which was airtight.

A moment later, the long stream of water flowed through the arcing funnel that was obstructed by layers of obstructions, gasping into drops, and slamming down to the center of her forehead.

Tick – tick – tick.

There was silence in the room, except for the eerie sound of dripping water.

Bai Zhi, who was still calm before, pulled the straps of her limbs back and forth, trying to move away from the cold water flowing from the top of her head, but unfortunately it was useless, and as the minutes and seconds passed, she finally panicked.

"Y-What the hell are you going to do?"

"Bai Zhi, have you ever heard of the top ten most terrifying tortures in the underground palace of the Sui Dynasty in the past?"

Bai Zhi's body was shocked, and she bit her pale lips tightly.