Seven days later, it was Ye Feng's ending.

Changing into prison clothes, he sat in the dimly lit cell with a straw in his mouth.

This scene is exactly the same as when he first crossed here.

Shendu death row once, Yongding County Yada prison once, and Phantom Star Pavilion dungeon once.

The three have entered the palace......

Ye Feng thought about it, and unconsciously let out a somewhat self-deprecating wry smile.

How did you cross over and be so close to the cell? In my previous life, I helped the police solve the case and sent many prisoners to prison, but this time it was my turn.

The world is impermanent, and the large intestine encloses the small intestine.

This is a single room arranged by Ji Zhaoyang, in comparison, it is quiet and tidy, but there is still a faint smell in the air.

Ye Feng closed his eyes, thinking about how to survive this time.

After all, he is different from the beginning now, the Dao Sect, the Divine Machine Sect, the Purple Cloud Sword Sect, and even Yao Jianzhang, the dean of the Junqian Academic Qingsong Academy, who has had a one-sided acquaintance, are his backers.

It's just that among these backers, whose words can convince Song Gong and give Song Gong a step to change his mind?

"The Shenji Gate is not good, the Shenjizi and the white clothes under his command are all unofficial white bodies, and there is no intersection with the people in the officialdom."

"The Daomen is even worse, for five hundred years, the disciples of the Daomen have lived in seclusion in the Shenyin Mountain, not asking about the world, and this time they are just coming forward to subdue demons, and they have nothing to do with the people in the court."

"The Purple Cloud Sword Sect will definitely find a way to save me, but the current embarrassing situation of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect is only more than enough and not enough."

"Yao Jianzhang seems to like me very much, but Yangning attaches great importance to martial arts and light literature, and Junqian academics have no right to speak at all, so it is fortunate to be able to protect himself."

After thinking about it, Ye Feng shook his head, it seemed that he was more than lucky this time.

Gan.

With so many backers, no one can use them at critical moments.

Ye Feng leaned against the clammy and cold wall, thinking for a long time, but still had no clue.

I don't know how long it took for footsteps to be heard, followed by the smell of food.

Brother Facial Paralysis walked into the cell with a few officials, and put the food on a square table, four dishes, a pot of wine, meat and vegetarian.

"What else would you like to eat?"

The facial paralysis brother was expressionless, which made Ye Feng's mood a little unhappy.

"I want to eat Babao chicken." Ye Feng calmed down, picked up the wine bowl and took a big sip.

"Hurry up and eat, and I'll take you to meet someone after eating." Brother Facial Paralysis still has that face, and even his tone is very flat.

Ye Feng grabbed a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, and asked casually, "Who are you seeing?" ”

Brother Facial Paralysis looked at Ye Feng's eating appearance, and also reached out to pick up a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth: "I don't know, Master Ji asked me to tell you." ”

"Master Ji......" Ye Feng chewed the meat in his mouth repeatedly, and swallowed it with a sip of wine: "Don't eat it, take me now." ”

"Not eating?" Brother Facial Paralysis looked at the food that was still steaming on the table and blinked.

"Well, don't eat it, go now." Ye Feng put down his chopsticks, got up and walked out.

"Wait a minute."

As soon as Ye Feng came out of the cell, he was stopped by his facial paralysis brother.

"What's wrong?" Ye Feng turned his head and asked.

The paralyzed brother did not speak, but shook the chain in his hand and made a "whoosh" sound.

Ye Feng immediately understood, walked over with a smile, and stretched out his hands.

Brother Facial Paralysis nodded, leaned the chain on Ye Feng's wrist, and patted him on the shoulder again: "Let's go." ”

"Lead the way." Ye Feng dragged the chain and walked in the direction of the corridor.

The paralyzed brother behind him grabbed a large handful of jerky and stuffed it into his clothes, poured a bowl full of wine, and drank it all.

"Hey—" Brother Facial Paralysis put down the wine bowl contentedly and followed.

Ye Feng, who was handcuffed and shackled, followed his facial paralyzed brother into an interrogation room.

When Ye Feng first entered the Phantom Star Pavilion, he saw Ji Zhaoyang and Han Nian here, and was later recruited into the Nine Star Division.

Without the guidance of Brother Facial Paralysis, Ye Feng naturally sat on the chair with a very relaxed demeanor.

"What about people? Who should I meet? Ye Feng blinked, and began to guess in his heart.

After his accident, the people who can come in to visit him must be relatives, maybe his father and mother, or Lin Xiyao.

But he didn't tell his family about his accident this time, and Lin Xiyao probably hasn't received the news now, so who could it be?

"You wait here, I'll go tell Master Ji." Brother Facial Paralysis said.

Ye Feng waved his hand: "Go, go, I'll wait here." ”

There were no windows in the interrogation room, only a lamp on the table to dispel the darkness in front of him.

There is no concept of time here, let alone knowing whether it is night or day outside, and this feeling can make people fidgety and panic.

About a quarter of an hour later, footsteps were heard outside the interrogation room, the door was opened, and two jailers dragged in a bloody man with his hair scattered and covered in wounds.

The torture methods of the Nine Star Division, Ye Feng knows, all kinds of torture tools are enough to make people's lives worse than death, and they will not hurt their lives.

The two jailers threw their hands, and the man fell to the ground.

Ye Feng looked at it from a distance, and he didn't know who this person was, nor did he know whether it was a man or a woman, but he knew that the person had been tortured and was dying.

"This ...... What's the situation? ”

The bloody picture made Ye Feng feel a little inexplicably uncomfortable, and his body subconsciously dodged back.

As soon as the words fell, Ji Zhaoyang walked into the interrogation room with his facial paralysis brother.

"Master Ji...... What's going on? Ye Feng asked again.

Ji Zhaoyang looked at Ye Feng, then at the bloody man on the ground, reached out and grabbed the man's hair, and pulled it back hard.

Under the effect of the pain, the man let out a scream and raised his head.

At this moment, in the dim light, Ye Feng finally saw the bloody man's face clearly.

"Winter Spirit?!" Ye Feng was extremely shocked.

Dong Ling also saw Ye Feng at this moment, her eyes were full of tears, her expression was a little evasive, and there were long blood marks on the corners of her mouth.

"Master Ji, what's the situation?!" Ye Feng looked at Dong Ling, subconsciously raised his voice, and asked.

Ji Zhaoyang let go of his hand, and Dong Ling lay on the ground weakly, angry like a gossamer.

"What's the situation? You let her tell you for herself. After Ji Zhaoyang finished speaking, he made a look, and the paralyzed brother grabbed Dong Ling's arm and dragged her to the chair.

"Winter Spirit, what's wrong?" Ye Feng asked.

"Hall Master......" Dong Ling let out an incomparably weak voice, and struggled to raise his head and look at Ye Feng opposite.

Tears poured out of her eyes instantly, and the sobbing voice was accompanied by an apology: "I'm sorry ......"

Ye Feng looked at Dong Ling's appearance, he was instantly stunned, and once again cast his gaze at Ji Zhaoyang and Brother Facial Paralysis.

But at this moment, Ji Zhaoyang and Brother Facial Paralysis stood by the wall and didn't say a word.

Ye Feng looked at Dong Ling again, reached out to hold her hand full of wounds, and asked softly, "Dong Ling, is there anything you want to tell me?" ”

Hearing this, Dong Ling's body subconsciously trembled, withdrew the hand held by Ye Feng, and looked at him with apologetic eyes: "I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

Another apology, which made Ye Feng a little anxious: "What's wrong?" Say! ”

Winter Spirit sat down in his chair and didn't speak again, just crying.

Ji Zhaoyang shook his head and said coldly: "Let me tell you." ”

"She didn't sneak out of Xie Mansion at all, let alone go to the Purple Cloud Sword Sect by chance, all of this was arranged by the Shadow Sentinel Guard." Ji Zhaoyang said.

"Shadow Sentinel?!" Ye Feng frowned, and a trace of horror flashed on his face.

Ji Zhaoyang nodded and continued, "She was ordered by the Shadow Sentinel to go to the South Hall of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect to gain your trust. Wait until the Nine Star Division raids the Xie Mansion and secretly return to ......"

Ji Zhaoyang didn't continue, because Ye Feng had already completely understood.

This is another conspiracy against himself.

The seizure of Xie Mansion is a follow-up to Xie Xinzhi's case, and Dong Ling is also a follow-up.

The Nine Star Division's investigation of the Xie Mansion has already declared war on the Shadow Sentinel Guard, and it has even indicated that it wants to protect Ye Feng. The Shadow Sentry Guard naturally sensed the intentions of the Nine Star Division, and learned that methods similar to Xie Xinzhi could no longer be used.

Therefore, the Shadow Sentinel Guard wanted to use the Nine Star Division to get rid of Ye Feng.

Let the Nine Stars Division clean up the portal.