She glanced at Shangguan Cheng and slowly hooked the corners of her mouth.

Feng Yan walked in with Steward Qin and Qin Qi, and the door of the stone room was opened in an instant.

The crazy and stupid person who was numb in the original house instantly lit up in his eyes after seeing Steward Qin, and his breath became unstable.

The first to react was an old man in sackcloth, who first jumped up from the bed, and then wailed like crazy: "Let me out, please, let me out." ”

He naturally remembered what Steward Qin said when he was first arrested.

You can get out of here by handing over your mastery.

He was conceited and arrogant, so he naturally refused to pass on the martial arts of the sect, and Steward Qin was not angry, he just asked him to think about it, but he didn't want to think about it for seven years.

In seven years, he didn't see a single person except the mute boy who delivered food, and he lived like this for seven years, "I said, I'll say anything, let me out." ”

Feng Yan's eyebrows swept over everyone in the room, and finally landed on Chang Geyue's body.

Chang Geyue's heart tightened, wouldn't she be recognized just by looking at her face!

But he didn't want Feng Yan to snort lightly, but he didn't immediately grab Chang Geyue to peel off the skin and bones, but said: "Pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are waiting." Qin Qi immediately asked the person behind him to bring pen and ink.

The old man in sackcloth picked up the brush with trembling hands, but in his heart he missed the feeling of writing, and the hand that put down the pen was still trembling.

Chang Geyue glanced at the old man in sackcloth, and her heart tightened slightly.

This man does not know how many years he has been imprisoned in this slap-sized place, and I am afraid that the desire for freedom has tormented him all these days and nights.

It's good that you're not as crazy as the Sect Master of the Poison Sect.

The other people in the room saw that the old man in Mai was quickly writing the secret book of his sect, as if he was afraid of being left behind, "I also write, I also write." ”

"I'll write first, my martial arts are more important."

"Nonsense, my, my medical books are more subtle."

Chang Geyue couldn't help but glance at Feng Yan, there was no expression on the man's face, and there was no emotion in even a pair of gloomy eyes.

The whole person sat on the chair slightly lazy, and a pair of phoenix eyes further highlighted the delicacy of the man's face.

But in such a bewitching beauty, she couldn't see the slightest bit of femininity, as if only the coldness of killing and decisiveness belonged to this man.

The people below argued, and Feng Yan snorted lightly, "Give them four sets of pen, ink, paper, and inkstones." ”

Chang Geyue frowned, four sets of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, but there were more than ten people below, including her and Shangguancheng.

Sure enough, the people below were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes showed ruthlessness, and they slapped their palms mercilessly at their former prison friends.

Chang Geyue chuckled, but in her heart, she refreshed her understanding of Feng Yan again.

This guy is really brutal and has no lower limit, and a light sentence is enough to make the people below fight for life and death.

In a few breaths, an old man in a white cloth shirt vomited blood, and the whole person fell to the ground, dying.

However, a little impatience flashed in Feng Yan's eyes, but at this time, Shangguan Cheng said to Chang Geyue: "Aren't you ready to make a move?" ”

The corners of Chang Geyue's mouth lifted slightly, and then her voice spread her hands with a little helplessness, "I can't beat them." "This is not only Feng Yan and his party, but also these strange old men in the house.

Shangguan Cheng snorted, with his martial arts, he could naturally see that although Chang Geyue's martial arts were not as good as these people, he was not a character to mess with.