Chapter 125: I don't have a conscience, so you bear with it
Silly?
Listening to the man's words scolding her, Yunnan Yue twisted her eyebrows and was a little unhappy.
"You, lock the door."
In front of everyone, Yunnan Yue commanded the jailers to lock the door of the cell in Dali Temple.
"Huh?"
"Ahh
Ignoring the pale-faced jailer, Yunnan Yue rubbed her wrist and made a crisp joint sound.
The phoenix's eyes swept lightly over more than thirty people, and there were bursts of frost as far as the eye could see.
"Be a man, integrity-based. I'd like to believe that you're not my kindness, mainly because I'm so boring, and ......"
Whether it's the trafficker boss who showed her the way, or the group of vicious felons in front of her, they are all the same creatures in her eyes.
And she chose to believe that the old man led the way, and chose to open the lock of the cell door, not because of how true, kind and beautiful she was in her heart, to believe in what moved the world with sincerity.
I'm sorry, but she didn't move the top ten outstanding young people in the Night North.
Under the veil, a smile emerged.
"I'm a mercenary who doesn't distinguish between good and evil and has no conscience, and you are just valuable ants and worthless corpses in my eyes."
The ethereal voice echoed in the dark and damp prison of Dali Temple, obviously so good-sounding, the soft bones of all the people were soft, and the hearts of the charming people were crisp.
However, the killing intent hidden in the softness was extremely cold, like one sharp blade after another piercing their hearts unconsciously.
More than thirty people were tall, short, fat and thin, setting off the weakness and helplessness of the petite woman in white.
"Two choices."
Yunnan Yue, who stood in front of everyone and blocked the way, gave two choices.
"One, go back to the cell, two, stand up."
"Stinky, you alone want to stop us from rushing out? Who gives you the self-confidence, really think of yourself as ......"
Bang!
Before the rugged man could finish speaking, Yunnan Yue jumped up, clasped the man's cheek with five fingers and pressed it the ground and rubbed it, raising a cloud of dust around him.
After a while, when everyone's vision was clearer, they saw the burly man like a hill lying motionless on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"So, do you go back to your cell and sit quietly, or do you go to hell with him?"
Yunnan Yue slowly stood up and once again gave two choices.
"We ...... Let's go back to our cells. ”
Although there is only one woman in front of her.
The sense of oppression that could burst out of her body was terrifying, and it was the fear of blood suppression.
If the prisoners in the prison of Dali Temple are a group of heinous evil ghosts, then the woman in front of everyone who looks harmless to humans and animals in white clothes and veils is the dominant ghost king above them.
Glancing at the rugged man who had lost his breath, the prisoners returned to their cells against the wall, and locked the locks of their respective cells very 'understandingly'.
Except for one more corpse on the ground and one less person in the cell, everything was no different from Fang Cai.
Soon after, the locked door of the prison was opened, and dozens of officials of Dali Temple rushed in with knives, trying to stop the riots, but they were only confronted with the eerily quiet cell and the innocent face of Yunnan Yue.
"Look at what I'm doing, I don't really want to let them out, boring activities and numb limbs."
She is unscrupulous, not brainless, look at this group of people!
On the other side, in the public hall of Dali Temple.
Pei Zheng, the secretary of Dali Temple, interrogated Lin Moyan, and when the shocking wood in his hand was about to fall into a final case, the official outside the door ran forward and knelt on the ground with an unsteady plop.
"Big man, the Night King and the eldest prince of the Lu family are here, and they said they were coming to find a woman dressed in white and veiled."