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Chapter 1763 Lie Yan: I want to assassinate your heart

The weight of the long sword could not push Dugu Lie down.

His head is held up.

in the dark.

That pair of star-like eyes looked at Murong Yan scorchingly.

Presumptuous and fanatical.

Murong Yan turned her head away and bit her lip.

She is afraid that she will fall.

"Press into the prison of Dali Temple." Murong Yan's light words revealed her feelings.

Dugulie lowered his long eyelashes, he was mad, and a trace of victory flashed in Hei Yao's eyes.

The prison environment is very poor.

It is cold and humid, and the smell of the airtight place is even more unbreathable.

In the sky prison full of weeds, Dugulie stood alone, feeling lonely.

He is not like a mortal, but more like a fallen nobleman.

The aura all over his body made the cell boss who wanted to bully him take a few steps back in fright, for fear that someone who was not careful would die under his sharp sword-like eyes.

He is waiting.

Wait for Murong Yan.

He believed that she would come.

In order to see Murong Yan, he would rather condescend to stay in this cell.

He was betting on her remaining affection for him.

Time passed slowly.

Dugulie kept that posture motionless, like a frozen sculpture.

The sound of footsteps came slowly from far to near, Dugulie's ears were very keen, after listening for a while, he saw his full eyes gradually dimmed.

Murong Yan, you really don't care about me.

Murong Yan sent the prison chief to interrogate him.

The jailer looked at Dugulie with a yelling voice: "I heard that this is a gangster, come here, and take him to the interrogation room."

wow.

The iron gate was pulled open, they wanted to pull Dugulie's arm, but were scared by his look and let go.

He strode towards the interrogation room with high strides, as if he was walking on the throne room of the imperial palace.

He sat on the iron bench and slapped his head on the table: "Say, what are you doing at Dali Temple in the middle of the night?"

"Assassinate Dali Siqing." He said indifferently, as if this matter was a very small matter.

"Assassinate the Minister of Dali Temple, I think you are looking for death!" The prison chief continued to interrogate: "Why did you assassinate the Minister of Dali Temple? What ulterior motive do you have?"

"Call your Dali Temple Minister here, you! You are not qualified to talk to me." Dugulie raised two sword eyebrows and said frantically.

"I think you're looking for death." The prison chief yelled angrily, comparing his momentum with Dugulie: "Come here, let's execute the sentence."

The fire burned on the iron sheet, the iron sheet was burning red, the prisoner held the iron sheet and scalded ferociously towards Dugulie's chest.

"Ah!" A painful scream spewed out from the prisoner's lips, the iron piece was easily turned by Dugulie and it was severely burned on the prisoner's chest, white smoke rose, and the prisoner's headache was unbearable Opening the conversation, the sweat was flowing: "Go, go and call Dali Siqing to punish this thief."

Dugulie threw the iron sheet aside, and said coldly: "I knew it earlier, so why bother?"

The prisoner curled up on the ground and howled in pain.

This method really works.

After a while, Murong Yan hurried over. She took a look at the half-dead cell leader, ordered someone to lift him down for treatment, and then coldly glanced at Dugulie with sword-like eyes.

He was wearing black night clothes, and his arrogant and handsome face made Murong Yan's breath suffocate.

She looked at him calmly: "Tell me about your purpose, I heard that you want to assassinate me."

They were the only ones left in the interrogation room, and the atmosphere was a bit weird.

Dugulie's tall body blocked the candlelight on the wall behind him. He stared at her charming and enchanting face with arrogant eyes, and slowly opened his lips: "Yes, I want to assassinate you, I want to assassinate your heart!"

(End of this chapter)