Princess, be nice

Chapter 1059 Special Imprisonment Trait Cage

"It's too late."

Xie Ci stood up unhurriedly, and swept away the creases on his body.

Being grabbed by Yuan Miao, Xie Ci had quite a few creases on his body.

Looking at his slow movements, it seemed that he didn't take his own existence into his heart at all.

Yuan Changhuan closed his eyes, and asked in a cold voice, "What do you want to do, do you want me to die?"

"You can't kill me now, and I can't kill you, and you and I hate each other, why don't we just die and never communicate with each other, how about it?"

"Our mother and son will not hinder your eyes."

Knowing that Xie Ci would not agree, Yuan Changhuan dared to say such words.

She understands thank you.

Xie Ci knows her better.

"Have you finished?" He asked casually.

Then put away his slender fingers, and stood leisurely and coldly on one side.

His brows and eyes are cold and lonely.

It was faintly gloomy and cold.

Like a hidden hunter, when you are not paying attention, it will give you a fatal blow.

In Yuan Changhuan's view, Xie Ci is like this now.

Hearing his words at this moment, Yuan Changhuan frowned.

The hands curled up under the sleeves.

Hold on tight.

The lively and fragrant face was stained a bit dark, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing. After finishing speaking, I will meet a few people with me."

With that said, he stepped up and walked outside Xingzhixuan.

The direction happened to be known to Yuan Changhuan.

It is the dungeon.

She had resigned with thanks.

The hand in the sleeve made a simple gesture.

One side followed.

Because she has an ominous premonition.

The further you go to the dungeon, the more suffocating the air is. There are iron prison doors on both sides, which are indestructible.

The cost is even more expensive than gold.

Thank you for using black iron to build the prison door...

Yuan Changhuan closed his eyes, and said coldly, "You have accumulated a lot of money over the years, and the position of Emperor Teacher is quite fat."

Some people are used to making war money.

Regardless of the suffering of the common people.

now.

In Yuan Changhuan's eyes, Xie Ci seemed to have become such a person.

It chilled her heart.

She thought that Xie Ci was still a good official who benefited the people.

Now it seems.

People will change, or Xie Ci hid it too deeply back then.

He even deceived himself.

"Thank you, but it's a pity that no lady has spent money for me these years, so I spent it elsewhere. Do you like Xuan Tie?"

Then, without waiting for Yuan Changhuan's answer, he continued.

"There are still a lot of prison doors left, just enough to refine a cage. What shape do you like?"

"Round or square or irregular?"

"I don't like cages of any shape." Yuan Changhuan gritted his teeth and replied.

She knew that Xie Ci could really do it.

After all, he locked himself with chains a lot back then.

Over the years, his temper must have become more perverted.

It is not surprising that he can come up with any kind of black iron cage.

It's a pity that she is no longer Yuan Changhuan who is at the mercy of others.

Xie Ci wanted to lock her up, but it was not that easy.

"So you don't like cages, do you still like chains? You have a long-term affection for these things." Xie Ci laughed indifferently and evilly.

In a dark and dank dungeon.

It's like walking on the road of forgetting the river of hell.

The cells on both sides are like flowers on the other side to welcome the dead.

Everywhere is weird.

Gloomy everywhere.

It's like thanking this person now.

Not warm and sunny at all.

It's all dark and boundless.

"Hehehe, then you are wrong, I don't love anything."

There is something in the words.

Xie Ci's originally dull face was about to drip ink.

If it wasn't for fear of scaring her away, it would be difficult to snatch it next time, how could Xie Ci endure.

(End of this chapter)