There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 761 The Old Friend of the Yang Family, General Li (1)
Being imprisoned in the dungeon, Feng Ling was tortured, Yang Churuo watched helplessly.

Find a way out.

escaped.

A arrest warrant was issued and he was hunted down everywhere.

In order to save Yang Churuo, Feng Ling distracts the pursuers. Yang Churuo looks for her and meets Princess Xiyue.

Besieged and rescued the son of the desert lone wolf.

I learned that many years ago, a Yang Chunan came here and saved the desert. The reason why he stayed in the west was because Yang Chunan came from the west.In the dark dungeon, the smell of rotting blood filled the tip of the nose, and the sound of whips fluctuated, accompanied by the impatience of the jailer cursing.

"I let you kill, and if I let you kill again, I will beat you to death."

"Tell me, how did you sneak into the Holy Land? Where did you get in, and how did you kill Zhang San and the others? Tell me the truth."

"Pa..." In the dull cell, there were a few more heavy whipping sounds. The strange thing was that the young man whose hands and feet were hung on the torture rack was indifferent, and he didn't say a word.

The jailer cursed louder, and the whip in his hand greeted this white, indifferent and evil man unceremoniously.

This is the first time they have seen a prisoner deal with it so calmly after entering the prison, and it is also the first person who can remain silent after being whipped so many times. There was an illusion, an illusion that the person being beaten now is not him.

The jailer suddenly felt powerless.

This man, no matter how much he was whipped, he didn't react at all, just like a dead person, the punishment they were proud of was useless on this bloody young man.

"Are you dumb? Didn't you hear me?" The jailer grabbed his hair and forced the young man to look at him.

The jailer succeeded, and the young man did look at him, but the jailer was also taken aback.

The young man who had been beaten for many days was supposed to be dying, but his eyes were cold and terrifying, as if there was a bloodthirsty murderous intent permeating the air.

The jailer always thought that he had come back from a trip through the gate of hell, and it seemed that the young man who had no strength to fight back in front of him was like a god of death coming, and could take his life away at any time.

The jailer felt inexplicably that this boy he had never seen before might not be something he could afford.

Although he was taken into captivity, his aura of looking down on the world, his noble and elegant arrogance are not something ordinary people can possess, especially his bloodthirsty eyes, which have the dominance of being the only one in the world.

The jailer was frightened for a moment, and looked carefully at the person in front of him again, his body was limp and limp, his narrow and beautiful eyes were tightly closed, he couldn't see anything at all, let alone any bloodthirsty murderous intent.

The jailer thought he had misread just now, and couldn't help cursing himself as a coward, and whipped him hard again in frustration.

"If you don't tell me, will you? If you don't tell me, I'll beat you to death. It depends on your body or your mouth." The jailer's hands were sore, and he whipped him down hard. He couldn't believe it. He lived such a long time, could it be that he couldn't even deal with a small boy.

In the dark cell, as before, the sound of whipping and cursing came and went, and the sound penetrated.

In another separate cell, a dirty woman looked at everything in front of her indifferently.

The woman couldn't help being dirty, and her face was also very dirty. She couldn't see her face clearly, but she had a good figure and exquisite appearance. Just looking at it with a glance made people's imagination run wild.

Although the woman was dirty, her eyes were so clear that there were no impurities.Or to put it another way, those eyes were clear, but in fact they were so deep that it was hard to see what she was thinking, because those eyes were too calm, terrifyingly calm, revealing a vicissitudes of seeing through the world.

(End of this chapter)