Chapter 1537 (1/2)
When you came to the secret prison of the Royal Palace, Ke Yan was splashed with water. The bodyguard grabbed his hair and pulled him up severely. His eyes were bared and he asked, ”where are you hiding Mr. Liu?”
Ke Yan's face was weak, and his eyes were filled with hatred and regret. He bit his teeth and said, ”go! He's gone! ”
”Where are you going?” The bodyguard asked again. At the same time, he picked up a soldering iron with one hand. It was more threatening than the tip of Ke Yan's nose.
”I'm not his opponent,” Ke Yan said eagerly, sweating. ”He grabbed me, stole my token, and tied me to a tree and knocked me unconscious. I don't know where he went!”
The guard stabbed the iron into the water, and the white smoke came out.
”Is it true?”
Ke Yan nodded desperately: ”it's true! It's clear that he humiliated me, you, what's the use of your punishment for me! ”
The bodyguard bowed his head and pondered. After a while, he released Ke Yan and left the prison.
Outside the prison, the master has been waiting for a long time.
Report the result of the interrogation truthfully. The bodyguard listens to the king's words and says with a smile: ”I'll tell you that my wife is good at it and won't suffer any loss. Brother Rong is relieved now?”
Rong Leng's eyebrows are still locked, but he goes through the guard and enters the prison himself.
Qian Mengyao didn't want to go with him. The prison was damp and dark, with a heavy bloody atmosphere. He was as rich and delicate as he was, and didn't like to set foot in it.
But after waiting outside for a quarter of an hour, he saw that Rong Leng had not come out, and he eventually followed in.
As soon as he opened the prison door, he heard the prisoner's painful cry for help: ”I dare not to deceive you, my Lord, please be merciful and let the little one go...”
Qian Mengyao was just scornful of it. He thought that the master in the hands of the six kings could not surpass him. He was so timid that he could not entrust him with the task?
But the next moment, when he saw what Ke Yan looked like at the moment, he was silent.
A moment later, he swallowed his saliva, turned around and rushed out.
As soon as Yueshan Sheng returned to the mansion, he was about to enter the secret prison when he ran into qianmengyao.
Qian Mengyao's expression was poor. He covered his mouth and rushed to the pagoda tree in front of the house. He supported the trunk and retched one after another.
Yueshan Sheng frowned and patted his back. ”What's the matter?” he asked
Meng Yaomeng shakes his head fiercely. He points to the direction of the prison and signals Yue Shan Sheng not to enter.
The bodyguard next to him carefully explained: ”Rong is asking for a trial in person. He's fighting hard...”
Liu Wei is missing. His stomach is full of fire. Now he can't easily catch the culprit. Naturally, there are complaints and revenge.
Yueshan Sheng didn't know how hard the so-called fight was, but he knew that before rongling, he was in charge of zhengemen. I don't think we need to say much about the place. Everyone knows it.
Yue Dansheng is curious. Seeing that Qian Mengyao's whole body is empty, he sits on the stone beside and his eyes are empty. He hesitates for a moment, but he still goes in to have a look.
When he opened the door of the prison, he didn't hear a sound inside. He went on. Just after the corner, he saw the front of the stove.
The blazing fire reflected on his cold face. He held a soldering knife in his hand. The knife head had been blackened by the fire. He used the tip of the knife to poke at the charcoal at will, but his head didn't lift. Coldly he said, ”don't you want to say?”
The answer to him was Ke Yan's crying voice: ”I've said everything I know, my Lord, please let me go...”
Rong Leng, without raising his eyebrows and eyes, lifted the cautery knife, turned his body, and the flaming head of the knife went forward with a pestle
”Ah ah ah --”
the shrill shrieks were heard.
Yueshan Sheng could not help but be shocked. He walked two steps quickly and saw that Ke Yan on the scaffold had red fruits, skin and flesh. His whole body was almost wet with blood. And the blade of Rong Ling aimed at a knife wound in his heart. The wound turned white meat and bones were visible. But when it was burned, the white meat was roasted into red meat, and the skin and the blade were stuck together because of the high temperature Slice, injury plus injury, heartbreak at the same time, allow the edge and bad to use the tip of the knife to pick out the sticky meat, as if to dig out the red meat inside.