The gloomy moonlight shone down on the roof of the hall with double eaves.
Leng Ye looked coldly at the prisoner in front of him who was shaking into the chaff, and suddenly felt that this situation was very similar to the night when he imprisoned Xuanfengqian in the Jiuyou magic prison.
Suddenly, he felt a dull pain in his heart, which made him unable to breathe.
A total of fifty people
He still couldn't believe that he had pushed her into the wolf's den with his own hands.
At that time, she must have been very desperate, right?
Damn it!
He really deserves to be damned.
Leng Ye closed his eyes heavily, fearing that the fragility in his eyes would be watched by others.
The criminals who were close together begged for mercy after learning of Leng Ye's purpose.
"The little one didn't mean to offend Empress Xiantian, but I hope the demon will calm down!"
"Mozun Mingjian, the little one is just following your orders."
"Besides, although Xiantiandiji's body looks very attractive, it's really hard to eat. Don't look at her as beautiful as a flower, but her chest is as hard as a stone."
Leng Ye got up suddenly, strode up to the prisoner who was grumbling, stretched out his hand suddenly, and wrung his neck.
"Jing Zhe, pulled out his tongue and fed it to the dog."
While cleaning his hands slowly, he ordered Jing Zhe in a cold voice.
Seeing this, everyone was so frightened that their legs went weak, and they didn't dare to say anything easily.
They pushed and shoved each other, hoping that the eloquent short head Tuo could successfully persuade Leng Ye to spare their lives with that three-inch tongue.
After pondering for a while, Aututuo finally plucked up the courage, and took a step forward with difficulty on both knees, "Mozun, what I said is all the truth, if you don't believe me, you can test Xiantian Diji's body, she Really like a man, his figure is so bad that it's hard to say."
Leng Ye's eyes darkened slightly, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Except that he didn't do the last step, he had already looked at her all over.
In his opinion, she is obviously a peerless beauty.
But why in the eyes of this group of criminals, her figure is so poor that it is hard to talk about it?
Thinking of this, Leng Ye's ruthless gaze fell on the dead body just dug out of the grave.
"Jing Zhe, have you checked the cause of his death?"
Jing Zhe shook his head, and said in a low voice, "It's the subordinate's dereliction of duty."
"Quickly announce the work, and let the succubus come over by the way."
Leng Ye sat back on the grand teacher's chair again, his voice trembled slightly, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, hoping that the autopsy results would be as he thought.
After a while, Wu Zuo hurried over with the wooden box.
He took a deep breath, and just about to take off the clothes on the dead body, he realized that the clothes seemed to be paper-pasted, and would shatter when touched.
"Strange! Why does it seem like you have been abused by inhumans?"
Wu Zuo muttered in a low voice, seeing his ordinary appearance, he shook his head again, "It is absolutely impossible for such an appearance to arouse people's animal desires."
However, when he discovered the bruises left on the body of the dead body, he finally deduced his real cause of death based on these mottled green spots.
"Has it been tested?"
Leng Ye straddled the grand master's chair, leaning his elbows on his thighs, and asked anxiously what he was doing with his increasingly serious face.
Wu Zuo nodded, and said cautiously, "Unsurprisingly, he should have been tortured to death. Looking at the bruises all over his body, it is absolutely impossible that there is only one person who committed the crime, at least a dozen people."
Hearing this, Leng Ye finally heaved a sigh of relief, and lay down on the grand master's chair as if relieved of a heavy burden.
And his originally dark face suddenly glowed with a little joy.
It seems that his guess is correct.
Xuan Fengqian really wasn't humiliated by this group of criminals, the one who really suffered should be this half-decomposed corpse.
When Jing Zhe heard what Wu Zuo said, he immediately understood.
He bowed slightly, and asked Leng Ye in a deep voice, "Mozun, what should we do now?"
"Just pretend you don't know anything, and tie the fifty heads into a bouquet and send them to Qingfeng Hall."
"Mozun, aren't you afraid of scaring Empress Xiantian?"
"How can she be so timid? Just do as the deity says."
It can be said that Leng Ye feels comfortable all over at this moment.
However, just to be on the safe side, he still wanted to ask the succubus what happened that night.
??Crossing Erlang's legs leisurely and carefreely, his heart complained that he could finally sleep peacefully.
But in the blink of an eye, he suddenly thought of Xuanfeng's pale and flawless arm.
Logically speaking, her Shougong Sha should still be there.
But he had personally tested it before, and her Shou Gongsha had indeed disappeared.
Could it be that Xuan Fengqian really had private relationships with other men?
Is it Dijun, or Fuchen
Or, it was Yu Chen, the second prince of the West Sea who Qi Yuan said specially sent snow lotus flowers from Chiqing Mountain?
Leng Ye's heart was tightly blocked, and he kept saying that he didn't care about it.
He also knew that the filthy self had no right to ask Xuanfengqian to guard his body like a jade for him, but no matter what, he felt uncomfortable.
All along, he had dreamed of taking her as his own and making her completely his woman.
But now, someone took her one step ahead of him.
For him, this is really a bit unacceptable.
If he is allowed to find out who that wild man is, he will definitely smash him to the bone and turn him into ashes!
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Leng Ye's heavy palm landed on his thigh, and the bright red blood spurted out.
"Mozun, are you alright?" Jing Zhe asked with concern.
"fine."
Leng Ye lowered his eyes, staring at the blood-colored robe, his brows were tightly knit together.
"WaterIs there anyone? I want some water"
Just at this time, a woman's low sobs suddenly came from the depths of the corridor.
Just hearing his voice, one knew that his body was extremely weak.
Leng Ye slowly came back to his senses, and asked the jailer in a deep voice, "Who is calling?"
The jailer replied respectfully: "Reporting to Mozun, it's a little soaring snake named Zhimo. Before that, she threatened that she was pregnant with your flesh and blood."
"At the end of childhood"
Leng Ye stood up and strode deep into the corridor.
He wanted to see what kind of woman dared to lie about being pregnant with his flesh and blood.
In the prison cell, a frail woman with a pregnant belly curled up on the straw mat was tapping the wall weakly.
Seeing a pair of black dragon-patterned boots suddenly appeared outside the iron window, she breathed a sigh of relief and said in a soft voice: "Water Please do me a favor and give me some water."
"Say, who sent you here?"
Leng Ye stood in front of the iron window, coldly looking at the pretty woman in the cell.
"The Demon Lord"
Zhimo raised her head slowly, seeing Leng Ye looking at her without turning her eyes, and a little hastily straightened her messy hair, "Zhimo has seen the Demon Lord."
"Who sent you here?" Leng Ye repeated impatiently.
"If you go back to Mozun, the concubine was brought back by you from Wuwanghai a few days ago." Zhimo held her pregnant belly with both hands, and stared at Leng Ye warily.
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