When Du Yao and Zhuang Hao saw Di Qianmo coming in, they were so surprised that their mouths could be filled with a fist.

"King..." Zhuang Hao was stopped by Di Qianmo's indifferent look. His expression changed and he relaxed. He instantly understood that the prince had been captured on purpose.

"Qian Mo, why are you being..." Poison broke out in a cold sweat. The skills of those two mages were so high that she and Zhuang Hao couldn't resist, but there was no reason why even Emperor Qian Mo...

Zhuang Hao tugged on her sleeve to indicate that he would ask her later if she had anything to say.

The official in black looked disdainful, "These three are not as good as you. They didn't even resist. They followed me obediently. You should be more knowledgeable."

He glanced at Di Qianmo, who was still out of the world even though he was already on death row, with a rather jealous taunt, "It's a pity to have such a beautiful face. If you don't live for a few days, this beautiful face will be along with your neck."

..", he made a clicking gesture and laughed wildly.

Di Qianmo turned a deaf ear, knocked his eyes slightly and closed his eyes to rest.

The officer in black received no response and felt a little bored. He snorted coldly, waved his hand and led the officers and soldiers to retreat.

When they were all out of sight, Beibei lay down between the two cells and asked Poison, "How did you get caught? Can't you beat them?".

Poison's face turned red, and he nodded his head in shame, "Those two mages are indeed masters, and we accidentally fell into a trap. These two death rows are specially designed to hold prisoners who know magic. Our abilities are limited.

Can't escape."

Beibei realized it, made a sound, looked up and looked around, Zhuang Hao pointed to the cell of the other party, "Where is Zhong Wantong."

Opposite there was a man in prison uniform lying on the ground with his back to them, motionless. His back was densely covered with criss-crossing bloodstains from the whip. From what she could observe, the freshness of the bloodstains was different. At least he

I suffered one such beating every day.

She felt a little shocked when she saw it, so she looked back and said, "Have you asked him anything?"

"No." Zhuang Hao shook his head, "He was lying in this position when we came in. He couldn't wake up no matter how much we screamed. The brother next to him said he was Zhong Wantong."

"He's not going to die...", Beibei ran to Di Qianmo's side, "Di Qianmo, what should I do now?".

Di Qianmo slowly opened his eyes, glanced at her and said calmly, "Now you have to sit next to me obediently and don't run around."

Beibei was startled for a moment, then she reacted and bit his wrist angrily. Di Qianmo let her bite him calmly. Beibei felt bored and closed her mouth and looked at the row of marks left on his wrist.

His teeth flashed and he smiled and rolled his eyes.

Qiuqiu jumped down from her sleeves, looked around in confusion, and then jumped onto Beibei's lap, lying lazily on her back, licking her fur and washing her face, with the same handwriting as a kitten.

Di Qianmo glanced sideways at Qiuqiu, who had just woken up, and stretched out two fingers to pinch its ears and lift it up.

The stunned Qiuqiu suddenly woke up, his four paws fluttered in the air, and he grimaced in pain.

"You..." Di Qianmo pointed at Zhong Wantong in the cell opposite and said slowly, "Go and see if he is dead."

Beibei: "..".

Everyone: "..".
Chapter completed!