Sky Empire, in the underground prison of Sky Imperial City.
A large basin of cold water suddenly poured over from the front, making most people feel cold from the top of their heads to the tips of their toes. They closed their eyes in the wind and kept moving their lips, as if they were mumbling something, but the voice was too low, so there was no
People can clearly hear what he is saying. He poured cold water directly on his body and showed no sign of waking up. It was obvious that Yingfeng was indeed seriously injured at this moment, and this was definitely not an act.
"What should I do? Are we going to call a doctor for this guy?"
"Isn't this too good for this guy?"
"That's long-winded! Stop talking nonsense. This is an order passed down from above. We just need to carry it out conscientiously."
"Tsk, I got it, I got it! This pretty boy is really lucky."
"Lucky? I've heard about the general situation. Maybe unfortunate is more appropriate!"
Tiny conversations kept ringing in the cold cell, and with a series of distant footsteps, the entire underground cell returned to silence. In the distance, the vulgar words of the guards guarding the cell could be heard faintly.
With unbearable words, they talked loudly about their great achievements in various prisons (of course, the chatter of the guards could only be faintly heard in the cell), and they bragged to each other about how to hide it.
The women at home were having sex outside, as if they were in no one's land.
Yingfeng still hadn't woken up from his coma. He could only vaguely hear some people's conversations and the occasional footsteps. The most recent one seemed to be something like a doctor's diagnosis and treatment. Then he
Then he passed out again. Everything was like a dream. In this dream, Yingfeng's mind seemed to flash through one after another figures who seemed familiar to Yan Gui but could not call out their names. He felt
His whole body seemed to be stimulated by something and became alternately cool and hot, allowing him to continue to sleep without wanting to wake up.
"So tired... I really want to sleep like this forever, so that I can forget all the unhappy things, and maybe everything can start again?" Yingfeng opened his mouth slightly and murmured to himself as if he was saying something, his hoarse voice
The sound came out softly, and he kept calling "water" and "water". The strong sense of hunger and thirst made him finally blink his hazy eyes and finally wake up in the confused situation.
"It seems that I have had a long, long dream?" Yingfeng blinked his eyes continuously. He tried to take a deep breath, and then suddenly felt a sharp pain like acupuncture all over his body.
He began to try to take stock of his condition, and found that his whole body seemed to be covered with white bandages. He was lying on a large stone bed, and his limbs were also locked with special metal shackles, as if he was imprisoned.
The prisoners are average.
"Ah, bandages? Shackles? Prisoners? Imprisonment?" Yingfeng repeated the words he had unintentionally said with a puzzled expression. He found that he did not understand what the words he said actually meant. This kind of thing was simply
Very incredible.
Gently shaking his head to get rid of the unnecessary thoughts in his mind, Fengfeng began to look at the surrounding environment again. He found that at this moment he was in a small space of less than ten square meters, and the cold metal fence connected to the outside world.
There is a grate, and the ground is a cold and smooth granite floor. The ceiling is not high, and it is astonishing that it is really inside the cell.
"Ah, why am I here? Me, who am I?" Yingfeng murmured to himself, the look of doubt on his face getting more and more serious. At this time, he didn't know why but calmed down, and he quietly
Lying on the stone bed, quietly waiting for others to be judged. He knew that since he was thrust here, someone would inevitably interrogate him, although he did not understand what the word "interrogation" meant.
A strong headache came suddenly again, and Yingfeng was so painful that he wanted to scream. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he fainted again, as if he had never woken up.
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I don't know how much time passed, but the long-lost murmur came again, the cool and hot feeling on the surface of the body appeared again, and Yingfeng fell asleep again.
Awakening and then comatose, comatose and then awake again, mixed with the sudden treatment that I don’t know when. Under this situation, a month passed before I knew it. Maybe the medicine was very effective, or maybe it was
Yingfeng's strong body as a Soul Emperor played a huge role. After this month, Yingfeng's injuries were basically healed. At least now Yingfeng can speak normally, and he even recalled many strange things.
Although I have a lot of knowledge about beans, I can never remember who I am or where I come from.
In short, in short, Yingfeng has lost his memory.
Suddenly, one day, there were more footsteps than before from outside the cell. A large group of armored guards came in from the outside, and under their tight surrounds, member of the parliament Moro de Corballo
?The sky walked step by step with a fat belly to the metal fence of the prison where Yingfeng was. He put on a condescending and aristocratic face and looked at Yingfeng in the cell from top to bottom, with a clear flash in his eyes.
A hint of contempt and disgust.
"You guys are living in vain here just to take advantage of the Empire's job. Do you know how much food you have wasted by the civilians? You can't even guard a small cell, and you still have the heart to chat here and tell dirty jokes. That's what you are.
This empire's waste!" The wooden cane in his hand knocked on the ground hard, and Moroder yelled at the guards in the cell. It seemed that this was the only way to show that he was doing something. He looked at these with pride.
The guards who were responsible for guarding the cell looked like dead dogs, and then they slowly explained the purpose of their visit this time.
"I, Member of Parliament Moroder, came to this dirty place of yours this time to personally escort this prisoner to the front hall of the Parliament for a public trial! You stupid trash, why don't you open the shackles of this damn prison for me!?
"Morode yelled cursing, with a hint of impatience on his face. If it weren't for this damn mission, his noble Lord Morode would not have walked into this dirty ghost with dignity.
place.
Facing Morode's disgusting face, the guards in charge of guarding the cell showed fawning expressions, and did not dare to show even a trace of dissatisfaction on their faces. These aristocratic figures are extremely powerful and have a bad temper. If they are not careful, they will be very angry.
You may lose your iron job, but you cannot offend the lord at all! I still remember that not long ago, a tailor from the empire made a tailor-made evening dress for a nobleman. However, the evening dress did not fit him that night.
The poor tailor was directly criticized, and no big nobles were even willing to hire him to design clothes. But people familiar with the matter knew that in fact it was not the tailor who measured the wrong waist, but the waist of the noble man.
Well, can you blame the poor tailor?
Nobles are synonymous with being unreasonable. This has become widespread among the lower-class people, so no one is willing to offend a noble. This is the mood of these guards now.
Ignoring the fawning expressions of the guards, Morod squinted his eyes and looked at Yingfeng in the cell, not knowing what he was thinking. The door of the cell was opened, and Morod had no intention of entering.
He looked down at the prisoner Yingfeng who was sitting on the bed in a daze in the cell with a condescending gaze, curled his lips disdainfully, and then signaled the guards to take Yingfeng out quickly. He was still thinking about tonight's salon party, thinking about it today
In the evening, it is very possible to trick the little noble's daughter into bed and have a wonderful exchange of profound and simple words. The member of the parliament, Moroder, wished that this damn inappropriate parliamentary judgment would end as soon as possible.
Yingfeng walked out of this cold underground cell without saying a word and was escorted by the guards. He looked at the fat and fat member of parliament Moroder in front of him. He didn't know why he always felt strong discomfort in his heart. This feeling was very strange.
, this is obviously the first time he has met this fat man. Why does he feel unhappy when he looks at this fat man?
"Strange, things in this world are really inexplicably strange." Yingfeng shook his head gently, no longer wasting time thinking about things that he could never figure out. He paid attention to the scenery around him, and he found that after leaving the cell, he was led by the guards.
He seemed to have arrived at a solemn corridor. He walked along the corridor on the big red carpet. He left the corridor and passed through a garden full of roses. He also passed by countless unforgettable buildings.
, and then we were finally brought to a most glorious tall building.
The tall building gave people a huge sense of oppression, and it looked a bit like a religious church from a distance. The quality of the guards standing around was obviously not at the same level as those before. They were all wearing silver armor, and
None of them said a word, but they gave people a powerful feeling that one of them was as powerful as five.
These are the elites among the guards! At this moment, such a thought flashed through Yingfeng's mind. If these elite guards can guard this place, it can be imagined that this place is also a very important place for this country.
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Moroder arrogantly displayed his aura as a member of the parliament. He led the way with a figure-eight stride with a condescending expression, while Fengfeng was escorted by several guards.