"Son! Today is the second day of the memorial ceremony. How do you think the master of the palace should punish us?" Yitian was wearing prison clothes and leaning against the wall. It had only been about half a month, but at this time, he couldn't tell at all what he had done in the past.
He looked so high-spirited when he was in Yiguang City.
His face was sallow and thin, covered in dirt, and his face was slightly sunken from hunger. His eyes were dim and dull. In just half a month, Tsukuda's hair had turned mostly gray, making him look more than ten years older.
The pterosaur on the opposite side was not much better. He was no longer as handsome as before. Instead, he was very unkempt and looked extremely haggard.
Hearing his father's hoarse voice coming from across the wall, he looked at the damp and narrow wall in front of him with empty eyes, and said in a low voice: "On the day of the sacrificial feast, if the Ice God made a blood sacrifice, we would have escaped. They all say
If you survive a catastrophe, you will be lucky. Father, will there be hope for us to leave here?"
leave here?
Yitian simply didn't dare to hope for this.
"Oh, we were caught by the Lord of the Hall of Light as heretics, and we can't escape the charges no matter what. Because no one will prove our innocence for us. In front of the Lord of the Hall, we are just ants. Death is the only result."
Yitian's sunken eyes were very unwilling to accept why he was so sincere but ended up in prison.
On the contrary, the despicable and shameless Bai people can participate in the sacrificial feast and enjoy superior treatment.
Even if he dies, he will not rest in peace!
Pterodactyl was very excited when he heard the word death, "Why? We are obviously unjust. It is not us who deserve to die, but the Bai people."
His eyes were blood red, and he was unwilling to accept that he was still young and had great years, but now he was buried in prison waiting for his life to pass.
"What was supposed to come has come." Yitian closed his eyes bitterly. The master of the palace must have sent someone to end their lives.
But who knew...
"When a person is about to die, his words are also good. I tell you, the Divine Envoy of Guangyang, that our Yi clan has never colluded with the demon clan, absolutely not. The collusion with the demon clan is the Bai clan, and it is also the Bai clan who has ulterior motives." Yitian was suddenly excited and filled with righteous indignation.
He looked up at Guangyang Road.
Who would have thought that after Guangyang waved his hand to make the prison chief retreat, he looked at Yitian sitting on the ground with unpredictable eyes and said, "I happened to hear the conversation between the two of you just now, but you have a lot of resentment towards the Bai people?"
The cell boss came over and opened Yitian's cell door directly. Then Yitian opened his eyes and saw Guangyang walking in from outside the cell door.
At this moment, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside, accompanied by the sound of chains.
The pterosaur next door also closed its eyes in despair.
As the personal envoy of the Lord of the Hall of Light, he was actually asked to carry out the death penalty himself?
Yitian couldn't help but smile sarcastically: "I didn't expect that the palace master would send the Guangyang Divine Envoy to come and take action in person? What a gift!"
Even though he was about to die, he still wanted to appeal because he was unjustly accused.
Guangyang stood calmly, looking at Yitian's appearance, and said lightly: "But the result is not that important now, because... the White Holy Palace has been promoted from the Nine-Star Holy Palace to the One-Star Holy Palace. Obviously...
Their methods are superior to yours."
"One-star Holy Palace? How is it possible?" Tsubasa seemed to have received a huge blow, and his eyes turned black and he fainted.
There is nothing more hateful than hearing on your deathbed that your enemy is doing so well.