Chu Yue half-squinted her eyes and murmured in a low voice. A flash of light flashed through her bright eyes, and she immediately said: "Take me to the dungeon."
"yes."
Then, Tan Zong led Chu Yue to the dirty and damp dungeon under the Cangyang Tower. In the dark space, the screams of the prisoners could be heard, and the air was filled with the stench of rot and blood.
Even though Tan Zong was a black-armored general, he would still feel slightly uncomfortable when he smelled these smells.
But when he looked at Chu Yue, he found that the girl in red shirt was calm and calm, as if walking on the ground, and her beautiful cheeks did not even show a trace of disgust. It even gave Tan Zong the illusion that she had long been separated from the world.
The darkness is integrated into one, but it is always breaking free from the shackles and yearning for the light!
"Wei Xinbo is being held here and has not been tortured yet."
Tan Zong came to the innermost cell.
Chu Yue stood outside the prison, her eyes as clear as water with a cold color, looking indifferently at Wei Xinbo who was handcuffed.
"Miss Ye, I was wronged. You must have misunderstood me."
The sleepy Wei Xinbo saw Chu Yue and spoke anxiously.
"Open the door." Chu Yue said.
Tan Zong opened the cell door and Chu Yue stepped in. The jailer moved a chair. Chu Yue sat down slowly, crossed her legs gracefully and said straight to the point: "Lu Qiong can't save you, only I can keep you safe."
out of this door."
Hearing the word "Lu Qiong", Wei Xinbo's expression changed drastically and he looked at Chu Yue in shock, his cloudy eyes suddenly tightening.
In an instant, Wei Xinbo's limbs felt cold and his whole body felt weak.
"I don't know what you mean. I am not guilty. I can walk out safely without anyone's help."
Wei Xinbo sat paralyzed in front of Chu Yue, suppressing the panic in his heart and pretending to be calm and calm.
"Yeah?"
The corner of Chu Yue's lips raised slightly, and she chuckled. Suddenly, she lifted up a long leg, stepped on Wei Xinbo's shoulder blade with her soft boot, and said jokingly: "Lu Qiong took Yu Siming to the Ghost Moon Palace for the auction. It seemed like he was with
The cooperation with the Prince of the Nether Realm is actually because of you."
Wei Xinbo was panicking, his heart was beating wildly. Every sound Chu Yue said was like a reminder, hitting the nail on the head and digging out the blood dripping under the dust.
"As we all know, Lu Qiong has a good relationship with the Prince of the Nether Realm. The Prince of the Nether Realm has special hobbies and loves half-demon. However, Yu Siming has always been locked up in Shenxuan Academy. Lu Qiong brought Yu Siming here in the name of the Prince of the Nether Realm. In fact, he wanted to
I'll trade with you and take pictures of Yu Siming."
"You like Yu Siming's skin, but what Lu Qiong wants is to occupy Yu Siming alone. There is a secret behind the Forest of Hundred Ghosts."
"And all of this will be covered up under the massacre of the Qingyuan Sect and the Sin Sect, making the world think that Yu Siming is dead. Erase his traces, and you and Lu Qiong can do whatever you want."
"But you didn't expect that the two sins are clearly exposed, and even the most foresighted plans will fail one day."
Chu Yue put down her long legs, leaned over slowly, and her jade hands were like steel. She quickly grabbed the chin of Wei Xinbo who was moving back. Her eyes were fierce and her voice was hoarse: "In these years, what bad things have you and Lu Qiong done?
, and it will never be just these.”
Wei Xinbo was terrified and wanted to escape, but was unable to break free from the girl's shackles.
As if being stared at by the god of death, Wei Xinbo broke into cold sweat all over his back.
From the side, Tan Zong glanced at Chu Yue in surprise.
"Wei Xinbo, Lu Qiong has given up on you."
Chu Yue sneered: "Even if I let you out now, do you think Lu Qiong will still trust you? She will just kill everyone and let you disappear from the world."
Chu Yue's words disintegrated Wei Xinbo's spirit bit by bit.
Wei Xinbo sat on the ground with his white hair scattered, full of decadence and dejection. After a while, he laughed to himself: "Lu Qiong is smart, sooner or later he will be defeated by a girl like you. Tell me, what do you want to know, but
Lu Qiong is careful and cautious in doing things and will not leave any clues."
"Tell me, is Ye Yue an orphan of the Ling Han clan?" Chu Yue asked again.