love is not allowed in hell

The Imperial Army led Xie Weixian to the prison and handed it over to the jailer.

Those jailers were still the same group that tortured and guarded Gu Liye.But the difference is that when the target of guards changed from Gu Liye to Xie Weixian, these people's faces were not very good.

Gu Liye is the son of a criminal minister, anyone in the capital can step on him.Moreover, he doesn't practice martial arts, and he doesn't have any skills in martial arts, so he can subdue him casually, so there is no need to be afraid at all.

Xie Weixian is different.This master has even beheaded the lords of foreign races, and he has killed countless people on the battlefield. It is estimated that these little jailers will be knocked down in an instant in front of him.There is no way to deal with people condescendingly, and the faces of these jailers will naturally not be very good-looking.

But Xie Weixian's hands were handcuffed by these imperial guards long before he came, and he didn't have a sword on his body. Looking at it like this, it was very difficult for him to make a move.

The hearts of the jailers were relieved at this moment, and several guards stepped forward, and briefly told the jailers what had happened with complicated expressions.

"Xie Weixian just killed a few forbidden soldiers in Chaoshang, and even chopped off the head of Master Cheng, and also shot at the Holy One." The forbidden soldiers said with a somewhat ugly face, "The crimes are all serious crimes, Mr. Feng said Put it in prison first, and wait for him to discuss with His Majesty how to deal with it."

Xie Weixian is already a sinner, so naturally he doesn't need to be honored as Lord Marquis anymore.

These forbidden soldiers turned their heads to look at Xie Weixian frequently while talking, it seemed that they were also quite guilty.

When the jailers heard this, they all looked at him with surprise, astonishment or disgust.

Chen Liye also looked at Xie Weixian.

Xie Weixian's eyes were still red, and he was turning his head to look elsewhere, as if what the Forbidden Army said had nothing to do with him.

Then the guards left.After the jailers discussed with each other for a while, some of them stepped forward and said, "Take Xuanjia, be honest."

Xie Weixian glanced at him and shrugged.

He didn't speak, but the meaning was obvious - you can do whatever you want.

The jailers stretched out their hands and took off the mysterious armor on his body, and even took off his iconic long black cloak. They huddled together without looking at them, threw them away, and then took him to the In the prison, one of them stretched out his hand and pushed him into the prison.

Chen Liye followed in.The prison door was closed by the jailers, making a lot of creaking noises.Afterwards, the jailers hung several large locks on the cell door.

Chen Liye looked at Xie Weixian.

Xie Weixian's hands were still handcuffed.After entering the prison, he found a random place and sat down. After staying for a while, Xie Weixian raised his hand again, quietly took off the ring pendant around his neck, and put it in the palm of his hand.

He stared at the ring in his palm and stayed there for a long time.After a long time, he clenched his hands into fists again, clenched the ring tightly in his palm, and then quietly hid it in his sleeve.

After hiding it, Xie Weixian kept his head down, not knowing what he was looking at, and what he was thinking about.

Chen Liye looked at him, feeling so depressed that he was dying, and a lot of questions arose.

He remembered Xie Weixian's sudden swing of the sword tip when he was attacking Ming Lun with his sword.

Like a sudden change of mind.

Why on earth did it stop?

Why didn't you start?

He must have known the consequences of stopping at that time.He knew that he would be arrested and imprisoned, and that the consequences would be disastrous...

He knew it clearly, but he still held back—why?What is he trying to do?

For the first time, Chen Liye couldn't understand Xie Weixian.

Xie Weixian just sat on the ground so quietly, with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

After standing for a while, Chen Liye sat opposite him.

It was dead of night outside.

Xie Weixian didn't move, just lowered his head like that, occasionally he could hear the sound of him breathing in, wondering if he was crying.

Time passed like this for a long time.When the light broke the next day, someone came.

Footsteps sounded lightly and leisurely outside.Xie Weixian raised his head, he hadn't slept all night, his eyes were still red, his face was a little haggard and there were two lines of tears.

Feng Huang was standing outside the prison with a smile, dressed brightly, and the jailer was unlocking the prison door for him.

"Morning, thank you Marquis." Feng Huang greeted him sarcastically, "Did you sleep well?"

Xie Weixian didn't answer him, but stared at him with red eyes.

Feng Huang didn't seem to be able to see. After the cell door was opened, he walked in.Several jailers followed him in, while others turned and left.

Xie Weixian was still sitting on the ground, he glanced at the jailers who turned their heads away, and then looked at Feng Huang again.

Feng Huang smiled and said: "You were really brave last night. There should be very few people in history who dared to kill people in court."

Xie Weixian remained silent.

Feng Huan didn't care whether he said anything, and continued on his own: "Your Majesty was scared to death by you yesterday, and was so angry that you kept me until midnight. According to Your Majesty, he wants to You have to die, but you can't die easily. So..."

When Feng Huang said this, the jailers who had gone out came—and moved a table.

Feng Huang's words stopped abruptly, and he stepped back, making room for the jailers to move the table between himself and Xie Weixian.

The table was covered with instruments of torture, and the instruments of torture were still covered with dripping blood, which looked shocking.

Seeing the blood, Xie Weixian's eyes suddenly trembled slightly.

Feng Huan seemed to see through what he was thinking, suddenly smiled again, and said: "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, this is used by Gu Liye."

Xie Weixian's complexion suddenly changed, and anger and hatred all rushed to his face.He gritted his teeth in hatred, and immediately stood up from the ground, scrambling and scrambling, and was about to rush up with his handcuffed hands.Judging by that posture, it is estimated that even if his hands and feet are gone, he can still bite Feng Huan to death with just one mouth.

But the jailers beside Feng Huang were not vegetarians, they rushed up immediately, held Xie Weixian down, and pushed him against the wall.

These jailers were all tall and thick, with a burly figure, and Xie Weixian was not a strongman, his hands were still handcuffed, and he didn't have a sword at hand, so he could only move for a while.

"...Feng Huang!!!" Xie Weixian was pressed against the wall and couldn't move, but the resentment in his heart was as high as the sky, and he was angry and hated, so he yelled, "You motherless dog!! Why does he need you to do this!?! Use this kind of thing!? This kind of thing is for captives!! It’s for dead soldiers who don’t want to talk!!! He’s so fit that you can use this kind of thing !!?"

Feng Huang shook his fan with a smile, and after hearing Xie Weixian's words, he laughed briskly twice, the fan swayed even more joyously, shaking his hair fluttering, and said: "I know, but he's a weakling How about it, what does it have to do with me? He can't even open his mouth, isn't that the same as a dead man?"

"you……!"

Xie Weixian wanted to scold again, but suddenly, he felt his hands loosen.

He was stunned for a while, and looked down, only to see that the iron shackles that originally bound his hands were untied by these jailers.

Xie Weixian didn't know what kind of chess this group of people were playing for a moment, and was stunned for a moment. Then, a jailer suddenly grabbed his hair, pushed his head down and pulled him forward, a shackle It was clasped around his neck.

It was an iron shackle hanging from the ceiling. It was used to clasp the neck of the prisoner. It was made like a collar, and when it was around people, it was like a dog.

Seeing this, Chen Liye panicked immediately, he called Xie Weixian's name and ran up, grabbed him, but it was empty again.

Chen Liye: "..."

Nobody here noticed him, and he couldn't change anything.Afterwards, the jailers locked Xie Weixian's hands with prison shackles.After doing this, the jailers stepped back and returned to Feng Huang's side.

Feng Huan went on to say: "Okay, forget about Gu Liye, let's get back to business. Your Majesty has something to say, you must die, but you can't die too easily. So, I will punish you... Ling Chi."

Chen Liye was startled.

what?

Xie Weixian's eyebrows twitched, and he clenched his teeth.

"It just so happens that the jailers here use the same method of extorting confessions as Ling Chi." Feng Huang said with a smile, "What a fate, Xie Dahou, you can die in the same way, and you two can be regarded as destined people. You can be content."

Xie Weixian didn't make a sound, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the chain that clasped his hands tightly, the chain was so hard that his hand hurt.

Without saying a word, he clenched his teeth, his eyes trembled, and he stared at Feng Huang, as if he was biting up the hatred and swallowing it into his stomach.

...Obviously she was yelling at him just now.

What on earth is he going to do! ?

Chen Liye looked anxiously.He originally guessed that Xie Weixian brought himself in to surprise Feng Huan, but right now he didn't seem to have that intention at all.

go on like this...

Chen Liye looked at the instruments of torture on the table.

... If this continues, he will really be executed!

Feng Huang closed her fan, turned around and took a few steps back, moving a little away, as if she was afraid of being splashed with blood.

Then, he gave the order: "Do it."

Several jailers picked up the instruments of torture on the table and walked towards Xie Weixian.

Chen Liye saw the blood dripping from the instruments of torture.

He looked at Xie Weixian.

Xie Weixian clenched his lips, staring at the instruments of torture, without saying a word, motionless, struggling without struggling.

... move.

The jailer walked up to him and raised the knife in his hand high.

Xie Weixian looked coldly at the gleaming knife, then closed his eyes, as if he didn't intend to struggle at all.

...you move!What on earth are you going to do! ?

Chen Liye couldn't bear it any longer, and called out to him in a hoarse voice: "Xie Weixian!!!"

Xie Weixian couldn't hear him calling him, and Chen Liye's call couldn't change anything at all, the knife that was supposed to fall finally fell.The knife slammed into Xie Weixian's shoulder, pierced his clothes, and pierced hard into the flesh.

Blood splattered.

Chen Liye's eyes were stung by the splashing blood, he slowly opened his eyes wide, and felt as if the knife had landed on his shoulder for a moment, his whole body was numb from the pain.

Xie Weixian didn't cry out, his whole body shook, his hands gripping the iron chain tightened violently, trembling violently, he bit his lips tightly, as if trying his best not to let himself cry out.

If a person who has been tortured does not bark, that is an insult to the torturer.

Of course the jailers thought so too, so the man drew his knife and stabbed him again.

Another person also came forward and cut his chest with a knife.

Knife after knife.

again and again.

Xie Weixian never yelled, he held on to the iron chain tightly, his teeth chattered, his eyes were blurred, and he never yelled.

The more he forbears, the more the jailers want him to scream, and therefore, the harder they hit.

Those wounds were one after another, leaving bright red bloodstains on his body, and each wound was as deep as the bone.

They took out the fire again and roasted his wound, and the burnt skin was blackened and the wound was opened—but even so, he still didn't cry out.

He shuddered convulsively.

Chen Liye was about to collapse.Xie Weixian didn't cry, but his tears started to fall down.

"Stop..." Chen Liye's choked up voice began to break, "Stop..."

He couldn't take it anymore, so he stretched out his hand and rushed over, trying to stop the jailers.

But it came to nothing.

This seems to be the punishment given to him by God, punishing him for waking up too late 2000 years ago, punishing him for making Xie Weixian sad, so he is here to watch him suffer.

Make him realize how stupid he was then and how powerless he is now.

Chen Liye looked up at Xie Weixian, feeling that he was so sad that he had already started to have difficulty breathing.

At this moment, Feng Huang suddenly stood up and said, "Stop."

The jailers stopped.

As soon as the jailers stopped, Xie Weixian finally breathed a sigh of relief, his tense bones also loosened, and he began to breathe heavily.As soon as he let go, he couldn't help coughing a few times, and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

His grip on the iron chain also loosened, and it slid down a bit.

Feng Huang came over again shaking her fan.Xie Weixian raised his head, with hatred still burning in his eyes, panting like that, staring at him firmly.

"The bones are strong enough, thank you Lord Marquis." Feng Huang said with a smile, "You are indeed the commander of the border army."

The author has something to say: don’t scold ducks, he definitely can’t let these two go, people always have their own ideas, look back and the next chapter will be reversed, if you hurry up, the next chapter Just reverse it, okay~

感谢在2020-09-0521:21:59~2020-09-0620:29:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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