Fat birds are self-improvement

Tianlao, the place where the Feng Clan detains felons, is heavily guarded and the sky is dark. It is a strong fortress standing in the shadows on the west side of Feng Palace. The wall alone has five floors, and there are seven barriers around it. The iron fist symbol of imperial power.The criminals held here are either serious criminals or political death row prisoners.

After Fat Bird was brought into the prison, it took several hours just to enter the prison and go through various tedious checkpoints.

Passing through many dark underground corridors and labyrinth-like checkpoints, Feng Wu was finally sent to the prison area of ​​the Sky Prison—a huge internal hollow structure resembling a Tongtian Tower, with countless prison doors on each floor, and guards going back and forth outside the cell Walk around for shifts.

After receiving the number, Feng Wu was taken to Cell No. [-] on the fifth floor and imprisoned.Cell No. [-] is very spacious, and you can even jog in it.

According to Shang Xi's previous explanation, the moment Feng Wu was locked in the prison door, she stuffed a few banknotes for the jailer.

The jailer knew that Feng Wu was a felon and a rebellious prince, and he would never dare to accept the money, so he pushed the money back, and before Feng Wu could speak, he slammed the door and closed the door.

Fat Bird's first bribery in his life ended inexplicably.

"Cut." The fat bird collected the banknotes and sat bored on the cold stone floor, looking at the four impenetrable walls, only to see that there was only one ditch in the cell, which was used for excretion, similar to a sewer. There is also a slate bed, which is used for sleeping.There are no other settings.

"Oh, it's so boring." Fat Bird held his face in boredom and said.

Just as he was thinking about how to pass the prison time, it didn't take long for the cell door to be opened again.Several jailers wearing black hoods came to escort him with halberds.

"What are you going to do?" Fat Bird asked.

"Punishment!" A jailer said coldly, and Fat Niao took out his bank notes and handed them out to each of them.

"What is this for!" The jailers were stunned (╰_╯)#Obviously they are not the same group of people they escorted before.

"Bribe." Fat Bird (⊙v⊙) said directly.

The atmosphere was deadlocked.

"Even if you give us money, we won't be the ones to be executed." An honest jailer said, "And if people find out that we took your money, maybe we will suffer as well."

"Cut, don't you even dare to accept bribes?" Fat Bird said disdainfully.

"It's a matter of principle." In the end, they still didn't ask for Fat Bird's money.

Fat Bird is a sad briber.

So Fat Bird was put on a black hood and taken to the special room for executions—a round hall on the ground floor, tens of feet high, with a vast area, and the walls were surrounded by various instruments of torture. The execution platforms are displayed at the four corners. Although the blood has been cleaned, there is still a smell of blood in the air.

Those torture racks are cross-shaped, large-character, platform-shaped, and tiger stools...

Fat Bird blinked: "Which one should I use?"

The executioners who had already been waiting in the execution room were a few burly men, and one of them sneered, "Here is the Feather Folding Terrace prepared for His Royal Highness, the most expensive execution platform here, is His Majesty satisfied?"

The Folding Feather Terrace is a unique torture platform of the Feng Clan. It is a black jade frame, used to fix the prototype of the tortured person - the phoenix shape, and then pluck the hair and break the bones, and let it be tossed. For the people of the Feng Clan, It is the most severe punishment.

Feng Wu was puzzled (⊙_⊙) and asked: "Why?"

"His Royal Highness will know what a 'wonderful' experience it was in a while! Hehe!" The executioner leaned over and whispered, "Of course, if Your Highness is willing to press your fingerprint on the confession, you will be exempted from punishment."

Feng Wu looked aghast and said: "If I press my fingerprints, although I can avoid the crime of living, but the crime of treason is carried out, it must be a death penalty! Hmph, I don't press my fingerprints! I have done the right thing, and I am not guilty at all. , how come you confess!"

"Haha, Your Highness, you have a good backbone! However, everyone who comes here, after having tasted the tricks here, would rather die than stay here for a while. I want to see, Your Highness. Guts, how long can you last!" The executioner gave an order and shouted: "Come here! Take the criminal to Zhe Yutai!!"

"Wait! I have something to say!" Feng Wu yelled.

"Do you regret it, Your Highness?" The executioner looked at him proudly.

"Here's the bank note!" Fat Niao took out the bank note from his pocket and dangled it in front of him.

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"You are... insulting my professional ethics..." The executioner glared at Fat Bird.

Because Mao Xiaoshang's silver ticket can't be sent out!Am I so incapable of bribery? !Fat Bird(╰_╯)#

"Didn't you say that money can turn ghosts around! Why don't you want money!" Fat Bird asked.

"I'm crazy to ask for your money! If I ask for your money, I'll die!" shouted the executioner.

"Come, come, come! Put him on Zhe Yutai! Get the golden whip that beat him back to his original form!" Another executioner yelled.

"Wait a minute, I'll transform into my original shape myself." Fat Bird (⊙_⊙), "But, you have to be mentally prepared, that shelf is too small."

"That frame looks small, but even a nine-foot long-tailed phoenix can hold it!" snorted the executioner.

"Then don't regret it." Fat Bird (⊙v⊙)

"Your Highness, you should not regret it. There is a way to heaven and you don't go, but you have to go to hell! You don't want a good opportunity, you have to be beaten to the bum!" The executioner crossed his arms and sneered.Including the leader, there are a total of five people in the closed execution hall.

Pfft——————————————————————— ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

It was an extremely strange loud noise.

Before the five people could react, they stuck to the wall with a slap, and there were continuous cracking sounds from around. That's right, everything in the entire space was shattered due to the huge pressure! !

As for why the five people were stuck on the wall and couldn't move, they almost became stickers, because it was too crowded! !Some kind of huge object squeezed them tightly! !Not a trace of space! !

dying! !About to be crushed to death! !

Calle!

Someone's ribs were broken! !

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The crowd screamed.

Filling this vast space is a big, big, big, big fire phoenix! ! !

"It's too crowded here. Hey, I've already transformed into a prototype, what should I do next?" Da Da Huo Fenghuang asked.

"Change back ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" the executioners screamed.

Pfft——————————————————————— !

The world was saved by the weird voice, and the Fat Bird reappeared as a radiant beauty.

However, the entire execution hall was in a mess, all the objects were crushed and flattened, and the executioners could only lie on the ground to breathe.

What a pressure! !Even the walls are all deformed and dented!Five human-shaped pits were printed on the wall.

"Save... life... help..." the executioners cried out weakly for help.Fat Bird walked up to them and looked down at them.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

"Here's your money." Fat Niao took out the banknotes, and stuffed one into each of his hands without hesitation, "Go back and buy some delicious food. No refunds, I'll transform again, heh heh. "

So, the bribery was successful! ! (>^ω^<)

Satisfied, Fat Bird left the execution room alone, and swaggered back to his cell.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door of the punishment room was closed, there were bursts of crisp bells from outside—it was time for dinner!All the prisoners will leave the cell and eat together in the central cafeteria while the guards go down!

"Oh!!" Fat Niao looked down from the corridor of the execution room, and saw all the prisoners coming out one after another, going downstairs to eat.

It was a rare time to let the air out in the sky prison, and it was also the peak time for turmoil between prisoners. All the jailers would gather in the cafeteria for strict supervision, so no one noticed anything unusual about the execution room—usually during meals At this time, the execution room will not open the door, today is a special case, and this is a secret execution, very few people know about it.

"I'm going to eat too." The fat bird rushed to the stairs excitedly, and blended into the team of prisoners—the fat bird had changed into the uniform prison uniform here before entering, so as soon as it entered the team of prisoners, it was far away. From a distance, no one can tell the difference.

At the same time, Mr. Mao exhausted all his efforts, took advantage of the right time and place, and took advantage of the time when the prisoners were eating to perform the ground shrinking technique, avoiding various traps, and panting, he finally got the still weak Fenghuang. In the single cell where Feng Wu was.

But there was no one in the cell, Fenghuang couldn't help frowning slightly: "Where are people?"

"According to the information I got, Feng Wu is indeed locked in this room." Mr. Mao said strangely, and suddenly he slapped his head: "Oh! I forgot, maybe he was taken away and lynched ! Come one step later!"

"Find him quickly!" Fenghuang showed a little anxiety.

"Then I'll go find him, you wait here, I'll be in trouble if I take you into action." Said the cat boy and squeezed out from the gap in the fence.

Fenghuang stood silently in the cell—it was cold and cold, and it was a harsh environment he had never experienced. Feng Wu was locked up in this kind of place. If torture was used, then the environment here would not be very important for his injuries... He didn't care about Feng Wu, but he didn't want to see Feng Wu suffer wronged and die in vain. Although there was a plan in advance, Feng Wu shouldn't pay the price of his life. He is his own son. As the emperor, I have the right to give him death!

Involuntarily, the fingers behind his back clenched into fists.

It's not that he doesn't know where the warm breath running in his body came from after he woke up from a coma.

Feng Wu, at this moment, you are not allowed to die! ——Feng Huang frowned tightly and thought to himself.

wig.

A word suddenly jumped into his impatient heart at the moment.

Fenghuang felt instantly chilled in his heart. =dish=

There is no doubt that Fat Bird is synonymous with psychological trauma.

At this time, in order to compete for dinner, the hall of the cafeteria had already been besieged in a swarm, and the noise was extremely ear-piercing.The prisoners were fighting each other and making a mess, Fat Bird excitedly merged into the torrent of fighting.

It's so fucking fun! ! —— Fat Bird laughed wildly with a bucket of rice on his back and successfully broke through the crowd of prisoners, followed by a group of prisoners who were chasing wildly. [Rugby game? 】The tabby cat is lying on a tall lampstand, (⊙_⊙) tilting its head and watching all this.