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The author has something to say: Countdown to Chu Yan's offline.

The carriage stopped in a remote suburb, Lin Qingyu couldn't wait to jump out of the car, and saw a huge stone house in front of her, the iron gate was stained with blood or rusted, and there were some red spots, and there were two menacing men standing in front of the gate , the plaque has a word prison written in cinnabar, and one can feel the gloomyness of this place with just one glance. Lin Qingyu's legs were a little weak, and she looked at Shen Ling in panic.

As soon as Shen Ling learned that Lin Qingyu was shaking her throat with steps, she was afraid that Lin Qingyu would make a mistake all the way, and before she had time to send someone to inform Chu Yan, she was also afraid that Lin Qingyu would be frightened when she brought her to this bloody place. He looked kind and said softly, "Let me let someone in to report."

Lin Qingyu slowly retracted the steps, the blood on the neck had stopped, but the blood stains on the fair neck were half solidified and stuck to the skin, and even the skirt was stained with blood, he looked at Shen Ling without moving say.

The people who went in to report turned back after a while, and at the same time, Chu Yan, who hadn't seen him for two days, followed.

The iron gate opened, and Chu Yan carried a murderous aura that was too late to hold back, like a jade-faced Shura, and only when he saw Lin Qingyu did he gradually fade away from the coldness.

When Lin Qingyu saw him, her eyes were full of wariness, and the Bu Yao in her hand clenched again.

Chu Yan caught a glimpse of the blood on Lin Qingyu's neck, his eyes darkened, and he asked in a low voice, "Why did you get hurt? Who told you to bring him here?"

"Qingyu threatens to see Lin Jingyun with death, but his subordinates really have no choice."

Seeing Chu Yan's gaze on her, Lin Qingyu shuddered suddenly. He was never more sober than this moment. The Chu Yan in front of him was no longer the Chu Yan he knew.

"You made it yourself?" Chu Yan frowned, and stepped forward to catch Lin Qingyu.

Lin Qingyu took a step back abruptly, and said sharply, "Don't touch me," and put his foot down on his throat again, his eyes filled with mist, clearly frightened, but his expression was particularly stubborn, he trembled slightly, "My brother where?"

Chu Yan's outstretched hand paused slightly, Lin Qingyu's resistance to him made him sad, but he couldn't let Lin Qingyu see Lin Jingyun's appearance at this time, the method of the Xuanmen...

"Qingyu, don't mess around."

The tears in Lin Qingyu's eyes swirled and refused to fall, he repeated the same trick, using a little force to insert the sharp corner of Bu Yao into the wound, he was actually very afraid that he would die here accidentally, but other than this method , he was helpless, and sure enough, Chu Yan's face changed suddenly, "Sapphire!"

"Take me to see my brother." Lin Qingyu stared at Chu Yan stubbornly.

"Okay, okay," Chu Yan said twice in a row, Lin Qingyu's neck began to bleed again in front of him, and he was very anxious, and reprimanded, "Put down Bu Yao."

Lin Qingyu shook, and Bu Yao's grip tightened.

Shen Ling was afraid that Lin Qingyu would really do something stupid if she dragged on, so she weighed it over and over again, and said, "My lord, let him see you."

Chu Yan and Shen Ling looked at each other, and they both saw unbearable in each other's eyes.

After a while, Chu Yan was defeated by the blood, and he said dejectedly, "I'll take you to see him."

Lin Qingyu didn't dare to relax her vigilance, "You lead the way, don't play tricks with me."

Chu Yan told the guards in front of the iron gate to move away, and looked back at Lin Qingyu every step of the way.

Lin Qingyu followed slowly, and as soon as he reached the iron gate, he smelled damp and decayed, like cotton cloth that hadn't dried for ten days, mixed with a faint smell of blood, which made people sick. After spending this time here, Lin Qingyu's heart ached as if it had been smashed into pieces.

There was an unknown liquid on the floor of the cell, which was slightly slippery to step on. Lin Qingyu, who had lived in the sun for seventeen years, had never been to such a filthy place. She was terrified in her heart, but she had to bite the bullet and walk in step by step.

The wall is blue-gray, with candlelight illuminating the path, one can vaguely see bloodstains that have solidified on the edge of the wall, dotted like splashes of ink, spreading out in large swaths, Lin Qingyu's stomach churned, and she held on to the rifle tightly. Shake didn't dare to look any further, but as he walked in, he gradually heard a groan in his ear.The moans and cries were more shrill and terrifying, and Lin Qingyu's face was bloodless, forcing herself not to listen or to look, staring at Chu Yan's back, and followed.

Finally, before arriving at a secret room, there are four people guarding the door, with expressionless faces, like ghosts asking for their lives.

Chu Yan stopped, turned around, and looked at Lin Qingyu who was already terrified, with reluctance and pain on his face, "Do you really want to see Lin Jingyun?"

Lin Qingyu's heart thumped violently inexplicably, his mouth kept secreting liquid because of excessive fear, his Adam's apple rolled, and he nodded resolutely.

Chu Yan gritted his teeth and ordered the guards to open the door of the secret room.

Thinking of her elder brother, Lin Qingyu couldn't wait to walk in, Chu Yan couldn't help but grabbed his wrist when he rubbed shoulders, Lin Qingyu threw it away forcefully, unable to see Chu Yan's slightly distorted expression.

"elder brother--"

Lin Qingyu's voice stopped abruptly, Fang Fang entered the secret room and was shocked in place, his pupils slowly spread like frightened animals.

I saw torture tools around the secret room in all directions, irons, whips, hooks, clamps, everything that Lin Qingyu had heard of and never heard of, and there was blood on each pair of torture tools, but it was not red, but extremely black. I don't know how many people it has been used on. One layer of blood is wrapped in another layer, and the color gradually changes.

In the center of the secret room, there is a cross wooden stake. The wooden stake has long lost its original color, and it is also covered with blood. At this time, a person is bound by an iron chain on the wooden stake. It was chapped due to whipping, revealing the white but blood-oozing skin inside, and half of the bundled hair was scattered, covering the blood-stained hibiscus face.

There are iron chains locking the feet without boots. I don't know what kind of torture was used on those feet. At this time, it is covered with a layer of thick blood, and the original flesh is gone. The butterfly bone on the shoulder blade has also been chiseled through. When it was lifted, the blood dripped down and pooled on the ground.

Lin Qingyu was terrified in place, so frightened that she even forgot to cry, her whole body trembled violently, her legs went limp, and she knelt down heavily with a plop, and after a while, she let out a shrill cry, like a skinned cub, extremely miserable.

Chu Yan clenched his fists and was about to lose his footing. He wanted to help Lin Qingyu who had fallen to the ground, but Lin Qingyu pushed him away fiercely. When he couldn't stand up, he wanted to crawl towards his elder brother. Tears came out, and he didn't care about the blood on his clothes, he climbed up to his brother's feet, and when he got closer to see those feet, he didn't dare to touch them, he didn't dare to look at them, he only dared to grab the blood-stained corner of his clothes, trembling Lifting his head, his voice was swallowed like rust, "Brother, brother..."

He shouted loudly, Lin Jingyun finally responded, but couldn't move, just opened his dry lips, not knowing what to say, Lin Qingyu got up tremblingly, and heard the words as thin as mosquito silk, "Go back. "

At this moment, the elder brother was still thinking about himself, Lin Qingyu covered her mouth with tears all over her face, she turned to look at Chu Yan, with hatred written all over her, as if she wanted to cut Chu Yan into pieces with her eyes.

In just two days, his elder brother has changed from a young man respected by thousands of people to a bloody man in prison, how could he not hate him.

Chu Yan couldn't bear his hatred, but still had to look directly at him. He forced himself to speak, "I've seen you, go back immediately."

Lin Qingyu stood in front of his elder brother, eager to pounce on Chu Yan's flesh and blood. He tremblingly raised his gait, made an attacking posture, and wept blood every word, "Chu Yan, return my brother."

Shen Ling stayed outside the door all the time, and persuaded upon seeing this, "Qingyu, there is no longer any delay."

How could Lin Qingyu listen to it, all she could think was that they had made Lin Jingyun look like this, if possible, he would die with Chu Yan, whom he had entrusted his sincerity to, today, never had such pain before, his heart seemed to be repeatedly beaten People trampled and crushed him, the pain made his ears ringing and his eyes dazzled, and every part of his body screamed in pain.

Chu Yan glanced out, narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't care too much. He stepped forward to catch Lin Qingyu. At this moment, Lin Qingyu was like a beast on the brink of extinction, subconsciously waving Bu Yao, with a sharp corner of Bu Yao ruthlessly Passing across Chu Yan's arm fiercely, the silk and satin were split, and blood oozed out.

Regardless of the wound, Chu Yan grabbed Lin Qingyu's wrist, his eyes were flustered, but his words were cold, "This is a prison cell, and you won't be allowed to be presumptuous."

Lin Qingyu looked at Chu Yan resentfully.

Shen Ling informed, "Hurry up and go."

Chu Yan subdued Lin Qingyu, who was struggling frantically, but Lin Qingyu refused to let him touch him, so he had to repeat the same trick, knocking her unconscious and holding her in his arms.

It was also at this moment that four tall men suddenly poured into the secret room, all dressed in slim black clothes, and there was an evil look between their brows. When the leader saw Chu Yan and Lin Qingyu, he frowned, and although he spoke respectfully, his tone was unpleasant, "His Royal Highness, this time It is a place where repeat offenders are detained, and idlers are not allowed to enter."

Chu Yan picked Lin Qingyu up, his face was frosty, "It's not your turn to ask what this son is doing."

"There is a decree from the Holy Spirit, no matter what method is used, the evidence of Su's crime must be pried out from the mouth of the recidivist. His Royal Highness wants to resist the decree?"

"Don't use the little emperor uncle to suppress me," Chu Yan glanced at the four people, his voice was cold and stern, "Tomorrow I will order Lin Jingyun to give evidence of his crime. From now on, Lin Jingyun is not allowed to be tortured again. You don't have to listen to my order. But even if I kill you all on the spot, little Huangshu will never blame you."

As he spoke, he kicked over the wooden chair beside him, and walked through the blood stains with Lin Qingyu in his arms.

"This subordinate will report His Highness His Majesty's words today to the Holy Majesty truthfully."

Chu Yan smiled coldly, "I can't ask for it."

Seeing the confrontation between the two sides, Shen Ling frowned.

The matter of concealing the secret letter that day made the Holy One dissatisfied, so as soon as Dixuanmen and others arrived in Cao County, they immediately announced the decree to take over the case of private salt. With repeated obstructions, Lin Qingyu will definitely not be able to escape from prison.

There is nothing greater than the imperial power, and Chu Yan's rebellion against the holy will again and again is afraid that it will plant the root of disaster.

"Seal Lin Jingyun's acupuncture points," Chu Yan glanced at the unconscious Lin Qingyu in his arms, and paused, "Lin Jingyun can't die."

He is not a kind person, if not for the Lin family, he would be a resolute killer.

If it weren't for Lin Qingyu, he wouldn't have taken the death penalty of disobedience to the holy will.

Even if there will be a catastrophe in the future, he will admit it, and will never regret what he did today.