Three Kingdoms: At the beginning, Xiao Qiao played a beauty trick on me!

Chapter 219 I'm not afraid of you
Xue Ziye is the same as Cao Cao, silent and reticent.

Cao Cao was too lazy to talk, while Xue Ziye didn't want to talk.

Even at this time, Xue Ziye still did not have the slightest fear.

Xue Ziye is a Persian princess, and the blood of the Persian royal family flows in her body.

——I would rather die standing up than live on my knees!
Xue Ziye looked at the three jailers in front of him, with a sneer on his lips.

This sneer made the warden look sideways.

The warden looked at Xue Ziye with cold eyes.

He didn't speak, just pointed the whip at Xue Ziye's mouth.

The bearded jailer understood what the warden meant.

But the long-legged jailer had already passed with his whip.

"Snapped!"

As soon as the whip came down, the corners of Xue Ziye's mouth were already bloodshot.

The long-bearded jailer continued to look at a certain part of Xue Ziye: "Do you understand the rules in prison?"

Xue Ziye was silent.

"Snapped!"

Another whip.

The bloodshot at the corner of Xue Ziye's mouth became more and more obvious.

The long-bearded jailer stared at a certain part of Xue Ziye, and the smile on his face became more and more obscene: "Do you understand the rules in prison?"

Xue Ziye still did not speak.

"Snapped!"

With the whip down, Xue Ziye's lips turned purple.

Even if you want to speak, it is difficult.

Xue Ziye is a Persian princess, although she has been away from her homeland for many years, she still understands Langya Prison.

Xue Ziye also understands the rules in Langya Prison.

——The new prisoner must give the warden some benefits, otherwise life in prison will be impossible.

——If it is a male prisoner, then find a way to pay the jailer some money.

——If you are a female prisoner, you have to spend a night of youth.

Xue Ziye didn't speak, and there was no expression on his face.

An expressionless face is actually an expression.

Seeing Xue Ziye's appearance, the long-bearded jailer admired Xue Ziye's courage.

The bearded jailer looked at the chief jailer, frowning slightly.

It seems to be asking: Boss, this girl is too strong, what should I do?
The warden didn't speak, but just glanced in a certain direction, and the bearded jailer knew what it meant.

The long-bearded jailer turned his head to look at Xue Ziye and smiled wickedly.

"I heard that you are very skilled. If you refuse to let us appreciate it, we will throw you in a men's prison with 11 people tonight!"

The long-legged jailer echoed: "How is it? Are you afraid?"

After the two finished talking, they laughed together.

Xue Ziye didn't laugh or cry.

Has always been deadpan.

The bearded jailer was a little puzzled, and asked weakly, "Aren't you afraid?"

silence.

Still silent.

The long-bearded jailer looked at the long-legged jailer: "Isn't she afraid?"

"seems like it."

"Then what should we do?"

"According to the usual practice, we can adopt two methods."

"Which two ways?" asked the bearded jailer.

"The first way is to force the Overlord to attack."

"What about the second method?" The bearded jailer smiled more and more wretchedly.

"The second way is to be together."

"In that case, hehe"

"If she resists, will it work?" the bearded jailer continued to ask.

"it works."

The bearded jailer laughed.

The warden, who had been silent all this time, also laughed.

Three words came out of his mouth: "Okay, very good."

The long-bearded jailer stared at a certain part of Xue Ziye from the corner of his eye, and smiled wickedly: "When shall we start?"

"You can start now."

"At this juncture, is there anyone who can save her?"

"No."

"Where's her father?" asked the bearded jailer.

"Her father has been assassinated in the process of fighting for the throne."

"Does she have any siblings?"

"Her siblings were exiled 10 years ago and her sister is said to have been sold to Rome."

"I heard that when she was wandering in the Central Plains, she met a man named White Swordsman! Will the White Swordsman save her?"

The long-legged jailer smiled coldly: "No."

"why?"

"There is only one kind of person in this world who can't save people." The long-legged jailer looked confident.

"What kind of person?"

"dead!"

The bearded jailer was stunned for a moment: "Is the swordsman in white dead?"

"None of those who went to look for Ye Di could go back alive."

"That's true." The long-bearded jailer smiled and said, "Ye Di has been in Persia for 30 years, and the king of Persia has nothing to do with him, let alone a little white-clothed swordsman?"

The long-bearded jailer continued: "Xue Ziye, Xue Ziye, no one will come to rescue you, you just follow us!"

"Someone will save her." An ethereal voice came from outside the door.

Inside the room, there was silence.

Not only that, but there was silence outside the room.

No one speaks.

But everyone turned their eyes to the door.

In front of the small door, stood a man.

White clothes, white pants.

Even the shoes are white.

Spotless!
From the spotless shoes, it can be seen how good this man's light work is!
There was a sword hanging from the man's waist.

An unremarkable sword.

When the bearded jailer saw the man at the door, his eyes almost popped out: "You, who are you?"

The long-legged jailer's legs were shaking.

His legs, already long, were still trembling.

Anyone with healthy eyes can tell that he is scared!

"He he. He seems to be"

The long-legged jailer pointed at the man at the door, his eyes full of doubts.

The always silent warden spoke.

The warden's eyes were full of fear!

"He seems to be a white-clothed swordsman!"

"Yes." Cao Cao said lightly.

silence.

Still silent.

Seeing this, the bearded jailer quickly shrank back.

He shrank to the front of the warden.

When the long-legged jailer saw Cao Cao, he ran away.

Soon he ran behind the warden.

Cao Cao walked into the house silently, looked at the three people in front of him, expressionless.

An expressionless face is actually an expression.

The warden looked at the expression on Cao Cao's face, and couldn't help but think of Xue Ziye's expression just now.

The warden looked at Cao Cao's clean white clothes, then at the sword around Cao Cao's waist, and asked weakly, "How did you get in?"

"Come in."

"Did those people at the door stop it?"

"No."

"Why?" The warden's eyes widened.

"There is only one kind of person in this world who won't stop you."

"What kind of person?" The warden realized that something was wrong.

"dead."

silence.

Still silent.

In the house at this time, there was silence.

Needle drop can be heard!

The warden swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked, "Where are the five guardians of Langya?"

"died."

"Where's the warden?"

"died."

"Where's the Wolf Fang Guards?"

"died."

Cao Cao's tone has always been flat.

As if everything had nothing to do with him.

Cao Cao had already approached Xue Ziye and put Xue Ziye down.

Xue Ziye's lips were still bleeding, and Xue Ziye's eyes were still staring at the warden!
The warden has realized that something is wrong.

He's scared, but he can't act scared in front of his subordinates.

"It seems that you are looking for trouble." The warden said coldly.

"Yes."

"Go ahead, I'm not afraid of you!" the warden shouted directly.

At the same time, the warden drew out the scimitar from his waist.

Persian machete!

(End of this chapter)