After death I became the canary of the cruel prince

Wen Junping followed behind Mu Li, and the more he walked in, the more frightened he was. fbjq. The Xingyue Club wants to go to the Beiying dungeon, they have to go through the Beiying school grounds. It is the morning time for soldiers to train. They are all well-trained and well-equipped, which is far beyond the comparison of ordinary soldiers.

As the lord of a city, Wen Junping thought that he had never slacked off, but compared with the soldiers and horses of the Northern Camp and Gunu, he was not at the same level at all.

If he chose to die in battle instead of surrendering that day, he would not be able to survive for a day with his equal strength.

How can a mantis arm stop a car...

His chest was heavy, he let out a breath, and the fists in his sleeves clenched unconsciously.

"arrive."

Mu Li stopped and looked back at Wen Junping.

His brows were frowning, his slender eyelashes were half drooping, and his cherry-like lips were slightly clenched. That face, which looked seductive and even immature, at this moment did not belong to his age. With such an identity, he should have deep and sad.

The breeze blowing on his face did not blow away the gloom in his eyes, but only revealed a touch of sadness, as if he contained endless poems and endless sorrows.

Mu Li was stunned for a moment, and for a moment a look of unbearable flashed in his sharp eyes.

he is afraid?

You know it's useless to seduce the lord, so you regret it when things come to an end?

He moved out of the way, and Wen Junping walked over, passing by him.

"It's too late to regret it now."

The wind blew past, blowing the young man's hair with a scent of fragrance, and the young man stepped into silence.

Mu Li's brows furrowed tighter, and he secretly said something.

I don't know what is good or bad!

The dungeon was built underground, and the prisoners were all repeat offenders. Ordinary people were not allowed to enter. After Mu Li stepped aside, Wen Junping walked in, and the dungeon was inside through a fence door.

In the dark dungeon, only the torches emit a faint light.

"You all leave."

The jailer looked up at Mu Li, Mu Li nodded and motioned to do as he said, and only waited for the guards to leave, Wen Junping walked in quickly.

As soon as he entered, a strong earthy smell mixed with rust, iron and blood came straight into his nose. He glanced around and saw that there were rows of fences on both sides of the dungeon where prisoners were imprisoned. .

Where is he!

Walking to the innermost part of the dungeon along the narrow and dark passageway, Wen Junping stopped, his eyes trembling violently.

This is a prison made of black iron, with iron chains criss-crossing inside, blood stains on it, some withered and blackened, and some fresh spray-like blood. There are also various instruments of torture outside the iron prison, one of which is full of A barbed whip with some flesh still hanging from the barbs.

In the middle of the prison hangs a man. He has no clothes on his body, only a pair of blood-stained underwear. His legs and feet are suspended in the shape of big characters and chained with iron chains. There are barbs in the shackles that bind his hands and feet. As long as the chains Shaking will stir the flesh and blood that has already pierced the skin, and the pain is too painful.

The man's head was hanging down and his messy hair covered his entire face. His originally strong body was as thin as a stick, and the whip wounds like centipedes crawled all over his body, and the bones were deeply visible.

Wen Junping's eyes were foggy, his lips trembled, and he said two words with a sob.

"Tianxu."

Hearing these two words, the man who had closed his eyes and didn't respond suddenly raised his eyes, and the iron chain shook accordingly, making a crisp sound.

The eyes of the man with messy hair suddenly opened, but the moment he saw his face clearly, the original hopeful eyes dimmed in an instant.

Faded light, lost color, dull.