Huang Liang is not famous in the army and has never been reused. Therefore, he is bent on taking a chance to climb up. After all, he is absolutely unwilling to be such a soldier all his life.
Once the idea grows wildly in his heart, it is uncontrollable like a wild vine. Huang Liang glances at the slender and straight figure nearby for many times, squints his mean eyes, and measures something.
"Did you put people directly into the cell?" asked the soldier next to him.
"No." Huang Liang subconsciously denied it. After a little meditation, he arrogantly ordered, "bring me to the punishment room."
"At the command of the general, I interrogated him myself."
Huang Liang's wishful thinking,
If he can help the general ask the answer he wants, the general will not blame his own arbitrary action, and will reward him at that time.
Moreover, the general's interrogation will also be forced by torture, which is just the difference between early and late.
As for whether he could ask, Huang Liang vowed that he had seen many kinds of torture. Many times, he personally asked the enemy spies. He was not afraid of being blind.
Mo Liyan looked indifferent and noble. Listening to their dialogue, there were no waves from beginning to end. He just said carelessly, and his voice was very light: "does she think so?"
In the prison,
The gloomy and bloody air came to my face. There were dark red blood stains that had dried up for many years. All kinds of Yin cold torture tools were cold in the prison room, and the blood stains did not decrease.
It seems like stepping into the hell of another world.
"What does the general's idea have to do with you?" Huang Liang snorted again because of his guilty heart. There was something sinister on that thin yellow face without a smile: "I was ordered by the general to torture you. I'd better recruit you truthfully to avoid suffering from skin and flesh. Do you think so?"
"What does she want to ask?" Mo Liyan sneered, in a tone of mockery and imitation.
Huang Liang stared closely at the man with strong character even in the prison: "who is the person behind the scenes?"
"Where is she?" Mo Liyan did not answer Huang Liang's consciousness, but asked such a question indifferently.
Although he was worried about the man's situation and the danger around ranbai, he naturally planned to tell him the results of the investigation when he decided to come to ranbai.
He wants to see her.
Even if you can't see, you want her in front of him.
The answer behind the scenes, he can't tell anyone at will.
"The general manages everything every day, but he doesn't want to see you." the man before Huang Liang met had such an attitude and threatened: "the general has investigated this matter for a long time. You'd better say everything you know. Otherwise, even if you don't tell me now, you won't live if the general comes to force you to confess in person at that time!"
Mo Liyan understood.
That man just doesn't want to see him.
I don't even want to see one side.
Even about that day, ask him in this way.
"What does she mean by torture?"
Huang Liang was stunned. How could he admit that he acted without authorization? So he nodded without any hesitation, "of course." he snapped, "if you don't want to say, don't blame me for doing anything!"
In fact, what Huang Liang said later, Mo Liyan didn't hear a word clearly.
In my mind, beside my ears, in my heart.
It was completely occupied by those two words, as if it was smashed down with a heavy force. It was as deep into the bone marrow as a knife, chisel and axe, and the frequency of heart beat stagnated for a moment.
Torture.
What she meant.
of course.
Mo Liyan seems to have forgotten how to react. His heart beats and tingles across his blood vessels remind him all the time.
That man hates him so much.
Actually,
He used to do that to her and had been tortured for her. It's probably impossible not to hate her.
Good.
He owes her back.
"First put his lute bone on me and fix it on the Xingjia." Huang Liang's tone is cool and his face is not good. He looks more uncertain in the prison. His turbid and mean eyes are fleeting ruthlessness. "I want to see when you can hold up so much torture."
When ranbai finished handling all the things in his hand, the sky had gradually darkened, the spring was cold and the night was chilly.
She thought of people in the daytime, so she walked alone in the direction of the cell.
Her plan has been completed.
The person Huang Liang said was not calculated by her at all, let alone what existed in her plan. It was another accident.
As she thought, she stepped into the dark road leading to the cell. The road was dark and extended all the way. The torches were lit every few meters on the walls on both sides.
The girl was dressed in red like fire. She looked particularly dazzling in the dark, and her back was evil.
Ranbai is not in a hurry to find someone else, but goes to another prison first, which is one of the assassins left in the sea of fire.
The assassination was still good, but now he was tied to the scaffold and was already dying. His night clothes were stained with blood and covered with blood. He looked embarrassed. There was only one last breath left. He hung his head and died.
"Still not willing to say?" ran Bai looked at the assassin's eyes lukewarm. He was cold between his eyebrows and eyes. His slender and beautiful fingers, like works of art, played with the torture tools placed next to him, smiling: "it seems that the punishment is not heavy?"
When he heard the clear, lazy and faintly smiling voice, the assassin's body trembled subconsciously, producing a fear of physiological response. He was trembling, he was afraid.
devil!
The man in front of him is a devil!
Ranbai stopped in the prison for less than a quarter of an hour and came out. Others can only hear the terrible cry in the prison, which is creepy.
After seeing the arrogant and noble girl general come out, the red clothes are clean and exquisite, not stained with half blood, but the temperament is daunting and unattainable.
I couldn't help but be more afraid of the princess, who is also their general.
After leaving the prison, ranbai was supposed to find a soldier to ask which cell today's detainees were in, but when she was not in a hurry or slow, she heard a good voice without warning. She was so caught off guard and burst into her ears.
At that moment,
The young girl general paused and stood motionless. Her back was straight and evil, but it felt dark for no reason.
"Don't you say yet?!" first there was an angry voice. It sounded very angry. It was Huang Liang.
And then,
It is a cold and calm sound line, as if it contains thousands of mountains and snow, without any temperature.
Only four words.
"Unless it's her."