Chapter 1647

"Tut Tut, isn't this the Wuxiang girl who enjoys herself outside? Yes? How long has it been? Why are you here again? Is that how you think of me? Can't wait to see me for a second time? "

"Why don't I remember that our friendship would be so good?"

Wu Yao was already very weak when he was tortured by Shangguan Hong's men. Now he leans against the wall and looks at Wu Xiang being thrown in. He didn't want to talk to Wu Xiang. However, seeing Wu Xiang's now down and out appearance, he didn't want to see her yesterday, so he couldn't help laughing.

She never thought that the person who betrayed them would be Wu Xiang!

Her heart is really hate, hate urgent!!

I wish I could strangle Wu Xiang!

Hate no incense, hate no incense harm, she painstakingly run the wind painting building are destroyed, carefully cultivated so many confidants, all gone! Nothing!

Finally, what's more, she is deeply in this prison. She can't run away. There's no way to go out to the ghost King's house to help her master.

Now in such a ghost place, it's even more unclear what's going on with the master, and whether the master's whereabouts can be found or not.

And all this is caused by no fragrance!

She should have strangled Wu Xiang for a long time!

Wu Xiang, who was thrown on the ground, had no strength to fight back after listening to the sarcastic words of Wu Yao. He closed his eyes and didn't say a word.

She really has no face, and there is no reason to fight back at Wu Yao.

Because, no demon said is the truth!

It's her. It's all her fault!

And now, she also wants to talk about the outside situation to Wu Yao, and make it clear that the master is in a dilemma. But when the words come to my mouth, Wu Xiang doesn't know what attitude he should use to say it.

She did not have that face to say, to the end can only be closed teeth, buried in the heart of those words are not said.

Time slowly bit by bit in the past, the night slowly fell down.

The prison guard appeared outside the cell and delivered the last meal for the two men in the cell.

"Come on, this is the last meal you can have."

No matter whether it is rich or not, no one cares.

The jailer put the cold food in his hand at the door of the two men's prison, and then turned away.

There are too many experiences of such things in the prison, which makes the prison keeper numb gradually.

Wu Xiang slowly crawled over and brought in the food one by one, powerless to pick up the rotten rice in the bowl.

"No demon..."

When Wu Xiang silently put the last mouthful of rotten rice in the bowl into his mouth, his voice choked and began to call Wu Yao's name.

She had made up her mind to say what was buried in her heart.

Tomorrow she will go to the execution ground. If she doesn't speak out, I'm afraid she won't have a chance to speak out.

And no demon, from the beginning to the end, is so obedient to the master, so worship the master, she has the right to know the latest situation of the master before she dies