C264 shedding of cicada

Bang! With a heavy sound, the cell door was slammed shut.

The already dark dungeon suddenly became even darker. The gazes of the seven prisoners landed on Han Chen's body in unison. That kind of feeling was like a wolf staring at a lamb, it made people extremely uncomfortable.

However, not a single trace of fear could be seen on Han Chen's face as he sat down in a relatively clean corner, leaning against the wall.

Hiss! Han Chen couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air from the pain of the wound. He narrowed his eyes and said in his heart: "Cang Yaner, I will remember this debt."

However, the most important thing right now was to think of a way to escape. Han Chen tried to circulate the Martial Spirit in his body, but it was as Cang Yaner had said. The martial force in Han Chen's body was completely sealed, like a small stream being frozen by winter snow, unable to flow.

"Damn, this bitch is really ruthless." Han Chen cursed in his heart, unable to extract martial spirit energy, firstly, he was unable to circulate his energy to heal his injuries, and secondly, he was unable to use martial skills, and he could not even release his innate ability.

Han Chen heaved a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and started to think of a way to escape.

The seven prisoners were all rather surprised by Han Chen's calmness. They remembered that when they were captured, he was crying for their mothers and fathers, not to mention begging for forgiveness. In this environment, he was even more afraid, but Han Chen did not show any signs of fear.

Recalling the words of the army commander Xu Lao from before, "I've brought you all a new friend, serve him well, haha." "If someone performs well, I might let him go."

Thinking of this, a middle-aged man in his thirties licked his lips and slowly stood up from the ground. At the same time, the other prisoners began to move. In a place like this, where there was nothing to do, bullying new prisoners was the only entertainment.

Just as the middle-aged man stood up, a loud slap suddenly made him see stars.

"Get out of my way, do you want to fight with me for the chance to get out?" The one who had attacked him was a thin man with a pair of malicious eyes that stared at the middle-aged man with contempt.

The latter's body trembled, her face revealed a pitiful begging expression, "Boss, please give me this chance! I have seniors and children, I can't stay here any longer! "

"Pah! You have an old age, but a young one has nothing to do with me?" With that, the skinny man punched and kicked his opponent while cursing, "You dare to snatch the opportunity away from me? I'll beat you to death here first."

Han Chen slowly opened his eyes and watched the scene in front of him with interest.

These people really thought that they would be able to leave the prison as long as they mistreated Han Chen. Perhaps staying here for too long had blurred their ability to separate.

The ruthless skinny man didn't hold back at all. After a short while, the middle-aged man was beaten black and blue, causing him to spit out blood. The other prisoners looked at the scene in front of them with fear, not daring to step forward to interfere. The soldiers outside the cell did not care about what was happening inside. They did not care about these prisoners at all.

"Idiot, you dare to argue with me?"

The middle-aged man had already been knocked to the ground and began to groan out loud while begging for his life. However, the other side still did not stop there. At this moment, Han Chen stood up and said indifferently, "If you keep fighting, he'll be dead."

Hearing that, the ferocious man immediately stopped his hand, but he turned his malicious gaze towards Han Chen. Hehe, little brat, how dare you cause trouble for me? Did you know? Originally, there were ten people here, but do you know why there are only seven left now? "

Han Chen laughed, shrugged and said, "I don't know."

"Hehe, because I killed them all." The ferocious man was extremely pleased with himself, and started to walk towards Han Chen with a fierce look in his eyes. The people around them all looked at them coldly, there were only a few who were nervous for Han Chen.

The fierce-looking man walked closer and closer, a sinister smile on his face. Han Chen just stood there, both of his eyes calm and serene like an ancient well.

"Stinky brat, I will slowly torture you. Hehe." The man laughed out strangely, raised his hand and slapped towards Han Chen's head. In the next moment, a speck of white light flashed between Han Chen's brows, and a strong wave of mental energy spread out. His Spiritual Force transformed into an invisible palm that instantly grabbed onto the man's neck. The latter's expression changed and her movements immediately halted.

Under the incomparably shocked gazes of the people around him, the man's body was slowly lifted into the air. His feet that had left the ground, stared with all their might. But Han Chen just stood there in the same posture as before, with a faint smile hanging on his face.

Although Cang Yaner sealed Han Chen's martial spirit energy, she never thought of this. Han Chen also had another profession, Psionic Magician who had an early stage Spirit Power.

"This?" "What's going on?"

"Oh my god!" How, how did he do it? "

Everyone was dumbstruck. The man who was being held by the neck no longer had his previous ferocity. His four limbs struggled in the air like a crab. His face was as ugly as the liver of a pig, and his eyes seemed to bulge out of their sockets.

"Let me go, let me go, let me go." The man forced out a few words.

"Let you go, right? "Sure!" Han Chen's mind moved, the man was immediately flung out! Bang! He hit his head on the hard wall, causing blood to spurt out. After twitching a few times on the ground, he finally died.

The other prisoners trembled in fear, their faces ashen. The fierce man whom they were extremely afraid of died just like that in front of their eyes. All of them panicked.

"Mercy, my lord!"

"Milord, have mercy! Milord, have mercy!"

Han Chen coldly looked at the few of them, and said indifferently, "Wanting to live is simple, as long as you do as I tell you, not only can you live, you might even have the chance to leave."

What? A chance to leave?

Everyone's eyes lit up, all of them stared at Han Chen. Han Chen's handsome eyebrows furrowed, and he turned to look at the fierce-looking man who had already lost his life, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise into a strange smile.

The next day, in the morning.

Clang! The door to the cell was opened and several soldiers with spears came in. He went straight to the cell. The prisoners were begging for mercy and the soldiers were shouting in anger as usual.

"Bring out that stinking brat from yesterday." A soldier shouted. Two soldiers opened the cell door, scanned the crowd, and did not find Han Chen.

"Where is he?" the soldier demanded loudly.

"Yes, it's over there!" Everyone's gaze turned towards the corpse that was lying motionlessly in the corner. That corpse was precisely the clothes Han Chen had worn yesterday.

"Dead?" Several soldiers looked at each other with wide-open eyes.

"Yes, sir." The middle-aged man that was beaten yesterday said fearfully, "No, it's none of our business! You made us serve him well yesterday, and then we ruined his face. He, he couldn't stand it any longer and decided to commit suicide by knocking his head against a wall. "

"Damn you all!" The soldier was angry and angry, but he could not vent his anger in his heart. He could only turn his gaze to the soldier behind him, "Captain, what do we do? This brat committed suicide. "

The soldier frowned and looked at the other prisoners. His gaze fell on a young man with unkempt hair and a jet-black face. The man's face was calm, and his eyes revealed a hint of blankness.

"Captain, captain" The soldier shouted a few more words.

The soldier snapped out of his daze and turned his attention back to the corpse in the corner. He waved his hand and said, "Bring him out."

Clang! The door of the cell was shut and the cell returned to darkness.

The few prisoners looked at the young man in unison. The man's mouth lifted into a faint smile. Cang Yaner, the dumbest thing you did was you didn't kill me earlier. "

Outside the cell.

Cang Yaner, who was about to change to another form of punishment to torture Han Chen, had an arrogant and proud look on her face. The army commander, Xu Lao, was waiting respectfully by his side.

"Princess, today's punishment is called a pincer. If you use Yang Mu to pinch that brat's ten fingers, the so called ten fingers are linked to his heart, it will definitely make him feel unbearable pain. "

"Hur hur, not bad." Cang Yaner sneered coldly.

As soon as he finished, a few soldiers brought a corpse in front of the two. Cang Yaner frowned, and asked: "What's going on?"

"Reporting to the princess and the commander, this brat was disfigured by a few criminals yesterday. If you can't take it anymore, you'll commit suicide by crashing into a wall. " The soldier answered in full detail.

"Dead?" Xu Lao yelled in anger, "How did you do that?!" The princess hadn't even given him twenty-eight different types of criminal laws, so how could she just kill him like that? "

Xu Lao cursed loudly, and all the soldiers could only muster up their courage and say, "Commander, it's all our fault that this kid's endurance is too low. Those criminals are just too despicable, why don't we just drag those criminals out and kill them?"

"That makes sense." Xu Lao turned and said to Cang Yaner, "Princess, why not drag those criminals out for execution? What do you think?"

"I hate Han Chen, not them. What's the use of killing them now?"

Cang Yaner replied unhappily, and then carefully observed the corpse on the ground. The other party's face was badly mutilated, and her appearance could no longer be seen. However, there were traces of a whip on her body, and her clothes were tattered. Apparently, it was left behind from yesterday's flogging.

Looks like this person is indeed Han Chen. Cang Yaner muttered in her heart, "Hmph, if I knew that you would die today, I wouldn't have wasted a Soul Sealing Pellet yesterday."

"Princess, look at this?" Xu Lao bowed with a flattering smile.

Cang Yaner's gaze turned serious as she answered coldly, "Forget it, since she's dead, then so be it! "Drag him into the valley to feed the wild dogs."