Chapter 1101

Mo Lingyuan looked at the bottomless cliff, his face seemed to be sealed by ice.

The guards beside him pulled up the person who had dived underneath.

Luo Zifeng climbed up from the cliff valley dripping wet, and untied the rope tied around his waist, "Master, there is a waterfall below, and the bottom is really too deep, I have been down for so long, I don't know if I have reached halfway up the mountain.

It doesn't work to go directly, so I sent someone to go down another road. "

Luo Zifeng wiped off the water stains on his face, glanced at Mo Lingyuan's cold face, and said with relief: "The young lady fell with the second young master. Since neither of them was found, maybe they were rescued." .”

Luo Zifeng said these things against his will, even he didn't believe it.

So deep down, the chances of surviving are really slim.

If it was in the past, the Young Madam still had a slight chance of surviving, but now that the Young Madam is pregnant with Liujia, she is unable to move, and if she falls, she might die twice.

As for the Second Young Master Mo, he was also born with a weak body, and he didn't even have a few years to live, so he was bound to die.

Even if someone is sent to look for it, it will probably be in vain.

Yun San picked up the baby's clothes and quilts scattered in the dense forest, and put them in front of Mo Lingyuan: "Master, these are things that Miss went to sell on the street before her accident.

Except for buying a new vest for you, all the rest are for the unborn little master.

There are also brushes, ink, paper and inkstones in the carriage, which were chosen by the second young master Mo. "

Mo Lingyuan twisted up the burden and hugged her tightly...

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Zuoren struggled in the dark dungeon, the skin on his body was mutilated.

I don't know what Mo Lingyuan gave him.

He was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to bite his tongue to kill himself, but the pain in his body was extremely keen.

Mo Lingyuan stepped on his toe bone, and said in a cold voice, "It doesn't matter if you don't say anything, I will let you stay here forever, you can live or die.

When the skin on your body grows well, I'll have someone peel it off layer by layer.

When the bones in your body grow well, I'll have someone break them into pieces for you bit by bit.

You Japanese torture people are cruel enough, and I have used the methods you used to treat those homeless people in the cellar thousands of times on you.

I let you smell the rotten smell of your body bit by bit..."

There were only two bloody holes left in Zuoren's eye sockets, and there was blood in his mouth, and there was not a single tooth left.

Ten fingernails were also pulled out.

He lay on the ground like a puddle of mud, breathing weakly, and said vaguely: "I say, I say everything."

Mu Qing asked: "You have been hiding in Jincheng for so long, who protected you?"

Zoren was about to answer.

Mo Lingyuan said coldly: "I will only listen to it once, you'd better think it through before you speak."

Mu Qing tapped Zuoren's shattered calf bone with a small hammer: "Most people can't even survive for half a day, but you are lucky, you are willing to speak after a full three days. If the answer doesn't satisfy our master, you can wait for it." Let's continue to live for three years."

Mu Qing threw the small hammer aside: "Tell me, in Jincheng, who are you collaborating with?"

"Si, the Si family." Zuo Ren pressed his face to the ground: "The Si family has always wanted to trample the Mo family under their feet, but they didn't dare to do anything to the Mo family. They used our influence in secret."

"That is to say, it is because the Si family secretly supported you that your people were able to sneak into Jincheng and set up so many strongholds secretly?" Mu Qingqi's face turned livid.