Then, I heard the sound of iron chains and intermittent struggles inside.

"Master Mohuang, Queen Mo, Xiaode has brought the two of you here. If nothing happens, Xiaode will go up first!" Labor servitude complimented.

Lian Chengjue's head was faint. Seeing this, he quickly returned to the road he came. How far was it and how far it was to go.

Nan Liyou took the lead in entering the iron gate, Lian Chengjue followed closely behind.

When I entered, I saw a unkempt man sitting on the ground under a dim light, counting the dry branches on the ground.

When he saw the visitor, the man raised his head and looked at it. There was a look of surprise in his eyes, and the light quickly passed away indifferently.

Continue to bury your head and count the dead wood branches in your hands.

Nan Liyou was slightly surprised by the other party's indifference and indifference.

Based on her understanding of Feng Zhuojun, Feng Zhuojun is definitely not the kind of person who is calm.

So, he didn't speak, nor did she speak.

She wanted to see how much patience Feng Zhuojun could have at this time and see how long he could last.

Lian Chengjue understood Nan Liyou's thoughts. After waving his sleeves, a comfortable imperial concubine's couch chair appeared behind him, and a table with many fruits and pastries on it.

The two looked at each other and smiled, helped each other to sit down, quietly knocking on the fruits and fruits, and glanced at Feng Zhuojun.

Sure enough, after about half a cup of tea, Feng Zhuojun couldn't hold it anymore. He put his hands on the messy hair in front of his forehead and looked at Nan Liyou angrily, "You are here to see my jokes, right!

Just say anything if you have something to do! After that, leave quickly! It’s so annoying to see it!"

"I don't beat around the bush! I just want to know why the Yinfeng clan was tragically destroyed by the genocide!" Nan Liyou narrowed his eyes and looked at him, without a trace of expression on his beautiful face.

Feng Zhuojun's movement of holding the dead tree branch in his hand trembled, but he quickly continued to count as if it had not happened, without thinking, "What is hidden phoenixes and not hidden phoenixes? I don't understand what you are talking about!"

It seemed that he had expected the other party to say this early in the morning. Nan Liyou smiled coldly, "You really don't know, or is there something else?"

"I don't know, but I don't know! Don't even think of using any method to force me!" Feng Zhuojun cut off the dead tree branch, threw it aside, and moved to the back.

The shackles on his hands creaked because of his movements, and under the dim light, it was really terrifying.

"Feng Zhuojun! Benhuang gives you one last chance! Tell everything you know! Otherwise!" Lian Chengjue's finger joints gradually clenched into fists, and the dark aura in his body was releasing little by little.

The space here is already small, so the dull aura makes people feel even more uncomfortable.

"Haha... kill me! If you have the ability, kill me! Kill me! Haha..." Feng Zhuojun laughed arrogantly, stood up and spread her arms, her whole body trembled, and the thick iron chains clattered.

"Anyway, I have been in this place where there is no sunshine! I am troubled by the annoying bells every day, and I am always eroding the turbid cavitation! What I can't stand the most is that there is even a person who talks here.

No!"

As he was talking, Feng Zhuojun slid down from the wall little by little and sat on the ground, and was so decadent that he could not describe it in words.

No one can imagine that the person in front of him would be the most noble emperor of the divine world who called the wind and rain in the past.

Today, things change, and all the beauty is like smoke and clouds pass away.
Chapter completed!