The warden woke up instantly, opened his eyes wide, and broke out in cold sweat.
"Who are you?!"
Isn't he resting in a room in the prison? There are so many jailors and guards outside. How did these people break in?
The young man smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, we are not bad people."
Warden: "..."
Shen Yuting: "..."
The two people's moods suddenly synchronized.
The young man continued: "I came here to see Shen Wan. I heard that she was imprisoned in a sky jail. I just couldn't find her. Do you know where she went?"
Ah Jian held the sword in his hand, and the cold tip of the sword was pressed firmly in front of the warden's throat.
The warden was sweating coldly, suppressing fear and not daring to move: "What do you want from the Lord of Anping County?" Are you here to seek revenge?
The young man was stunned: "Is she the county head of Northern Qin?"
"......yes."
"I never heard you say that." The young man tilted his head and looked at the cloaked man beside him.
The cloaked man's voice was hoarse and unpleasant: "When I saw her, she was not the county owner yet."
The young man suddenly understood and asked the warden: "So, where is she now?"
"..." The warden did not answer immediately, and was thinking of ways quickly in his mind.
The young man suddenly came up to him and stared directly at him.
The warden was so frightened that he almost screamed.
Speak from your heart.
This boy in white is not ugly, with very handsome features and a slightly babyish face that makes him even look a little childish.
But when he comes close to you and looks at you with a pair of dark eyes, there is an aura of terror that makes you feel chilled.
The young man curled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes. He looked like a cold-blooded animal: "I hate it when others lie to me. You'd better tell the truth."
The warden swallowed hard and stammered: "The county lord...the county lord is not in the prison, she...she was taken away by His Highness King Yi, I... ..I don’t know where they went either…”
The young man frowned: "Why is it Zhan Beihan again?"
The cloaked man said sadly: "I told you before that Shen Wan and Zhan Beihan are close, do you believe it now?"
"Hey, as long as you have something to do with Zhan Beihan, things will be very troublesome..."
The young man complained and said to the warden: "But thank you anyway."
The warden hasn't reacted yet.
The young man waved his hand, turned around and left.
"laugh!"
Without any warning, the sword penetrated the flesh.
Ah Jian held the sword and stabbed forward. The sharp blade instantly penetrated into the warden's throat, cutting off the artery and trachea at the same time.
The warden's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes as he stared at the man wearing the iron mask in front of him.
"Puch!" Ah Jian pulled out the blade, blood splattered all over the bed.
He turned around and walked out without looking at the warden again.
"Hehe..." The warden was not dead yet. He instinctively covered the edge of the sword on his neck tightly. Blood overflowed from his fingers like a spring, and the severed trachea made a weird "hehe" sound. Voice.
On the verge of death, the warden moved his body desperately, stretched out a bloody hand, and grabbed an inconspicuous rope hanging from the head of the bed.
A little less...a little less...
His fingers were trembling, and a large amount of blood poured out crazily, staining the entire bed red.
The look in the warden's eyes quickly dimmed.
At the last moment, his body twitched violently, and his fingers convulsively grasped the end of the rope. The remaining light in his eyes was completely extinguished, and he fell heavily out of bed.
The end of the rope was pulled by the weight of the corpse and fell hard!
The next second——
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-" This chapter has been completed!