Chapter 436

Autumn wind, autumn rain, autumn clouds and autumn leaves, the royal garden has a school of autumn scenery. Song Ningyu finally stepped out of the glass bedroom. There are many people in the garden dressed in red powder. Seeing song Ningyu's eyes is like a sheep seeing a big gray wolf. Just talking and laughing about the wind, he has knelt on the ground and fell into a silence.

Song Ningyu raised her eyes, with a light hook on her lips and a wave of her long sleeve. As she turned around in July, she took Ouyang Huo's token and shook it out of the palace. She changed her men's clothes and walked on the street. Her temperament like flowing clouds attracted countless men and women to turn back.

The tavern was making a loud noise. In July, he patted his head beside song Ningyu and suddenly said, "childe, Princess Zhan has been put in the prison of the Ministry of punishment. It is said that the fire burned the Ziwei palace, which caused the imperial concubine to miscarry, so she was locked up and will have her head cut off in three days!"

Song Ningyu just nodded faintly. A jade fan in his hand was gentle and elegant, and his stomach was full of heaven and earth.

July was puzzled by his indifferent appearance. People came and went in the jade Pavilion of the Xie family. Ah Si, the waiter at the door, didn't know where to go. Song Ningyu strolled around Chang'an City and walked towards more and more remote places. July followed song Ningyu quietly. Yu Guang swept the people behind him and hummed coldly. He was really not afraid of death.

A burst of white powder rose from the Qingshi alley where they walked. In July, their eyes blinked slightly, then blinked again, reached out to pull song Ningyu's clothes, and fell to the ground with a bang. Song Ningyu twisted her eyebrows and stared at the person standing with the white powder scattered: "you..."

The man half knelt beside song Ningyu, who fell to the ground. One hand slowly pinched her neck. His eyes were sharp and full of murderous spirit. "Song Ningyu, you have ruined our nation... This account will be settled with you one day!"

"Dare you kill her? Don't forget your order!" a black robe stood in front of Lihuang and coldly reminded that song Ningyu's identity is special. Even if they want to do it, they can't do it at will.

Liguo slowly took back song Ningyu's hand and hummed coldly: "one day, I will let her die in my hand!"

But it seems to be a good choice to hand over song Ningyu!

In the dark basement, song Ningyu's whole body is tied with chains. The wet and cold temperature erodes song Ningyu's senses. A basin of cold water is poured on song Ningyu. Song Ningyu excites his spirit and slowly opens his eyes. However, after walking in Chang'an City, he unexpectedly meets the murderer!

It seems that song Ningyu has set up many enemies in Hongmeng.

Squinting his eyes, he looked around the secluded room. The room was full of torture utensils, and blood was slowly dripping on the torture utensils with fingers. In a room, song Ningyu was not only bound, but also a man opposite song Ningyu, Princess Zhan!

"The prison of the Ministry of punishment was like this, and this palace has seen it today." song Ningyu raised her eyes and smiled, and the corners of her lips slightly lifted up. The woman standing at the door covered her face in her robe. She couldn't see her age, and the whole person hid deeply.

Princess Zhan was blindfolded, and there was no good skin all over her. The slender ten fingers slowly dripping blood. Under the light, she could vaguely see the bone residue mixed with blood and flesh. It was only a few hours that Princess Zhan turned out to be like this!

Princess Lian Zhan was also a little surprised. She opened her mouth, blood dripping along the corners of her lips, and said in a hoarse and broken voice: "empress... Empress, how can she be here?"

Song Ningyu leaned against the wall. With the action of her hand, the huge chain made a loud noise. Song Ningyu glanced at the woman in a black robe outside the door and collected her eyes.

"Afraid that Princess Zhan felt lonely, she came in specially to stay for two days." the cold eyes opened lazily, and the corners of her lips were lightly hooked without a trace of temperature.

Princess Zhan coughed. Black cloth covered her eyes. The whole person was tied to the cross and thrown on the whip on the table. The barbed bones still hung the meat brushed from her body. Hongmeng has a history of nearly a thousand years. It can be seen from these torture tools that it is five flowers and eight doors.

"Before the Tang kingdom was captured, empress youlao stayed here for a few days." the old woman outside the door caught a chill in her voice, and the big lock fell and made a gurgling sound. The man in black sitting in the corner exuded an aura of dark Wei, which was seven points similar to the dark Wei around Ouyang Huo, but when she stood up and walked, it was not completely.

"Who sent you? Call ouyanghuo to me!" song Ningyu's eyes crossed the old woman's face at the door. The face blocked by the black cloak was vaguely dead. It was close to the dead man, but not completely.

The silver needle in her hand flew towards the old woman. The silver needle entered her eyebrow seven points. The old woman didn't even struggle and fell to the ground with a bang.

"It seems that the mission of the war family is coming to an end in my hand." Princess Zhan lowered her head, and the bright red and viscous blood fell to the ground drop by drop. It was particularly clear in the suddenly quiet dungeon. Several strands of silver needles in Song Ningyu's hand flew past. The man in black standing at the corner suddenly shot and cut off the silver needle that song Ningyu flew past.

"The king ordered that there should be no treatment. The war imperial concubine had better hand over the key."

"The Zhan family has an appointment with Hongmeng. The Zhan family lives and dies to protect the country. Cough... Cough, Hongmeng... Hongmeng's time is coming. You are not kind and unjust... You... Kill 730 lives of our Zhan family..." his hoarse voice was intermittent and weak.

The stout man sitting on the big chair grabbed the whip on the table and threw it down. The air sent out a thick smell of blood. Song Ningyu's delicate eyebrows and eyes tightened tightly and fought the imperial concubine in front of her, just trying to give her a note of Ma Wei!

"Don't talk nonsense, do you think you're still princess Zhan? Hand over the key quickly, and the king can spare your life!" the whip started without mercy. He tied a small barb on the whip, brushed it, pulled off a lot of flesh, and watched people's heart ache. Song Ningyu leaned against the wall without expression.

Princess Zhan bit her teeth and said nothing more. She fainted several times, but she didn't even say a word. There was a dark guard staring at her in the corner. The strong man was sweating all over. She dared not reduce a point.

Song Ningyu leaned against the copper wall and suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "since the king of Hongmeng is heartless, why do you keep it for him?"

The cell is dark and humid. The most frightening thing is that in such an environment, you are still blindfolded and can't see the light. In the wet, cold and dark, all your fears will be maximized!

Thinking silently, Princess Zhan's lips were bloodless. She slowly raised her head and squeezed out a voice from her teeth: "the Zhan family has lived and died to protect the country for generations, and must not be destroyed in the hands of this palace. This palace will never bear Hongmeng!"

Ouyang Huo can be unkind, but she can't be unjust. Song Ningyu raised her eyes: "this palace can save you out."

The tone was calm and comfortable in the bloody smell in the room. The shadow guard in the corner tightly held the sword in his hand. His eyes looked at Song Ningyu warily and dared not relax. There are too many rumors about song Ningyu, which makes people have to think deeply.