The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 599: He is not dead yet?

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"Yes! Chief."

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Deep and damp prison.

Huan Qingyan shuddered, and an extremely uncomfortable feeling surged in her heart, as if she was about to scream and flee here.

Jimoya took her hand and led the way in front. This prison was built underground and was very large and empty.

Every next step, the sound of footsteps echoes.

Occasionally, from the depths of the dungeon, there were groaning voices of howling ghosts and wolves.

"What's wrong? Yan girl?" Jimo Ya found her anomaly right from the beginning.

When this girl entered the dungeon, she felt extremely disgusted, with panic and fear on her face.

Huan Qingyan didn't know what was wrong with her, she calmed her mind, "Some flustered, don't know why? What are we going to do in the dungeon?"

Jimoya Xingchen’s eyes flashed with fragments of light and shadow, and the brilliance of his whole body was like a beacon, illuminating everything around him.

Wise and elegant, noble and alienated.

His unhurried pace, holding Huan Qingyan's hand, is marching without stopping.

"It will be here soon, you will know."

Because of the arrival of Jimoya, all the guards in the dungeon retreated. Currently, apart from the prisoners, there are only two of them.

Go away for a while.

It's getting wetter and moist inside, mixed with bursts of musty smell, especially unpleasant.

Jimoya explained it, "This is the area for executed prisoners."

While speaking, the two have reached the depths of the prison, where the cells are made of special cold iron.

The dim oil lamp was half-burning and non-combustible hanging on the wall, and the light was dim in the aisle.

Jimoya came to the outside of a stinking cell with a fantasy face.

In this cell, there are two prisoners on death row, a fat man. The fat on his body hangs down like waves. He is ugly and has a fierce face, facing a man who describes wormwood. The woman beat and scolded.

A fat man like this, Huan Qingyan knows who it is without looking at his face!

Golden Bell!

He is not dead yet?

The judgment of the Holy Court seems to be too slow.

Jimoya motioned to her to calm her anger, not to get angry easily!

The light in the dungeon was already dim. At this time, Moya put away its own light-emitting effect and was hidden in the dark, so Jin Dazhong had not found them both.

The woman who was beaten and abused by Jin Dazhong, her clothes were tattered and almost unclothed. Her body was covered with purple bruises everywhere, shocking, all over her body, including the woman's privacy.

Jin Dazhong squeezed the bulge on the woman's chest, and twisted it fiercely, "It's all you stinky ****, your stinky **** made me so miserable, sentenced The death penalty, I was kept in this dark place every day, eating like pig food..."

The woman paled with pain, and was afraid of going back.

Squeaky, like weeping.

Jin Dazhong was angry, pulled her hair over, slapped her ears around her, and beat her mouth to bleed, "Why are you hiding? I've played around with you all over, every day I feel like vomiting Now, I don’t have any sexual interest in you. I am just a crazy woman. She feels like vomiting when I see you. What can I hide from?"

Huan Qingyan was very angry. This Jin Dazhong was killing a woman again, and she was about to step forward to see righteousness.

I was held back by Jimoya.

She could see the woman's face clearly through the faint aisle light in the dungeon.