The hour given by Qian Diewu has passed, but there is no news from the Shadowless Sect, as if they don't care about Mo Feiyu's life or death at all.

Lin Miaozhu was almost going crazy waiting. He couldn't wait any longer and asked Qian Diewu: "Sister-in-law, an hour has passed long ago. Do we have to keep waiting?"

After someone took the lead to ask, Manager Xu also said: "Madam, waiting like this is not an option. We can wait, but the Lord of the Fortress cannot wait."

"Has the news spread?" Qian Diewu deliberately pretended to be calm, but in fact, she was already in a mess. For the sake of her husband, she decided to be more ruthless.

Being kind to the enemy will harm her own people, so she cannot be kind.

"It's all spread out. I'm afraid the people in the whole city already know. It's impossible that the Wuyingmen didn't get the news. But if they really got the news, why didn't they come to save people? Don't they even care about their young master's life?

?" When Manager Xu thought of such a possibility, he couldn't help but feel speechless to the leaders of Wuying Sect.

If people who can be so ruthless are allowed to take charge of the world, the common people will not have a good life.

"Hang Mo Feiyu to the gate for me, give him a few whips, and paint some color on him. I want to see how cold and ruthless the people in the Shadowless Sect are?" Qiandiewu slapped the case and gave the order, planning to

Compare it to Wuyingmen.

Those in the Shadowless Sect may have thought that she was a soft-hearted woman who wouldn't really do anything to Mo Feiyu, so they didn't plan to save anyone.

If they want to bet that she is soft-hearted, then she will show them cruelly.

Mo Feiyu was in the dungeon. At first, he was expecting that the people from the Shadowless Sect would trade Jimo Wuxuan for him, but he waited and waited for a long time. An hour had passed, and he still didn't receive any news. Slowly.

Slowly, I felt a sense of fear in my heart.

Although he is the young master of the Wuying Sect, he is not very liked by Taizu and his father, and he often messes up things. Taizu and his father want to get rid of Jimo Wuxuan so much, would they rather let him die than

How about replacing it with Jimo Wuxuan?

Will it?

"Let me out, let me out." Mo Feiyu couldn't hold back his anger. After being quiet in the cell for a while, he started shouting and yelling again, because he was sure that Taizu and his father would not use Jimo Wuxuan to do anything.

In exchange for his peace.

Taizu asked him to go to the chief of police as soon as he arrived in Kyoto City and work together to go out to Jimo Wuxuan, but he did not act in accordance with Taizu's order. This crime alone was enough for him to bear.

Qisha was about to fall asleep, but was woken up by Mo Feiyu's random shouting. He was very unhappy and had an extremely bad temper. He yelled, "Shut up, let me hear your voice again."

, I will cut out your tongue."

Mo Feiyu was not afraid of Qisha's roar and continued to shout: "Someone come quickly and let me out. I want to see Qian Diewu. Let me out."

"I told you to shut up, do you hear me?"

"I just won't shut up, what can you do to me?" He didn't believe that a person locked in an iron prison, with his limbs chained, could do to him?

Just when Mo Feiyu ignored Qisha, a stone suddenly flew over from the opposite cell and headed straight for his heart. The speed was extremely fast. The stone was wrapped with powerful power. If it was hit, it would be fatal.

Mo Feiyu also had certain skills and avoided the flying pebbles. However, he was unable to dodge with his whole body. The pebbles rubbed against the clothes on his arms, tearing his clothes and even his arms.

It hurt some.

The small stone grazed Mo Feiyu's sleeve and shot towards the wall behind, hitting the wall with great force, leaving a hollow in the wall.

Seeing such power, Mo Feiyu was a little frightened. He slowly turned his head and looked at Qisha opposite him with fear. He swallowed his saliva and did not dare to yell any more.

If he hadn't escaped quickly, he would have been killed by that little stone.

Who are the people imprisoned in the dungeon of Jimo Wuxuan?

The Golden Room was in the cell next door. On the surface, he was reading a book leisurely, but in fact he was paying attention to everything happening around him. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Mo Feiyu and was frightened.

The yelling here is really ridiculous."

After passing the stone just now, Mo Feiyu didn't dare to provoke Qisha anymore, but he didn't pay attention to the Golden House, so he boldly retorted, "What does it have to do with you? You should read your book carefully, sir."

Mind your own business, or I'll let you..."

Before he could finish his arrogant words, he was already frightened by a cold and stern look.

Golden House glared at Mo Feiyu, his eyes as sharp as a sharp blade, as if he could penetrate people, and extremely cold and stern. Seeing that Mo Feiyu stopped saying a word, he withdrew his eyes and returned to his frail scholar's appearance before, and continued to taunt: "

The Shadowless Gate is nothing more than that."

Neither of them was easy to mess with, so Mo Feiyu had no choice but to stay silent, not to mention that his situation was not much better and he had no right to be arrogant.

At this time, a guard came over and opened the cell door where Mo Feiyu was.

When Mo Feiyu saw this, he thought he could go out. He ran forward excitedly and asked excitedly and expectantly: "Are my grandpa and my dad coming to save me?"

The guard did not answer Mo Feiyu's question, but whipped him hard with a whip. Each whip left shocking blood marks on his body.

"Ah... what are you doing?" Mo Feiyu screamed after being beaten. He didn't react for a while and could only block his head with his hands. So he was beaten several times at first, and his clothes were broken.

Bright red blood oozed out.

After being whipped more than ten times, Mo Feiyu resisted and grabbed the whip to prevent the guards from hitting him again. He asked angrily: "Why did you hit me?"

"Because you are the young master of the Shadowless Sect and an enemy of Mo Castle, is there anything wrong with me beating you?" The guard pulled the whip back hard and hit Mo Feiyu again.

But this time I couldn't hit it.

Mo Feiyu was on guard, dodged the whip thrown by the guard, grabbed the tail of the whip again, and snatched the whip away, intending to whip the guard in turn.

But just as he was about to take action, a shiny knife was placed on his neck. Being threatened, he had no choice but to remain motionless.

Another guard drew a knife and put it on Mo Feiyu's neck, warning him: "If you dare to mess around again, I will cut off your head."

"What on earth do you want to do? Does Qian Diewu allow you to do this?" Mo Feiyu stood still, glancing at the knife on his neck, ready to resist at any time.

He didn't believe that Qian Diewu was such a cruel person. It must have been the guards who tortured him in private. This must be the case.

"This is the eldest lady's order. The eldest lady wants us to whip you a few times and then hang you outside the door."

"I don't believe that Die Wu is not such a cruel person."

"Can we call it ruthless if we are cruel to our enemies? To be ruthless, our Mo Castle is far inferior to your Wuying Sect. For your own selfish interests, you poisoned the wells in the city and killed the people in the entire city.

time

You sent people to assassinate the lord of the castle and the eldest lady. People like you have the nerve to say to us that you are "cruel and ruthless". It is simply ridiculous. There is no young master from the shadow sect. I think he is a worthless young master, and he still has no one.

Someone will come to save you."

"Stop talking nonsense to him and tie him up quickly." The other guard didn't talk nonsense and used a rope to tie up Mo Feiyu.

No one came to save him - this sentence was a serious blow to Mo Feiyu. He was stunned, so he was easily tied up by the guards. Even after being tied up, he was still thinking about this sentence.

No one came to save him. He was a member of the Mo family. Did his grandfather and father really not care about his life or death?

He doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe it at all.

After the guards tied up Mo Feiyu, they escorted him away and brought him to the door.

The Golden House was like a theatergoer, watching the scene just now as a drama. When the guards finished leaving and he and Qisha were the only ones left in the dungeon, he asked playfully: "Hey, what do you think happened outside?

"

Qisha ignored the golden house and closed his eyes to rest.

Huang Jinwu was used to Qisha's neglect and continued to talk happily, "I think something big must have happened in Mo Castle, and something happened to Jimo Wuxuan. I think it won't be long before we see the light of day again."

Seeing the light of day again - this time aroused Qisha's interest. He finally opened his eyes, looked at the Golden House, and asked him: "Do you think we can leave here in this life?"

"I never thought we would be locked up here forever."

"Why?"

"In the past two years, Jimo Wuxuan has come to see us less and less, and he has not seen us even once in the past half a year. It can be seen that he has little interest in Mirage anymore. As long as he no longer wants to go to Mirage

, it is very likely that we will be let go."

"Whimsical." Qisha didn't agree with Golden House's statement and mocked him coldly, then closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Based on his understanding of Jimo Wuxuan, if they become useless people, there will only be one end: death.

So it will never be possible to see the light of day again.

Golden House knew that Qisha didn't believe it, but he still believed in his intuition and said evilly: "Don't believe what I said. My intuition is very accurate. If I say that we can see the sun again, we will definitely see the sun again.

"

"Then you can continue daydreaming."

"I'm not daydreaming. You've also seen Qian Diewu. She is the one who allowed us to see the light of day again."

When Qiandiewu was mentioned, Qisha became interested again. He opened his eyes and glanced at the Golden House. He hesitated whether to believe him, but in the end he still didn't believe it and didn't bother to talk. He closed his eyes again.

He knew that Qian Diewu was Jimo Wuxuan's wife, but he didn't believe that a weak and weak woman could influence Jimo Wuxuan in anything.

Even if she could, with this woman's cruel heart, would she possibly let her husband's enemies go?

The Golden House didn't say anything more, just held the book and meditated, guessing and calculating the time to see how long it would take to leave here.
Chapter completed!