Feng Yan thought for a while.

After a while, she turned her head slightly and looked at the snowy night outside the window, "Can you really... survive?"

Feng Yan's voice seemed to be a murmur of self-questioning, but it still fell clearly into Xia Ying's ears.

He didn't answer, but just raised his cup with a smile.

"I won't talk about these..." he whispered, "I have limited time tonight, so I'll talk about some happy things."

...

The underground prison in Tianji Palace is brightly lit tonight.

In the court and the public, many people knew that in the Shinjian Department of Ouchi, there was a prison cell arranged by Tang Sanxue himself.

It is said that whenever you enter there, even a mouth with iron teeth and copper teeth will be pried open, and no one can keep the secret under the various torture instruments.

However, many people don’t know that compared with the methods of prison in Tianji Palace, Tang Sanxue’s methods can only be considered as sprinkling water.

After all, the former judges people, while the latter judges everything.

When Jiaguheng asked Ji Ran that it was hypocritical to stay away from the kitchen, Du Kuangfeng actually had a lot of words, but then he thought about it and there was no need to think about it - he could indeed understand some differences between "far away from the kitchen" and "not far away from the kitchen", but Jiaguheng, who was murderous, might not be able to understand it.

Ji Ran had heard of the powerful methods of prisoners here, and asked to take a look, but Du Kuangfeng did not refuse, so he took him to the cell above. Xiao Qi's previous visit was also fooling the past.

The door to this place does not open easily, because for ordinary people, some things that have been heard and seen are enough to become a nightmare for a lifetime.

The limit of pain that people can bear is infinitely extended here. What kind of lower limit will be broken through is never a matter of means, but an issue of imagination.

There are nine cells on this floor. Qing Xiu and Kuang Lu were sent to the rooms at the beginning and end respectively. Since the time of the execution rack, Qing Xiu's howlings did not stop. However, half an hour passed, and neither the young man nor the old man gave any useful information.

This is still unprecedented in Tianji Palace.

Du Qiangfeng sat in the room where Kuang Lu was. For the first time, he felt that the cell was too quiet. The old man never said a word from beginning to end. Even when his face had been twisted into pieces due to pain, he did not make a single redundant sound.

This made Du Xuanfeng very puzzled.

Is this loyalty to Xiaying?

If so? The person Xiaying... is probably much more difficult than he had imagined before.

"Stay a break."

Du Xuanfeng said to his subordinates? He walked to Kuang Lu and looked up at him. The old man's eyes, which had been tightly closed, slowly opened at this time.

"It's impossible to go out alive when you come in? Do you understand this?" Du Huanfeng asked in a low voice.

The old man gasped in his extremely hoarse voice.

Du Xuanfeng continued, "In other words, you can't see Xiaying again, and he will never have the chance to punish you again. Now that he is dead? I'll be relieved? No pain will come again... Don't you want to die?"

Kuang Lu shook his head, his turbid eyes turned gently, and he slowly looked up along Du Canfeng's feet.

He knew that the old man in front of him was a blind man, but when those eyes followed Du Huanfeng's voice, Du Huanfeng's thoughts were still slightly revived? It seemed that he was really staring at him by a certain gaze.

At this moment, the old man squeezed out a sneer from his throat.

This sneer means clear-I know you have no way to do with us...

Du Xuanfeng felt the ridicule in the chuckle, but he did not show any shame or anger.

He walked slowly in front of Kuang Lu calmly.

The two of them were counting the time in their minds at the same time.

One person thinks to do his best to last until the night passes, while the other racks his brains to squeeze out useful information before the sun rises.

——How long can Feng Yan hold Xiaying back?

——How long can Wei Xingzhen’s barrier last?

No one knows the answer to these questions.

"You recognize Jiaguheng." Du Huanfeng suddenly spoke.

Kuang Lu's eyes fell, as if he didn't understand Du Kuangfeng's problem.

"I have fought with him twice - should I say? He has come to trouble me twice." Du Qianfeng whispered softly, "I have never met such a strong opponent before? If I really have to fight head-on, I have no chance of winning... But I still survived? Do you know why?"

Kuang Lu didn't say anything.

"The first time, was it because of luck? But the second time I made some unexpected discoveries." Du Huanfeng's voice lowered a little? Even with a slight smile? "He was confused about his identity and learned too much from others, but he ended up in some illusory things and could not extricate himself... When I discovered this, I was very moved."

Du Qiangfeng raised his hand, grabbed Kuang Lu's neck, and forced his face toward him.

"If a demon looks too much like a human, it will have a human weakness," Du Qiangfeng said slowly, "and humans are full of weaknesses."

Kuang Lu spat forward, but Du Fufeng avoided it.

"Actually, I can see that you have been protecting that young man while you lurking in the canyon," Du Huanfeng nodded, "I am old and I am most afraid of being hurt by the younger generation... I understand this feeling, very well."

Kuang Lu's jaw trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he forced himself to hold it back.

Du Qiangfeng continued, "The master who has been following since childhood or his former friend died, is certainly sad. After all, they may be the only witnesses of some past experiences. They are no longer in this world, and all memories of the past have become something that one person keeps alone...

"But this kind of pain is not the same as a white-haired person who sends a black-haired person. Do you think so?"

Du Xuanfeng looked at the slowly changing face of the old man in front of him, and felt that he had indeed found the right direction. He approached a little bit and then said.

"Because you lose the former, you lose the past, you lose the latter, you lose the future, you lose the possibility, you lose a illusion... but meaningful projection of immortality.

"People like us who are half-tied would rather trade their lives for their lives than see young people waiting to be killed in front of us...

"It is said that people tend to be soft-hearted when they are old. I think I really... I don't know if you are?"

Kuang Lu didn't say anything, but the blue veins on his forehead slowly raised.

If the old man could see his eyes, he would probably be amazed at the sinister expression of the person in front of him at this moment.

Du Kuangfeng nodded and had already obtained the answer.
Chapter completed!