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After saying goodbye, Gou Zong Mei expressionlessly looked at the dark, damp and stinky cell. She didn't feel anything from the surroundings of a walking corpse.

What was truly unexpected was that many years later, his appearance would be the same shabby and miserable one he had despised when he was young. At that time, he was still full of mockery and despise for those people. Whoever dared to come to his house to beg, he would scold them for kicking and kicking, and the big stick dog would warmly greet them. At that time, he was still swearing at her: "Dog-like thing, also deserve to live in the world. It was disgusting and slovenly, staining my eyes. Beat them all to death, or else die early and reincarnate! "

But now, he finally understood one thing. Sometimes, living was a type of torment. Endless pain, living was better than dying.

Actually, he should have died ten years ago. It was a good thing that he died, and the whole family should have been reunited. But why did he have to live alone in this world? He still couldn't forget his parents, his wife and children. They stood in front of him with bloodless faces, looking at him with eyes as calm as ice water.

He woke up from his dream time and time again, and his heart was filled with grief. He hated himself so much for being incompetent and weak that even his dearest and dearest love could not save him. At that moment, that prideful and elegant Zong Mei died. Right now, the one still alive was the blood soaked death god from the field.

He had been reborn from the inferno, all for the sake of letting the flames of revenge burn through Jiangnan one day, killing all those who had ruined his family and destroyed his people. The name "Li Guangling" popped up in his mind one after another in the Fulin Pavilion, Pingyuan Palace, and the Sword of Awakening Hall. He swore a blood oath that one day, he would make all of you pay with your blood. I want you all to go down and die with my family!

So, it could be said that he didn't hesitate in the slightest when he received Old Uncle Wu's order. For revenge, he was willing to die even if it meant his death. Only in the end did he discover that fate was so funny. So many years had passed, but the Sword of Mercy, Li Guangling, was still as strong as ever, and he could not withstand it. It was so dark that he had become the other party's prisoner.

He was unwilling to admit that after all these years, his efforts were in vain. As long as he was still alive and breathing, he would persevere and pursue the path of revenge to the end. He wanted to see with his own eyes how, step by step, the Pingyuan Palace of Yangzhou had been reduced to hell in the mortal world.

He believed that this day would come sooner or later. It wasn't that he didn't report this fact, but that his time had yet to come. At the same time, he believed that Wu Ke wouldn't let him off. This was a battle of life and death. This was because he had personally witnessed this person's thunderous method of washing the entire Fortune Pavilion with blood. On one hand, he was plundering the other, while laughing and killing without restraint. Such a talent was truly formidable. He was the overlord of a region. As long as he thought of the other party, there was nothing that he could not accomplish.

Furthermore, as one of the alliance master's trusted aides, although Zong Mei did not participate in all of the plans, she could faintly deduce that after so many years, Wu Ke had never been idle and was already preparing a major case. Once he succeeded, he could not imagine how many people would die from this plan. And last year's Jin'ling Fortune Pavilion's calamity was only a small beginning.

However, at this time, his ears pricked up as he heard the sounds of shackles dragging on the ground from outside the cell. The sound was even more ear-piercing in this confined environment. At this time, a new prisoner entered the prison.

He raised his disheveled head and swept his cold eyes over the approaching figure. Suddenly, his eyelids twitched. He realized that the person who entered was an old acquaintance, Fu Sang Lang Wu Zang Yuan. The other party's body was covered in bloodstains and was still dripping blood. As he dragged on the ground, he looked to be in an extremely miserable state.

Wu Cang Yuan was in so much pain that he could not speak. He grimaced in pain. After being casually thrown to the ground like a dead dog, he almost bounced up from the ground in pain and tried to settle the score with the other party. Are you f * cking human or not? I've already cooperated so much with you. Are you trying to take my life and make me into such a miserable state? I'm going to die, I'm going to die.

The two guards threw him on the ground and ignored him. They secretly cursed him. This guy was truly poor, he couldn't even get anything out of him. She had already hinted to him that she was spending money to reduce the amount of pain she was suffering. But he didn't know if he was really stupid or just faking it, he couldn't even understand this little bit of insight. He deserved to die from the pain.

Wu Cang Yuan waited for them to get far away before swearing, "You bunch of people will get knocked down by cars sooner or later. Aiya, mother, father's butt is still bleeding. Li Guangling, this bastard actually attacked so ruthlessly! " However, no matter how loud he shouted, no one came to bother him. It hurts to talk, so it's better to save some energy and saliva.

Although Zong Mei was a little surprised, after experiencing life and death situations, his temperament had changed drastically. He had become lonesome and cold, never liking lively places, and he also didn't like to talk with others. Therefore, they didn't have any friends in the Sky Execution Alliance, and had always been alone. Sometimes I just talk to myself when I'm bored. In this damned world, no one could be trusted, no one could be trusted. He only believed in himself.

It's very simple. If you don't believe in yourself and can't control your own mouth, what right do you have to ask others to keep your secret for you? If you knew the second secret in the world, it wouldn't be a secret.

Therefore, he had been watching coldly from the sidelines since the moment Wu Zang Yuan had entered. No matter what the other party's circumstances were, there was no need for him to have too much of a relationship with them, even if they were all members of the Heaven's Execution Alliance.

The Martial Treasure Origin finally quieted down. It no longer wasted any energy and started to re-examine the surrounding environment. He didn't like the damp and gloomy air at all. He felt a chill all over his body. Although he had travelled thousands of miles to the Divine State, where he had experienced stormy seas and had almost died in the hands of a fish, he still firmly and tenaciously survived. For no other reason than that he would have crawled to the Central Plains before personally witnessing the flourishing people and beautiful young wives of the Central Plains.

However, when he saw the environment here, he almost collapsed. That's right, this was a prison cell. I heard that a lot of people had died here. I don't want to be the next one. So he shouted at once: "Go to the street and let me out! I'm going out, I don't want to go to jail! Li Guangling, let me out! "

"Hey, stop wasting your strength!" At this time, a sharp and cold voice echoed from his side. Ye Zichen was shocked, he didn't expect there to be someone else here. When he saw the other person's face clearly, he cried out involuntarily, "You're not that Zong, Mister Zong? Why are you here? "

Zong Mei couldn't stand him making a ruckus like a child. It was as if he had never been in prison. He really had no knowledge and had never experienced such a small scene before. He was worthy of being called a peerless expert. A true expert should be able to remain calm even when being pressured by a mountain. Even if the enemy's blade was on his neck, wouldn't he be able to turn a deaf ear? This was the quality an expert should have. Thus, he spoke out to stop him, not wanting him to disturb his own quiet place. A person's world naturally had a person's brilliance.

Seeing that he did not seem to know him, Wu Zang Yuan was angered and shouted: "Hey, Mr. Zong, I am Wu Zang, you can't not recognize me now, right? "Am I talking to you?"