The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Leaving the basement, the guards outside cursed at them: "The speed is so slow, next time you will be a little bit cleaner."

The little girls were startled, and all bowed their heads and dared not refute them.

When leaving, Yun Ci moved his ears slightly, and he heard the gossip of the guards behind him.

"The kid is still locked inside?"

"Why don't the three kings deal with him?"

"Who knows..."

"Is the blood of Zhaoguo people really that powerful? I really want to taste it, maybe it can extend my life!"

"Hey, isn't there a ready-made one inside?"

"Go, let's take a look!"

Yun Ci turned his head and glanced, and saw the guards sneaking into the basement.

Zhaoguo.

It's it again...

It seems that everything is unfolding around it.

Yun Ci snorted in his heart.

Could it be... Is there any connection between Dongtang Chiyou and Zhaoguo?

In other words, he is a native of Zhaoguo!

The speculation about this avenue intensified in Yun Ci's heart, causing her to feel a little anxious.

It is necessary to find out the causes and consequences of all this as soon as possible.

Underground prison.

Several guards swaggered in. They glanced at the people in the other cages, then pulled a chair and sat down outside the cage where the teenager was held.

The young man was holding the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, bowed his head, his eyebrows were fine and beautiful, and he was eating slowly. Even in this situation, his movements still showed elegance and nobleness.

A guard picked up a stone from the ground, slammed it towards Dongtang Chiyou, and smashed Dongtang Chiyou's hand accurately. Dongtang Chiyou's hand shook and clanged, and the bowl in his hand fell. The ground fell to pieces, and all the food that had just been moved inside was spilled.

Several guards laughed.

"Are you hungry? Pick up and eat when you are hungry!"

Dongtang slowly pursed his lips and ignored the insult. He picked up the fragments and put them neatly aside with the chopsticks in his hands, cleaned up the food on the ground, and then continued to retract into the corner.

His ignorant and disdainful attitude immediately angered the guard who had just hit the stone.

The guard picked up a few more stones and smashed them all in Dongtang's slow direction. The stones hit her body, and there was a sharp pain. Dongtang hugged her knees late and only shrank into the corner.

The guards seemed to be playing with shooting toys, smashing more and more unscrupulously.

A stone hit his forehead and cut the skin instantly. A warm blood oozes out, and the stone falls beside Dongtang Chiyou's hand. He slowly picks up the stone with his hand, holds it in his palm, and lifts it. Starting from the head, in the shadows, with a pair of torch-like eyes, he slammed the stone back towards the guard.

The stone hit the guard's eye.

"what--"

The guard screamed in pain, turned over from his chair, and fell to the ground embarrassedly.

"Damn, brat, I will kill you now!"

The guard clutched his injured eyes, furiously, and directly took out the gun from his waist, trying to rush into Dongtang's faint cage.

Several other guards hurriedly stopped him: "Calm down, he is not an ordinary prisoner. If the boss knows, we will all be done!"

"Don't worry, I just teach him a lesson!" The guard rushed into the cage and immediately dragged Dongtang Chiyou out. The guard pulled Dongtang Chiyou by the collar and looked at him with fierce eyes, then He patted him on the cheek with a gun: "It looks thin and tender, and I don't know what blood tastes like!"