"A Ying!" I shouted, rushed over and grabbed A Ying's wrist.
Aying looked at me with panic and complex eyes.
Following Aying's fingers, I saw the bulging temples.
It is covered with interlaced blood vessels.
I could even see the pulse of blood vessels.
While I was calming down, Aying broke free.
When she drew a little person again, I froze.
Because that person looked ordinary, but his trouser legs were empty and his feet were not visible.
My scalp felt numb, and I slowly turned around.
Feng Qingluan, who was originally chatting with the female prisoners, had disappeared.
"Where's the eldest sister?"
I don't know who said this, but the whole cell was filled with fear.
The female prisoners rushed towards the iron gate like crazy and beat it hard, screaming at the top of their lungs.
I turned my gaze back to Aying and slowly pointed at myself.
I was asking if she had the image of me being dismembered in her mind.
Aying shook her head slowly, not sure whether she didn't see it or not.
At this moment, these are no longer important.
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Feng Qingluan is dead!
I think he should be dead!
At this moment, she may have fallen on three people in pieces, because her legs do not belong to her, and may be useless at all.
I thought that such an emergency would cause the prison guards to send me out immediately, but I didn’t expect that no one would contact me again for the next half month.
Aying's paintings were discovered, and everyone regarded her as a bad omen, and would rather die than be in the same cell as her.
So, Aying and I were the only ones left in the whole cell.
Being in jail, there is nothing you can do.
I tried to contact Ning Zhen, but was horrified to find that he never responded.
I thought there must be something blocking him and me.
In the past half month, Aying stopped painting.
I wanted to communicate with her in my dreams, but she stayed up all night.
After more than ten days of tossing, he was already as thin as a mummy.
"Shen An'an, someone wants to see you!"
Just as I was sitting on the bed holding my knees, the cold voice of the prison guard suddenly sounded outside.
After the door opened, I quickly stood up.
The only people who can come to see me in prison are old people, right?
But when I arrived at the reception room, what I saw was Mr. Feng.
Mr. Feng's eye sockets were sunken, and his originally gray hair was now thinning to a few strands.
Because he was so thin, the clothes on his body could hardly hang, and his emaciated and hunched back could be vaguely seen.
"I am only a granddaughter like Qingluan!"
After the prison guards left, Mr. Feng slowly spoke.
This sentence made me feel bad.
He is here to ask me to accuse him! ?
"She has been held in my hands since she was a child. I will give her whatever she wants! But since I met you, all the misery has come. When I knew that you designed to become my apprentice to deal with Qingluan, I You should be killed!”
"I designed to become your apprentice solely for self-protection!"
Mr. Feng turned a deaf ear to my explanation.
"Finally, my little girl has grown up! She was childhood sweethearts with the eldest son of the Situ family, but she fell in love with the second son. In order to let her get the happiness she wanted, I did not hesitate to tamper with the eldest son's car. Only when the eldest son dies can Qingluan be with the second son without any guilt!"
Mr. Feng’s words made my head buzz.
"Did you kill Situ Kuan?!"
"That was just an accident!" Mr. Feng grinned, "The police have already determined it!"
"Old bastard!"
I rushed over and slapped the glass with my palm.
However, it can only be photographed on glass.
"Is it wrong to do it for my own children? No! Although I, Qingluan, am domineering and willful, I can't be as cruel as I am! She is worried about Situ Jin, so she doesn't tolerate you! If she hadn't begged me to let you go temporarily , you have already gone to hell eight hundred times! Do you think your Yin Immortal can really save you?"
At this moment, a powerful uneasiness came over me.
Suddenly, I understood why Ning Yi didn't show up.
"What did you do to my fairy family?"
"He broke both of my granddaughter's legs! He should have died a long time ago! And you... took Qingluan to a place like this while I was away, and finally left her dead without any body parts!"
"Feng Wuqi!" I yelled, beating the glass, "Where did you take my Ning Yi? If you dare to go to the east tower, I won't let you go!"
"Why don't you let me go?" Feng Wuqi sneered, "The entire Shen family can't fight with me, let alone a dead girl like you! Back then, I just used a little trick to make your entire Shen family The family is ruined. Tell me, how can you fight with me!"
I stared at Feng Wuqi, my eyes almost bleeding.
Although I had known that it was Feng Wuqi who asked my stepmother's brother to tamper with our Shen family tablets, I never had time to figure out the reason.
After all, I am not capable of competing with anyone in their family.
"You shouldn't have touched Qingluan!" Feng Wuqi suddenly roared, "With Qingluan gone, you will see a real living King of Hell! You will regret what you did! You will regret that you can't kill yourself with your own hands. He suffered endless suffering for his life!”
"Let me out! Let me out!"
I pounded the glass again until it bled.
But the glass only vibrated slightly and was not damaged at all.
"Since you want to go to jail, I will grant it to you! You will become a real prisoner with a bad criminal record and be tortured here!"
"If you have the guts, old man, let me out!"
"I have no more seeds! The only one in my Feng family was killed by you! However, I will avenge my granddaughter! Whether it is you or those marginalized people who should not exist in the world, they all must die!"
When Feng Wuqi said this, he raised his skinny hand and waved.
Later, the bloody Aying was dragged out.
On the ground, a wide and bright red blood mark was drawn.
With sharp eyes, I noticed that the man was dragging her along by her hair.
And Aying's hands and legs have long been missing!
But the gurgling blood told me that her limbs had been chopped off.
"A Ying!!"
With a roar, I hit the glass harder.
Aying was motionless, not sure whether she was dead or fainted.
"It was her hands that killed my granddaughter, so I cut them off! I don't see how she can still harm others without her hands!"
Feng Wuqi laughed wildly and burst into tears.
"I, Feng Wuqi, have always been the only one who cares about my life. No one dares to touch any plant or tree in my Feng family! No matter how powerful she is, she has offended the wrong person!"
I only told the mysterious old man about Ah Ying’s painting that predicted the victim.
Now, Feng Wuqi knows everything clearly.
Clearly, I was betrayed!
I only knew that the Feng family was so powerful that it could cover the sky with one hand, but I never thought that it could even penetrate into such a place.
I screamed and hit the glass.
The next second, his vision and consciousness were completely plunged into darkness.
Suddenly, I heard rapid breathing.
When I looked for the sound, I saw Aying smiling in the sunshine.
"Aying!" I rushed over, "Are you still alive? It's great that you are alive!"
"But it's no different from death!" Aying smiled bitterly, "He wanted to chop off my head, and then I would look exactly like the people in the painting!"
"Aying...I'm sorry!"
At this moment, I couldn't help but cry.
It’s self-blame and resentment!
"It's none of your business!" Aying shook her head, "You have to go out, you have to save those people! He's going to kill them!"
The people A Ying mentioned should be marginalized people.
"Aying, I can't get out! I'm trapped here!"
At this moment, I feel a deep sense of powerlessness!
"Your body can't get out, but your soul can!" Aying smiled and touched my face, "An'an, get out quickly! Find my mother, get that Zhong Kui statue and burn it, hurry up!"
Aying pushed me hard, and my body quickly slid back.
In my sight, a curled up body on the ground was getting farther and farther away from me.
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