(It's on the shelves. From today on, the pawns will be updated two chapters a day, at 8:00 and 8:00 in the morning. It's still an old habit, there will be no updates, but it will basically not be interrupted. If you encounter a really special situation, the Gunner will ask for leave in advance, but there are definitely very few such things. The Gunner's old book friends know. In pride, not every writer can be as persevering as the Gunner, hahaha!)

Peng Wu looked through the iron window on the door and looked at Qin Feng who was in pain inside, and his eyes flashed with unbearable expressions. These days, almost every day, they came like this. Every time, Peng Wu thought that Qin Feng could not survive and would die in the howl of pain, or, this was also a relief for Qin Feng. But every time, Qin Feng miraculously came alive.

The violent gasps gradually subsided, and the bright red color of the exposed skin gradually returned to normal. Qin Feng lay on the ground, without any noise, but Peng Wu knew that today, Qin Feng survived again.

But, is this meaningful? Is it just to walk on the execution ground in a few days and suffer the pain of being cut into pieces? Peng Wu sighed, opened the iron door, turned around and picked up a tray placed on the ground, and walked in.

There is wine and meat on the plate, which is the only thing Peng Wu can do for him now.

"Captain Qin, Captain Qin!" he shouted in a low voice.

"I'm still alive, not dead!" Qin Feng turned over, looked up at the sky, trying his best to spread himself into a big character. He looked up at the gray roof.

He is still alive and not dead, not because of how powerful he is, but because the external force in his body has not completely collapsed. Although he is pricked by the violent inner breath in his body, he can still hold the last little position.

But I can't hold on for long!

"Captain Qin. Have something to eat!" She sat up with Qin Feng, and Peng Wu said carefully.

While gnawing on the chicken legs and drinking, Qin Feng looked at Peng Wu and suddenly asked, "Peng Wu, do you believe that the Death Camp is a traitor?"

Peng Wu lowered his head, "Sorry, Captain Qin, I don't know the death camp."

"Then do you think I am a traitor?" Qin Feng asked again.

Peng Wu lowered his head in embarrassment.

Qin Feng laughed with a hint, "Don't make things difficult for you anymore. How long has the old emperor been dead? I have lived without the heaven, earth, sun and moon these days. I have no idea what year it will be?"

"It's been a month." Peng Wudao.

"The Tian family is filial piety. Ten days count as one year, which means that the three-year filial piety period is about to end. It seems that my death period is coming." Qin Feng laughed loudly, raised his neck and took a big sip of wine.

"Captain..."

"Don't comfort me." Qin Feng waved his hand with a smile, "I'm not afraid of death, but I'm just unwilling to accept it. Look at how I look like now. It's just a waste of time. I just took the blame and died for thousands of years, but I'm really unwilling to accept it."

Peng Wu flattened his mouth. He didn't know whether he was crying or laughing, but murmured: "I'm dead, what if I have a name behind him?"

"It's well said. I'm dead, I don't care about his reputation behind him!" Qin Feng laughed. "It's a pity that my brothers! I can't figure out why they killed all the suicide camps? Isn't it enough to kill me?"

"Captain, if you kill you and don't kill the death camp, will your brothers give up? Similarly, if you kill those people and don't kill you, will you give up?" Peng Wu whispered.

Qin Feng was stunned and nodded, "You are right. No matter where you stay, they will probably be unable to sleep or eat. Kill them all without leaving any troubles. It is indeed a good method."

Peng Wumo kept silent.

"Peng Wu, I still want to thank you these days. At least I can eat and drink well every day before I die." Qin Feng reached out and patted Peng Wu on the shoulder, "I didn't expect you to be such a loyal person."

Peng Wu smiled awkwardly, put away the plate, turned around and walked out, "Person Qin, please have a good rest."

When he walked to the door, opened the iron door, Qin Feng's voice came from behind, "She, how are she?"

Peng Wu tightened his body. He knew who Qin Feng asked. After a while, he was stunned and finally did not say that he had gone to pay homage to the princess. "I don't know, Captain Qin, I am just a small warden. How could I easily see the noble Princess Zhaohua? This is Shangjing, not Luoying County."

"I understand!" Qin Fengyi waved his hand casually.

The one who died just now was her father, and the one who took the throne was her brother. The one who tried her best to cover up the crime for another person was her elder brother. Standing on her side, I am afraid that she would not be able to choose. It is not wrong to be alienated and hide for the relatives. Qin Feng did not resent Min Ruoxi. Taking this blame with a destined death may be the best choice for the Min family.

Leaning against the wall, Qin Feng couldn't help but think of the escape career along the way, and a smile appeared on his face. At that time, Min Ruoxi had shed the nobility on her body and presented it to him. She was just a little girl who was spoiled by her parents. She was about to die, but now it seems that this period of time is the most memorable day in her life.

During the past twenty years of his life, he had almost no other memory except killing and struggle. Thanks to Min Ruoxi, he added a few bright colors to his life and some colors in the last days of his life.

Peng Wu returned to his official hall and sat on the chair dejectedly. Now he regretted returning to Shangjing. When he was in Luoying County, what he thought about was to return to his motherland and his hometown. In his mind, everything in his hometown is good, and everything in the motherland is good.

But he never expected that when he returned to his country and his hometown, the first thing he saw was a complete injustice.

Is Qin Feng a rebel? Peng Wu wants to laugh a little.

The glorious Shangjing, his hometown, is now like a beast with a bloody mouth, and he may swallow him in one mouth at any time. Even a person like Qin Feng who has made great contributions, with Princess Zhaohua, can end up like this. What is that? To put it bluntly, Qin Feng is dead. A little ripples will appear on the water surface. If a person like himself dies, he will not even have a bubble.

Such days are much worse than those in Luoying County. At that time, he was in the dark and the enemy was in the light, and he had a clear target of defense, but now, he didn't know who to guard against? Just like Qin Feng, who happily returned to Shangjing, how could he think that the fatal attack did not come from the enemy, but from his motherland.

"Mr. Peng, it's not good, it's not good." A jailer pushed open the door of the official hall and rushed in, shouting loudly, his face full of panic.

"What's the name?" Peng Wu glanced at him dissatisfiedly, "This is the Heavenly Prison. It's the Imperial Prison. Could it be that there are still people who can rob the prison?"

"Princess Zhaohua brought people here." The prison guard said nervously, "I confronted the inner guards outside the prison."

Peng Wu stood up, "Princess Zhaohua is here?"

"Yes. The princess not only came, but also brought a lot of people and a few carriages. I can't tell what was loaded? Lord Peng, if Mr. Zhaohua was the main culprit, what should we do? Should we open all the institutions in the prison?"

"Do you know that it's Princess Zhaohua. You dare to take these opportunities and seek death?" Peng Wu roared, grabbed the hat that had just been thrown on the table, and hurried out. He went to ask for Princess Zhaohua two days ago. Didn't the princess have no reaction? Why did he suddenly run over? Peng Wu was a little excited. The princess is not an ungrateful person. It seems that these days, the princess has been planning to rescue Captain Qin, and Captain Qin is saved.

Others dare not come to rob the imperial prison, but what is there for Princess Zhaohua to dare to?

He almost trotted out.

Zhaozhu is different from ordinary prisons. From the outside, it seems to be a very majestic yamen, but there is no sign hanging. If it weren't for the fully armed soldiers standing outside, there would be no difference between this place and an ordinary yamen. However, now, the inner guards are stationed here.

"Your Highness, please don't make things difficult for the superiors. The subordinates received the order that no one can go to the imperial prison." An inner guard officer knelt in front of Princess Zhaohua, and his tone was tactful, but he was extremely firm.

Princess Zhaohua was wearing a red dress today and looked at the inner guard officer kneeling in front of her, and just snorted coldly. Behind her, Huo Guang had already strode over, stretched out his big hand and grabbed the inner guard officer directly.

With his hand stretched out, the officer's face changed drastically. When he wanted to stand up, he could move at all. The bones slammed and were bent down. He was shocked. He was naturally not a mediocre man who could be arranged to garrison here, but he had no power to fight back in front of this kuiwu man. Huo Guang sneered, and had already picked up the officer directly and threw it away casually. The officer screamed and was thrown high, crossing the nearest roof. With a thunder, he didn't know where it was smashed.

The inner guards behind the officers all had their faces changed color, and the sound of swords being unscathed was heard. As soon as the swords being unscathed, a black shadow was shaking in front of them. Ying Gu, wearing a black veil, was like a ghost, flashed several times in the inner guard group, and dozens of inner guards fell softly to the ground.

When Peng Wu stepped out of the door, he saw this scene and couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Princess!" he shouted.

Princess Zhaohua glanced at him lightly, "Fatty, lead the way."

With this fat man's cry, Peng Wu suddenly forgot his own responsibilities and bent down, "Princess, please."

Princess Zhaohua strode into the Zhao Prison. Behind him, Yinggu and Huo Guang commanded a large group of people to start moving things out of the carriage, and all of them were moved to the Zhao Prison.

When the new commander of the Inner Guard Yang Qing received the news, he was shocked. Prince Zhaohua mainly robbed the imperial prison. This was not a trivial matter. While sending people to the palace to deliver the message, he turned over and ran towards the imperial prison. Princess Zhaohua must be stopped.

He had just run out of the street where the inner guard was located and came to the intersection. On the opposite street, a gray sedan chair was carried by two sweats and appeared leisurely in front of him.

Seeing the two people carrying the sedan chairs, Yang Qing's face changed. He quickly turned over and got off the horse, stood on one side with his hands tied up. The curtain of the gray sedan chair was lifted up, and an old face appeared in front of Yang Qing.

"Go back!" The old man waved his hand, said three words to Yang Qing, then put down the curtain, and the two big men carried the sedan chair and walked forward again.

Seeing that the old man was heading was exactly where the prison was located, the cold sweat on Yang Qing's head fell down.

Things are going on now, obviously, beyond their controllable range.
Chapter completed!