Chapter 677: Ye Qi in the Dungeon (2)

However, despite being so embarrassed, it was still difficult to conceal that person's otherworldly, dusty temperament.

Hearing the movement, the man slowly raised his head, and looked at Zuo Yan who was standing outside the cell with a proud expression on his face.

But Zuo Yan's pale face betrayed him.

he is injured.

Seeing that Zuo Yan was injured, the heart skipped a beat and he frowned immediately.

He went to Yaozu again?

If not, how could it hurt?

Thinking that Zuo Yan might go to the Yaozu again to wreak havoc, the anger and hatred in that person's heart were immediately aroused.

Seeing the hatred in that person's eyes, Zuo Yan was even more proud.

"boom……"

A strange sound sounded, as if some mechanism had been triggered.

The next moment, there was a hole in the iron wall behind the people in the cell, and two iron claws protruded from the wall, dragging a long iron chain behind them.

On the iron claws, there were bloodstains that hadn't dried up. It could be seen that the injury on the man's shoulder was caused by these two iron claws.

Those two iron claws seemed to have eyes, and they went straight towards the man bound by the iron chain.

Feeling the approach of those two iron claws, there was no trace of fear in the man's eyes, only a deeper hatred for Zuo Yan outside the cell.

The two iron claws stretched out towards him from behind the man, and finally grabbed his shoulders, one left and one right, like half an hour ago, and grabbed the wound that he had no time to heal again. Two pieces of flesh and blood.

Ye Qi tightly clenched his fists, the blue veins on the back of his blood-red hands burst out, and even the blood vessels became obvious, his eyes were sometimes dark and sometimes bright.

His face, which was already as pale as paper, lost even a trace of blood. His face was densely covered with cold sweat. He clenched his teeth tightly, his mouth was filled with the smell of blood, but he insisted on not uttering a word.

The two iron claws brought fresh blood and automatically entered the iron wall, waiting for half an hour to reappear...

Ye Qi clenched his fists for a long time, but he still couldn't get over from the unbearable pain.

Cold sweat mixed with blood flowed into his eyes, making him almost unable to open them.

Zuo Yan sneered, raised his hand, and opened the cell door.

He stepped up and walked in comfortably.

The ground was already stained red by Ye Qi's blood, and there was almost no place to set foot on.

Zuo Yan seemed to dislike the blood all over the ground, but he walked towards Ye Qi step by step through the bloody water.

"How does it feel?"

Zuo Yan smiled.

"..."

"You said you, it's fine to run for your own life, don't care about those people, you have been arrested here for so many days, it can be seen that those people you rescued have come to look for you?"

"...What did you do to them?!" As soon as Ye Qi opened his mouth, blood flowed out of his mouth.

His voice, which was weakened by serious injuries, made people feel distressed.

"They? Don't worry, they are either as miserable as you or worse than you."

Hearing Zuo Yan's words, Ye Qi clenched his loose hands together again.

"Oh, by the way, your brother who was just born two months ago was accidentally shaken by one of my hands and fell to his death, as well as your parents, I guess..." Zuo Yan frowned and shook his head with a smile. Full of regret, but full of pride on the face.

Ye Qi was stunned, he raised his eyes a little stiffly, and looked at Zuo Yan's proud face in disbelief.

At this moment, except for the sound of the sky falling, Ye Qi could not hear any other sounds.

It was like a thunder had exploded in his head, and there was a bang, tearing his nerves fiercely.