Chapter 744: Dungeon (1)

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The monstrous monsoon smoke was secretly sent to the underground cell by the guards in the palace.
The princess saw the monsoon smoke being locked in the dungeon and letting people lean against the wall with a chain. This was nodded with satisfaction, and the guards on the side said: "Take the incense, let the season general wake up. Woke up."
The guards heard the words, lit a scent in the cell, then immediately retired and shut the iron door of the cell.
The monsoon smoke in the "sleeping" smelled the faint scent, knowing that it was time to wake up, and this opened the eyes with a stunned look. When she blinked, her eyes fell on the outside of the cell. Princess.
"The general of the season, don't come innocent." The princess lifted his chin slightly, and looked proudly at the monsoon smoke that had already become a prisoner. His eyes were full of viciousness.
The monsoon smoked his eyebrows and glanced at the heavy iron ring that he had buckled on his limbs. On the face, he did not see the slightest panic. She looked up at the Princess and said, "This is the royal hospitality?"
"Guest?" The big princess suddenly laughed. "The monsoon smoke, you really don't see the coffin without tears. Do you really think that the father invited you back, is it to reward you?"
"What? Isn't it?" The monsoon smoked down to the big princess.
The big princess sneered a sigh: "The monsoon smoke, you are really naive, tell you the truth, this time, the father invited you back, not to give you any reward, but to take your life."
"My life?" The monsoon smoked his eyes slightly.
The princess's gaze skipped the shackles of the monsoon smoke, so it was a regrettable opening.
"It's really pitiful. You don't know what the monsoon smoke is when you die. Do you think that you have won the plain of the bones? It's a pity... but I don't know, what you have done is already self-defeating. ""
"The big princess, I know that you hate me, but you don't need to carry me under the name of your majesty." The monsoon smoke does not agree.
"Jokes, who would hate someone like you who is going to die, you believe it, don't believe it, anyway, you will die this time, I advise you to cherish it, you have a rare time." The princess finished, beckoning Called the jailer of the complicated dungeon.
"The season's general is thick and fleshy, and his temper is stubborn. You must be good to 'entertain', so you don't want the season general to be bored."
The jailer nodded again and again.
"The big princess rest assured that we know what to do and keep the Grand Princess happy."
The big princess nodded, and after sweeping the monsoon smoke, he turned and left, a group of jailers rushed to the big princess to leave.
When the people outside the cell walked away, a voice was suddenly introduced into the ears of the monsoon smoke.
"I said little girl, what have you done to get in?"
The monsoon smoke followed the sound, just to see a pair of eyes seen in the next cell. In the dungeon, there was only a layer of iron railing between the cells, and it was clear to each other.
Being locked in the room next door to the monsoon smoke is a small old man with a short stature that is full of his back. His eyes are very shrewd. He sweeps back and forth in the monsoon smoke. How to see the monsoon smoke is not like An ordinary prisoner.
"I also want to know." The monsoon smoke smiled slightly.
The old man looked at the monsoon smoke and was so casual. He couldn’t help but say: "I think you are a little girl who is afraid of committing a small thing, otherwise it will not be locked here. You know, this is what the royal dung is shutting. A murderous and violent recidivism, an ordinary prisoner, but can't enter here."