At night, I couldn't see my five fingers.

When He Yi walked into the dungeon of Dali Temple, he felt a sense of dampness, accompanied by the darkness that seemed to be indelible in front of him, and he couldn't help but frown.

Although the two guards behind him were carrying lanterns, they could only illuminate the place in front of him.

The darkness around him made him feel like a wild beast, and he was going to swallow him at any time.

This kind of ominous feeling has not been around for a long time.

Since the palace was in a fire that year, Zhu Feng ended the rule of the previous emperor, he has not felt this way for a long time.

The guard behind him noticed that he was hesitant and said softly: "Sir?"

Shi Yi came to his senses: "Hmm?"

“It’s right in front.”

"Um."

He was ordered to come to Dali Temple overnight to investigate. The case of Ning Wang was special, which was a serious crime of treason. Unlike other people who were imprisoned, there were still people who came to visit him. Even if the emperor allowed him, no one dared to cause trouble at this time.

Therefore, all the people in Dali Temple who were contacted by King Ning were the only people in Dali Temple.

And just now, he met all the people who had contacted King Ning, and there was almost no problem.

The last one left is the guardian of the dungeon.

Although he was just a small person, if it were normal, he would not need to interrogate him, but King Ning was poisoned to death in front of the emperor. This matter was very important, and he could only do everything in detail.

So, I arrived at the dungeon.

Seeing that it was too dark in front of him, the two guards walked to him to guide him and said, "Sir, the cell where His Highness Ning is imprisoned is right in front, and the guard is also in front."

They walked and said.

After a while, they walked to the door of the cell, but as soon as they approached, the three of them were stunned.

The cell should have been empty, but at this moment, a black shadow was hanging in the air, swaying.

It turned out to be a corpse!

"Oops!"

One of the guards shouted, rushed forward, kicked open the prison door, and shone it with the lantern in his hand.

He is the guardian of that dungeon.

He fell in the middle of the cell, a hemp rope strangled around his neck, hanging from the skylight above his head.

The cold moonlight shone down from the skylight and shone on his pale face.

The blood from his eyes and mouth and nose were shivering with a cold green color, which made people shudder.

The two guards suddenly panicked and said at a loss: "How could this happen?"

"How could he be poisoned?"

"Is it because of suicide because of guilt?"

"Is it him, King Ning?"

He Yi kept silent and stood outside the cell, looking coldly at the swaying corpse through a row of thick fences.

There was no expression on his face.

In the next two days, news came one by one.

Zhu Feng only felt that the clouds over his head, or that were thicker than the imperial city.

People who have come into contact with Ning Wang will "sincere" after taking the poison.

He wanted to find Emperor Gao's daily life in the palace, but as early as when he invaded the imperial city, the daily life hall was burned down, and all the things that happened back then were buried in the sea of ​​fire.

And those who knew about those things back then had already disappeared one by one as time passed, and his original Jingnan Battle.

He suddenly realized that he could not find anything.

Just as Zhu Xuan said before his death, although he was the lord of the nineteenth century and rich in all directions, he was completely ignorant of who he was born and raised by.

He is even worse than an ordinary ordinary person.

While thinking about this, Zhu Feng sat behind the imperial desk, grabbed the edge of the table with both hands, and his knuckles were snow-white, while those eyes, because they had not been asleep for two days, were covered with red blood, and looked even more ferocious and almost crazy.

Seeing him like this, Heyi and Xu Miaoyin were very nervous.

After experiencing the previous one, they knew too well how much impact their life experience would have on Zhu Feng.

And the most terrifying thing is

The first time, he was still young at that time, and the Gao Emperor could completely control him.

The second time, after the Great Sacrifice Altar, he had already started a massacre in the palace. Fortunately, he met the imperial concubine at that time, which made him lose his mind stand for a moment, and He Yi luckily restrained him.

But not every time I can be so lucky.

They have no way to control what kind of situation will happen if the third time happens.

But the emperor is not something that everyone can control.

Moreover, after reporting the incident, although Zhu Feng exuded a terrifying aura, he did not start killing directly like the last time, which made them feel a little lucky.

Maybe this time, Zhu Feng will no longer be affected by the past?

Thinking of this, they all looked at him carefully.

The entire imperial study room was oppressed by a suffocating breath. After a long silence, Zhu Feng sat in the chair and said in a deep voice: "You all go down."

Heyi and Ye Zheng hesitated for a moment.

Xu Miaoyin whispered: "Emperor, please stay here and accompany the emperor."

"No."

Zhu Feng said coldly with expressionless face: "I want to be alone."

“…”

"Everything out!"

Everyone had nothing to say now, so they could only carefully exit the imperial study room.

As soon as he closed the door, Ye Zheng frowned and looked back at Heyi: "Old Master Niu Nie, what should I do this time? Tell me yourself!"

He Yi was silent for a while.

Xu Miaoyin said on the side: "The situation of the emperor this time seems to be different from before."

He Yi said: "Because this time, the time is very short from the last time I used Taishang Wangqing."

“…”

"He didn't have time to recover some perception."

"You mean"

Heyi looked at Ye Zheng: "Do you remember what you often say, is it easy for the emperor to kill people in his dream?"

Ye Zheng nodded.

In fact, they all knew very well that Zhu Feng had been troubled by dreams, and his bloodthirsty killing was often accompanied by his dreams.

He will become bloodthirsty because of the influence of his dreams.

He Yi said: "But this time, after using the Supreme Being Forgetful Love, the Emperor rarely seems to have such a dream."

“…”

"That is, the impact of his memory on him is reducing."

Ye Zheng opened his eyes wide: "Is it true?"

He Yi was silent for a moment and said, "I guess."

"you"

Ye Zheng's expression was so angry that he was not yelling at all.

But on the other hand, Xu Miaoyin said: "I think that Shi Yi's words are right. These days, the emperor does not seem to be affected by the dream anymore."

“…”

"Of course, maybe it's because the time left to use Taishang Forgetful Love is too short, and those dreams have not had time to appear."

He Yi was silent for a while and said, "I think there is another person who may have some impact."

"who?"
Chapter completed!