MTL - Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort-Chapter 740 Will you pick the wrong person?

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All the prisoners here were condemned to death. The prisoners inside were either tortured to death or crouched in small corners. Most of them did not notice the silent appearance of Mu Ziling. First release www.zhuishubang.com

When the soldiers and guards inside passed by Mu Ziling's path, they fell unconsciously to the ground.

So soon, Mu Ziling went round and round, but none of them found Qing Ling's cell.

The whole cell was searched almost, and Qing Ling was not found. Now there is only the deepest one ...

Mu Ziling's eyes were dimmed, and his eyes were locked in the deepest part of the corridor, like a unique iron cell with cold iron on all sides.

The iron cell, with the exception of a small hole in the door for food delivery, had no air-permeable gap.

It goes without saying that such impenetrable cold iron cells are nothing more than wicked and inhumane adulterers.

Mu Ziling frowned slightly.

Isn't Qingling locked up there?

Just when Mu Ziling wondered whether Qing Ling would be held there, suddenly a heartbreaking scream was made in the iron cell.

"what--"

A tragic female voice almost broke the silence of the whole cell.

Mu Ziling jumped in his heart, almost conditionedly flew towards the direction of the iron prison.

Along with Mu Ziling's approaching, there were still babbling and wretched male voices in the iron prison, and the screaming female voice changed from heartbreaking to desolate and helpless despair.

Mu Ziling's expression flashed anxiously, and he kept knocking on the door of the iron prison: "Qing Ling ... Qing Ling, are you inside? Qing Ling ..."

Accompanied by Mu Ziling's eager voice, all the clutter in the iron cell suddenly stopped, and there was no sound at all.

The sudden silence inside made Mu Ziling's anxious voice jammed, her face changed, and then she put a lot of strength in her palm and was ready to hit the door.

However, when Mu Ziling was ready to smash the iron door in front of him, there was a voice of uncertainty and joy in it.

I saw the people inside clapping at the iron gate, and excitedly said, "Little spirit child? Is this the small spirit child? I'm here, I'm inside ..."

Upon hearing this, Mu Ziling was slightly relieved, but still couldn't help asking: "How? Are you all right?"

"It's all right, what can I do?" Qing Ling replied for granted.

Speaking, in order to convince Mu Ziling that she was really okay, she also stretched out her hand from the hole where the meal was delivered under the door, and shook it: "I was still alive, I wasn't just crying, I Just watching the show, no one in there dares to mess with my aunt and grandma! "

This answer is very green.

There are hundreds of thousands of death row prisoners in the immense death row. Presumably at this moment, our little girl Ling Ling can stay here without any mind.

Mu Ziling touched his nose silently, and realized that he had just been concerned but was in chaos, but he could not even hear Qing Ling's voice.

For a long time, Mu Ziling's voice was not heard, and Qing Ling kept shaking her hand, looking for her figure: "Little spirit child, how about you? Why are you here?"

"How come I'm here ..." Looking at the white tender and flexible hand in front of him, Mu Ziling crouched down and patted Qingling's hand in annoyance: "If I don't come, you still I do n’t want to stay here for a lifetime? Let ’s go, what ’s going on? Why did you go to jail? ”

Qing Ling didn't answer first, but extended her hand and extended it a bit, and then grumbled and said, "Little spirit, have you brought any food? The things in this ghost place are either stingy or smelly Yes, it ’s not eaten at all. I have n’t eaten for several days ... ”

Before Qing Ling had finished speaking, his outstretched hand was stuffed with a large bag of food.

Qing Ling was busy holding another hand, and then he held it out from the mouth of the hole. His voice was full of emotion: "Woohoo ... Little spirit, I know you are the best for me ... so much, so sweet Ah ... wow, these things are my favorite ... Little spirit, what should I do? I suddenly want to show you my face. "

Behind the door, Mu Ziling couldn't see how Qing Ling was holding the food like a pair of forefingers eating wildly, but he could also imagine.

"You eat slowly, fill your stomach first, and tell me what's going on." Knowing that the little Nizi inside was probably hungry, Mu Ziling was not in a hurry, she just sat anywhere and leaned on her back At the door, waiting.

Although in this death cell, Qing Ling's strong psychological ability makes her feel comfortable and comfortable, but if she has a choice, no one wants to stay in this dark and stinky ghost place.

So, after Qing Ling stuffed a few mouthfuls of food at random, he asked indistinctly: "Little spirit child, do you believe me? I didn't kill anyone ... no, I didn't bother to kill those two broken princesses. "

Mu Ziling heard the words, and couldn't help asking: "If I don't believe you, would it be impossible to believe the two dead people?"

Qing Ling grinned and didn't go around the corner again, and directly explained the situation before the prison. “I do n’t know what happened. I just remember that day They gathered in the library to check the materials. Later, in order to save time, we were tired and sleepy. Just rest and snore in the library, and wake up and continue to check. "

"Several days were such a boring day, and then that night, the night before the accident ... that night, I clearly remember that I just took a nap a little, but then I fell asleep somehow. Then, when I woke up, I found that I was packed in a sack ... Then I struggled out of the sack and found myself in a strange room. At that time, I hadn't seen the situation clearly, and rushed forward. There was a strong smell of blood, and then I saw the Princess Anya lying in front of me with blood dripping on her eyes, her eyes widened, it seemed that she could not die anymore ... Little spirit, do you know ... ...? "

At this point, Qing Ling seemed to be telling something frightening, and she swallowed her mouth before she could speak with a bit of fear.

"At first I saw Princess Anya's deadly death. I didn't feel anything, but just when I was about to get up, I found that my body was covered with blood. At that time, I thought I was injured somewhere, but I checked myself. At that time, a **** heart suddenly mumbled and fell from me to the ground, and I was shocked. "

"At first I was wondering what the disgusting thing was, but later I discovered that Princess Anya was digging a deep hole in her body, and that heart was in her body, but this is not the most ugly ... the most ugly is, Where Princess Anya was lying, there was still blood flowing out of nowhere ... Then I followed the flowing blood and went deep into the room, where a child was tied back to the back On the chair, that blood flowed from her ... "

"Child? That little princess?" Mu Ziling immediately felt it when she heard this. It was definitely not as simple as a normal conspiracy. She said, "You talk carefully."

"Yes." Qing Ling answered, and continued, "I remember that when I first saw the child, her head was drooping, but I could still see the corner of her mouth as if smiling. It was also because of the smile on the corner of my mouth that I was frightened again and again ... I was weird then, shouldn't the child's smile be innocent? But the child's smile at that time was almost a ghost It's terrible, spooky, horrifying and terrifying like a devil. "

"I thought the child was still alive, but the closer I got closer, I also found that the child was actually dead. She died less miserably than Princess Anya, but she was more miserable than Princess Anya, because she was only scratched on her thighs With a knife edge that is not deep or shallow, depending on the situation, she should have died slowly from blood loss ... I am still wondering that the child died so painfully at the time, and he could still laugh, it was too infiltrating . "

"Xiao Lingzi, you said, haven't I lost my blood mold for eight lives? That night, I was able to sleep in the library. Where did I know that when I woke up, I saw two dead men with mold. I couldn't care less Packing myself, I was thinking of leaving that right and wrong place, but when I found the door to go out, there was a mighty sound outside the door, I had no time to find a place to hide, the door was smashed open from outside Now. "

"The group of people who came in was a group of women headed by an old woman, and a few eunuchs who looked like mothers ... as soon as the group saw me, they saw the **** two dead people behind me. I was so scared that the flying dog jumped, and then several people rushed up and pointed to my nose and said that I was a murderer. "

"I do n’t need to know the situation at the time. I was like a yellow mud in my crotch. It ’s the fact that it ’s a murderer. The most annoying thing is the old lady who was headed by her. I was so scared that I could fart. Without saying a word, a group of guards were invited to pull me out to chop. Fortunately, at the critical moment, Ozawa and his emperor father came ... "

...

Listening to a series of details of Qing Ling, Mu Ziling found that the case seemed to have happened without any loopholes, and seemed to be properly seated. Qing Ling was the murderer, but when you think about it, every detail that Qing Ling said is There are doubts.

Now to clear up these obvious but hidden doubts, it is to re-examine the case.

If you want to check, then naturally you are going to Dali Temple.

But before going to Dali Temple to find Shen Siyang, there was still a problem in Mu Ziling's mind.

She knew that with Qing Ling's arrogant temperament, she would not give in to people like this, let alone give in after being wronged, and then she would not impose any resistance, so she was imprisoned here.

This doesn't make sense, and it doesn't fit Qingling's style.

The main thing is, who will have deep hatred for Qing Ling in the palace? Will you pick the wrong person?