After walking through the long prison path for a long time, his eyes were too dark to see anything clearly. There wasn' t much of the bloodcurdling screams she had imagined. There was only silence, death-like silence.
However, this sort of silence made her feel even more afraid from the bottom of her heart. That's right, few people who came here would return alive.
Wen Lingxi's heart trembled and his footsteps unconsciously drifted. Finally, he followed the jailer to the end of the corridor. Only then did he see that in an empty prison, the person sitting on the ground was Song Shushen.
He was dressed in white, a bit dirty. Even though his face was a bit haggard, his eyes were still very clean. He was still that light white-robed, moon-like Song Shushen, but when they met, he was in thi
