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Gu Qinghua was implicated by his silly sweet sister Gu Xiangxiang, and Gu Mo was gloriously taken into a water prison.

His limp body was tied together with heavy, cold iron chains and the cross plank behind him.

This is a novel experience that cannot be experienced in ordinary acting life.

Not only was his body tied up, he was also soaked in bone-chilling water, the height of which reached up to his waist.

It can be roughly understood as being tied up and placed in a small "swimming pool".

But this is a "swimming pool" built in a dark basement.

There were only a few weak candles left on the walls of the water prison. Fortunately, there was no wind in the water prison, otherwise these pitiful and fragile candles would definitely be extinguished if blown out.

The attendants who escorted him were concerned about Gu Qinghua's identity, and did not show disrespect because Gu Qinghua was imprisoned. They still acted with absolute respect.

Therefore, when I sent him to the water prison and tied him up, I had a sense of propriety, handled it very appropriately, and moved lightly.

In comparison, Gu Xiangxiang's treatment was not much worse than him.

Because it was a detailed work of infiltrating the Holy Cult, the attendant's movements were much rougher and tied her to another cross plank about thirty centimeters away from Gu Qinghua.

Gu Xiangxiang's delicate and delicate voice was still so noisy that it made people want to slap her in the face.

"How dare you be so disrespectful to me, my father will never let you go! Wait, I will beat you to pieces."

Several attendants turned a deaf ear and even deliberately tied her hair to iron chains. If she dared to move her head, she would suffer the pain of pulling her hair.

Sure enough, after a few attendants left, the restless Gu Xiangxiang screamed in pain from time to time.

Gu Qinghua still wore a glittering golden butterfly mask on his face, hiding his appearance under the mask. In the dim water prison, it was impossible to tell whether the robe he was wearing was purple or black.

Gu Xiangxiang struggled for a long time. Gu Qinghua, who closed his eyes to concentrate, couldn't stand it anymore and shouted angrily: "Shut up."

Only then did Gu Xiangxiang remember that the person in the same room with her was the person she had innocently implicated. He seemed to be the right protector of the Demon Sect.

"Brother, I'm sorry. I just said it randomly in a moment of panic. Who asked you to wear a mask? You are different from everyone else.

However, your leader is too stupid. If I say something casually, he will believe it and will not find out the truth.

Do you think he has wanted to eradicate you for a long time, but he couldn't find any good excuse, so he happened to meet me and borrowed my knife to kill you? "

"Don't be silent. Do you think what I said is right?

It must be right, otherwise my second brother would believe me as soon as I mentioned it. How could it be so simple?

However, when I mentioned my second brother, his eyes looked as if he wanted to eat someone, which scared me.

It's really strange. Could it be that my second brother has a grudge against him?

Strange, my second brother has been recuperating in another village, how could he know him?

I really can’t understand it! "

Gu Xiangxiang kept chattering there. She thought that the aloof Gu Qinghua would ignore him, but unexpectedly Gu Qinghua actually started talking to him.

"You said that when you mentioned your second brother, the leader's eyes were scary?"

It seemed that it was not his illusion, Gu Xiangxiang also saw it, so why did Mo Chenxuan make Mo Chenxuan so angry? Did the original person have a problem with Mo Chenxuan?

No matter how hard he tried to recall his memory, he couldn't find any clues.

His memory clearly told him that he had a good relationship with Mo Chenxuan when he was the Right Protector of the Holy Cult. However, his identity as Gu Qinghua had never been exposed, and he never used his identity as Gu Qinghua to communicate with Mo Chenxuan. Pass.

Mo Chenxuan's anger came out of nowhere.