The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

When Fei He went down to the dungeon, Qin Xiaosi had already tied Qu Yi to the cross.

Instead of ropes, bone hooks were used.

When he got closer, Fei He saw the densely packed small thorns on the bone hook. He had chosen the most painful kind.

I really hate Qu Yi.

"Want to hear the story of that year?"

Qin Xiaosi's childhood memories are already filled with training in Qingyu Pavilion.

Only fragments remain of my family.

Hatred has been the only thing that has sustained him for so many years.

"No need, I remember everything."

Fei He knew that the child he raised with his own hands did not remember the past, but was unwilling to recall it.

"I brought portraits of your parents and brother. Would you like to see them?"

Fei He took off the mask on his face and took out the scroll that he had prepared long ago from behind him.

He placed the scroll on the table in the dungeon and personally lit all the candles and torches in the dungeon.

Light up the entire dungeon.

Qin Xiaosi stood there, staring at the scroll on the table.

After a while, he moved and walked over.

Before reaching out to touch the scroll, Qin Xiaosi went out to wash his hands.

Then he came back and carefully opened the scroll.

Nine portraits were taken out from it.

In addition to his parents, brothers, grandparents, there is also a portrait of his sister-in-law who was pregnant at the time.

His elder brother is nearly twenty years older than him, and he grew up following his elder brother and his wife.

The vague memories of the years became clear at this moment.

Qin Xiaosi stretched out his hand, but no one dared to touch the person in the portrait.

Fei He was standing nearby. He hadn't wanted to bring these portraits with him.

Before leaving, I thought about it and decided to go back and get these portraits.

As the portraits unfolded one by one, Qin Xiaosi saw that the last one was of a young child.

He was holding a sparrow in his hand, and looked very naughty.

This is the only portrait that Qin Xiaosi dares to touch.

This is himself as a child.

He still remembered that this portrait was painted by his eldest brother when he wanted to leave a commemoration for the whole family when his sister-in-law was not yet pregnant.

But he insisted on waiting until his sister-in-law's baby was born before he could be painted.

At that time, he kept saying that a painting would look good only if the whole family was together.

I didn't expect things and people to change so quickly.

Qin Xiaosi took off the mask on his face with trembling hands and placed it on the table beside him.

"Little Fourth is unfilial. He only caught his last enemy today. His parents, brothers, grandparents, and sister-in-law have been waiting for him in the afterlife for a long time."

Qin Xiaosi wiped a wall clean and hung a clean white cloth to cover the bloodstains on the wall.

Hang up all nine portraits.

The nine portraits were painted vividly. The candlelight in the dungeon was not very strong, and there was a slight breeze blowing.

As the candle wick swayed, the light and shadow of the candle swung wildly.

It looks as if the people in the portraits are alive.

Qin Xiaosi's eyes turned red and he slowly turned around to look at Fei Zhangling.

"Could you please repeat it again, Lord? I want to hear it."

Upon hearing this, Fei He took a few steps forward and walked in front of the portraits.

He bowed deeply towards the portrait.

"Xiao Si has been with me all these years, so General Qin doesn't have to worry. Xiao Si is a talented, hardworking kid. He will definitely have a bright future. The Qin family spear's reputation will surely spread throughout the army."

The Qin family is most famous for its Qin family spear, the ancestral spear technique.

It can attack from far and near, and can defeat a hundred enemies alone on the battlefield.

When Qin Xiaosi heard about the Qin family gun, his eyes turned red as if they were stained with blood.

He stared at the portrait in front of him, unable to take his eyes off it for a long time.

"Back then, when His Majesty went to Guanzhong, the Empress Dowager took the Princess Crown Princess to hide in what is now the Cining Palace, which was then the Yikun Palace.

The late emperor had many sons and daughters. After the late emperor fell seriously ill, the princes performed filial duties in the hall during the day and recruited soldiers and horses at night.

Recalling that period, the entire palace seemed to be shrouded in an invisible blood mist.

Under the cover of the blood mist, the sunlight can still barely shine in, but wait for the blood mist to dissipate.

The entire palace was a huge killing field.

The once exquisite and magnificent carved beams and painted buildings became the last salvation for the powerless palace maids to leave with a clear conscience.

When Your Majesty broke in, the palace was already in chaos.

What happened back then involved more than just General Qin.

Talking about this, Fei He sighed and met Qin Xiaosi's painful eyes.

Continue down:

"General Qin died in front of the palace gates while protecting the late emperor."

Even His Majesty is unwilling to recall the events of that year, and history books only record them in general terms.

The royal heir seized power and war broke out outside the Yangxin Palace.

"So you all protect this culprit and let him live safely in this world?"

The candlelight in the dungeon was dimmed by Qin Xiaosi's heart-wrenching question.

The candlelight swayed with the sound waves, illuminating his face in flickering light.

The face that had never seen the sun for many years stood there pale and miserable.

It is clearly a question, but it makes people feel infinite sadness.

This should have been the age when he was most full of vigor and vitality, but he was burdened with sorrow for half his life.

Facing Qin Xiaosi's questioning, who was protecting Qu Yi? Fei He couldn't say anything in the face of Qin Xiaosi's accusations.

It was something that was expected, so he could only accept it.

The dungeon fell into a brief silence.

Qin Xiaosi untied his elbow pads and took out all the hidden weapons inside.

Seeing this, Fei He turned around and picked up the spear on the weapon rack beside him.

Qin Xiaosi had just taken off his elbow pads when a long spear was placed in front of him.

"Go ahead and tell your enemies to watch carefully. Qin Qiang will have successors."

Qin Xiaosi turned his head to glance at Fei Zhangling.

After so many years of getting along, he had already guessed most of the truth.

Just now, I lost control of my emotions and released the anger that had been accumulating in my heart for a long time.

Instead, the whole person calmed down.

Qin Xiaosi took the spear from Fei Zhangling and weighed it.

Still the familiar feel and feel.

Suddenly, a long gust of wind blew past, and the long spear pierced through the wind, blowing all the hair covering Qu Yi's forehead to the back of his head.

Qu Yi closed his eyes in fear. Fei He walked forward silently and took out a long needle from the secret compartment.

He stabbed towards Qu Yi's neck.

"Ah ah ah ah ah."

The poison at the tip of the long needle quickly spread throughout Qu Yi's body, making him unable to escape even though he wanted to, and unable to die even though he wanted to.

In the dim dungeon, the only sounds that could be heard were the waving of Qin's spear and Qu Yi's occasional painful growls.

The dungeon floor was covered in blood and flesh, and even the walls near the cross were covered in blood and flesh.

The Qin spear has been passed down through generations, and according to legend it can kill people without them being seen.

After the gunmen had left, the victim slowly fell to the ground.

"I'm not good at martial arts and haven't been able to inherit my father's true teachings. It's all because of you. So, your death at the hands of this gun today is your fate."