Bone Painting Coroner

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Bone Painting!"Ah!" Lien swallowed a spit on his face, sneered coldly, and said weakly, "I said, you can... kill me, but don't think... don't want to know from my mouth... anything you want."

The spit on the face was stretched, the anger raged in my heart, and my eyes were red.

"Toast without food or fine wine!"

When he had finished speaking, he took two steps back, raised his whip, and pumped a good whip on the red-burned chest of the finches.

Although the guards are ruthless, they can't stand it at the moment!

This is the first time I have seen my prince torture a person in this way.

This means, I have to admire!

That night, even Linque was tortured so that people were not like people, and ghosts were not like ghosts.

After many syncopes, he was awakened by cold water or scalded by an iron stove. His body was covered with numerous scars.

But always keep the last breath.

The sky was already bright.

Nayen was also tired. He grabbed even Lin's hair and pulled back.

"Ben King will give you another day, if you don't say it again, tonight the King will hang your body to the gate of the city, let everyone see the end of the offense."

Lianque is like a dead body, with no power to fight back, eyes closed, and the breath is weak.

Can't say a word!

In the ground, someone came outside the secret room and reported: "Your grandfather, Master Song woke up."

Woke up?

On this hearing, Na Yan released the Linque and asked the side guards: "Take a good look at the people. If something goes wrong, the king wants your head."

"Yes!"

That patted the sleeves, and quickly left the secret room.

...

Although Song Zhi was awake, he lost too much blood and was unable to recover his energy for a while.

His face is much better!

He was lying on the bed weakly, and the doctor was giving him a pulse.

"It's a miracle!" the doctor said in surprise.

Song Zhi opened his eyes and looked at the drapery above his head, then turned his eyes to the people in the room.

Where is this?

Why is he completely unimpressed?

His house was obviously very dilapidated, and there were spider webs on the tiles above his head, but here... obviously it was the upper class.

Could it be that he entered heaven?

He opened Zhang Gan's lips, only half a sound before squeaking a voice, asked weakly: "Where is this?"

Several doctors were still immersed in his "death and resurrection" surprise, plus his voice was too weak to hear at all.

That delay came, and saw him lying on the bed, his eyes twitching ablaze.

The doctor said quickly: "Your lord, Song Gongzi is out of danger."

"Is it all right?"

"Now if you take a good rest, you will heal yourself."

What a great news!

Then walked to the bed and sat down quickly, took Song Zhi's cold hand, and let out a sigh of relief: "You finally woke up, and this king worried about you for a long time."

what?

Song Zhi frowned slightly.

Looking at the second prince in front of him, he was surprised: "My lord? Where am I?"

"You are in this palace."

"Ah?" He was puzzled and opened his mouth. "I... what's wrong with me?"

That Yan Weijing: "Don't you remember?"

"...I seem to..." He paused,

What should I remember?

For no reason, how come here?

Na Yan reminded: "That night the Lantern Festival, you blocked the sword for the king, if not you, lying here today, maybe it is the king."

This said, Song Zhi seems to remember.He went to the lantern festival, and the second prince passed him into the pavilion to chat for a while, and then there were many assassins. He fled without a door and could only hide behind a pillar, but saw an assassin trying to kill the second prince. He rushed without thinking

Go, and immediately suffered a sword.

It seems... a hole in the chest was pierced.

Covered with blood.

His chest hurt suddenly at the thought of this.Quickly reach for your wound.

He was stopped by the delay and told: "You have a sword wound on your chest, don't touch it."

Song stopped the pain, but was awake to the pain. He responded and asked, "How long have I slept?"

"Two days and two nights."

"Two days and two nights? I thought... I thought I was dead." Song Zhizhen thought he was dead. Where did he know that with his eyes open, he was still in the world, or in the Second King's Mansion.

Then Yan smiled slightly: "You saved the king, how can the king let you die? The king is still waiting to repay this saving grace."

"No, dare not!"

"Of course you dare." Na Yan said seriously, "In short, the most important thing is your body now, you feel at ease to recuperate in this palace, the rest of the things do not have to be considered, this king will arrange everything for you."

There is much meaning in these words.

It's just that Song Zhi understands this nerd.

Nerd, you are going to be rich and expensive!

"Thank you... Lord Xie, but..."

"Don't be any more! You have a good rest, just open your mouth if you need it." Then he patted the back of his hand. "Then the king will not disturb you, and I will come to see you later."

He went out.

The doctor also followed.

That Yan confirmed again and again: "Song Gongzi is really all right?"

The doctor affirmed: "The lord is assured that Song Gongzi is really okay. The minister prescribes a few medicines for him, and he will be fine."

"that's OK."

Can be relieved.

At this time, the sky is getting brighter.

All night, Nan Guohou did not rest.

Keep waiting for news.

It wasn't until dawn that a Tsing Yi man sent out came back.

Nan Guohou asked: "Did you find someone?" The man's face was solemn: "The second prince is now heavily guarded. We dived into the royal palace for a long time, but we didn't find even the finches. I don't know where the second prince shut him down? We dare not continue to look for it in the Prince, so as not to be

Found that he had to come back and report to Hou Ye first."

"How can a big living person disappear? Have you really looked for it carefully?"

"I've already found it, I didn't find it."

"Is that man already taken out of the house?"

The man shook his head: "Our people have been guarding outside the palace. All night, only people went in and no one came out."

"That's weird!" Nan Guohou frowned, thinking carefully. "Since people haven't been taken out of the house, there's no one in the house, where will they go?"

"Hou Ye, what now?"

"No one has found it, even if there is a way to save people."

"In case Big Brother has..." Is he dead?"No!" Nan Guohou interrupted immediately and said with great affirmation, "According to the character of the second prince, he will surely find out from Lianque's mouth who the lamp will prick him! So, he will not temporarily To the fate of a bird!

If he is dead, he should also be carried out of the palace, afraid that only... Lianque might as well die now."

Uh!"Boom!" There was a sudden sound of a fist hitting the door frame at the door.