For a moment, Xia Sheng's foot steps stopped and his eyes were slightly condensed.

Although the light in the field was dim and he couldn't see it very clearly, his first intuition told him that the knife on Ding Zhong's waist was exactly the same as the knife in his father's hand!

Perhaps because he noticed the strangeness of Xia Sheng behind him, Ding Zhong couldn't help but stop and turned around and said suspiciously: "Young Master Xia?"

This moment was very long and short for Xia Sheng. He was almost blurted out the questions at his mouth, but at the end, he just smiled and shook his head: "It's a little uncomfortable to come to this kind of place for the first time."

Ding Zhong was silent for a moment, and his sword-like eyes seemed to pierce Xia Sheng's soul. The already dim oil lamp flashed fiercely, as if the whole world was darkened.

Immediately, Ding Zhong couldn't help laughing and said, "I won't get used to this kind of thing for a long time. I hope Mr. Xia will come this last time."

This is a sincere wish.

Because there has been no visitor in the black prison of the Judgment Department for decades, more prisoners were escorted here.

In response to this, Xia Sheng smiled meaningfully and said, "That's not sure. Maybe, Lord Ding, we will see you again."

Hearing this, Ding Zhong couldn't help but look slightly stunned, then smiled and shook his head, turned around again, and walked towards the cells that were separated from the world forever.

As the two of them penetrated deeper, in the endless darkness, some numb sounds gradually began to come.

There were low sobs, heart-wrenching roars, and even the sad and resentful songs mixed together to compose a sad song that makes people tremble in their hearts.

Even though Xia Sheng had not seen half of the prisoner until this moment, the journey of less than a quarter of an hour made him deeply feel. If there really was hell in this world, then that would be it.

He didn't know how many unjust souls were lingering in this, nor did he know how tragic torture they had suffered, but every step he took made him feel that the air became even colder.

He saw the pair of eyes dying with his eyes, heard their last sorrow whistle before they died, and felt the despair and fear they had been suppressing in their hearts.

Xia Sheng sighed quietly, but his mind was not affected at all, and his footsteps were still as steady as before.

Ding Zhong saw all this and couldn't help but nod in secret, and his evaluation of Xia Sheng was raised to a higher level.

A moment later, Ding Zhong led Xia Sheng to a cage made entirely of Jing Tie, and then said, "Young Master Xia. It's here. The three demon spies are locked in it. Do you need me to accompany you in?"

Xia Sheng shook his head: "I won't bother Lord Ding. I'll go in and take a look."

"Okay, although we have taken precautions in advance before this, so that these counterattacks can no longer use illusions on people, and I just checked the shackles on their bodies this morning. Logically speaking, there is no danger, but I still hope that Mr. Xia can be more cautious. After all, these guys are all too slippery."

Xia Sheng responded with a smile, then took the lamp from Ding Zhong's hand, pushed open the prison door, and walked slowly in.

"clang!"

The prison door was closed again, and the loud noise immediately alarmed the three demons in the prison cell, and they couldn't help but subconsciously look up at the door. Even if they couldn't see anything.

Before, outside the prison gate, Ding Zhong told Xia Sheng that in order to prevent these demons from using illusions, they took some precautions in advance.

Now Xia Sheng finally knew what the so-called preventive measures were.

You should know that the demons have stepped on land from the sea more than a thousand years ago. The reason why they can pose a fatal threat to humans in a short period of time and cause bloody storms on the continent is that their eyes can have a psychedelic effect on people.

That is, illusion.

Now, the three demon tribes in front of Xia Sheng, without exception, have all been gouged out of their eyes.

Seeing this, Xia Sheng frowned immediately, and even his breathing became three heavier.

After all, in the seventh generation, he was also one of them.

In the blink of an eye, even though more than a thousand years had passed, and when he helped Emperor Taizu establish the Dajin Dynasty five hundred years ago, he had been encircled and suppressed by the demon army, he could not have had bone-breaking hatred for these aliens from beginning to end.

After a while, Xia Sheng adjusted his emotions and tried his best to prevent himself from sympathizing with them. He quietly raised the lamp in his hand and shone it on the faces of the three people.

Then, a hint of disappointment flashed across his face.

It seems that Wei Chongfeng did not lie to him. Among these three people, there is indeed not the mysterious couple he saw outside Baima Town.

But Xia Sheng did not give up, but asked them a question.

"Do you have any other companions in Jin Country?"

Logically speaking, Xia Sheng's words have no meaning and cannot receive any answers, because these three people have been locked up in the Judgment Office. I'm afraid they have tasted all kinds of torture instruments. They must have said that they have said that they cannot say that. Even the Judgment Office cannot ask. What is Xia Sheng's virtue? Just one sentence is like asking them to confess?

But unlike the people in the Judgment Office, Xia Sheng’s words were asked in the oldest demon clan language!

This language is about to be lost among the demon clans to this day. Only members of the royal clan can learn it and has become the most prominent identity symbol among the demon clans!

Xia Sheng's move was just a coincidence, because he didn't know what this language meant to these three demons, so in the next moment, he watched helplessly as the three demons who had been tortured to the point of being unhuman suddenly began to struggle violently.

The iron chains wrapped around them roared, and the iron rings welded between their wrists and ankles swayed violently, and even the wounds that had just healed on their bodies collapsed again and blood flowed.

One of the old men leaned their bodies madly before, with an incomparable sadness on their face. Lian Sheng shouted: "Hucha! Hucha!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Sheng was stunned.

The word Hucha is also the language of the demon clan, and it represents many meanings, such as the sun, gods, adults, leaders, etc., but in short, it is a word that expresses respect and worship.

At this moment, Xia Sheng also realized that the other party might have misunderstood his identity, but since that is the case, it is better to make the mistake just because he is wrong. Maybe he can really get some clues from the mouths of these three people!

So Xia Sheng immediately spoke and said another sentence in the language of the demon clan, which roughly means: "Your identity has been exposed, and I cannot rescue you, but I hope you will tell me the whereabouts of others, and I will send someone to ensure their safety."

After the words came, a middle-aged man hurriedly shouted: "I know, I know where the others are!"

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Chapter completed!