The underground prison of Black Shark Fort is huge.

The five-zhang wide corridor is staggered, and on both sides of the corridor are neat and long-wide cells. A thick metal fence encloses the cell, through which you can clearly see the inside of the cell.

The walls of the cell were cast from black rock mixed with metal sap, rough and cold, without the slightest ornamentation. The underground water vapor was so heavy that the stone walls of the cells were slid down from time to time.

Every cell was crowded with people, men, women, children, and women, regardless of status, and at least one or two hundred people were thrown into each cell, and it was a luxury to lie down and rest together.

On the walls of the corridor, a stone oil lamp emitted a dim glow, illuminating the numb-looking prisoners in the cells.

Nearly 100,000 members of the Emperor clan were imprisoned in this prison area, and except for the cries of children, the entire prison area was lifeless and lifeless. The clansmen of the Emperor clan sat expressionlessly on the ground of the cell, like animals waiting to be slaughtered, quietly waiting for the end to come.

The nobles of the Yu clan have seen each other a lot, so they deeply understand their fate.

Struggling and resisting will have no effect other than to bring humiliation on oneself and subject oneself to greater suffering.

In a cell at the end of the corridor, several young people of the Yu tribe who were dressed in gorgeous clothes and covered in blood were gasping for breath, the nobles of the Yu tribe were not very physically strong, and they would be tired if the exercise was a little more intense.

A young man from the Imperial clan was hung upside down from the ceiling of his cell, bound by python ropes. Reddish, translucent bones were exposed everywhere on both of his legs, and the ground was littered with bits of flesh.

Several iron vertebrae densely covered with barbs pierced deeply into the vertebrae of the young people of the entire Emperor clan, and a little bit of blood continued to flow down the iron vertebrae, and the blood water was mixed with viscous spinal cord, pulling out long filaments on the iron cone.

The young man of the Emperor clan groaned softly. The three eyes were wide open, but there was no sparkle in them.

"Diluo, do you like my little gift to you?" After a while, a young man of the Yu tribe picked up a heavy, densely toothed iron rod, held it in his hand and waved it gently.

Junxiu's face was full of hideous colors, and the young man of the Yu tribe gritted his teeth and said, "My fiancée." You've made her belly bigger!"

With a 'bang', the iron rod slammed into Di Luo's lower abdomen, and Di Luo spat out a mouthful of blood with a 'wow', and his body twitched like a dying fish. After a long time, Di Luo struggled to catch his breath, and said weakly: "She took the initiative to hook up with me......! Isn't it very unusual? You and she are not married, and you have no right to interfere!"

"Of course, of course, I can understand. The young man of the Yu tribe waved the iron rod. smirked: "This little bit of romance is very ordinary, and for us, it is just a small concoction of our daily life." But you can get her pregnant, because of the bloodline of your Emperor clan, my family will gladly accept that child and let him truly become a member of my family!"

The inheritance of the power of the Yu clan relies more on the family bloodline.

The blood of the big tycoons. It represents a stronger talent potential and a stronger future for development. So this kind of thing like Diluo came up with. This young man of the Yu clan and his family will happily tolerate the existence of that child and raise him to adulthood.

For the young nobles of the Yu clan, no one is a chaste man or a martyr, and no one can say whose fault it is for this pre-marital affair.

"Me and my family. I would be very happy to have the blood of a great noble family integrated into my family. The young man of the Yu tribe gritted his teeth and roared wildly: "But you shouldn't have made her belly bigger, bragging and showing off at one midnight-salon after another!"

"If everyone didn't know that the child's father was you, I would be very happy to be his father!" the young man of the Yu tribe howled almost hysterically: "But you said it, everyone knows...... This is the greatest insult to me!"

One of the social laws of the Yu tribe - if you don't get caught, you're innocent!

There is an extremely wonderful derivative interpretation of this law, in which the mysteries can only be understood by the true nobles of the Yu clan.

Di Luo spat out a mouthful of blood. Looking at the young man of the Yu clan with a sneer, he sneered: "But you still marry her, aren't you?"

The young man of the Yu clan said with a gloomy face: "That's because you gave me 100,000 jade coins, damn it! 100,000 jade coins, you humiliated me!"

Waving the iron rod, the young man of the Yu clan aimed the iron rod at Di Luo's head: "Your great-grandfather is Lord Di Yantuo, and you are known as the youngest generation of the most talented young man of the Emperor clan. I'm really honored to be able to kill you with my own hands!"

Several Yu youths laughed at the same time.

In the past, when the Emperor Clan was still high, they wanted to kneel on the ground and lick Di Luo's boots, because their status was so far apart at that time.

But now, the Emperor clan is in trouble, and they can't wait to come and spend a lot of money to take revenge on Emperor Luo with their own hands.

This is the racial nature of the Yu nobles, who seem to be as noble and majestic as gods, but in fact they are a group of outright '' in their bones!

The iron rod in his hand was about to be swung down, when suddenly more than a dozen Jia warriors threw off their strides and rushed along the road, and one of them threw a heavy javelin from a distance of nearly a hundred zhang.

The sharp javelin accurately pierced the gap between the metal fences and slammed into the iron rod in the hands of the young man of the Yu tribe. The young man of the Yu tribe had severe pain in his hands, and the iron rod flew out of his hand, and he was stabbed by the javelin on the wall behind him.

The young man of the Yu tribe with bleeding hands screamed hoarsely: "Damn, is this the attitude of your Black Shark Fort Prison towards customers? I spent a whole 500,000 jade coins just to kill Di Luo with my own hands!"

Ji Hao, surrounded by the elders of the Emperor clan such as Di Yantuo and Di Luolang, strode over along the Yongdao with Chi Zhan, Ha Menluo and others.

Hearing the roar of the young man of the Yu clan, Ji Hao shouted coldly: "Fool, the most talented genius of the younger generation of the Emperor Clan, I spent a full 50 million jade coins to buy his life!

Those Jia warriors had already broken into the prison cell where Di Luo was tortured, and hearing Ji Hao's words, these Jia warriors did not hesitate to pull out their long knives and cut off the head of the young man of the Yu tribe with a clean knife.

"Ten million!" Chi Zhan quickly came up: "Add another 10 million, and take advantage of the great opportunity for Liangzhu to be in chaos, and I will help you clean up his family." We need a lot of new prisoners to fill empty prisons!"

Ji Hao nodded and smiled coldly.

Di Yantuo was already standing in the middle of the road, shouting loudly.

The hordes of spirit jailers strode out of the cells, pulled out the huge keys, and opened the heavy bars of the cells. (To be continued.) )