Dasheng, Yong'an seventh year, winter.
The deepest level of the sky prison never sees the light of day all year round. The cold and biting moisture is wrapped in the smell of blood, rancidness and rancidity, and sticks to every inch of the stone wall and every inch of the prison clothes.
This is the filthiest and most desperate place of death in the capital. It is the burial place of the rich and powerful after their crimes. It has never been accessible and has no chance of life.
Clang——
The prisoner remained motionless.
It was a figure that had been worn down by torture.
The black prison clothes were in tatters, with large and small whiplashes and burns all over his limbs and bones. The skin and flesh were ulcerated and turned outwards. Dark red blood scabs were mixed with black mud and smelly grass clippings, clinging to the tattered cloth. It was hard to tell where the wounds were and where the body was.
But now, he is just a criminal implicated in the case of deposing the crown prince, a remnant of the traitor despised by everyone in the government and the public.
"Cough... Cough cough..."
Months of torture in prison, whipping and grinding day and night, had already destroyed his proud and battle-hardened physique to the point of collapse.
In the past, everyone feared him, respected him, feared that he had great military achievements and strong holy support.
Once it falls into the water, thousands of people will step on it.
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Purpose: To be reborn as a prophet to crush the situation, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger to slap the prince and his courtiers in the face, change one's destiny to save the lover, break the shackles of worldly career, plot a comeback, iron-blooded revenge, and pursue deep love in both directions