This is not a secret room, this is a dungeon.
It is less than thirty feet in diameter, and the surrounding walls, including the ceiling and floor, are made of cold iron and are indestructible.
There is only a table and a couch indoors, nothing else.
Under a lamp on the table, there was a man quietly leaning on his seat with his head tilted and eyes closed.
"There is no one else stationed there." Gong Shuyu looked around and said.
Jiang Fan looked around, slowly walked over, and looked at it carefully.
A young man of about twenty years old, extraordinary in martial arts, but Jiang Fan was stunned.
The pair of sword-shaped eyebrows flying sideways into the temples look so familiar...
"Do you want to wake him up?" the old guy asked, picking his ears.
Jiang Fan came back to his senses: "Wait..."
He lifted the candlestick and looked at the man carefully, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became. After a long time, he slowly put down the candlestick, his face full of surprise and complexity.
"Boy, did you see something?" the old guy said inexplicably.
Jiang Fan sighed softly: "Old guy, can't you see?"
The old guy hummed, stepped forward, took a brief look, and then his expression changed drastically: "Oh, I'll go!"
The two looked at each other and saw the disbelief in each other's eyes.
"This...how is this possible?" The old guy kept scratching his head, as if he couldn't figure it out.
Jiang Fan also smiled bitterly: "I don't think it's possible...but here we are..."
"You mean...this..."
Jiang Fan nodded: "I think the same thing as you, I'm probably not wrong."
The old guy frowned: "But the legend is not..."
"Legend?" Jiang Fan shook his head and smiled: "You also said it was a legend."
"It seems that he is not a ruthless person..." the old guy said in a complicated tone.
Jiang Fan looked around: "Who knows, living in a place like this all year round may be worse than death."
The old guy suddenly looked at Jiang Fan strangely: "Why do you seem to know something already?"
Jiang Fan was silent for a moment: "I have had doubts since she gave Qinglian Garden to me."
"Back then...why did you ask for Qinglianyuan?"
Jiang Fan thought for a while: "Maybe it's an inexplicable mentality. I always want to prove something."
"But you didn't expect that she would actually give it to you."
"Yes, actually, she hinted to me a long time ago. Do you think I really bought this mortal residence?"
The old guy was stunned: "Didn't you buy it from Yaren for five hundred taels? Why, is there still a problem?"
Jiang Fan shook his head: "The twenty-acre mansion, Yangdu City, Qingyi Lane, it's completely impossible for you not to be aware of it?"
The old guy thought for a moment and his eyes seemed to be a little confused: "So, she did it on purpose? Is that Yaren hers?"
Jiang Fan said: "I don't know if it was intentional or not, but that Yaman is indeed the real Yaman, but who can tell clearly what happened behind the scenes..."
"You thought of it just based on this stupid gray thread?"
Jiang Fan said: "I just have a vague feeling, and I'm still far from thinking about it. But now that she gave me a thread, it will be much easier to get involved."
The old guy smacked his lips: "You two are both ghosts."
"What about now? Now that you see it, as you think, how do you feel?"
"Now?" Jiang Fan's eyes were complicated: "It's hard to say now... This is a cage after all."
The old guy clicked his tongue twice: "Indeed, this cage is boring as hell, but it is so strong, and even has a formation blessing. If it weren't for me and the loser, who could get in?"
Jiang Fan smiled at this time and said: "So, how can the person trapped in such a strong cage be knocked unconscious so easily?"
The old guy was stunned. He was about to say something, but he saw the man leaning on the seat with his head tilted slowly opened his eyes, and his red and phoenix eyes were shining with clear light.
"So...who are you?" The man looked at Jiang Fan with a sincere smile.
Jiang Fan pulled out his seat, sat opposite him, and looked at him seriously.
"Hello, brother-in-law. I am your brother-in-law."
…
It took the man a full cup of tea to calm down.
"This is impossible." He shook his head in denial at the first moment.
"Why?" Jiang Fan held his cheek and looked at this handsome young man with interest.
"She...can't possibly get married..." The young man still didn't believe it.
Jiang Fan chuckled: "Do you think she can only marry Jiang Shan?"
The young man was stunned for a moment: "What you said makes sense."
Jiang Fan couldn't help laughing: "Brother-in-law, you are more handsome than I thought."
"Handsome?" The young man probably had never heard of this word.
"It means good-looking and handsome."
"Oh... I'm quite good-looking." The young man actually accepted the compliment calmly: "They all said that if I were a woman, I would be no worse than my sister."
He is really an interesting person. When he said this, not only did Jiang Fan feel that he was boasting, but he looked particularly sincere under his clear eyes.
Is this the reason why he didn't die? Jiang Fan thought a little involuntarily.
The young man saw him thinking deeply and said, "Who are you?"
Jiang Fan said seriously: "I am really your brother-in-law. Your sister, your Majesty, is my wife."
The young man could no longer hide his surprise and looked at Jiang Fan carefully with his eyes wide open: "You didn't lie to me?"
"No." Jiang Fan said simply.
"How else could I come here?" Jiang Fan said, "You understand."
"But where are you from..." The young man frowned and said doubtfully.
Jiang Fan smiled: "You know her character, how could you tell me directly. So my brother-in-law had to crack the mechanism himself. If you still don't believe it..." He reached out and took out the Hollow Token from his arms.
"You know this one, right?"
The young man looked down and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Order of the Emperor of Heaven?"
"Haha, you really know me, please reply to me now."
The young man stayed on the spot, opened his mouth slightly, and was speechless for a long time.
"But... why is it hollow?" he asked in confusion after a long while.
Jiang Fan sighed: "Who knows what your sister is thinking, maybe she just married me, and her heart...married Jiangshan."
"I believe it." The young man suddenly said softly.
"Oh? Do you really believe it?"
The young man nodded: "The Emperor of Heaven decrees that as long as she is still alive, it is impossible for her to fall into the hands of others."
"Ah?" Jiang Fan said unexpectedly: "You never thought that I killed her?"
The young man shook his head: "Impossible."
"So confident in her?" Jiang Fan asked curiously.
"That's right. The last time five heavenly beings joined forces, she was killed. Let alone mortals."
Jiang Fan couldn't help but laugh: "Do you see that I am a mortal? Yes, I am a mortal, Jiang Fan."
"Your name is Jiang Fan?" The young man thought for a moment and then said, "My name is Ying Wuming."
Da Qin, Ying Wuming.
"Third Prince." Jiang Fan said with emotion, "I never expected you to be here."
The young man hummed: "Sister said, this way, I don't have to die."
Jiang Fan was stunned and couldn't help but sigh.
"What a great Ying Wushuang..."
