After He Yiming opened his eyes, he immediately closed them again because he felt like he was dreaming.
In the dream, he was tied to a log and was being tortured by a man to extract a confession.
How can this be?
Who is this person?
How could the famous Suzaku Guardian Envoy under Marquis Ning fall to this level?
Fake!
It must be fake!
This inner turmoil made him feel less sleepy, and he opened his eyes again.
"woke up?"
The sudden words made him wake up instantly. He found that he couldn't muster any strength, and his limbs were actually tied to a log pillar.
Sitting across from him was a man with raised sword eyebrows, as if painted with pen and ink, a pair of piercing eyes, and a face as sharp as an ax and a chisel. He looked extremely tough. It was Wang Cheng.
"Captain Wang, what do you mean?" He Yiming was depressed with a hint of fear.
Wang Cheng said expressionlessly: "I want to ask you something. If the answer is good, I will let you go. If the answer is bad, I won't kill you, but you can never use any cultivation in the future."
He Yiming's expression suddenly changed. He had lost his cultivation. Wouldn't he have become a useless person?
"Captain Wang, there was indeed something wrong with Mr. He when Xuanwei was selected. But since you saved my wife, Mr. He is only grateful to you and has no intention of harming you."
He thought Wang Cheng was jealous of him for letting He Wushuang kill him during the Xuanwei selection.
"My wife? If you say that, we really have a grudge. You must have heard of the name Xu Ya, she is my fiancée!" Wang Cheng said.
"Xu Ya...fiancée..."
He Yiming muttered silently, and suddenly, his expression changed.
How could he forget that thing that was buried deep in his heart?
How dare you forget?
In fact, he had been living in fear every night for these years, fearing that one day the man would come with a group of people and kill him.
With this relationship, when he looked at Wang Cheng again, his eyes finally became filled with fear. If he angered someone, Wang Cheng might really destroy him.
"You are a smart man, so you don't need to use those methods on you." Wang Cheng said in a deep voice.
Seeing that He Yiming was honest, he got straight to the point: "Three months ago, to be more precise, in early February, did you take over a doctor who was escorted to Ninghou Mansion?"
Of course it was impossible for He Yiming to forget such a recent matter, but this matter was of too great concern, and even Marquis Ning had repeatedly told him not to reveal any information to the outside world.
"Say!" Wang Cheng suddenly raised his voice.
He Yiming originally wanted to be vague and fool him, but when he saw Wang Cheng holding a flying sword as long as a chopstick in his hand, he nodded and said: "It is true that I have taken over such a person, but the Marquis supervises this person very much." Yan, He doesn’t know much about this person.”
"Tell me, where did you take the people after you took over?" Wang Cheng asked.
"Back Mountain! I sent him to the Back Mountain! As for where he is being held, He doesn't know." He Yiming said.
Wang Cheng secretly said, "Sure enough," the master with such an important identity must have been held incommunicado.
However, the back mountain occupies a large area, especially after it has been repaired. Finding a person in such a large place is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Wang Cheng frowned, stared at He Yiming and said: "You have been following Ninghou for so many years. You followed Ninghou before the Ninghou Mansion was completed. You must know if there are any forbidden areas in the back mountain! Don't think about it Tell me lies!"
He stood up and came to He Yiming's side, and said coldly: "I forgot to tell you, the reason why you can't bring up any strength now is because you were poisoned by the "Qi Locking Pill"!"
"Qi-locking pill?" He Yiming changed his color. He had never heard of such a thing, but he thought it must be some kind of poisonous pill.
Wang Cheng said: "This is a kind of elixir for dispersing martial arts. If you don't get the antidote for one day, your cultivation will fall to a lower level. If you don't get the antidote for three days, you will fall out of the realm of martial arts master."
"There is such a pill?"
He Yiming was very frightened. If this trend continues, in less than ten days, wouldn't he be no different from an ordinary person?
"Don't think about looking for an antidote elsewhere. This elixir is refined based on a person's qi and blood. Simply put, there is only one antidote for you in the world!"
As he spoke, Wang Cheng opened his palm, revealing a yellow pill, and then quickly withdrew it.
He Yiming said quickly: "I said! I said! There is an area in the northeast corner of Houshan. No one is allowed to set foot there. The person you are looking for is likely to be imprisoned there."
Wang Cheng said: "I hope what you said is true, otherwise in one month, without this antidote, you will exhaust your body's energy and blood and suffocate to death."
He Yiming's expression changed again. He didn't say this just now, but he waited until this moment to say it.
"etc!"
He Yiming added: "There is another courtyard in the northwest corner of the Hou Mansion, which is also a forbidden area in the Hou Mansion."
Wang Cheng snorted coldly. He knew that He Yiming would be playing tricks, so he said this.
He grabbed He Yiming's collar with his right hand, and He Yiming was so frightened that he kept struggling.
"You...what do you want to do?"
Wang Cheng had no expression on his face, said nothing, and stared into his eyes.
He Yiming was startled at first, and then saw these eyes slowly turning into a bottomless abyss.
A wave of sleepiness came over him, and after just a moment, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep again.
Wang Cheng untied the rope from his body, carried him away, turned around and came to another room.
inside the room.
Qinglong and Xuanwu were lying on the ground, soundly sleeping, and Pan Meng was placed on the only couch.
Wang Cheng looked at He Yiming in his hand, threw him between Qinglong and Xuanwu, and then left the room.
The rain has stopped.
A red sun is hanging high in the sky, and it has just started to get a little cool and then it starts to get hot again.
The time came to noon.
After leaving Guanghu Beiyuan, Wang Cheng went straight to the northwest corner of the Hou Mansion and did not go to the back mountain.
Along the way, the soldiers on patrol all stopped and signaled when they saw him.
In the morning, Wang Cheng pulled twelve coffins into Ninghou Mansion and held a ceremony for the brothers who died in the battle. The news had already spread in Ninghou Mansion.
As a soldier, who wouldn't want to follow the lead of such a captain?
Guanghu Beiyuan is close to Martial Arts Pavilion. Strictly speaking, it is no longer within the scope of Ninghou Mansion, so to reach that other courtyard, you need to go northeast.
Wang Cheng has not been staying in Ninghou Mansion for nothing these past few months, but when he has free time, he will walk around Ninghou Mansion, and he has a fairly clear understanding of the architectural layout of Ninghou Mansion.
A few minutes later, he arrived at the villa that He Yiming mentioned, looking very drunk.
The door lintel of the other courtyard is empty and has no name. There are four soldiers guarding the door.
The four armored soldiers were tall and strong, each with a height of two meters, just like an ox.
As soon as Wang Cheng approached, a soldier suddenly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Stop whoever comes!"
The voice rumbled like thunder, causing Wang Cheng's blood to surge.
Full of Qi and blood?
Wang Cheng immediately sensed the existence of similar people, and the four people in front of him were actually ancient warriors with great energy and blood!
Usually there are not many ancient warriors with great energy and blood in the whole state, but four of them appeared here!
Only when you are in this realm can you appreciate the power of the ancient warriors who have mastered their Qi and blood. In terms of Qi and blood, they are not even comparable to most martial arts sects, let alone martial arts masters.
Wang Cheng smelled strongly of alcohol and his face was red. He clasped his fists unsteadily and said, "I...Wang Xuanfu happened to be passing by here..."
In the middle of his words, he suddenly vomited, vomiting out all the wine and undigested food.
Suddenly, the strong smell of alcohol and the sour smell of incompletely digested food filled the air.
The four soldiers have all undergone rigorous training. They have been among the dead many times. What kind of scene have they not seen before?
But the vomit was so disgusting, yellow, green, sticky, and had a nauseating stench.
Is this the excrement from the large intestine being spit out from the mouth?
The four of them all frowned. If they had not heard of Wang Cheng's name, they would have left him far away.
"vomit……"
Wang Cheng hunched over and kept vomiting, and did not stop until the yellow water was spit out.
"I'm sorry. I've never drunk so much wine before. It's so uncomfortable!"
He straightened up, his steps unsteady, and he staggered forward.
"Stop!"
The soldier stretched out his hand to signal again, but did not step forward to help him.
Instead of stopping, Wang Cheng threw himself into the other party's arms.
The soldier wanted to throw Wang Cheng away, but Wang Cheng's hands were like pliers, grabbing his elbows tightly, making him unable to move.
"not good!"
He immediately noticed something was wrong. If the man in front of him was really drunk, how could he have such great strength?
This strength is still above him!
He opened his mouth to call for help, but suddenly felt a pain behind his ear, his vision quickly turned black, and then he didn't know anything anymore.
"Back off!"
At this time, another soldier stepped forward and struck Wang Cheng's chest with an iron gun, trying to force the two men to separate.
"brush!"
The next moment, Wang Cheng disappeared from the arms of the soldier. The soldier who took action with the gun felt his eyes blurred as Wang Cheng appeared behind him.
Then, he also felt a pain behind his ear, and soon he lost consciousness.
"not good!"
The remaining two people finally noticed something strange, and took a step forward at the same time. One of the two spears came at the waist, and the other pierced Wang Cheng's heart.
They were obviously different moves, but at this moment, they hit the figure at the same time.
However, there was no hint of excitement on their faces, but their expressions changed drastically.
Afterimage!
The two quickly retracted their guns and defended themselves, but before they could move the iron guns in their hands, a figure flashed in front of their eyes.
Wang Cheng appeared next to the two of them, and saw a slender silver needle sandwiched between his index and middle fingers, piercing the acupuncture points behind their ears like lightning.
The two of them immediately lost consciousness just like the previous soldier, and could no longer sense anything.
In less than a breath, four ancient warriors who had reached the Qi and Blood Realm had been completely eliminated by Wang Cheng.
He changed his previous drunken and aggressive appearance, and in a flash, a series of figures appeared in front of the four people, and then there was a sound of joints being dislocated.
After the sound disappeared, the four people stood motionless in front of the door like sculptures. Without taking a closer look, it would be difficult to find that they had fallen into a coma.
After completely dealing with the four people, Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, then pushed the door open and entered...
