Ghost Gate Dungeon
"Jia Juesheng, Jia Juesheng, I didn't expect you to be here today, huh?" Qiliang hit his face with a folding fan, showing off the villain's triumphant look.
Jia Juesheng tied his hands and feet with shackles, glanced at him coldly, with a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to look away.
"I don't understand. What's so good about that person named Ziyang? Is it worthy of you working so hard for him?" Qiliang's folding fan slowly tapped his arm, his calm face showing no sign of anger.
Jia Juesheng straightened his neck and didn't even look at him.
Qiliang slapped his palms with his folding fan, shook his head and said regretfully: "I think it's such a pity for you. You shouldn't die in hell, let alone in my hands. Well, I'll give you a chance to live. Why? Sample?"
"I won't help you. You'd better give up. If I dare to come to Guimen to set up an array, I'm already prepared for the worst." Jia Juesheng was determined and unmoved.
In his opinion, the opportunity mentioned by Qiliang was either to join the Ghost Gate and work for the Ghost Gate, or to work only for him.
In order to survive, he, Jia Juesheng, could not do this kind of thing of surrendering to power and acting as a hawk for others.
Qiliang said seriously: "Don't be so harsh. You only need to promise me one thing. I will immediately open the cell door, remove the shackles, and let you leave the hell gate."
Jia Juesheng heard that his tone didn't sound like he was joking. He was silent for a moment and asked, "What's the matter?"
Qi Liang's eyes turned cold, he clenched the folding fan with both hands, gritted his teeth and said, "Kill a person for me! Kill a woman!"
"who?"
"Thousand-faced phantom! Yaorou!"
"I have no enmity with her, why should I help you kill her?"
"If you don't agree, you'll have to stay with this cell for the rest of your life." Qiliang walked out of the cell, turned his back to him, and said, "By the way, I'm letting you know that the Ziyang you wanted to see has been let go by me."
Jia Juesheng's pupils opened slightly, he took a few steps forward and confirmed again: "What?! Are you telling the truth?"
"You can tell if it's true or not when you go out and take a look? Why do you need to ask me?" Qiliang opened his folding fan and waved it slowly: "I will give you time to think about it. All you need to do is agree to kill the demon for me." Rou, I can let you go at any time."
Jia Juesheng lowered his head and thought, caught in a dilemma.
He wanted to leave the ghost gate, but he didn't want to kill innocent people for Qiliang. Until the roar of the dungeon gate sounded, he still didn't make a decision.
Outside Sanwang Palace
There is a knife hanging in a small square. The handle of the knife is a shark with a wide mouth. The sharp teeth are clearly visible, especially the pair of pupils, which are just like real ones. The blade is also made of shark teeth. composed of.
The hilt and blade were both snow-white, and a faint gas emitted from the body of the blade, rising high into the sky until it was swallowed up by the void.
The area around the square was extremely clean, not even a fallen leaf could be found, not even a dirty footprint.
Zi Yang stood outside the square and stared at the knife for a long time, looking a little lost in thought. Although he and the knife were dozens of steps away, he could still feel the ferocious aura of the blade.
"Do you like this knife?" A tall, thin man wearing a hooded cloak stood beside him and said, looking at the knife.
Zi Yang didn't look at him, but stared at the knife, and asked curiously: "Is this knife very powerful? No one around him dared to come close. There was no debris around the square. It looked like it had just been cleaned. Pass."
The tall and thin man covered his face with a cloak and said, "The name of this sword is the Blade of the Shark God, and it is the sword of the King of Swords."
Zi Yang turned to look at the tall and thin man: "Isn't the Sword Emperor dead? Why is his sword here in Sanwang Palace?"
The tall and thin man said expressionlessly: "It's very simple. Sanwangdian used to be the overlord of Liangcheng, and the Sword Emperor was born in Liangcheng. Naturally, his sword must be handed over to the overlord of Liangcheng for safekeeping."
Zi Yang walked around to the tall and thin man, looked at his handsome face carefully, and said, "You look familiar to me. Have we met somewhere? Do you know me?"
The tall and thin man looked at him and said with a smile: "Maybe I saw it in my dream. I have a bit of an impression."
Impossible. The uncle is so slovenly. How could he be the man in white clothes in front of me? The gap between the two is too big. I must have seen it wrong.
Ziyang walked toward the east gate of Liangcheng with some disappointment to see if he could find any trace of Jia Juesheng and others on the road. The tall and thin man laughed at him behind him.
"Isn't life in prison difficult?"
Zi Yang stopped and said calmly: "I have never seen you in the dungeon, how do you know?"
The tall and thin man walked slowly over and said as he walked, "Don't worry about how I know this. You have a friend named Jia Juesheng, right? His life is not easy now."
Zi Yang looked sideways and said in a deep voice, "Have you seen him?!"
"Xiao Yuying from Sanwang Palace took Bubai to the Ghost Gate to save you. Unexpectedly, they ran into Jia Juesheng who was setting up a formation outside the Ghost Gate. Just like that, Jia Juesheng was captured by the man named Bubai. Wow, I almost died laughing."
"Their goals are the same, they all want to save you, but what's the result? You have walked out of the ghost gate, and they are still wandering around in the ghost gate." The tall and thin man laughed.
Plop!
The tall and lanky man suddenly stopped laughing. He stared at Zi Yang who was kneeling in front of him and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong? What do you mean by kneeling down for me?"
Zi Yang pressed his forehead to the ground and said loudly: "I want to ask you to go to the ghost gate and rescue Jia Juesheng."
The tall and thin man sneered and humiliated: "Rescue people? Why should I save him? Just because of your word or kneel, I have to save people? Your dignity is worthless!"
"I know I'm weak now, but as long as you can save Jia Juesheng, I will definitely repay you in the future. Please save my friend."
The tall and thin man can know everything that happened to him in the ghost gate, as well as the actions of Jia Juesheng and others, so asking him to save Jia Juesheng is the best way.
Moreover, judging from what the tall and thin man knew, he was very concerned about Zi Yang's every move. Zi Yang didn't know what he wanted from him, but he knew full well that he had the ability to rescue Jia Juesheng.
There is no doubt about this.
A monk shouted: "Come, come, look, come and see, what's going on?"
"What a coward!"
"Good-for-nothing! What a disgrace!"
Zi Yang didn't care about others' ridicule and said loudly: "Please! Save Jia Juesheng. As long as you are willing to save him, I will do anything you want me to do!"
"Humph! This is what you said."
A resentful voice sounded, and Ziyang raised his head suddenly. The tall and thin man disappeared. The place where the tall and thin man originally stood was now replaced by another person.
The difference from before is that she changed into a red tube top dress today, showing off her seductive perfect curves and charming supple shoulders. The two sleeves were made of translucent silk gauze, a veil that covered her face. Still unchanged.
Just as Ziyang's knees were about to leave the ground, Qiu Qianqian said arrogantly: "I can help you save people, are you going to get up like this? When you asked for help just now, your attitude was not the same as now."
"You won't help me save people." Zi Yang left one sentence, stood up and left.
"Would you rather believe a passerby than me? Or do you feel embarrassed and embarrassed to beg me?"
As soon as Qiu Qianqian said these words, Ziyang refused to lift his footsteps and stood quietly on the spot.
After a long time, Zi Yang spoke with difficulty: "What should I do before you are willing to save him?"
Qiu Qianqian walked over slowly: "You know very well what I want, so you don't need me to say more, right?"
Zi Yang refused without even thinking: "Dream! I won't sell my soul to save others."
"Okay. People are risking their lives for you, but you are still talking about souls here. It's really funny!" Seeing that he stood still, Qiu Qianqian continued: "Let's go. I hope you can find someone to save him. , don’t even give him a chance to collect his body by then.”
Zi Yang looked at her with a complicated expression, not worried about being laughed at by the onlookers, and said: "Please... help me."
"Coward! Bah! Let's go, let's go."
"You don't even have any backbone. The way you beg for help makes me sick!"
"A wimp is a wimp!"
The monks left a few words and left.
"Swallow these three elixirs, and I will help you save people." Three ruddy elixirs appeared in Qiu Qianqian's palm, and they were placed flat in front of Ziyang.
He took the elixir without any hesitation and swallowed it in one gulp.
The veil in front of Qiu Qianqian's mouth moved slightly, and she said softly: "Let's go, why don't you follow me to the ghost gate to save people?"
Ziyang hesitated for a while and asked in a low voice: "Where is Xiaohai? Where has he gone? Isn't he with you?"
"I sent him to a safe place. You don't have to worry about him. Do you have anything else to ask?" Qiu Qian Qianfeng blinked slightly and leaned forward, taking in an unobstructed view of his arrogant elegance.
Zi Yang immediately looked away, shook his head nervously and said, "No more, no more."
Qiu Qianqian walked leisurely in front, and Ziyang followed behind her, never daring to lower his head or look at her.
Ghost Gate
Fei Yingming bent down and led the way with a smile, Qiu Leng nodded expressionlessly in response, and then eight elders from the Ghost Sect supported each other and followed closely behind him.
Under the leadership of Fei Yingming, the group finally arrived at the thousand steps of the Ghost Gate.
"You guys hurry back to the sect and order a big banquet. I want to entertain Young Master Qiu Leng well today." After Fei Yingming finished speaking, the eight elders endured their injuries and hurried back to the sect.
After they left, Qiu Leng looked slightly displeased and said, "Master Fei, it's better not to mention the words Young Master anymore. Just call me Qiu Leng."
Fei Ying said clearly: "Yes, yes, yes, yes. Master Qiu Leng is famous far and wide. He has surpassed all his peers and has never been defeated. Today, Yingming is lucky enough to meet him. These words are true."
"You defeated the eight elders of my ghost sect in a matter of seconds, but you yourself were unscathed. Such a brave performance, compared to my father-in-law, is really even better."
Qiu Leng said humbly: "Master Fei Meng said something serious, he said something serious."
At this moment, a disciple of the Ghost Sect who was guarding the mountain gate came over in a panic and said, "Sect Master, Bubai of Sanwang Palace has been waiting at the gate for a long time. Will the Sect Master go and meet him?"
"Invincible? What is he doing here?" Fei Yingming paused and said, "Go and lead him into the hall, and tell him I will be there soon."
"If something happens to Master Fei, I won't bother you. I hope Master Fei can release him as soon as possible." When Qiu Leng saw this, he could also guess something from it.
Fei Yingming hurriedly smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay. I have ordered the elders to prepare a banquet, and I also asked Mr. Qiu Leng to attend the banquet with me."
He insisted on inviting him, and Qiu Leng couldn't refuse. After all, he had already spread the word, and if he didn't go, others would inevitably make irresponsible remarks, so he had no choice but to enter the ghost gate with him.
