Waves of knocking sounds were heard. Jing Zhongyue climbed up from the stone plate and turned around to listen. The sound came from the next door. There were no windows or doors everywhere, which meant that the dungeon was airtight in the future. The dim candlelight flickers and the hell karma fire knocks on the heart. Judging from the sound, it sounds like it is being struck with an iron tool. It does not sound like he is asking for help or trying to break the stomping wall. This person is too delusional. What kind of thing is there in this ghost place? Any exit is just another trap. Jing Zhongyue stopped thinking about escaping and sat down cross-legged quietly. He heard a crash and looked sideways at a blood-stained man standing in front of him. His hands and feet were covered with rusty iron shackles. This man had unkempt hair and an unkempt appearance. She was a woman, and Jing Zhongyue felt pity for her. She had no intention of practicing her skills and stepped forward and said: "Who tortured this girl into such misery? It really makes me heartbroken!"
The woman shook her head in reply.
Jing Zhongyue wanted to use her internal strength to break the iron cuffs, but the woman couldn't stand it and whispered: "You can't stop it. This is made of fine steel and can only be opened with a special key, otherwise the mechanism in the lock will be broken." Hold my wrist forever until the whole arm becomes necrotic.
Jing Zhongyue was so surprised that she did not forget to look at the girl's beautiful appearance. Although there were some blood scabs on her face, she was still a beauty. The two people they were talking to each gave their names. The girl's name was Shi Dai. Jing Zhongyue tore off a piece of her clothes and handed it to her to wipe her face.
Shi Dai accepted it without rejecting it, how did you get imprisoned here!
After being lost in the fog, Miwu was brought here after being knocked unconscious with incense. Jing Zhongyue was helpless but could not do anything, and was puzzled.
This is Shuifang. Their clan master's surname is Shui and his first name is Zhiqing. It seems to be a very poetic name, but he does both black and white business. I heard that they had secretly made acquaintance with the people of Taohua Pavilion and had done a lot of harm to others, and now they have joined forces with King Fu of Luoyang to eradicate some of their sworn enemies in the martial arts conference.
Where did you hear this from? Jing Zhongyue is a little unbelievable. How could a prisoner know about these secrets of the imperial court and the martial arts! Could it be that he was caught because of some involvement? In other words, it is unreasonable to threaten any sect leader to be imprisoned. Why would killing her directly be so unnecessary?
Seeing that she was thinking a little, Shi Dai said, "What are you thinking about?"
Have you never thought about escaping from birth? After saying this, I regretted that this place was airtight, it was just an iron wall.
Shi Dai frowned and sighed completely: "What if we go out! People on the water side are like droplets of water, just like a shadow, and why not have three meals a day delivered to them."
Jing Zhongyue was happy to hear what she said. What you said makes sense. At least there won't be any troubles in the mortal world.
You see, since it's not interesting, why don't we each talk about what we think?
OK! Jing Zhongyue smiled and did not take the loss and danger to heart at all. I am an orphan, without a father or a mother. His words and actions can completely haunt the girl. His appearance and words are definitely like a mermaid and a wanderer. are compatible. How many nymphomaniac girls can fall for him.
Shi Dai shed tears when he said what he said, but she sympathized with his experience. However, these could not capture her heart. She tore off the corners of her noble clothes and scarred herself with her unpretentious and flattering behavior. The wound dressing and touching comfort and unyieldingness are really hard not to admire.
The cold pots of cold water forced him to wake up from the nightmare like an enlightenment. In front of him was no longer a beauty, but a bearded man with a serious and sinister look. The whip in his hand made a rustling sound. Yue took a breath of cold air, looking at her whole body, only her head could move, and her limbs were all tied up and fixed on the cross.
Jing Zhongyue looked at the posture and saw that there was a cell around her. She didn't know when the person was unconscious and was carried to another cell. She was only left with her underwear, and her outer coat was long gone. The big man in front of her shouted in a rough voice: "Boy" Unexpectedly, you look pretty and handsome, but since your internal strength is not low, today I want to see how well you can withstand a beating."
etc! I would like to ask where is Miss Shi Dai? Did you do this to her?
I didn’t expect that you could still care about her at such a life-threatening moment, but I might as well tell you that she is still in that gossip cage, but you have to suffer the physical pain. I didn't expect that you are not only handsome but also have a sharp mouth that can capture a woman's heart in an instant. Today I will slap your face and break your pipa bones.
Jing Zhongyue didn't say anything at first as he approached, but the big man's hands were shaking. The sect master repeatedly warned not to torture this person because he is the key to defeating the Wulin Association. Jing Zhongyue was also puzzled as to why he was being tortured and his hands were shaking. He also felt that something was fishy: "How come a decent man doesn't even have this bit of courage?" Did he just finish speaking? There was a man outside the door. He hurried forward, "Kanshui Protector, the sect wants to see this person in person." With this sentence, the short blade in the Kanshui Protector's hand kept shaking. He tried hard to hold his wrist and reluctantly released Jing Zhongyue, and ordered the two of them to be escorted to the hall. .
Under a curtain, a person sat in the middle, and two rows on both sides stood in unison. They cupped their hands and called the person in the curtain the leader of the clan.
Jing Zhongyue was pinned down by two minions. He lowered his head and looked up at the man in the curtain. The man in the curtain said unhurriedly: "You are the successor of the Kunlun Sect. Who is your master?"
Yue Xiang in the well didn't even want to say: "I don't have a master! I don't know any martial arts."
The person in the curtain pondered for a moment: "If you don't cooperate, the girl in the Eight Trigrams Cage will let him die."
wait! Why do you and I involve innocent people? If you have any problem, just come to me. Don't use such despicable and shameless methods on weak women.
You are negotiating terms with me! I just want you to do one thing for me. As long as you do it, not to mention being a beauty, you will have endless glory and wealth.
Although Jing Zhongyue longs for glory and wealth, it is difficult to achieve it by selling herself for such a thing! An idea flashed through Jing Zhongyue: "Yes, I can help as long as you tell me how to do it in detail. But I also want you to let the girl go. What's the matter? It's a good discussion."
The man in the curtain nodded, and Jing Zhongyue also saw from the screen door that he nodded, which must be an agreement! Untie him and treat him like a guest!
Jing Zhongyue had already planned to help them seize the crown prince position for King Na Fu. She was completely uninterested in these political struggles and grievances. Now she could rest comfortably on the bed for a while.
It was already midnight in the inn. Bai Yingxue knocked on Jing Zhongyue's door three times in a row but there was no sound, so she had to push the door open and go in. She searched the room anxiously for no one but could not find anyone. Her face was flushed with worry and concern. I searched all over the upper and lower floors of the Meijian Inn but couldn't find anyone. I had mixed feelings when I happened to bump into the chest of a man in fur clothes. I looked up and saw a cold and handsome face. His black hair was combed down his back and slightly untied. Flowing in the air, it contrasts with the handsomeness and has a unique airiness and coldness. The angular black eyes have an aloof and cold expression, the kind of cold bones that one dares not look into and the arrogance that is as mysterious as the sun in the clouds.
This person is none other than Leng Mofeng. She stared at her in astonishment and said nothing for a long time. Leng Mofeng asked disdainfully: "Are you looking for Jing Zhongyue? Maybe this guy wandered off somewhere else!"
Bai Yingxue was a little surprised: "How do you know this?"
Leng Mofeng remained indifferent: "I have interacted with him before, and I still know his temperament. Judging from your anxious look, I must be unable to find him. You happen to be looking for something to do with him, so why not come with us!"
Bai Yingxue only knew about Leng Mofeng from Jing Zhongyue's words. Her impression at first glance was not bad, but a little aloof. However, her behavior and speech were very acceptable and not disgusting.
Following them downstairs from the inn were the two guardians of Taohua Pavilion, one in the dark and one in the dark. They walked lightly, not even daring to take a breath. They looked at the man from a distance of more than 20 steps, always maintaining vigilance and caution. Discover.
It was even harder for Bai Yingxue to see through Leng Mofeng. From the first glance, this person felt mysterious and unpredictable, as if he had walked out of a cold basket and was wrapped in ice. It was impossible to guess the emotions, anger, expression and intention of loving him.
Why don't you take me with you? Meng Chan ran out of the alley and grabbed Leng Mofeng's strong palm and shook it. She glanced at Bai Yingxue, smiled, and introduced herself.
Only then did Bai Yingxue realize that this was the daughter of the Meng family in Yangzhou. She was so graceful and graceful, yet she looked so charming and adorable. Her pair of dark red eyes were clear and bright, and the corners of her eyebrows were full of anger but seemed to be with her. He has known him for several years. That kind of anger made people feel sweet in their hearts. I had never seen a shallow smile appear on the corner of his cold lips, and it was fleeting. Then he turned to Tan Ran and said in his normal tone, neither fast nor slow: "You know I'm coming, are you following me?"
