Chapter Seven of the Mortal World: Forgotten River

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Ten people were imprisoned again. Except for Bai Ye and the little girl, the other eight people's eyes were full of expectations, hoping that they could perform better in the hunt tomorrow.

Several oil lamps illuminated the quiet prison. Some people were sitting cross-legged and meditating, making mudras with their hands, and a faint light emitted from their heads. Some people were practicing their fists and kicks, and each move was cunning, cruel and decisive. Some people fell asleep, breathing long and long, with an expression on their faces. safely.

"Girl, if you're sleepy, just go to sleep." Bai Ye sat on the floor and uttered a sentence behind her back. His breathing was disordered and his heartbeat almost stopped.

The little girl asked Bai Ye to sleep on the bed, and she slept on the floor. Bai Ye refused, and then she became silent.

During the white night, five hearts turned to the sky, forming a coffin, and the void condensed into a looming word "vitality", which is extremely difficult to see if you don't observe carefully.

Suddenly a breeze blew in the prison, and the air was much cleaner. The master who was halfway into the door was suddenly shocked. This was the power of heaven and earth.

Is there a Taoist saint practicing in the city?

The wind stops and the Qi disappears.

An extremely fine line of milky white ice liquid penetrated from three inches below Bai Ye's navel. In a moment, Bai Ye's originally chaotic breath gradually stabilized and his breathing became strong.

Wang Hua warned him: The coffin has the forbidden power of heaven and earth. Every time it is used, it will be severely punished by heaven. As for when it comes, it will be like a curse, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and there is no defense at all.

An ominous mark of divine punishment was engraved into Bai Ye's soul and took root.

Bai Ye feels something but can't do anything about it.

Stroking the vine whip "Dragon City", his mind raced, thinking of his master Wang Hua, Yan'er, and his eldest brother.

I feel lost in my heart, and it will be difficult to think about family reunion in the future.

It was late at night and freezing to the bone. During the day, I wrapped myself in thin linen clothes and closed my eyes to rest.

In the early morning, when the sky was slightly bright, a majestic young man opened the door and walked into the prison. He looked straight and said arrogantly: "Today the prince is showing great mercy. Whoever behaves well will not only be exempted from hunting when he comes back." It's a capital crime, but you can still work in the house..."

There was no trace of arrogance in the young man's eyes, but he must have been pampered since childhood and was used to bossing around, and his every move showed an aristocratic temperament.

With a wave of his hand, a knight turned his cold body and opened the cell doors one by one. The prisoners on death row came out one by one, all respectful to the young man.

"General Dragon!"

Bai Ye took the little girl and walked out without any fanfare. She stood in the sky prison and was inconspicuous.

The young man glanced at the two of them with interest, then turned and walked outside, followed closely by ten death row prisoners and eight cavalrymen.

He was the first of the five generals under King Xiang's command, and he was the boss. His position was so powerful that he could not argue with a death row prisoner.

The taller a person stands, the more he or she pays attention to image.

Last night, I heard from my subordinates that a death row prisoner destroyed the Crown Prince's beloved Jiangshan fan, which made the Crown Prince furious and threatened to hunt today to make him look good.

He originally thought he was some kind of person, at least an old man, but he didn't expect him to be a young boy.

After exiting the dim prison, there was a huge square with heavy patrols patrolling everywhere. Ordinary people would not set foot here.

There are already a crowd of people waiting in front of the Tianlao, one man and dozens of people on horseback. You can hear the needle drop, and the military style is extremely strict.

Today, the Crown Prince was dressed in a white robe with dragon patterns, holding a bright silver and white dragon spear in his hand. He rode first, dismounted from the white horse, which was very tall and tall, with the appearance of a lion.

The legendary horse from the West, the jade lion that shines at night!

One man and one horse, the reincarnation of the god of war, the young general.

"drive!"

The prince gave a soft drink, turned around on his horse, and headed towards the south gate without even looking at Bai Ye, as if what happened last night was like an episode and had disappeared.

Feeling secretly relieved, Bai Ye led the little girl and followed the group of ten prisoners, followed by dozens of cavalry.

When he already had such a powerful cavalry, why did he still need these prisoners to go hunting with him? Bai Ye's heart sank slightly.

Long Qi walked side by side with the prince, and Long Qi said softly: "Your Highness, eldest brother asked you not to go back for the time being."

The prince tightened the horse's rope slightly, slowed down, and asked indifferently: "How is the father's situation?"

The two of them had a tacit understanding and distanced themselves from the team. Long Qi said worriedly: "Since Yingdao surrendered to the Han Dynasty, the situation has been very unfavorable. Yingdao is familiar with many secret arrangements in the city. In addition, the King of Qi believes that his soldiers are like gods. Brother Many attempts to break out of the siege failed. Fortunately, the city was strong and Han soldiers could not attack. However, there was only less than a month of food and grass left in the city..."

"I understand." The prince responded softly, raised his hand, shook the horse's reins, and jumped out of the crowd first.

"well"

Long Qi lowered his eyes, sighed heavily, called to the commander behind him, and the prancing horse chased after him!

The whole team quickly picked up speed, with the posture of a rapid march. Bai Ye threw the little girl on his back and followed the team forward.

The sun was rising in the distance, and a vast white mountain range lay across the distance, like a natural chasm blocking the way. The top of the mountain was hundreds of feet high, and the clouds were deep and misty. A group of people, led by the prince, broke in from one side through all the thorns and thorns. The traces of Long Qi leading his people from behind were cleverly covered up...

Halfway up the mountain, in the dense forest, the prince ordered to camp on the spot, dismounted, and looked at a turbulent river behind the mountain.

At this time, Long Qi came to his side. He glanced slightly sideways and whispered: "That legend is true..."

"This, that should be an illusory myth and legend, how can it be taken seriously." Long Qi was shocked when he heard this.

As if there was no one else around, the prince continued indifferently, "Ten years ago, the King of Han killed the white snake demon here that was causing harm to the whole party, and he was blessed with destiny. I was surprised. Later, I searched ancient books and found that this small Wujiang River was probably the ruins of the legendary underworld. ――Forget the River!”

"I went upstream and traced its source, and I reached the foot of the forbidden area of ​​Mount Tai. At this point, I lost the clue..."

"Only those who have been blessed by destiny can enter the mountain, and they can only go 999 feet. That is the place where all the emperors of the past consecrated themselves to Zen!"

At night, the moon is like a silver plate in the sky, shedding silver light, and the shadows of the trees are mottled. The prince is waving the silver spear, rising and turning, with a strange rhythm, as if he is dancing!

Suddenly, the silver gun pressed and pointed directly at the stone wall!

"Starfire Breaking Dance!"

"Heaven hurts the earth and destroys Yu!"

"The first strike that splits the sky!"

"..."

The body moves around like a giant, the cliff is carved with gun marks like wild grass, and the final signature is:

Yinman martial arts!

At this time, there was more silence than sound. A spy came to report that there were traces of someone ten miles away, who was suspected to be the third prince of Han Dynasty.

After ordering the secret agents to retreat, Long Qi did not disturb the prince and murmured: "Why is Liu Sheng here? Is it because we met him by chance?"

This place is inaccessible, with high mountains and dense forests. At the critical moment of the battle between Chu and Han, he met Liu Sheng here. Long Qi had an ominous premonition that something bad was about to happen.

Murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he said with a chill: "Now that I have encountered you, I can't let you go back!"

Turning around and returning to camp, as a series of orders were issued, a carefully arranged ambush was bound to happen...