At this time, it is also not the time for Qingcuo to come.
Because Huo Hengxuan had previously confirmed that the cell no longer needed to be monitored by the black-armored guards, so it was obvious that the Slowpoke who came to Qingcuo at this moment and the Slowpoke that had been wandering in front of him in the past few days was Huo Hengxuan's person.
One or two, both have very good acting skills!
No wonder the previous plans went so smoothly. It turns out that this guy has been silently cooperating...
Chen Kuang simply didn't bother to pretend anymore, stared closely at Qingcuo, and asked directly:
"What exactly is Huo Hengxuan's plan?"
"Don't tell me that he's just going to walk away and leave the mess to me?"
He pointed to Chu Wenruo and his daughter beside him: "This is the last orthodox bloodline of your Liang Kingdom!"
"He has been keeping things secret for so long, and placed you, or perhaps more people, next to Li Hongling. Is it just for such a hasty ending?"
Qingcuo put down the food box, took out one of the bottles of wine, and placed it in front of him.
The rest was handed into the cell as it was.
He said: "The last meal, eat it well."
Chen Kuang laughed angrily: "Is this really the end of the line?"
Qingcuo shook his head and said:
"Don't waste it. From now on... I probably won't be able to eat meals like this for a long time."
He paused and added seriously:
"If you want to escape from the Liang Kingdom with your wife and the princess, given your strength, it is best to remain anonymous and blend in with the fleeing refugees."
"By then, I may not even be able to eat steamed buns."
Chen Kuang: "..."
His eyes twitched as he realized the meaning of Qingcuo's words.
Because the clues about the elixir of life had been led to him, Huo Hengxuan was taken away. He would not be subject to a meaningless interrogation, but he would be executed.
But executing Huo Hengxuan is not the end of everything, but... the beginning!
Their secret arrangements have been started, and the person who finally takes the step of taking away the princess and his wife is Chen Kuang!
Qingcuo glanced at him and saw his serious expression, then continued:
"If you see someone claiming to be a 'local official' on the road, that's one of your own, and you can ask for help."
He pointed to the food box in front of him.
Chen Kuang reached out and opened it. In addition to the food, there was also a small wooden sign about one inch square quietly placed inside.
The word "正" is written on it.
Chen Kuang picked it up and put it away solemnly.
And under the bottle of wine, there was a key...the key to the cell, the key to the shackles.
"What should we do with the two immortal masters outside the prison?"
"Someone has gone to delay it."
A question arose in Chen Kuang's mind. If someone can delay it, why wait until today?
Seemingly reading his thoughts, Qingcuo explained:
"The manpower is not enough, and the cultivation level is not enough. We can only use the blood-burning secret technique to forcibly improve the cultivation level."
"It took several days to prepare. We are fighting just for this. There will be no chance of survival, and there is no room for loss."
Chen Kuang was frightened when he heard this. It was probably no different from self-destruction...
If they go there, they will die, but even though they know it is death and have so many days to regret it, they still choose this path.
It's really tragic.
However, Chen Kuang himself wanted to escape with their strength, and he had no position to sympathize with them, so he could only sigh silently in his heart.
He opened the shackles, turned his wrists, stretched his muscles, and let out a sigh of relief.
I finally felt a sense of relief that freedom was just around the corner.
Later, Chu Wenruo and the little princess were also released by him.
Mrs. Liang Guo's figure was as weak as a willow Fufeng, her eyes were slightly red, which seemed to be caused by emotional excitement, but she pressed her lips tightly to endure it.
The little princess squatted down sneakily, reached out and stole a chicken leg from the food box in Chen Kuang's cell, gnawed it clean, and then grabbed another one.
Hiding his greasy hands behind his back, he raised his head and looked at the three adults in front of him with his big black eyes, looking extremely innocent.
Such a loud movement finally woke up the prisoners in other cells, and they became restless.
Someone got up and shouted eagerly: "Save me! Save me! Madam, please do me a favor and save the humble minister! My ancestors have been officials for generations, and they are all ministers of Daliang!"
Some people also yelled: "The sky has no eyes! Only these two women can survive, and many people will be loyal and wrong, but we and other aspiring people can only die! Daliang is dead!"
Others held unrealistic hopes: "The saint... the saint won?"
It seems normal for him to have such a guess.
Tonight, the stars in the sky are like flashes of light, making people feel hopeful when they look at them.
Everyone's eyes in the prison were focused on them. Chu Wenruo quickly took the little princess in his arms, feeling a little flustered and at a loss.
She subconsciously turned her eyes to Chen Kuang.
Chen Kuang held Long Gu with one hand, patted Chu Wenruo's shoulder with the other, and asked her to pick up the little princess.
He looked at Qingcuo: "What about you? Are you coming with us?"
Qingcuo shook his head: "I won't leave, I still have things to do."
His scarlet eyes flashed, he took out a yellow paper crane from his arms and handed it to Chen Kuang.
Chen Kuang was stunned for a moment and reached out to take it.
Qingcuo hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took off his mask, revealing a pretty and pale girl's face.
He... She was no longer confused by the vague voice, as clear as an oriole:
"If you can, please help me bury it by the Quchun River."
The Quchun River is in the south of Liang State, at the foot of Wushu Mountain. It is a large river that passes through the two countries of Zhou and Liang.
Wu Shushan's ridge was shattered by Li Hongling's punch ten years ago.
At that time, at the foot of the mountain, on the edge of the beautiful Quchun River, there was a small village that no one cared about, relying on the mountain to rely on it.
As far as Qingcuo is concerned, even to this day, she has never understood it.
Why did the towering mountain peak collapse in the clear blue sky in an instant?
The rocks that fell from the sky were so big that they killed forty-three people.
A girl who was driving cows by the river was kicking the water leisurely with her feet. She had just learned to fold a paper crane and wrote the names of her parents and herself on it.
When I turned around, I saw hell.
At that time, she stared blankly at a small figure standing on the remains of the mountain range, and her arrogant voice spread thousands of miles around.
"Give me Li Hongling ten years, and I will be like entering the Liang Kingdom into a deserted land!"
How heroic!
She threatened to trample the mountains and rivers of the Liang Kingdom, shocking the world, but who would see those forty-three insignificant corpses.
Qingcuo asked: "Do you know where Qu Chunhe is?"
Chen Kuang nodded.
There seemed to be a faint smile on Qingcuo's lips, but he did not smile after all. He just said softly: "That is a very beautiful place. You will definitely like it when you see it."
She handed the bottle of wine to Chen Kuang and took a bottle herself:
"This is Xiaoyao Wine. It can gather spirits and condense qi. When the wine vapor evaporates, it can improve qi and blood cultivation. It will have effects until it dissipates."
Chen Kuang looked at her: "You..."
“Practice it.”
Qingcuo explained, raising his head awkwardly and taking a sip, then coughed twice.
A blush appeared on his pale face.
Practicing it for whom?
Chen Kuang drank the wine and felt the scalding aroma of alcohol rising up, permeating his entire body, and was speechless for a moment.
Qingcuo explained the route again and was about to leave when Chen Kuang suddenly stopped her.
"Can you help me with one more thing?"
Qingcuo was silent for a while and nodded.
"I'll help you."
Chen Kuang turned his head and looked at the wall of the prison: "Li Hongling buried gunpowder in the secret passage. There must be more than one place. I have observed it in the past few days. What she used to detonate was a serial formation, and the secret spell was changed every day. .”
"Can you help me find today's secret spell and tell me."
Qingcuo nodded: "It's not difficult."
Chen Kuang added: "Then I'll meet you at the city gate later."
Qingcuo looked at him steadily and promised: "Okay, see you at the city gate."
