A strange ancient city stands in the wind and sand. Outside the gate of the ancient city, a group of soldiers are stationed. Among them, a stern-faced officer is looking at the direction of the ancient city, with a solemn look on his brows.
"Supervisor, the third team has come out, but they still haven't been found." A soldier's report made the officer look a little colder.
After An Tianzuo arrived at Huangquan City, he immediately sent out four teams in batches to explore Huangquan City. According to the experience and data obtained previously, three teams had successfully returned through Huangquan City, but these three teams were not able to bring good news.
In Huangquan City, although there were many living dead who did not even know they were dead and were tortured day after day, Ouyang Lan and the accompanying soldiers were not found among them.
"Warlord, it seems that Master Wen is right. Madam and the others may have entered the real underworld. We need to go through all the punishments before we can open the real entrance to the underworld." An Sheng said.
An Tianzuo glanced at the officers and soldiers behind him, and now, it seemed that there was only one possibility left.
However, the punishments in Huangquan City are not something that just anyone can bear. Even someone as powerful as him cannot experience all the punishments in one day.
In addition to the reason that the body cannot bear it, time is also a critical issue.
There are three iron laws of Huangquan City: those who kill will die, and those who leave the ground with their feet will die. You must kill one person every day you enter the city, otherwise you will also die.
There is an unsolvable contradiction in this, so you must get out of Huangquan City within one day, otherwise no matter how powerful the existence is, you will be killed by the forbidden power of Huangquan City.
Going through all the 239 punishments in one day would be too late even if the body could endure it.
As powerful as An Tianzuo, and with countless talented people under his command, no one can fulfill this condition.
"When the fourth team comes back, if we haven't found it yet, we will enter the city." An Tianzuo said.
An Sheng whispered: "General Governor, should we wait for Master Wen? He has gone to find Li Xuan and should be here soon."
"There is no time to wait. If you wait one more minute, my mother and the others will have less chance of survival." An Tianzuo said.
"But if Master Wen is not here, we may not be able to bear all the punishment in one day." An Sheng reminded.
"Mr. Lu, you have seen the punishment in Huangquan City. How do you feel?" An Tianzuo looked at an officer in the third team and asked.
The officer was white and fat, with a smile on his face, his eyes narrowed to a slit, and he looked harmless.
But looking at his figure, he starts at at least 400 pounds, and is almost spherical. In this day and age, there are really not many people who can be so fat.
Master Lu's name is Lu Bushun. As for the mentality of his parents in giving him such a name, no outsider can know.
When Lu Bushun heard An Tianzuo's roll call, he moved his body and took a step forward. He raised his arms with difficulty, performed a military salute, and said with slit-like eyes: "Warlord, I have tried several of the punishments there." Kind of, those criminal methods can ignore the body's defense. Even the mythical power cannot resist it. The only thing that can work is the body's self-healing ability. Warlord, you know, this is my expertise. As long as there is enough time, I can withstand it. All punishments are not difficult for me."
An Tianzuo nodded slightly and looked at another young officer: "Jingyu, what about you?"
An Jingyu is a few steps younger than An Tianzuo. He is a master who has shown his talents in the An family in recent years. He is extremely talented and specializes in the rare time system.
Although An Tianzuo once had a very unhappy relationship with the elders of the An family, he is the helmsman of the An family's generation after all, and he will still spare no effort to cultivate the young people in the An family who have real hope of growing up.
An Jingyu was one of the young people from the An family whom he valued most, and he also brought him along this time.
Although according to the seniority in the family, An Jingyu should be called Uncle An Tianzuo, but in the army, he could only salute politely and said: "General Governor, I have already tried to use time to speed up the punishment. , as long as Mr. Lu can bear it, I am confident that he can bear all the punishment within twenty-four hours."
An Tianzuo nodded slightly, without explaining anything, and said to An Sheng: "Go and prepare. After the fourth team comes out, we will enter the city immediately."
Since he came here, he was naturally prepared and did not come blindly.
An Sheng couldn't say anything else. He also knew that what An Tianzuo said made sense. If they were delayed for one more minute, Ouyang Lan and the others would lose one point of hope of survival.
But he always felt that there were huge problems in Huangquan City. If he could wait until Zhou Wen went with him, he would be more confident.
It's just that now the arrow is on the string and they have to shoot because they don't know when Zhou Wen will arrive, and they can't wait forever.
An Sheng could only pray that Zhou Wen could arrive earlier, but until the fourth team came out of the city, he had not seen Zhou Wen's shadow.
An Tianzuo personally selected the candidates who would enter Huangquan City with him. Counting him and An Sheng, there were sixteen people in total. These sixteen people may not be the strongest among the An family and the Sunset Army, but they each have their own unique abilities. Abilities may come in handy when facing different problems.
"Get ready to go." An Tianzuo didn't want to waste a moment.
"Ah, Overseer, please wait a moment. I left something important in the camp. I'm going to get it right away. I'll be back soon." An Sheng apologized and ran towards the tent.
"What should I do? This is going to cost me my life. Why hasn't Master Wen come yet?" Ansheng was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot in the tent. He knew that this trip was too dangerous. If he could wait until Zhou Wen, he would have more time. Hope of survival.
An Sheng walked around the tent a few times, hoping to delay it for more time, but he heard An Tianzuo's voice coming from outside: "Adjutant An, I can't see your people in three seconds, so you don't have to go." .”
"Come on, come on." An Sheng could only leave the tent with a grimace, and walked towards An Tianzuo, holding his stomach and walking very slowly, as if he was in pain.
Finally, when he got close to An Tianzuo, An Sheng said again: "Overseer, I'm a little anxious and want to go to the toilet first..."
"Go." An Tianzuo said calmly.
"Thank you, Governor..." An Sheng was overjoyed that he would be able to delay some time in the future.
Who knows that An Tianzuo added another sentence: "If you go, you don't have to come back. Just go back to Luoyang."
"Overseer, I'm not in a hurry." An Sheng stood up immediately and said.
"Can you leave now?" An Tianzuo looked at An Sheng and asked.
"As long as the warlord says it's okay." An Sheng stood up straight and answered without squinting.
"Let's go." An Tianzuo glanced in the direction of the desert, but only for a moment. He quickly retracted his gaze and walked firmly towards the gate of Huangquan City.
"Master Wen!" An Sheng followed An Tianzuo towards Huangquancheng. When he was approaching the gate, he looked back and was immediately overjoyed.
