Chapter 299: Prison
The walls of the entire cell were gray, but what Lin Fenghuo couldn't understand was that under the dim light, the gray walls exuded the unique luster of iron.
This is... a wall made entirely of metal?
Lin Fenghuo sat up and stroked the wall blankly. Then he touched the wall and the heavy door. The touches that came to his fingers all confirmed his guess.
“What kind of place could use this kind of all-metal wall?”
He quickly touched his waist, and the green fire knife that had been hanging on his waist had long since disappeared. He then secretly used the technique, but found that there was no mention of true energy at all. It was because he had no inner strength of true energy. , but can’t sense it!
Just like the scene he entered when he was unconscious, although Lin Fenghuo woke up, he no longer had any ability to protect himself.
Although I don't know what kind of methods the local forces who brought him here used to restrain him in this secret realm, but in short, he is just an ordinary person now.
Lin Fenghuo sat on the bed holding his knees. He looked at the heavy metal door and didn't know what he was thinking.
Slowly, it started to become noisy outside, and there was the sound of someone banging hard on the metal cell door next door.
Lin Fenghuo walked slowly to the door and tried to put his ear to the door to hear what was roaring outside. But before he could hear clearly, the heavy metal door made a harsh sound and moved slowly.
He took a few steps back and stared at the movement of the door. After a moment, the harsh sound disappeared.
The door is open.
He looked outside the door, and there was an ordinary corridor outside.
Beyond the corridor are rows of densely packed and neatly arranged cells.
Lin Fenghuo stood there, as if as long as he took a step forward, there would be something new and different.
He stepped out of the cell, but the next moment, he was stunned.
In the narrow corridor outside, there was a prisoner standing in front of each cell door, and a warder was looking towards him with a hunched body. He seemed to be older.
The eyes of the jailer opposite appeared black, like empty nothingness, and the hole was so big that it extended all the way to his temples.
Lin Fenghuo looked at each other and quickly lowered his head, with a trace of cold sweat breaking out in his palms.
He wasn't sure whether he could see it from the other side, but the solid feeling lingered in his mind.
"Who are you? Why are you locking me up! If my elders find out, they will all be destroyed by you!"
Just as Lin Fenghuo was thinking about it, a voice suddenly sounded from the corridor.
Lin Fenghuo looked up and saw that the person speaking was a young man. Not long after he finished speaking, the young man started running wildly along the corridor.
But everyone standing in front of the cell did not move, as if they were watching a lively performance, standing still and watching.
Suddenly, Lin Fenghuo heard the sound of metal scraping against the ground in front of him, and sparks appeared in the dim corridor.
A jailer is coming with a knife!
In an instant, his eyes shrank, and with the help of the firelight, he could clearly see the knife in the man's hand...
Green fire knife!
As the young man ran around in panic, the frequency of friction sparks on the ground became higher and higher.
A flash of sword flashed across.
"no no!……"
The boy's voice came suddenly, and the sparks no longer appeared. Now that he had become an ordinary person, he had no energy and could not see clearly what was going on ahead.
Candles were lit on the surrounding walls, illuminating the dim corridor.
With the help of the candlelight, Lin Fenghuo saw clearly the fate of the young man.
The young man fell to the ground, and there was nothing above his neck. Perhaps the knife fell too fast, but the young man's body did not fall down, and he was still in a sitting position.
Lin Fenghuo didn't speak, just watched everything calmly.
Although the boy's behavior was a bit extreme, it helped him learn a lot.
Metal walls, metal prison doors, iron knives, everything here is made of metal. Perhaps his inability to mobilize his inner strength is due to these metals here.
This is a prison... specially designed to intercept and kill outsiders like him!
Perhaps... they are not the first batch of warriors to come to this secret realm.
Not the first, and probably not the last.
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At this moment, in the study room of the Zhu family palace, the man in black robe was sitting upright on the main seat, looking down at the file in his hand without saying anything.
In such a solemn situation, there was a man squatting on the chair next to him with bare feet, and his shoes were scattered aside.
This person is not that tall. Looking at his appearance alone, he is not even a warrior. His body was thin and his limbs were withered and weak, just like a person who was half buried in the ground.
But despite being so rude, the man in black robe was not angry at all and was still minding his own business.
"Mr. Zhu, let's talk?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind the man in black robe, but he didn't seem surprised. He seemed to have discovered the existence of this person a long time ago. Then he pointed to the chair beside him and motioned for the person who spoke to sit down. After all this there is no further movement.
After a while, there was a "squeaking" sound from the chair.
The person who spoke had just sat down.
"Master Su, have you finished reading?" The man in black robe spoke first, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.
After hearing this, the man stood up respectfully, bowed his hands to the man in black robe and apologized, saying, "Su Xiaoxian was just acting on a whim, I hope Mr. Zhu will take offense."
Even so, Su Xiaoxian's eyes still looked around from time to time.
"What do you want to talk to me about?"
"As long as there are enough conditions, I can extract pure blood unlimitedly."
As soon as Su Xiaoxian said these words, the study room suddenly became extremely quiet. Even the man next to him who was squatting on the chair playfully did not make a sound.
If blood is the foundation for the survival of this continent, then the purity of blood is the foundation of a family. The strong men in the family are generally stronger than the casual cultivators outside, but the prerequisite for being strong is to use By cultivating high-purity blood energy, your body and bones will naturally become stronger.
Every year, the manpower and material resources they spend on purifying blood are a huge expense.
If it can be purified without limit, the Zhu family's family ranking in this world will definitely rise further.
After the man in black robe meditated for a moment, a stream of blood rose up from his body, filling the entire room in just an instant. The richness of the blood seemed to turn into substance.
The wizened old man squatting on the chair had stretched his neck at this moment. His nose was twitching while sniffing and absorbing. There was no playfulness on his face, only an expression of intoxication and enjoyment remained.
(End of chapter)
