Chapter Fifty-Nine: Hundreds of Punishments with Black Scales

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Listening to Manager Li's confident words, Xu Yuan felt a little pain in his head.

wait?

What are you waiting for?

Will I kill you all when the protagonist comes out of the dungeon in Changhong Valley?

Xu Yuan was a little helpless.

But it would not be wrong to say that these subordinates are brainless and stupid. After all, these people do not have the God's perspective that he once had.

Insufficient information, rule restrictions, and some common sense make it normal for the other party to make the current judgment.

Xu Yuan didn't know how big the gap was between the eighth and seventh grades, but he roughly knew the gap between the ninth and eighth grades.

Not counting the improvement in physical fitness, the source energy reserves of the ninth grade are only one third of those of the eighth grade, and the operation speed of the technique is half slower.

Under such a gap, two seventh-grade leaders and a group of eighth-grade soldiers could be killed. It can only be said that Qin Mo is indeed the protagonist.

However, Qin Mo's trip to Changhong Valley allowed him to confirm which route the other party was taking.

Grandpa's route.

Murphy's Law doesn't lie to me.

Sighed slightly.

The reason why the protagonist of the plot goes to Changhong Valley this time is also simple.

Grandpa guides.

There is a secret realm hidden in the Changhong Valley, and there is a magical elixir in the secret realm that can help the old man restore his soul power.

certainly,

In addition to helping the old man who travels with him, Qin Mo's own strength will also be greatly improved after upgrading by fighting monsters and taking drugs in the secret realm.

According to the plot of Cangyuan, this strength is just right for those Xu Mansion guards blocking the door.

Fighting all the way, using all kinds of methods, he finally reached the original body waiting at Taniguchi.

Yes, Changhong Valley is one of the original burial places.

In the route of Grandpa Cangyuan, the original character takes Su Jinxuan and his subordinates to the entrance of the Changhong Valley to wait for the protagonist of the plot.

He was planning to kill Qin Mo in front of Su Jinxuan so that she would give up.

Then he was killed.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, Xu Yuan directly gave instructions:

"Bring back those who were guarding."

"Ah?" Manager Li was a little stunned.

Xu Yuan glanced at him: "I said, let those people come back."

Manager Li was puzzled, but he quickly lowered his head and answered:

"Yes, Third Young Master."

Xu Yuan snorted coldly, raised his finger and pointed at the front door.

When Manager Li saw this, he knew that this was the Third Young Master asking him to go down and implement the instructions, so he handed over his hand directly:

"Third Young Master, I will go and take care of it now. Please leave for now."

After saying that, Manager Li saluted again, turned around and left quickly.

Watching the other party disappear around the corner, Xu Yuan walked forward with his eyes lowered.

He felt a little bad.

Qin Mo in the grandpa route is like a hedgehog, and now there is an unknown Qin Weijiu waiting in the dark.

Even if he is now accompanied by Ying'er and other three great masters, it is unrealistic to block the door and kill the opponent forcefully, and he may even be killed in reverse.

unless....

A big black ice lump appeared subconsciously in Xu Yuan's mind.

Unless Ran Qingmo comes to find him at this time.

After all, he said when they parted that if she wanted to save Jian Zong and had no other way, she could come to Jingjiang Mansion to find him.

If you use a favor to ask the other party for help, you can probably go directly to Changhong Valley to block the door.

Of course, this is just a thought.

If he expected Ran Qingmo to come to him, Xu Yuan might as well hope that the old man in Dijing would pay more respect to Qin Mo.

after all,

That "grandpa" was a saint during his lifetime.

This world,

Only when you are beyond the ordinary can you become a saint.

...

We walked in silence all the way from the northwest courtyard to the wetland lake.

The cold lake breeze blows on my face in winter,

Xu Yuan was walking in front while reading the secret report, and Ying'er was following behind.

suddenly,

A slight smile appeared on Xu Yuan's lips.

After reading this secret report, he suddenly felt much better.

The situation on Su Jinxuan's side was almost the same as what he had guessed.

And he discovered that creatures like pig teammates were not just a specialty of his side.

That Mr. Qin also has many greedy pig teammates.

With a thought in his mind, he put this secret report into the Sumeru Ring, and Xu Yuan asked aloud:

"Ying'er, did you just go see that Hu Meizi?"

Ying'er responded softly: "I haven't told you yet, but I have asked the maid who takes care of her."

"How's it going?"

"It seems like she has some mental problem. Even after I took off the restraints, she just huddled in the corner of the bed and didn't speak."

"Is that so..."

Xu Yuan was not surprised when he heard the news.

All I can say is that it is true.

In previous generations, staying in a black room of confinement that allowed people to move for three days would drive them crazy, let alone being unable to move their hands and feet under the soft quilt.

It’s no wonder that the dead silence, as if you’re forever alone, can drive people crazy.

After a pause, Xu Yuan said softly:

"It's best not to last this criminal law too long, as it will drive people crazy."

Ying'er nodded slightly, and his voice fluctuated slightly:

"Well, I just asked the maid who fed the spirit spring. She said that the Charming Soul Demonic Body was in extreme pain for ten days. Her body kept twisting and struggling on the bed, and she didn't stop for a moment until she was exhausted."

After a pause,

Ying'er looked into Xu Yuan's eyes and said seriously:

"This punishment is weird, it can be punished by a hundred punishments with black scales."

"..." Xu Yuan.

Ying'er continued to talk to herself:

"I have reported this criminal law to Lord Lou Ji. According to the rules, rewards will be distributed to the third young master."

Xu Yuan's eyelids twitched.

Lou Ji, one of his loyal subordinates to his father, is in charge of the Black Scale Guard.

A standing portrait of a snake-scorpion woman wearing cool clothes but with a enchanting face.

In his memory, he saw the other person in the Prime Minister's Mansion in the Imperial Capital. He was indeed enchanting and was indeed wearing cool clothes.

However, Xu Yuan did not expect that any criminal law could be rewarded in the Black Scale Guards.

After exhaling slightly, Xu Yuan asked softly:

"What's the reward?"

"Ms. Lou Ji said that when the young master returns to the Imperial Capital, she will give it to you personally."

"..."

After hearing this, some bad memories came to mind. Xu Yuan noticed and smiled:

"Heh... help me tell that old aunt Lou Ji that I don't like her reward."

Ying'er was slightly silent, but still nodded:

"I will report it to Lord Lou Ji."

Xu Yuan waved his hand:

"Okay, if we don't talk about this, where is Hu Meizi now?"

"Over there in Beiyuan."

"Take me over there and have a look. I need to see her if I need something."

"..."

The entire journey was speechless.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the secret room in Beiyuan.

After pouring Yuanqi into his eyes, Xu Yuanfang was able to vaguely see the dark staircase around him.

Ying'er didn't follow.

At the end of the long and narrow staircase is a small cubic secret room. With Yuan Qi's blessing, Xu Yuan vaguely placed a large bed in the middle of the secret room.

"Da da da..."

The sound of footsteps seemed to give hope to the person on the big bed.

"Rustling, rustling..."

A faint rustling sound gradually came from the bed.

Finally, Xu Yuan stopped beside the soft big bed.

After standing quietly for a while, Xu Yuan exhaled slightly and gently stroked the woman's tear-stained cheek with the back of his hand.

Unexpected.

She didn't resist.

Instead, like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood in the sea, he gently rubs his cheek against the only real feeling he can come into contact with...