"Let me go out!"

A thick and strong man with a tiger back and a bear waist suddenly pounced on the iron bar, grabbed the thick black iron bar with both hands, and opened his eyes wide open to Wei Changfeng who had just passed by, and let out a thunderous roar.

His shoulders were all passed through the iron chains, and the other end was fixed on the wall behind him. The chain was clattered with force, and the momentum was quite terrifying.

"I was wronged. You dog officials will die, ah!"

His hideous expression seemed to break through the cell and grab the passing people and tear them to pieces!

However, in response to the strong man, the iron ruler that fell on his face, only a dull sound of "pop" was heard. The strong man had a bloody wound on his face, and he couldn't help but stagger back in the severe pain.

If the person who attacked the attack had deflected the iron ruler, he would have definitely split his head directly!

The Tianzhuo warrior who accompanied Wei Changfeng and Zhao Hong in took back his weapons as if nothing had happened and said lightly: "This guy is a thief in the water and land. He once destroyed the wealthy families in Luocheng. He will be executed after the New Year."

Wei Changfeng looked at the other party quietly and continued to move forward.

This warrior obviously used this method to warn him and Zhao Hong, which was a small warning.

After walking forward along the long corridor for about a hundred steps, the two of them arrived at the innermost part of the dungeon ~ in front of a cell.

The cell is not big, there is only one prisoner inside.

Although he was wearing a thick gray cotton robe, he could not hide his thin figure, his face was wrinkled and his head was messy. He was sitting on the ground looking through a ragged book.

"Mr. Murong"

The Tianzhuo warrior took out the key and opened the iron door of the cell. He said to the old man inside: "Someone is coming to see you!"

He was like a fierce and evil spirit to the thief. His methods were very cruel, but he was undoubtedly much gentler to the old man, and even a hint of respect in his tone.

The old man in gray robe did not raise his head or answer, and his eyes were only staring at the book in his hand.

The Tianzhuo Warrior was obviously used to it, so he said to Zhao Hong: "You have two moments and you must leave after you finish. So if you have something to do, I'll be outside."

Zhao Hong smiled and said, "Thank you brothers, I don't respect you a little bit."

He gave the Tianzhu Warrior a silver note, who skillfully picked it up and exited the cell with Xiaoxiao.

Unexpectedly, the old man in gray robe suddenly raised his head and stared at Zhao Hong and said, "The things in the world have been ruined by people like you. Corruption and bribery are common, and there is no peace for the top and the bottom!"

Zhao Hong was not angry when he was scolded so harshly. He put down the food box in his hand and saluted to the other party: "Mr. Murong, I am Zhao Hong from Yunhai Guild Hall. I come to visit you by Uncle Zhang."

"And my junior brother"

He pointed to Wei Changfeng and said, "I was ordered by Elder Murong Bo to come from Yunhai Mountain thousands of miles away. I originally planned to escort you to Yanhuang Dilingling."

This old man in gray robe was Murong Changyu. If it weren't for sure, Wei Changfeng really doubted where he came from, and could not see any of the demeanor and temperament of a great scholar and a madman.

The only one who can represent his identity as a scholar is probably the only one who has broken book in his hand.

"Uncle Murong"

Murong Changyu's expression was extremely harsh and even angry, but when Zhao Hong talked about Murong Bo's name, he was finally moved and slowly stood up from the ground.

I saw him facing southwest, respectfully bowing three great gifts, and then straightened his back and said in a deep voice: "Uncle treats me as much as a mountain, and I am incompetent in my reputation to be ashamed of my elders!"

"Kong said to be Chengren, Meng said to be righteous. Now that the king has no way to be miserable, I should advise him for his death!"

He stared at Wei Changfeng and said, "My friend, please bring my words back to my uncle. Even if I die, I will thank you!"

Wei Changfeng's mind suddenly shook.

Murong Changyu was thin and looked haggard and dirty. His hair and beard were obviously not combed for a long time, and he was so messy that he looked very vivid, with some indescribable determination and resoluteness.

It is this pure belief of putting life and death outside the limit that made Wei Changfeng feel speechless shock!

Murong Changyu is definitely a true great scholar, so he had seen the same look a thousand years ago, which was a characteristic that could only be possessed by cultivating the upper Dantian soul sea of ​​consciousness to a certain level.

The Taoist law of the eternal continent has a long history. Warriors practice martial arts to cultivate the qi sea of ​​dantian, and alchemists cultivate the dantian in the middle. Confucianism sharpens the will of the soul and soul, pays attention to reading thousands of books, traveling thousands of miles, and refining qi directly to the saints with their minds.

The Supreme Virtue Confucius and Mencius are the top figures of Confucianism and Taoism, and they have influenced the inheritance for thousands of years!

The art of divination and transformation practiced by Wei Changfeng is one of the supreme secret methods of Confucianism, so he was particularly keen to Murong Changyu's eyes and immediately noticed the extraordinaryness of the other party.

Although he was shocked, Wei Changfeng was still calm on the surface and bowed to the other party and said, "Mr. Murong, I think these words are best when you go to Yunhaishan to meet the elders."

"You don't understand"

Murong Changyu shook his head and said, "I will not confess my guilt to His Majesty, because it is him who is guilty, so"

"You'd better go back!"

He sat on the ground again, picked up the broken book and continued reading, ignoring Wei Changfeng.

Wei Changfeng was unwilling to persuade him for a few more words, but Zhao Hong winked at him and still endured it.

"Mr. Murong, then let's say goodbye first."

Zhao Hong saluted Murong Changyu and said, "We will come to see you again in a few days."

Murong Changyu ignored him, as if he had not heard him at all.

Zhao Hong pulled Wei Changfeng out of the cell and whispered: "Let's talk about it when we go back."

Wei Changfeng knew that this was the only way. Now that he saw with his own eyes how stubborn Murong Changyu was, he finally understood Zhao Hong's helplessness.

If it weren't for the heavy land of the Heavenly Prison, he would really want to knock this stubborn old man out of his way and take it back to Yunhai Gate with him!

Accompanied by two warriors, the two left the prison.

When he walked out of the door, Wei Changfeng couldn't help but breathe a long sigh and asked, "Senior Brother, do you think there is any way to rescue Mr. Murong?"

It was impossible for Murong Changyu to voluntarily confess his guilt, so he could only find another way.

Zhao Hong said: "The person who tied the bell needs to be untied. If you want to rescue Mr. Murong, only that one can do it!"

Wei Changfeng's heart moved: "Is it His Majesty the King of Qin?"

Murong Changyu was ordered by King Wu of Qin to be imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison, and it was also a sentence from the Supreme Lord of Nine Five.

"no"

Zhao Hong shook his head with a smile and replied, "It's Princess Mingyue!"
Chapter completed!