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Chapter 364 Visit(1/2)

 Upon hearing this, Yang Yi just glanced at Wang Ziwen lightly, and Wang Ziwen immediately closed his mouth.

"Has the matter in Shenzhou not spread here yet?"

Yang Yi asked lightly.

When the prince heard this, he was even more confused. "What's the matter? Have you never heard of it?"

After all, Prince Wen has been the warden here for some years, but for so long, there are very few major news. The last time I heard about major news was that two years ago, it was rumored that a king-level figure would be locked up and let them serve him well.

And this character is Yang Yi.

At that time, Wang Ziwen also heard of Yang Yi. He heard that this god king was invincible and invincible at the time, so he became even more respectful. So after Yang Yi came in, he was serving like a living ancestor and did not dare to have any disrespect.

Of course, most people who came to this prison came in with a lot of military achievements, and they were even more skillful. In the eyes of Prince Wen, they were a group of living ancestors who could not be beaten or scolded, and they had to offer up.

After a while, the people living in the prison felt that this place did not seem to be imprisoning them, but instead seemed to be sending them on vacation. They were so uncomfortable that some people didn't even want to leave. It was simply a paradise.

However, this is also for individual prisoners. Most prisoners are either invading foreign enemies or vicious people. The treatment they face is naturally very different. It can be said that they are suffering and tiring, and they are not welcome.

It's completely a torture, and it can be said to be two extremes.

However, this kind of thing is very common in places like prisons, so people living in this prison are no longer surprised.

Wang Ziwen did not lie. Since two years ago, after so long, no other news has come.

"I understand, then let's go to your office to talk about this matter in detail."

Yang Yi nodded and said without much surprise.

A quarter of an hour later.

Wang Ziwen followed Yang Yi, and the two walked out of the office with a serious expression.

It was not until after listening to Yang Yi briefly finished talking about everything that happened in China recently that Wang Ziwen realized that so many things had happened in China during this period.

What is even unexpected is that even Xia Wujun was dead. Now, Yang Yi has ascended the position of monarch by China.

What's worse is that the war between the north and south is in a critical moment, and the northern region may be compromised at any time and China changes its ownership.

In this way, those truly talented marshals who were still imprisoned in the prison may be the time to really need them.

"Son, who do you want? My subordinates go with you and go and see it in person."

The prince changed his words quickly and said.

Because he also knew that Yang Yi wanted was basically the only one who was there, and he was almost the same, and it was almost the same.

After all, those who once dominated the Chinese continent, had great military achievements and were also powerful masters of the Heavenly King level. These people are all rumored to be dead in the current Chinese continent, which makes people feel deeply regretful.

However, even though these big guys are unparalleled, they are still slightly inferior to the new monarch in front of you.

He was three points in color.

Because at that time, after Yang Yi was locked up when he was still the God King, he was challenged one after another. Everyone was curious about the newcomer, so Yang Yi fought with those people.

Within a week, he defeated several people one after another, and never lost.

Without surprise, none of those people were Yang Yi's opponents, so they could only accept the disadvantage.

Since then, Wang Ziwen’s views on Yang Yi have been refreshed again. He admires Yang Yi even more and understands that those people are not his opponents, and Yang Yi can be called the strongest among all the kings.

"No, you can just wait here. I'll notify you if there is anything."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ziwen didn't say anything more. He just nodded and returned to his office.

Yang Yi opened the elevator, pressed the b2 button, and walked in.

The Heavenly Prison is divided into five floors, three of which are on the ground, and some ordinary prisoners are imprisoned, while the remaining two floors are rooted in the ground, and all the prisoners are of great origin.

At that time, Yang Yi was sent to the last floor, that is, the b2 floor.

The fourth floor, which is nearly tens of thousands of square meters, is imprisoned many people, but when it reaches the fifth floor, it is divided into five areas, with five different people locked up.

Everyone occupied one of them, and Yang Yi was quite special. Because he was a latecomer, he was locked in the middle room. It can be said that he could meet people on every floor in the remaining four directions.

When he reached the entrance, the lights were brightly lit. Yang Yi raised his head and looked at everything in front of him seriously, then a real smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It's still the same here, almost the same as when I left, no different.

Yang Yi took a deep breath, then raised his voice and shouted at the entire fifth floor.

"Chen Mo! Donghuangyi! Yang Liu! Jiang Yibai! See who is back!"

Yang Yi's voice was very loud, and his voice spread layer by layer in the fifth layer, causing echoes and lingering sounds.

"Good boy, do you still know to come back?"

This sound seems very light, but in fact it contains internal strength, both big and small, but it just happened to be heard by Yang Yi. This is Jiang Yibai's voice.

After hearing this, Yang Yi smiled.

Jiang Yibai was born a little whiter than a woman, and was so feminine that it was unremarkable. Especially his eyes, after looking at it for a long time, it felt as if his soul was about to be sucked in, very deep.

Yang Yi had never seen anyone with deeper eyes than Jiang Yibai, and he was the first one.

"Old Yang, come in and play with me! I'm not convinced and lose to you, such a jealous person! I have never given up practicing for such a long time, I want to beat you!"

This voice is very thick, and he sounds like a masculine man. In fact, it is exactly the case. When he hears this voice, Yang Yi knows that it is Chen Mo.

This guy is a veritable martial arts fanatic. He doesn’t love beauties or money, but he loves to challenge masters!

He is not very old, but he is just an elderly person in his fifties, and he is just clamoring to fight and kill every day. No matter who he is caught, he has to practice for a day before he can leave.

Therefore, at that time, few people in the prison were willing to wander in front of Chen Mo's eyes, for fear of being grabbed by the other party, and then used it as a human sandbag for him. Hearing this, Yang Yi just glanced at Wang Ziwen, and Wang Ziwen immediately closed his mouth.

"Has the matter in Shenzhou not spread here yet?"

Yang Yi asked lightly.

When the prince heard this, he was even more confused. "What's the matter? Have you never heard of it?"

After all, Prince Wen has been the warden here for some years, but for so long, there are very few major news. The last time I heard about major news was that two years ago, it was rumored that a king-level figure would be locked up and let them serve him well.

And this character is Yang Yi.

At that time, Wang Ziwen also heard of Yang Yi. He heard that this god king was invincible and invincible at the time, so he became even more respectful. So after Yang Yi came in, he was serving like a living ancestor and did not dare to have any disrespect.

Of course, most people who came to this prison came in with a lot of military achievements, and they were even more skillful. In the eyes of Prince Wen, they were a group of living ancestors who could not be beaten or scolded, and they had to offer up.

After a while, the people living in the prison felt that this place did not seem to be imprisoning them, but instead seemed to be sending them on vacation. They were so uncomfortable that some people didn't even want to leave. It was simply a paradise.

However, this is also for individual prisoners. Most prisoners are either invading foreign enemies or vicious people. The treatment they face is naturally very different. It can be said that they are suffering and tiring, and they are not welcome.

It's completely a torture, and it can be said to be two extremes.

However, this kind of thing is very common in places like prisons, so people living in this prison are no longer surprised.

Wang Ziwen did not lie. Since two years ago, after so long, no other news has come.

"I understand, then let's go to your office to talk about this matter in detail."

Yang Yi nodded and said without much surprise.

A quarter of an hour later.

Wang Ziwen followed Yang Yi, and the two walked out of the office with a serious expression.

It was not until after listening to Yang Yi briefly finished talking about everything that happened in China recently that Wang Ziwen realized that so many things had happened in China during this period.

What is even unexpected is that even Xia Wujun was dead. Now, Yang Yi has ascended the position of monarch by China.

What's worse is that the war between the north and south is in a critical moment, and the northern region may be compromised at any time and China changes its ownership.

In this way, those truly talented marshals who were still imprisoned in the prison may be the time to really need them.

"Son, who do you want? My subordinates go with you and go and see it in person."

The prince changed his words quickly and said.

Because he also knew that Yang Yi wanted was basically the only one who was there, and he was almost the same, and it was almost the same.

After all, those who once dominated the Chinese continent, had great military achievements and were also powerful masters of the Heavenly King level. These people are all rumored to be dead in the current Chinese continent, which makes people feel deeply regretful.

However, even though these big guys are unparalleled, they are still slightly inferior to the new monarch in front of you.

He was three points in color.

Because at that time, after Yang Yi was locked up when he was still the God King, he was challenged one after another. Everyone was curious about the newcomer, so Yang Yi fought with those people.

Within a week, he defeated several people one after another, and never lost.

Without surprise, none of those people were Yang Yi's opponents, so they could only accept the disadvantage.

Since then, Wang Ziwen’s views on Yang Yi have been refreshed again. He admires Yang Yi even more and understands that those people are not his opponents, and Yang Yi can be called the strongest among all the kings.

"No, you can just wait here. I'll notify you if there is anything."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ziwen didn't say anything more. He just nodded and returned to his office.

Yang Yi opened the elevator, pressed the b2 button, and walked in.

The Heavenly Prison is divided into five floors, three of which are on the ground, and some ordinary prisoners are imprisoned, while the remaining two floors are rooted in the ground, and all the prisoners are of great origin.

At that time, Yang Yi was sent to the last floor, that is, the b2 floor.
To be continued...
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