When Yu Wenlie was about to hand over the key to the Forbidden Palace to his wife Jiang Yaofeng, two weirdos dressed in the same costume as the messenger of death appeared quietly. When Yu Wenlie saw it, his handsome face changed drastically.
If these two weirdos had the same identity and the same skills as the Death Messenger who escaped from injury, the situation would be quite critical. He tried his best to fight the Death Messenger, but only recovered 80%25 of his power. It was difficult to fight even one of them. Jiang Yaofeng was recovering from her new injury. Bai Xiaoling was adjusting her breathing because she had lost her vitality by treating Jiang Yaofeng's injuries, saying that she couldn't cope with him.
Two strange men in white robes, who looked like ghosts, stood two feet away from the three of them.
The invisible atmosphere of terror was so breathtaking that it made everyone suffocate.
Jiang Yaofeng was in completely normal consciousness at the moment and was not concerned about the appearance of the white-robed weirdo. I didn't have the abnormal terror before.
Yu Wenlie thrust the key to the Forbidden Palace into Jiang Yaofeng's hand. He said in a deep voice: "Quickly move, I'll stop them!"
Jiang Yaofeng shrank her hands and said flatly: "No!"
Zi Wenlie couldn't help but feel anxious. If he couldn't resist one of the two white-robed men, then Jiang Yaofeng was certainly no match for the other white-robed man. Even if Bai Xiaoling was added, it would be in vain. The consequences would be unimaginable. He said in a shuddering voice. : "You won't leave?"
"No"
"perish together?"
"Not seen!"
"Have you thought about your father's expectations?"
"This... no, I can't leave alone!"
"Madam, you take your things and leave, I will try to take Miss Bai out!"
"My husband, I am marrying you according to my mother's destiny. You may not consider me as your wife, but I consider you as my husband. Husband and wife share the same spirit. I cannot be so selfish. We will always be together in life and death!" The words are sincere and full of affection. Zi Wenlie felt ashamed and felt that his attitude and thoughts towards Jiang Yaofeng might be wrong...
One of the weird men in white robes, his eyes flashed green, and he suddenly laughed strangely and said: "The key to the forbidden palace!"
Yuwen Lie's heart sank, and he said in a cold voice: "Who are you two experts?"
"Hehehehehe, Deathbringer!"
It was the messenger of death again. Zi Wenlie quickly thrust the key to the Forbidden Palace into Jiang Yaofeng's hand, pushed it hard, and shouted: "Let's go!"
Jiang Yaofeng was pushed and fell ten feet away, but she still had no intention of leaving.
Yuwen Lie pulled out the King of Hell Sword with a swish. Learning from the past, he did not dare to fight with the opponent with his palm power when his skills were not fully recovered. When he saw Jiang Yaofeng still standing still, he couldn't help but get angry and said sternly : "If you don't leave, I will hate you forever!"
One of the men in white robes said sadly: "Let's go? Dreaming!" The two men in white robes looked at her strangely, and from time to time they secretly glanced at Bai Xiaoling who was adjusting her breath.
Jiang Yaofeng kicked her foot fiercely and said sternly: "I'm leaving!" She said this with great strength, and as she spoke, lightning flashed across her delicate body...
"Go back!" The white shadow flashed, and Yu Wenlie had no time to stop him. The man in white robe intercepted Jiang Yaofeng back to the original place. His actions were erratic and his skills were incredible.
The Messenger of Death has never been heard of in the world. Where did he come from?
Yu Wenlie's heart was filled with fear, and he jumped towards the messenger of death who had intercepted Jiang Yaofeng.
The King of Hell's Sword carries the power of lightning and thunder, and it is released at the same time. This blow is likely to make Feng Yun change color and die. The Death Messenger bounced away ten feet away.
Jiang Yaofeng jumped up again, and another messenger of death intercepted him in the air like a ghost.
Zi Wenlie was about to respond when the retreating messenger of death, Ru Tao's palm, was already attacking.
"Bang!" A sound startled us. Jiang Yaofeng and the Death Messenger held hands in the air, and the Death Messenger lowered his head to the ground; Jiang Yaofeng was shaken and fell over three feet away.
Zi Wenlie gritted his teeth and took the opponent's palm, and the King of Hell Sword took action again.
The messenger of death was as erratic as a charm, and disappeared in a flash, but the force of his palm followed, and a fierce fight began.
The King of Hell's Sword had only one move to make, but it was ineffective. This was the first time, and the words were so fierce that the cold air came out.
A mournful groan came out, and Jiang Yaofeng's figure was shaking. Then, there was a burst of ear-piercing and sinister laughter. The key to the forbidden palace has arrived in the hands of the messenger.
Zi Wenlie glanced sideways, and couldn't help but feel his heart pounding. He was slightly distracted, and was forced to retreat five steps by the opponent's move. He quickly calmed down his mind and reluctantly fought again. In the end, because his true strength was not restored, he lost in one move. A situation of more defense and less attack.
Over there, Jiang Yaofeng screamed loudly and pounced on the messenger of death in front of him.
Raising his bare hands, he performed three unique moves in a row. The power of these three moves could not be underestimated when he used hatred. The death messenger was forced to take a big step back. But, after all, it was just a missed move. Dixi made a move and made a sudden loss.
Amidst the loud shouts and screams, Jiang Yaofeng swayed several times and fell down, falling right next to Bai Xiaoling.
The Death Messenger suffocated and said loudly: "This matter is very important. I will return to my life first!"
Obviously, these words were addressed to the companions who were fighting with Yuwen Lie. There are many figures.
Zi Wen's eyes were about to burst, and the aura of resentment almost broke through the top door. He shouted loudly, and the sword of the King of Hell was blazing with green light, and it was drawn out with the force of thunder.
The flat-headed strange sword has no edge or edge, and its lifting styles are limited to chopping, chopping, slapping, hitting, sweeping, picking, and counting styles. With a muffled groan, the Death Messenger was struck with a swollen shoulder, his bones and flesh were completely reduced, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
Yu Wenlie's attack can be said to be a battle against the city. He used too much force, causing his horse to float forward and his body to sway. This move of his is based on his sword style, not his internal strength.
After the death messenger staggered, he suddenly rushed forward and waved three palms in a row. Amidst the powerful waves cracking the sky and roaring loudly, Zi Wenlie fell upside down ten feet away and lay on his back. The Death Messenger laughed ferociously, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Yu Wenlie's chest. If this is done properly, the writing and writing will be so powerful that the chest will be broken and the belly will be broken.
The crisis was imminent, but he was unable to get up and became anxious, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
At this moment, I heard a sweet shout: "Stop!"
The Death Messenger unexpectedly closed his hands and retreated, his eyes flashing green, indicating the person who was destined to speak. The person who spoke was clearly Bai Xiaoling.
Yuwen Lie secretly said: "It's over, you are not looking for death!"
However, the reality was completely unexpected. The Death Messenger neither spoke nor took action.
The scene was strangely dead.
Zi Wenlie and Jiang Yaofeng stood up at about the same time.
Bai Xiaoling waved to the messenger of death coldly: "Leave!"
The Death Messenger moved his steps but remained frozen.
Yu Wenlie and Jiang Yaofeng were shocked. How could Bai Xiaoling shout at the envoy?
Bai Xiaoling slowly took out something from her arms and held it in her palm. It was a lotus carved from white jade. The muscles on the Death Messenger's face twitched, he bowed, and disappeared.
It is indeed incredible that a jade lotus can make the most terrifying person, the Messenger of Death, obey orders and leave.
Bai Xiaoling put away Bai Yulian, turned to Yuwen Lie and said, "Brother Lie, are you injured again!? The love is beyond words."
Jiang Yaofeng didn't like to hear it, but the other party came to her rescue several times. What could she say?
Zi Wenlie's face was as cold as ice, and he said coldly: "Sister Ling, I just remembered that you said you didn't know the origin of the Death Messenger?"
Bai Xiaoling's pink cheeks changed and she said: "Yes!"
"But now it turns out not to be."
"How can I see it?"
"How do you explain that you can give orders to the Deathbringer?"
"I only rely on this jade lotus!"
"Can Yulian make the other party obey orders?"
"I don't know either. I just took a risk out of desperation, because Master Jade Lotus once told me that when this mark appears, no evil spirit will dare to violate it."
"Who is the master of Jade Lotus?"
"I'm sorry I can't comment on this."
"Then Lingmei and Master Yulian are quite close?"
"Yes! "
Jiang Yaofeng said in a trembling voice: "My lord, the key to the forbidden palace was snatched away by the messenger of death!" The voice was full of guilt. If she had followed Yu Wenlie's words and left at the beginning, maybe things would not have turned out like this.
Yuwen Lie gritted his teeth and said, "I will take it back!"
"I'm afraid it will be quite difficult. The other party is an envoy. There is someone behind the scenes who is the envoy. His subordinates are like this. Isn't the master even more unimaginable?"
"Everything depends on human effort. Don't be discouraged, madam!"
The sound of "Mother" in Bai Xiaoling's ears made her heart tremble. She devoted all her feelings to the person she loved most, and this person was a married man. Whenever her thoughts touched on this issue, she comforted herself that he did not love her and that there was no emotion between them. The existence is just a name, but no matter what, this is always a major regret, and it can also be said to be a kind of abnormal love.
After Yuwen Lie's thoughts changed. He took out the map entrusted to him by Heart Killer and said to Jiang Yaofeng, "Madam, please do two things for me!"
"What's up?"
"This is something entrusted to me by a senior in the martial arts world. The senior is no longer alive. He said that this thing is related to the fate of the twelve sects today. Now I ask you to take it back and collect it. It can only be opened when the martial arts world is at peace!"
"Okay, leave it to me!"
"Second thing, please send a message to Senior Leng Luosha...·,"
"What message?"
"Remember Qi Song, the manager of the Dead City, right?"
"how?"
"Senior Qi is dead!"
Jiang Yaofeng's delicate body trembled. Su Sheng said: "Eunuch Qi is dead?"
"Yes!"
"How did you die?"
"Buried alive by a woman named Yang Liqing!"
Bai Xiaoling's pink cheeks changed drastically. She seemed to be hesitating to speak, but neither of them noticed her expression.
Jiang Yaofeng's eyes suddenly shot with hatred. He gritted his teeth and said, "What kind of woman is Yang Liqing?"
"I don't know. I'm looking for her!"
"I swear to avenge Eunuch Qi!"
"Also. Senior Qi and his wife turned against each other that day. It was because of their only daughter Qi Yiping..."
"Yes, how do you know?"
"Qi Yiping is the lord of the Golden City in the East China Sea. Her daughter Liu Yuchan said that her mother has been searching for her parents' whereabouts over the years, but they have not been found. Please summon Senior Leng Luosha, or grant a meeting to her mother and daughter, or come to the Golden City , to support the heavenly years!”
"Okay, grandma's heart-breaking grief is over, but she will not let go of Eunuch Qi's death. Although on the surface, the couple turned against each other and kept saying they wanted to kill Eunuch Qi. Those were just words of anger, Husband and wife are husband and wife after all. After all, they just love their daughter, so why don’t they regret it in their hearts?”
"Mother, your injuries..."
"It's nothing serious!"
"Then let's hit the road!"
"And you?"
"...There are so many things to think about and so many things to do!"
"Ms. sir, I know you don't want me to come with you. How much do you cherish me when I leave! The words are low, with infinite resentment.
Yu Wenlie couldn't help but feel sad. Whose fault was this unhappy union? He wanted to comfort her, but couldn't. Subconsciously, that resentment will not disappear easily for a while.
Jiang Yaofeng then turned to Bai Xiaoling and said: "Miss Bai, the virtue of helping a hand is repaid by showing mercy!"
Bai Xiaoling smiled unnaturally and said, "No way!"
"Miss Bai, you are beautiful, and the Creator loves you very much. I hope you will make good use of your beauty!"
Bai Xiaoling's pink cheeks changed. There's something beyond the strings," there's no reason why she couldn't hear it.
Jiang Yaofeng once again said "treasure" to Zi Wenlie and passed away.
Yu Wenlie felt a sense of loss. Jiang Yaofeng's ugly face seemed to have changed in his heart at this moment.
Bai Xiaoling said quietly: "Brother Lie, I don't want to destroy your happiness, but I love you!" Her eyes were like water, filled with endless tenderness and sweetness, mixed with a hint of resentment.
Yu Wenlie stared at her extraordinary pink cheeks. I couldn't help but feel confused.
Suddenly, a masked man in green clothes who claimed to be the real killer gave advice. It rang in her ears again: "...You two can't love each other, and the consequences will be a tragedy..." In her mind, she couldn't help but be shocked. Her mother was the enemy of the master, and she was also her mother and she wanted to die. Object. And the benefactor kills the heart. Being forced to death by her mother, he also thought of Bai Xiaoling's best friend Shen Xubai. Love and hatred. Ice and charcoal cannot coexist at all, let alone...
Immediately, he calmed down and said apologetically: "Sister Ling, I have to say goodbye to you!"
Bai Xiaoling's face dimmed and she said, "Brother Lie. It's as if we haven't seen each other yet, and we always leave each other less often. How short is this moment?"
"Sister Ling, life is like this, and we may not be destined to meet each other!"
"what do you mean?"
"Sister Ling, I just feel it occasionally."
"Feel what?"
"It's okay not to say anything!"
"I want you to tell me?"
"For example, I am a married person..."
"I know that not only is there no love between you, but there is also hatred!"
"Maybe this situation is about to change!"
"You..." His clear eyes were suddenly blurred by tears.
Yuwen Lie mustered up his courage and said, "Also, you have a good companion from your childhood sweetheart..."
"You mean Shen Xubai?"
"Aren't you going to deny this?"
"No, I hate him. I wish I could kill him. I only love you, and I don't love anyone but you..." Tears finally rolled down her cheeks, which was a revelation of true love.
Yuwen Lie almost wanted to hug her and say, I only love you. However, he would rather kill his love. Thinking of the terrible consequences, he deliberately said indifferently: "Sister Ling, we are friends, and now we are, It will be the same in the future!”
"You have changed!" "No, this is just your feeling 2"
"Okay, let's go, leave me, go far away..." Tears fell like a broken string of beads.
Yuwen Lie gritted his teeth and hardened his heart: "Sister Ling, take care, I'm leaving!"
Finished. He ran away quickly, not even having the courage to look back. From behind, Bai Xiaoling's almost sad cry came: "Brother Lie, I will always love you..."
Each voice was like an arrow, shooting into his heart. Nothing could compare to this pain. He could only endure it silently. Perhaps, this pain would accompany him to the end of his life.
In a short time, he returned to the mass grave and wanted to find out what the explosion was about not long ago.
In the center of the cemetery, rocks collapsed, and the once-destroyed ancient tomb completely disappeared. The copper coffin. There was no trace of the tomb passage, and the ancient tomb was bombed. Did master and apprentice Qiu Wen blow it up themselves, or was it someone else?
After standing stunned for a moment, he turned around and stepped down, with his destination pointing towards the dead city. He wanted to go to the Shaolin Conference before. In a dead city, explore the mystery of his father Bai Shiqi.
Surrounded by mountains, there is an acres of flat land and an endless stretch of primitive hazelnut wilderness. Facing this small flat land is a forest road only about ten feet wide. The tree curtain blocks out the sky and the sun, making this place The forest road turned into a dark cave entrance, with a stone tablet bearing three shocking characters: Yin and Yang Realm I This is the discolored black forest in the martial arts world, inside the forest. It is the mysterious and terrifying area-the City of Death.
The Dead City - no one knows what it looks like anymore, because those who have been to the Dead City are all dead.
The sun is in the middle. In front of the black forest, a handsome young man dressed in white appeared and stopped beside the stone tablet of Yin and Yang. He was the second Yu Wenlie of Tiexin Shura.
When Zi Wenlie faced the dead and gloomy forest road, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
He knew that the fate of his arrival was unpredictable, but for the sake of his father's life and death, for Yang Liqing's whereabouts, for the answer to the mystery of why his master Tiexin Shura was crippled, for the life and death of his master's best friend the ruthless swordsman, the master of the Hidden Immortal Valley, and for Shen Xubai's With a malicious invitation, he must break into this terrifying area. When he comes, life and death have already been ignored.
He looked at the dark forest road for a moment. There was a hint of arrogant smile at the corner of his mouth, and he moved...
A gentle cry came: "You can't!"
Yuwen Lie unexpectedly retracted his slumping steps, and when he saw it, he couldn't help but feel suffocated.
The person who arrived was Bai Xiaoling, who had recently broken up. She had a look of panic on her face.
He just couldn't figure out why Bai Xiaoling was clinging to him like a ghost. How could she follow him? In his mind, he frowned and said, "Sister Ling, you shouldn't have come!"
Bai Xiaoling said in a trembling voice: "You come back to me now!"
"Why?"
"I can't let you die!"
"Death. You are too worried!"
"Not at all, brother lie, come back with me!" His expression was in panic. With great eagerness.
"Sister Ling, forgive me for not being able to do it."
"Why do you have to die?"
"Death is not necessary!"
"Brother Lie, I can't live without you. I can't watch you destroy!" Qie Qie's infatuated words made Yu Wen Lie's heart beat with excitement. However, once he made up his mind about something, he would not change it easily, let alone him. It can be said that this is a deliberate move. I have thought about it for a long time, and now I said coldly: "Sister Ling, let me remind you again, I am a married person, and I have no objection to your affection for me, Yu Wenlie." Forget, but...I...
"How about it?"
"I can't accept your love!"
Bai Xiaoling's face turned pale, and she took a step back. With tears in her eyes, she said sadly: "But... I love you!"
Yuwen Lie hardened his heart and said, "Sister Ling, it seems that I am going to let you down!"
"No matter what, you leave this horrible place with me now 2"
"Can't do it!"
"Why do you have to insist on this?"
"First, as you know, Shen Xubai made an appointment with me to meet in the Dead City; can I break the appointment with someone like him?"
"If he is a scoundrel, it's not worth it..."
"There is a more important reason!"
"what reason?"
Yuwen Lie's face suddenly surged with murderous intent, and he said in a hateful voice: "I heard that my father is trapped in the dead city and may have been killed!"
Bai Xiaoling's beauty changed drastically, and Su said in a voice: "Who is your father?"
"Same last name as you!"
"Surname Bai?"
"Yes, Bai Shiqi!"
"What, your father is Bai Shiqi?"
"Lingmei knows..."
"No. I wonder why your surname is not Bai but Yuwen?"
"This... I will explain it to you when I have the opportunity in the future!"
"Do we have the same last name?"
"Maybe yes!"
"possible?"
"According to the clues, my father is the Jade Dragon Bai Shiqi, the leader of the Kamikaze Gang who has been missing for nearly twenty years. However, it is not 100%25 sure yet and the final confirmation is yet to be made!"
"oh!"
"Why is Lingmei here too?"
Bai Xiaoling suffocated slightly and said, "I'm coming after you!"
"Catch me?"
"Yes, your whereabouts can't be hidden from anyone!"
"Sister Ling, please turn back!"
"You leave with me, and I will be responsible for finding out your father's whereabouts!"
"Are you asking?"
"This can still be done!"
Zi Wenlie suddenly realized that Bai Xiaoling and Shen Xubai were childhood sweethearts, and Shen Xubai was the master of the palace under Death City. Based on this relationship, it is not difficult to find out the whereabouts of a person. Wherever the mind moves. He couldn't help but blurt out: "Let's inquire based on Shen Xubai's relationship!"
Bai Xiaoling said coldly: "There's no need for that!" "
Yu Wenlie's heart moved. Could it be that she had something to do with the Dead City? The Wulin people's expressions changed when they talked about the dead city. She said it as if she was confident, so far. He is still confused about her life experience. He only knows that she has a mother with unfathomable martial arts skills.
He thought that her mother was forced to die because of the misunderstanding that the Heart-killer was Bai Shiqi. In this way, not only were they teachers and enemies, but they were also involved in a family feud. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but trembled coldly, regardless of the circumstances. It is a fact that there is an inextricable hatred between each other.
Does Bai Xiaoling know nothing about this? of course not! Did she think about the consequences? Could a woman with a beautiful appearance and a smart heart really abuse her feelings so blindly?
Then he said in a deep voice: "Sister Ling, I'm visiting the dead city. There are no more than one or two problems. Goodbye!" Ignoring the other party's reaction, he suddenly shot towards the forest road as dark as a night.
"Brother Lie!"
Bai Xiaoling's shrill call came to his ears, as if Zi Wenlie was about to die if he entered the city of death.
That voice represented her infatuation. Care and love are inseparable.
Yuwen Lie's heart trembled, but he had no time to think about anything else.
There is no daylight in the forest road, fifty feet behind. With his hands outstretched, Yu Wenlie should be able to distinguish the scenery within ten feet with Yuwen Lie's cultivation level.
After enough time to make tea, the day will come again. In front of you is a basin sandwiched between forests and dangerous peaks. A concrete and tiny city is built on the peaks, with a radius of five miles. The towers are towering and the battlements are like battlements. Above the city gate facing you, there are two startling big characters: DEATH. city!
This is a dead city that only hears rumors in the martial arts world, but no one has actually experienced.
From the human forest until now, not a single person has been found.
gloomy! fear! Dead silence! Even though Yu Wenlie was aloof and arrogant, he couldn't help but feel a chill coming from the bottom of his heart.
The dead city, a veritable dead city, is lifeless. Even though the sun shines brightly, it still can't make it any more alive.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally mustered up the courage to fall towards the basin. While looking forward, I came to the city gate and saw that the city gate was open, but there was still no one in sight.
The calmer it appears on the surface, the greater the danger hidden behind it. This has almost become an inevitable iron rule in the martial arts world, and Yu Wenlie doesn't know why.
The deep and deep city gate is like the mouth of a giant, ready to devour everyone who enters the city of death.
He thought that no matter what the purpose of coming here, the other party was always a sect and he should follow the rules to make progress. He immediately said in a solemn voice: "Tiexin Shura Second Yu Wenlie pays homage to the city!"
"Bail the city!" "Bail the city!" A series of hollow echoes doubled the terror.
Yu Wen Lie gathered his true energy and spoke again: "Wulin empress Yu Wen Lie pays homage to the city!"
There was a surge of echoes, and three white figures appeared on the tower.
When Yu Wenlie took a look, he couldn't help but get goosebumps and feel a chill in his heart. There was a person in the middle, dressed in filial piety and holding hands as if in mourning. It was Cui Hao, the watchman of Dongcheng who once presided over the exchange of lives. The bloodless face was as flat as a zombie that had just crawled out of the coffin.
On both sides, there are two people in white who look like papermakers, each holding a white flag in their hands. On the side of the white flag is written: "Connect to the Nine Lotus Platform". The ghostly atmosphere is so dense that it makes people feel like they are in the underworld.
Yuwen Lie composed himself and said loudly: "I'm here to pay my respects to the city. Please give me your permission."
Cui Hao, the watchman of Dongcheng, said sadly: "Worship the city?"
"Yes. Please see the city lord!"
"Crossing the realm of Yin and Yang. We are the people from Jiuquan. Come into the city!" Two white flags waved in the wind, and the figure disappeared.
Zi Wenlie stepped into the city with a sudden change of heart...
"Stop!" As he shouted, a man with white cedars stood between the two huge open city gates.
Yuwen Lie stopped unexpectedly and said coldly: "What do you mean by this?"
The man in white shirt pointed towards the person nearby and said: "You will leave your name when you die!"
Only then did Zi Wenlie notice that on the right side of the entrance to the city gate, there was a white wooden table, equipped with pens and inkstones. There was a thick book in the center of the table, with two blood-red seal characters on the label: "Ghost Record"
At first glance, he couldn't help but feel angry, and he snorted coldly: "I will pay my respects to the city according to the rules of the world..."
The man in white shirt stopped the conversation coldly and said: "The city of death is about to be closed. It is expected that many martial arts friends will come to register as ghosts. Therefore, the city lord has specially ordered to set up a ghost record for inspection. You are very honored. It will be a ghost record." The first person to leave his name!”
Yu Wenlie snorted angrily, approached the table, opened the title page, and found that it was indeed a blank book. No one else had left a name on it. He then said in a deep voice: "What if I don't want to leave a name?"
"When a person dies, he leaves his name, and when a leopard dies, he leaves his skin. Your Excellency is not an unknown person. You probably don't want your name and your name to be lost at the same time, right?"
"This is the city of worship"
"Your Excellency has already said it once."
"Then please give way."
"Your Excellency, I heard you clearly. Leave your name first. No living person can enter the Yin and Yang Realm!"
"I'm afraid not?"
"The truth will answer you!"
"Do you have to leave your name?"
"certainly!"
With a cold groan, Yu Wenlie pressed down on the two-inch-thick record book with his palm. A neat palm print penetrated the book and the white wooden table.
The man in white shirt's expression changed drastically, and he said sternly: "Good boy. How dare you destroy the ghost record of this city..."
Yu Wenlie took a step forward and shouted: "Get out of the way!"
The man in white shirt shook his palms, and the ice soul was sent out silently.
Yu Wenlie had already experienced this trick from the subordinates of Death City, and he knew what was going on by looking at his posture. Even if there was no Chiyang Kung Fu taught by the Heart-killer, with the Nine Ninja Magic Kung Fu and the Shura Magic Kung Fu, there was no reason to be afraid of this mere thing. Yin-cold palm power. At the moment, it seems that the previous bullying that I didn't realize is still the same.
When the man in white shirt saw that Bing Po was ineffective, he suddenly felt cold, but his duty was still there, so he struck out with his palm.
Yu Wenlie did not shy away, and did not stop for a moment.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise. The palm of the man in white shirt was firmly stamped on Zi Wenlie's chest, and an extremely powerful counterattack force made him stagger back three steps and almost fell down.
Yuwen Lie said coldly: "I will pay my respects to the city according to the rules. I don't want to kill anyone at the moment!" As he spoke, he stepped closer to the man in white shirt and headed towards the city.
"You're looking for death!" With loud shouts, the man in white shirt struck out a palm towards Yu Wenlie's back like lightning. With his other hand pointing upright, he inserted the first one into the Mingmen acupuncture point. One move and two moves were both fatal.
Yu Wenlie withstood another two blows and turned around slowly. His cold face was filled with murderous intent, and he said every word like steel: "You are asking for death!"
The man in white shirt is dead. "Wow" The tragic roar was heard, blood arrows were fired, and the man in white shirt was shaken by a palm and flew out of the city gate.
Yu Wenlie turned around and walked inside again...,——
Suddenly, two old men in black clothes appeared at the same time. One of them shouted ferociously: "Yu Wenlie, you have eaten the courage of Heavenly Thunder Leopard. Dare you go to this city to kill people?"
Zi Wenlie knew that it would be useless to talk more, but he had already risked his life anyway. He immediately stopped his steps and said, "So what if I kill someone?"
"You will suffer all kinds of pains in hell, and then you will be a living ghost in a pool of blood forever."
"I'm here to pay homage to the city, please give way!"
"dream!"
"Then don't blame me for being cruel!"
"you dare!"
"You might as well give it a try, West!" A mountain-shaking force, with the power of thunder, crashed into the current Old Man Xi.
The men in black all snorted coldly. Each struck a palm, and the overwhelming energy from the West Road merged into a huge current that shook the heavens and the earth, roaring wildly and tearing the ground apart. The sound of complex obstructions is deafening, and the aftermath of the energy becomes a whirlpool. With a faint hum.
Yu Wenlie took five steps back before he stood firm with the stake. His energy and blood surged, and a blush appeared on his handsome face.
The corpse of one of the old men, Xi, lay on the ground, while the other three were shaken and retreated to three different directions. With blood stains looming around his mouth, Yu Wenlie's gaze swept across the scene, and he suddenly jumped out, flying eight feet away, leaving the three old men behind him five feet away. The three old men did not pursue him, but one of them picked up the body and dazzled it away.
In front of you. A piece of broken tiles and ruins. Dangerous buildings with decaying walls, basil everywhere, and wide streets. Almost completely covered by weeds. The peeling stone slabs were exposed, and there was no sign of human habitation at all.
Is this the place where a sect is located? The dead city is like an ancient city after a disaster. Weeds are the only life. Yuwen Lie had two cold wars in a row. He couldn't imagine that he had just fought with someone. Was it really an illusion?
desolate! gloomy! Dead silence! fear! Apart from that, there is nothing.
He subconsciously looked back, and this sight shocked him for the first time. The city gates, towers, and walls mysteriously disappeared. The western perimeter was covered with moss and green tiles, ruined houses and broken walls, and the outlines of streets and alleys loomed in the mist. of weeds.
Sweat broke out on his brow. No one dares to admit that this scene is reality and not a fantasy.
"Sand!" "Sand!" Monotonous and desolate footsteps came from the distance, whispering with a ghostly smile. He gritted his teeth and rushed towards the sound, but there was nothing. The sound was still the same, as if it was close or far away.
Break! It was the only attempt he could make. So he ran blindly along the deserted streets.
Time disappeared, but the scenery in front of him did not change. It was still a terrifying ruin.
Sweat soaked through the heavy clothes, my heart almost jumped out of my mouth, and the blood in my body was beating. Blood vessels protrude from root to root, and true energy is lost and depleted unconsciously.
He couldn't remember how many directions he turned or how many hours he ran, but he was aware of the wear and tear on his physical strength.
Benz! Benz! Without stopping, the idea of seeking revenge has temporarily disappeared from his mind. At present, the only thing he can think of is how to escape from this mysterious and terrifying place.
A lot of time passed, and a building that looked like a martial arts arena appeared in front of them. There are trapezoidal stands on the left and right, and in the middle is a command stand made of white stones. Although there are only a few decadent stone pillars left at the base of the stand, you can still imagine the grandeur of the original construction. In the middle, the place where Yuwen Lieren was standing was about fifty feet wide. Although there was smoke and grass, it could still be seen that it was a place for martial arts performances. The dangerous buildings and isolated walls in the western half of the area turned the martial arts arena into an empty cave.
Raise land. A burst of ear-piercing and startling laughter came from the Western Zhou Dynasty, like a pack of wolves howling at night, like a crowd of ghosts crying at night, it was creepy.
He mustered up his courage, jumped out of the dangerous building, and flew up the lonely wall, but saw nothing.
Demon realm!
The laughter is getting sharper and shriller, and the verses are meant to pierce people's eardrums. This scene can drive the faint of heart to flight and the bold to madness. Zi Wenlie felt crazy at this time.
He wants to kill someone! He wants to bleed! He wants to fight...
This idea became stronger and stronger, and finally, he waved his palms frantically and struck at the ruined buildings.
In an instant, sand flew and rocks danced, buildings collapsed, and the sound of crashing was endless, like a sudden natural disaster. The laughter was gradually drowned, muffled, and disappeared.
After a period of crazy and blind venting, he felt exhausted, his mind was empty, and no thoughts existed anymore. Presenting a state of exhaustion.
He struggled to wake up and cheer up. But, it's all in vain. With a bang, he fell to the ground.
I don't know how much time passed, but my consciousness came back to life. When I opened my eyes, I saw that I was in a large hall shaped like a Dharma hall. The green lights illuminated the hazy figures on both sides, making me feel like I was in a Senluo Palace.
After a while, he regained consciousness and saw everything clearly. On the left and right sides, there are ten top chairs. There were five old men in black sitting on each side. Behind the old men, ten men in black were lined up. They were all silent and motionless, looking like zombies. On the front, there is a bill, and behind the bill is a black curtain. Embroidered with a big white lotus. He was kneeling in front of the case while his arms were held by two men in black.
When he realized that he was kneeling, a wave of resentment surged into his chest. After struggling hard, he couldn't get up. It turned out that his legs were tightly entangled at the knees. He was so angry that he could not help but groan.
The whole hall was as silent as a cave castle.
He tried to use his true energy, and among the eight meridians, at least one of the western meridians was blocked, and he thought to himself: "It's over!" Now, he was the flesh of the upper body and had no choice but to be slaughtered.
How did he get here? After entering the city, I had a terrifying experience, and I am still completely confused to this day.
Suddenly, a very familiar voice said: "Let the Lord ascend to the throne."
The ten old people sitting there all stood and bowed. After the bill, a man in a black shadow shirt appeared, and he turned out to be Shen Xubai.
The enemies were extremely jealous when they met, and Yu Wenlie gritted his teeth in hatred.
Shen Xubai stood beside the case and glanced at Yu Wenlie, full of evil pride.
The curtains parted and closed, and a woman in black with a black gauze hanging over her face sat on the huge chair behind the case.
"Please take a seat," the voice was charming, yet dignified.
The ten old men in black responded in unison: "Thank you, Lord!" and then sat back down respectfully.
Yuwen Lie was so angry that he almost went crazy. He didn't expect that a majestic man would kneel in front of a woman.
The voice of the Lord of the Dead City suddenly became cold and stern as he said, "Yu Wen Lie, you are very courageous!"
Yuwen Lie said in a trembling voice: "I will pay homage to the city as per the rules. I fell into a trap and was captured by mistake..."
"Shut up, the rules of the world do not apply to this city."
"What are you going to do to me, my lord?"
"The referendum is still pending. Now answer a few questions from me, Mr. Shen?"
"The humble position is here!"
"Urge for confession on my behalf!"
"Follow the order!"
Shen Xubai strode up to Zi Wenlie and said with a sinister smile: "Yu Wenlie, now let's talk about the burial place of your dead master Tiexin Shura!"
Zi Wenlie raised his head and said, "Bah!" He gave Shen Xubai a mouthful of beer.
A sinister look suddenly appeared in Shen Xu's white eyes. He grabbed Yu Wenlie's hair, stirred it back, and said, "You said you didn't want to tell me?"
Zi Wenlie was so furious that his insides were about to burst, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, all over Shen Xu's white eyelids.
Shen Xubai exerted great force, and his skin burst and fell off. Yuwen Lie almost fainted and said with gritted teeth: "Shen Xubai, one day I will deal with you in the most cruel way in the world!"
Shen Xubai sneered and said: "But now you will be punished by all the criminal laws in the world, and now that you have entered this city, you will never have a future again. If you don't want to suffer disaster, you'd better be more relaxed."
Yu Wenlie felt a tearing pain in his heart, a pain that was a hundred times worse than death. All the grudges and hatreds were about to be disillusioned. He was not afraid of death. What he was afraid of was that his soul would never rest in peace.
"Say!" Shen Xubai shouted sharply.
Yuwen Lie said wildly: "It can't be done!"
"You want to die?"
"Let's do it!"
"But death will not fall on your head so happily!"
"Shen, you are a dog!"
"Slap! Shoot!" Two slaps hit Yu Wenlie, blood splattered from his mouth, and his eyes flashed with gold.
"Mr. Shen, step aside and I will ask the question in person 2"
"I humbly obey my orders!" Shen Xubai took three steps back and stood solemnly.
The Lord of the Dead City said in a voice so cold that it made people's blood freeze: "Yu Wenlie, tell me, where is your master's body buried?"
Zi Wenlie hissed: "A person's hatred of death disappears, and his sins are not as bad as withered bones. The next person will bear the responsibility!"
"You can't bear it!"
"A teacher's debt must be paid, why can't he bear it?"
"Okay, I should have promised you..."
"What hatred do you have between your master and your lord?"
"I will tell you in the future. Now to answer the second question, what is your purpose in breaking into the Death City?"
Yu Wenlie did not answer the question and said sternly: "Seniors can be killed, but not humiliated. I don't want to kneel down and speak!"
"Well, let go!"
The two men in black loosened their rubber bands, bowed, turned around and retreated.
Yu Wenlie gritted his teeth and stood up. His body stumbled several times before he finally regained his balance.
Shen Xubai subconsciously took a step back.
The Lord of the Dead City spoke again; "Can you say it now?"
"Just ask!"
"What's the purpose of coming here?" "Looking for someone!"
"Who are you looking for?"
"One person's life and death, two people's whereabouts!"
"Whose life and death?"
"Bai Shiqi!"
The Lord of the Dead City was obviously shocked, and after suffocating, he said: "Which Bai Shiqi!"
"The leader of the Kamikaze Gang who disappeared mysteriously in the past."
"What is your relationship with Bai Shiqi?"
"I would like to ask if he is alive or dead, where is he now, or where are his bones buried?"
"You answer my questions first!"
Zi Wenlie's mind changed and he said, "I am entrusted by someone!"
"Entrusted by whom?"
“It’s hard to apologize for this.”
"So I won't answer your question."
Yuwen Lie gritted his teeth and was about to reveal his identity...
The Lord of the Dead City changed the subject and said: "Which two people do you want to check on?"
"The first one is the ruthless swordsman!"
"What? Ruthless swordsman?"
"good!"
"Why do you want to go to this city to find out his whereabouts?"
"It is said that he was imprisoned in the Death City!"
"Well, I should have told you that he is dead!"
"died?"
"Um!"
Yu Wenlie's heart was agitated again, and he thought to himself: Wuqing Jianrong is the master's only best friend. If he can survive the death city, he must take revenge on his behalf. He then said: "The second person is Yang Liqing!"
The Lord of the Dead City stood up from his seat, his veil slightly fluttering for a moment. He sat down again and said in a low voice, "Are you looking for Yang Liqing?"
"good!"
"Why?"
"My master's death!"
"What does the will say?"
"Can I not say anything?"
"Then you get no answer!"
Yu Wenlie hesitated for a long time, thinking to himself. Before he died, it would be great if he could uncover these mysteries. He immediately said: "My master and Yang Liqing explored the city of death decades ago. After that, Yang Liqing disappeared. My master was crippled and will never live in the world again..."
"What, Iron Heart Shura has lost his strength and body?"
"Yes!"
"Why?"
"I don't know. My master passed away before he could tell the reason."
"What about next?"
"The old man said that there is only one woman I have ever been sorry for in my life, and that is Yang Liqing."
"ah!"
Yu Wenlie had no way of imagining what this "Ah!" meant, but he could realize that the other party was extremely excited. Why? Maybe it has something to do with that woman Yang Liqing, maybe...
"what else?"
"I will look for people in my next life and my bones in death!"
"You found the dead city?"
"Because it is said that Yang Liqing disappeared while exploring the dead city with her master!"
"What will you do if you find it?"
"This..." He thought of the dying wish of the old man who taught him the Nine Ninja Magic Skills in Wantan Valley, and also thought of the old man Qi Song who was buried alive.
"What's this?"
"Ask Master Ming what she owes, and pay it back on behalf of Master Ming!"
"What if your master owes her a debt of life?"
"Is this...possible? They are lovers."
"What do you think it should be?"
Yu Wenlie said with a sudden heart: "If it's true, it's my teacher's fault, so what's the point of giving her life back?"
"You have the guts, and you are worthy of being the heir of Iron Heart Shura, but..." the voice of the leader of the Death City Order suddenly turned sad and said: "Yang Liqing died thirty years ago."
Yu Wenlie's heart was shocked, and then he said coldly: "Did your Lord say this from the bottom of his heart?"
"What's the meaning?"
"Yang Liqing is not dead at all"
"How can I see it?"
"More than ten years ago, she persecuted a person in Wushan. Recently..."
"Why are not you talking!"
Zi Wenlie was greatly confused and couldn't figure out what was going on. This matter was really unbelievable, and he blurted out in his mind: "How did Qi Song, the general manager of your city, die!"
"How did you die?"
"Buried alive by Yang Liqing!"
"You know everything?"
"Yes!"
"who told you that?"
“Other person!”
"you know too much……"
"how?"
"I should have said it again, Yang Liqing is dead long ago!"
"What's the proof?"
"Have you ever thought of someone else pretending to be Yang Liqing?"
"This seems impossible!"
"Believe it or not, that's it for now, Shi Lao!"
Ten old men in black responded in unison: "Yes!"
"Please give me your opinion, how to deal with it?"
"But by ordering the Lord Zhuo Zai"
Shen Xubai bowed and said: "Your Majesty, I have something to say from my humble position!"
"speak!"
"Yu Wenlie has destroyed many disciples in this city, and he already knows some of the secrets of this city. In the opinion of his humble position, he should pull out his tongue, dig out his eyes, and beat people to the bloody ground!"
Zi Wenlie's eyes almost spurted blood, and he wished he could tear this wolf-hearted boy alive.
The Lord of the Dead City said coldly: "Mr. Shen, do you have any other motives for raising this opinion?"
Shen Xubai's body trembled, and his face changed color. He lowered his head and said, "I don't dare."
Yu Wenlie couldn't help but feel something in his heart. A woman could be the master of a dead city that shook the martial arts world, and control these monsters, ghosts, gods, and snakes. Without superhuman wisdom and extraordinary courage, she would never be able to do it. Shen Xubai wanted to take the opportunity to destroy her. He killed him, but gave the Lord of the Dead City a clear answer.
The Lord of the Dead City continued sternly: "Manager Shen, the disciples of the General Altar have not been doing their jobs well recently. This is related to your frequent outings. From now on, you are not allowed to leave the city and we must rectify the affairs of the Altar."
"Please obey the order!"
"Get down!"
"Thank you, Lord!" Shen Xubai bowed and retreated, giving Yu Wenlie a sharp look.
The Lord of the Dead City snorted eerily and said: "Yu Wen Lie. Life or death depends on your thoughts. Now I ask you a question. You don't have to answer immediately. I will let you think about it for a moment. Listen, are you willing to join me?" city?"
Yu Wenlie blurted out almost without thinking: "It can't be done!"
"What, you refuse?"
"Yes, I will never consider it!"
The Lord of Death City said gloomily: "Have you already thought about it?"
Yu Wenlie said in the same indifferent voice: "I don't need to think too much!"
"I think you are a talented person and it would be a pity to ruin it, so I made an exception for you. Yu Wenlie, no one has ever received such an exception before you!"
"Grace, hahahaha..."
"Shut up. Don't forget where this place is and what your identity is."
"I know very well that I will kill you as I please without frowning!"
"You have the talent, but it's a pity that no one appreciates it here!"
"I would like to reiterate my previous request. Please inform me of Zi Shiqi's life and death!"
"What's the use of knowing it? Now that you've entered the city of death, your fate has been decided!"
Yuwen Lie gritted his teeth and said, "I must know!"
"Okay, I'm telling you, Bai Shiqi is dead!"
Zi Wenlie felt as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt. He once said that his father was dead before, but it was not proven by the facts. Now, this dead letter can be said to be without doubt.
There was a pain as if the heart and liver had been torn apart. He was shaken and said sternly: "How did you die?"
"You don't have to ask!"
"Where are the remains?"
"Turn into dust!"
"Succubus, I wish I could tear you into pieces..." Blood spurted out from a muscle, and the look of hatred in his eyes made people dare not look at her.
The stiff expressions of the ten old men in black could not help but change in unison. One of them stood up and said: "Insulting the Lord is a crime that cannot be punished. Please send an order to be escorted to the Ten Palaces for reincarnation."
The Lord of the Dead City waved his hand and said: "Please sit down, I have my own reasons, someone is here!"
The man in black behind Shi Lao. The two leaders on the left and right rushed out and stood still to listen to the order.
"Temporarily placed in jail awaiting trial!"
"Follow the order!" Two men in black picked up Yu Wenlie, one on the left and the other on the right, and walked out of the hall.
Yu Wen Lie was unable to fight back, so he turned around and said sternly: "Succubus, if I, Yu Wen Lie, don't die, I will destroy the city of death!"
"Let's go!" The two men in black shouted and quickened their pace. Run towards the corridor outside the hall.
After passing through several buildings, a square appeared in front of us. At the end of the square, there is a dangerous rock wall that is as high as the sky. There are countless holes at the foot of the wall near the edge of the square. The top of the cave is marked respectively: Hall of Broken Limbs, Pao Lao Section, Hall of Sinking... It seems that this is the so-called "Ten Halls of Reincarnation".
Halfway up the rock wall, there is a ten-foot-sized broken nest with big characters in the west; "Realm of Nirvana". Yu Wenlie was held hostage and ran towards a cave on the far right. The entrance of the cave was marked with three shocking big characters: "Prison to be Determined". .
Inside the cave, there was a dark wind, and the stench was nauseating. Rows of iron bars were arranged along the path of the cave. In front of each iron door, there were two ferocious men in black, with expressions like It is a beast with no human form.
Within the iron bars, black shadows squirmed, interspersed with harsh moans.
Prison car! cause of death! Black prison! Wrong soul! It is the portrayal of this cave.
When they reached the last gate, two men in black stopped and one of them shouted loudly: "The criminal awaiting trial, Yu Wenlie, will be booked into prison!"
Zi Wenlie was torn inside and out, but he had no room for resistance.
The two jailers opened the iron gate. One of them took a booklet from the wall to register, and the other entered a small door next to the prison. It didn't take long, and he held a red-hot stick in his hand. The soldering iron came out quickly and said. "Brand and imprison!" In the words, the red-flaming iron was stretched out in front of Zi Wenlie. Shen Yuwenlie couldn't help but fly away. With this branding, his appearance was ruined forever. He twisted his body hard, Don't turn around and struggle instinctively.
One of the two escorting men in black suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Wait a minute!"
The jailer said ferociously: "What to do?"
"He is temporarily imprisoned, not awaiting trial!"
"Brand and imprison, this is the rule!"
There was a sharp pain in the heart and the smell of burnt flesh. Yuwen Lie howled wildly and fainted. When I woke up, I found myself lying on the damp floor with severe pain in my forehead.
He did not groan or sigh. Extreme hatred and unspeakable despair filled his heart. He didn't expect that he would end his life so soon, and what he had to do. But it was just the starting point. The name of the Second Iron Heart Shura who once shocked the martial arts world was like a flash in the pan or a spark in the dark night. He fell silently and was disillusioned, leaving endless hatred and hatred.
Yes, some people may shed tears, sigh for him, and remember him. However, what does this make up with the facts?
Dark! gloomy! Rancid! The never-ending moaning, sighing, wailing...
The people who make these sounds may be well-known characters in the martial arts world. However, they were trapped in this hell on earth, left to be slaughtered and unable to survive.
The light became darker and darker, until finally I couldn't see my fingers. Two wind lamps lit up at the entrance of the cave, illuminating the path of the cave which was less than five branches and five cents away. It was pitch black. The men in black guard the entrance of the cave. The rest of the jailers left their posts and went back to their rooms to rest.
A sigh as hollow as a ghost. Yu Wenlie woke up from his confusion. Then, a low, hoarse voice, like that of a person who has been recovering from a long illness, said: "Which new friend is it?"
"I'm Yu Wenlie!"
"Are you old by the sound of your voice?"
"I'm going to waste my twenty-one days!"
"Can you move over a little bit?"
Yu Wenlie groped numbly and moved his body a few feet to the position of the voice. His acupuncture points were suppressed, his skills were blocked, and his eyesight was sharply reduced. He couldn't see what kind of person the other party was from a distance of west feet.
The voice came up again, close to my ear: "Why are you here?"
"I came here by myself!"
"Dare to break into the dead city. The origin must not be simple. Can you tell me?"
"My former master Tiexin Shura.
"Oh" turns out to be the descendant of the King of Hell Sword, but why did you throw yourself into death? "
"For the sake of resentment and hatred!"
"Seeking revenge?"
"It can be said like this"
"well……"
"What do you call an old timer?"
"Don't mention it!"
"How long has the old timer been banned?"
"Five years."
"What's that for?"
"Volunteer!"
Zi Wenlie said in shock: "Old senior is voluntarily imprisoned?"
"good!"
"Juniors don't understand."
"It's okay not to mention it."
Zi Wenlie was silent for a moment and said with emotion: "Except for the heads of the twelve sects who were threatened to exchange secrets for their lives among the martial arts comrades who entered the dead city, I am afraid that no one can get out alive!"
"Yes, I know one...but..."
"How about it?"
"Maybe you can't get out of the city after you leave the prison!"
Yu Wenlie was very curious. He asked: "Who is that person?"
"His name is Bai Shiqi, the most handsome man in the martial arts world!"
"What? Bai Shiqi?" Zi Wenlie was so excited that his voice changed.
"Yes. It's Bai Shiqi. He has been imprisoned for nearly twenty years. What? Do you recognize him?"
"He...he...yes, I heard that he was the leader of the Kamikaze Gang and disappeared mysteriously!"
"Alas, one misstep will lead to eternal hatred, but it is also that incomparable hatred that has supported his survival for so many years!"
"Old senior, he got away?"
"Child, you seem to be..."
"To be honest with you, senior, this junior's trip to the Death City is mainly to explore his whereabouts of life and death!"
"What's his relationship with you?"
"Father and son!"
"What, you are Bai Shiqi's son?"
"Yes!"
"But your surname is not Bai——"
"this……"
"Oh! I understand, you take your mother's surname. Your father's name is Yuwen Xiuqiong, isn't it?"
The shock in Yuwen Lie's heart could not be described in words. This old man could actually tell his life story in one sentence. It seemed that Bai Shiqi was his biological father and he was sure. Then he said in a shuddering voice: "How does the old man know?"
"He is in prison with me. Three years ago, a man named Liang Botong sent a message for him!"
"Oh!" The scene where Monk Zhenru was murdered in the ancient temple on the barren mountain suddenly appeared in Yu Wenlie's mind. Liang Botong was the lay name of Monk Zhenru.
"It's really a miracle that your father can escape from the city of death!"
"Senior, please tell me in detail what happened?"
"Yes. All prisoners are deprived of their martial arts skills. Your Majesty is no exception. Three years ago, one of his most trusted subordinates, who had a considerable status in the dead city, tried every possible means to obtain a pill of 'Fu Gong Jiu', So, he regained his power..."
"Oh!" Yu Wenlie couldn't help but exclaimed, the excitement in his heart was like a frenzy.
After a pause, the old man continued: "So, he waited for the opportunity to come. On that day, there were thunder and lightning, violent wind and rain, followed by a terrible earthquake. He killed the jailer and fled. No news about him was heard from now on. !”
"But the Lord of the Dead City has personally replied that my father is no longer alive!"
"Most likely!"
"Why?"
"The Dead City was built by a mysterious gang in ancient times. The outer streets and government buildings imply the principle of great change. Anyone who enters it will be a dead end..."
Yuwen Lie suddenly realized that after entering the city, he immediately fell into a maze.
"The inner layer is the area against the rock wall, where the real people live. There is only one secret passage out of the city. There are many institutions, guarded by the city lord's best friends. It is indeed difficult for birds to cross. Although your father has escaped from prison, he may not be able to get through. The only way..."
Yu Wenlie's heart sank and his whole body felt numb. It turned out that his father was no longer alive, and what Zhu Xin and the Lord of Death City had said coincided with each other, which was more than enough to prove that it was true.
However, who will avenge this blood feud? He is the one waiting to be judged! At this moment, he felt that his heart was torn apart and dripping with blood.
Also, I have adopted my mother's surname since I was a child, and the mystery of her mother's death out of hatred will never be revealed. I will never be able to reveal how I will see my dead mother lying on the ground. Tears will fall quietly in the dark.
Right now. Several low, pitiful howls came from the direction of the cave entrance.
Zi Wenlie's heart moved, he rolled over, and returned to the gate. Looking out, he saw the guards guarding the entrance of the cave beside the lantern, all lying on the ground.
The breeze blows. A relatively thin masked man in black appeared in front of the cell door like a ghost.
"Yu Wenlie!" It was a girl's voice.
"Just wait and don't make a sound!"
The cell door was opened, and the masked woman in black stepped into the cell, tapping Yu Wenlie's 20 large and small acupuncture points with her flying fingers. The writing is astonishing, as if in a dream, I can only feel the other person's finger touching it. The true energy circulates accordingly, the acupoints are tapped, and the skill is fully restored!
The sudden ecstasy made him stunned.
"Follow me!" The masked woman lowered her voice and said these three words.
Yu Wenlie tried his best to calm down his wild emotions and asked in confusion: "What do you call the girl?"
"No need to ask any more questions!"
"Why this move?"
"save you!"
"Help... I'm here..."
"That's right, danger is looming, let's go!"
As he spoke, he ducked out of the cell door.
Yu Wenlie turned around and suddenly thought of the old man in the same cell, and said urgently: "Girl, please wait a moment!"
He swayed to the old man. At this moment, his skills and eyesight were restored, and he saw a skinny, rugged old man with messy hair and only a few pieces of cloth covering his body, leaning in the corner, looking at him in shock.
After Yu Wenlie hesitated for a while, he said: "Old senior, I will take you out." The old man only had a angular and miserable face. He twitched for a while, and a strange light suddenly shone in his eyes, but he turned gloomy for a moment, and said hoarsely: "My child, I wish you a good wind, and I won't go out. I am very kind to you!"
"Old senior, time is running out..."
"I said that I went to jail voluntarily. Let's go!"
"this……"
The panicked voice of the masked woman came from outside the cell door: "Yu Wenlie, you may be close to death at any time, hurry up!"
Yu Wenlie stamped his feet and was about to turn around and leave the prison...
The old man suddenly trembled and said: "Young hero, I have something to ask of you. If you can do it, I will be grateful to you all!"
"I don't deserve the title of Young Hero. Senior, do you have anything to say?"
Suddenly, a voice came from the door next to the cell asking, "Who is it?"
The black shadow flashed, followed by a groan and the sound of a body falling to the ground. It was obvious that the jailer had died at the hands of the masked woman.
Yu Wenlie couldn't help but become nervous, and said anxiously: "Old senior, how about we talk after we go out?"
"No, if you think the time doesn't allow for it, young hero, please do so!"
"Speaking!"
"I, Shen Zhiyue, was originally the city lord's guard commander..."
"Oh!" Zi Wenlie was greatly surprised. This old man turned out to be the captain of the guards of the Lord of the Dead City.
"Just because I accidentally learned a certain secret of the city lord, I should be executed. However, my son is a beloved disciple of the city gate. For this reason, I voluntarily gave up my skills and was imprisoned forever, while the bad son threatened to die on a certain task. , for five years, life has been worse than death, but the bad guy has no idea at all."
"Who is your master?"
"His name is Shen Xubai"
Yuwen Lie was shocked, and his handsome face suddenly changed color.
