The stench fills the sky, and the walls are deserted.

A faint ray of moonlight leaked through the tiny window pane.

The scholar sat up from the haystack in a daze, shook his head, as if to get rid of a nightmare. He reached out and touched the back of his head, and found a huge lump that was swollen, and it hurt when he touched it.

Looking around, I saw that the iron fan that I never left was no longer around me.

"Stop working so hard, save some energy." A calm voice came from the corner.

Looking up, there were two fine iron fences separating the voice from him. In the darkness, the scholar could only vaguely make out an outline. Wang Hong was still dressed like a businessman from the Western Regions, with a gloomy face, sitting cross-legged in the darkness.

Just the sword I carry with me

At this moment, there was no trace. He was standing still, which made the scholar wonder whether every swordsman who came out of the Chu family was a little cold-blooded, more or less infected with Chu Tao's indifference. Outside the fence, there were twists and turns.

I don't know where the corridor extends.

"Where is this and who did it?" The scholar chose a more comfortable sitting position and asked.

Wang Hong smiled sarcastically: "The scholar knows everything, but he doesn't know that Yan Hong from Ningxiang Pavilion is from Tianyue Sect?"

Tianyue Gate is Tang Yao's territory in Fenghuo Ridge. The scholar looked up at the smooth stone walls and guessed that he must be in the stone prison of Tianyue Gate. Once trapped here, the heaven and earth would be in a state of shock.

The earth is not working well, I really don’t know what year or month I was able to escape. I have vaguely heard that in the Stone Prison, many people died due to persecution, and there are many heroes who accidentally entered Fenghuo Ridge.

"I know," the scholar said, "but she has already left the Tianyue Sect - this is what she said herself."

"What are the words of women, or the words of prostitutes? How many of them are trustworthy?" Wang Hong looked up at the scholar with the expression of an elder looking at a junior - it is easiest for a young man who is not experienced in the world to mislead a woman, maybe the subtext

That's it.

"I believe it." The scholar said seriously, "She is definitely not an ordinary woman."

Wang Hong smiled even more strangely: "It is extraordinary to be able to unite with Chu Tiankuo to trap us here. We are all locked up in the dungeon of Tianyuemen, why don't you give up?"

"Impossible!" The scholar's face already had a sullen look on his face.

Like a dull echo, a deep and hoarse voice penetrated from outside the window grille: "Impossible."

who?

Wang Hong raised his head alertly. But the scholar had already jumped up. Unfortunately, the window grille was too high. When he stood up straight, he could still see a black wall as high as one person when he raised his head. The damp stone wall was extremely smooth and could not be climbed in any case.

"Are you flexible with your hands and feet?" a deep voice asked.

It was Xie Junhe, and there was no mistaking it. Wang Hong would not admit his mistake. This voice made people grit their teeth for a while.

"Nonsense! When will your wicked mouth be able to speak human words?" the scholar responded.

"I'll come as soon as I go." The outside suddenly fell silent, and no footsteps or voices could be heard.

"This kid -" Wang Hong shook his head and smiled. He thought it was the same. How many of Tang Yao's people could outplay Xie Junhe? I just didn't know what this ruffian was planning. Suddenly he understood why Chu Tao valued him so much.

The best thing about this grumpy guy is that no matter what the danger is, he will stand in front of you without even saying hello.

"What do you mean?" the scholar asked Wang Hong.

"Waiting." Wang Hong was still sitting in the corner. Whatever Xie Junhe said, there was nothing he couldn't do.
Chapter completed!