In the prison where the sun and moon are not visible day and night, Qin Shi was addicted to the lingering darkness, and the light streaming light flew around the black robe like graceful colorful butterflies.
Three days, in one position, sitting cross-legged with your feet, spreading your palms, asking the sky with your five fingers, and resonating with the essence of the spirit in the world.
After some operation, the uneasy spiritual power in his body caused by the breakthrough was gradually suppressed and began to quietly and peacefully collect it into the spirit crystal and trapped by the talisman lock.
Thumb!
Outside the Heavenly Prison, a series of rapid footsteps were transmitted from outside the Heavenly Prison like a galloping wild horse, and the sky was in full swing.
A pair of black and shiny pupils stared open, and a deep faint light flashed in Qin Shi's eyes. Then he turned his eyes to the black iron railing and looked in the direction where the sound came: "Absolutely, is it time?"
Immediately afterwards, dozens of jailmen were wrapped in bright armor and stood side by side outside the cell with imperial guns. The leader was indeed not Qingyun, but a newly promoted mid-stage general of the Spirit-Breaking Realm, wearing blue armor, named: Peng Song.
Huh?
The seductive peach blossom eyes were thrown at Peng Song, and Liu Tingting was surprised to feel a little disappointed. She opened and closed her lips and teeth in confusion: "How could it be him? Didn't it mean that if you send a desolate jungle, you must have a general with a green armor or above?"
But she didn't know that Qin Shi had found Qingyun alone after he finished his conversation with her and Han Zai three days ago and sent him away under the name of Gongsun Yan.
I have to say that Gongsun Yan's oral orders were indeed powerful. Qingyun just hesitated for a moment and agreed to Qin Shi's request.
"Start the name, the person who was called up stood up!" Peng Song stomped his feet, pinching a piece of kraft paper in his hand, which were densely recorded dozens of names: "Zhao Leilong, Haoyu, Zhou Tong, Wang Zhaobin..."
The names of selected prisoners were pronounced by Peng Song, and there were many familiar figures, such as the old man who told him about Liu Tingting and Wang Pang who exchanged cages.
Liu Feng also has a few people under him.
Every time Peng Song recited, Han Zai's thin body could not help but tremble next to Qin Shi. If Qin Shi hadn't been by his side, he would have knelt down with weak legs.
Every prisoner named seemed to be dead, with a pale face without a trace of blood. He could feel a kind of resentment on their bodies.
"Han Zai."
Bang! Finally, what should come will always come. Peng Song's sound like a death sentence hit Han Zai's heart.
When Han Zai was called, his white teeth bit, and his thin body kept trembling.
"It's okay, I'm there."
Seeing Han Zai trembling slightly beside him, Qin Shi couldn't help laughing and crying. This kid's courage is really not ordinary.
But thinking about it, it’s not his fault. In this prison, no one in the prison would be afraid that except for him and Liu Feng, who have long put life and death aside from people who have long put their lives and deaths on the barren jungle.
Just imagine, even Liu Feng was a little afraid of the barren jungle, let alone this inexperienced Han Zai.
Han Zai sensed the warmth and softness from her shoulders, and her trembling body relaxed a little, but her eyes that looked at Qin Shi changed a little: "Brother..."
"Wait until I come back, and I will accompany you home and pay a good tribute to your parents in Jiuquan. They will probably miss you very much."
"Yeah!" Han Zai agreed.
Without talking to Han Zaiduo, Qin Shi patted his shoulder, then stepped forward freely, and inadvertently revealed an admirable kingly aura on his body.
Walking to Liu Tingting, Qin Shi wrapped in a black robe with some wrinkles and smiled and said, "You said you will help me."
"Are you really not afraid of death?"
If I had known this would have happened, Liu Tingting said softly.
"I'm afraid of death, of course I'm afraid of death."
"Then why do you still have to do it for him? Do you know what the barren jungle means?" Qin Shi's answer made Liu Tingting ask in surprise.
"I don't know the desolate jungle, but I know one thing. If I don't necessarily die for him, but if he goes, he will definitely die."
Speaking of this, Qin Shi raised the corners of his mouth, and there was an inexplicable suction in his deep eyes, as if he had sucked Liu Tingting's soul away. He smiled at her, "Why not let him die, why would you let me take a try?"
"Is it worth it for you?"
"Only whether it should be or not, there is no value. He is my younger brother. As long as he calls me Big Brother, everything will be worth it." Qin Shi smiled disconcerted: "Besides, I cherish my life and cannot bear to die."
Facing Qin Shi's black eyes, Liu Tingting's weaker body couldn't help but tremble, as if even the soul in her body was exhausted, which made her unable to help but fascinate.
"Han Zai!"
After a while, Peng Song shouted again with some impatientness.
This sound dragged Qin Shi and Liu Tingting back to reality. Standing behind Qin Shi's slender fingers poked out and pushed them on his slender waist. Thanks flashed through his eyes.
"What an enemy!"
The gentleness from her waist made Liu Tingting stunned, and she secretly scolded that what should come would always come. She had expected this to look like.
She bit her white teeth and silver teeth. She shook her head helplessly and kept leaving Qin Shi. She looked back and murmured at Peng Song: "Brother Peng Song! Why are you?"
The charming soft sound is so soul-devouring.
All the passionate and passionate men present were all trembling when they heard this, and several of them had some physical reactions.
Qin Shi's eyes scattered. If he hadn't bitten his tongue, even he would have been bewitched by this charming technique and cursed inwardly: "What a vixen!"
Buzzing!
The soft sound made Peng Song open his mouth.
Suddenly, he was a little dissipated, and then he dullly attacked Qin Shi and signaled him to join the team.
Then, Liu Tingting charmingly took the kraft paper from Peng Song's hand and called out the remaining few people who were not named, before showing off his charming look at Peng Song: "Brother Peng Song, be careful on the road!"
"Um……"
During the whole process, Peng Song was in a trance and took more than a dozen equally dull prisoners away from the Heavenly Prison. Qin Shi and fifty prisoners followed him.
Looking at the black robe gradually disappearing at the entrance of the Tianlaoxuan ladder, Liu Tingting's charming almond eyes gradually restrained, and a hint of gloom came over: "You want to come back..."
Plop!
The thin Han Zai knelt on the ground with weak feet, but she knelt on the ground not because of her weakness, but because of her scolding and reluctance to herself in her heart.
He clenched his fist and hit the cold ground until Yin Hong bleeded on the back of his palm before stopping: "Brother, you must not have anything to do...! You said you want to watch me grow up."
I will definitely become stronger, and I won't rely on you next time.
Han Zai's big eyes flashed with light, and fog surged. At this time, he didn't know that it was this change and this decision that changed his life's destiny.
He pointed to the end, followed the figure, stood at the peak of confronting the gods and demons, laughed at life and took charge of the world.
...
When I stepped into the prison, the outside was hazy and dim. The faint light in the east was not far beyond the hill, but it was just vaguely dyed the sky red.
In the early morning, the morning light spreads.
Qin Shi held the Soul-Closed Tourmaline with one hand, and the spiritual power in the middle stage of the Wang Ling Realm seemed to be silent under the deep sea thousands of feet, and it disappeared in his black robe.
Following Peng Song and his men, he looked back at the three-story pavilion next to the Chaotian Prison from time to time. You must not make any mistakes at this time.
Along the way, heading into the sparse forest on the west side.
As soon as I entered the dense forest, it was still bright, with lush green trees, leaves and dew, occasionally the fragrance of flowers overflowed, the sound of nature and birds singing, and the stream was rustling, accompanied by a little vermilion in the east, which was quite artistic.
"It's just from the outside that this desolate jungle is like a dangerous place on earth. It's really impossible to judge people if you eat someone from the bottom of the world." Qin Shi stretched out his tongue and sighed helplessly.
After a while of emotion, I couldn't help but tilt the corners of my mouth because of this ridiculous emotional fluctuation.
Walking forward for a while, there was the place where Qihao and Li Qi set up a condom for him. Their bodies were gone, not only being taken away by jackals, tigers and leopards, or being cleaned up by Gongsun Yan.
The latter should be more likely.
...
at the same time.
In the three-story pavilion next to the ruins of Tianlao.
"Hmm? That boy's breath is gone?" Gongsun Yan, who closed his eyes and rested, frowned and suddenly opened his eyes.
Bang!
With a loud bang, the door frame of the room where Gongsun Yan was located was shaken by spiritual power, and a phantom swayed and sat in the room: "Yan, what's going on?"
Staring at the figure, Gongsun Yan's eyes were deep, and the figure stood with his hands behind his back. Wasn't it the old man who was the flower-haired at night?
call out!
Gongsun Yan did not respond, but stood with one hand on the table. The light of his hand raised in his palm, and the phantom shook, disappeared into the room, leaving only the curtain hanging from the window behind and swung.
The sword eyebrows tilted downwards, and the old man disappeared in place.
The two of them rushed into the Heavenly Prison like a phantom, swept across the Heavenly Prison, and each cell was overturned by the angry spiritual power, and several black iron railings exploded inadvertently.
But in the end, it was just solemn and disappointed.
Staying on the ruins, the old man with flower hair tightened his wrinkles like scars and growled: "Let that boy run away?"
"Impossible, all the hundreds of miles of the Heavenly Prison are in your control. How could he disappear for no reason? Unless it is..." Gongsun Yan gritted his teeth with a red face, but halfway through his words, his eyes changed, and he suddenly turned around in surprise and looked at the old man with Huahai.
“Does it…?”
"Is it a barren jungle?"
A thought arose in the hearts of the two, Gongsun Yan's face changed suddenly, and then their figures disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a bitter hurricane that swept up ten meters high dust.
...
Following the large army, Qin Shi and others had already penetrated into the periphery of the barren jungle, and there was a spiritual barrier full of ripples on this periphery.
The air waves coming from this barrier are intoxicating.
"Go in. If you can find the spirit-gathering flowers, you will be granted a pardon order and will be given more attention from the empire." Outside the barrier, Peng Song held a long spear and sang softly at the prisoners.
But this seemingly tempting condition was not moved by half of the prisoner.
They looked at the ripples barrier full of air waves, and their panic reached its peak. They shivered uneasyly, and several people even couldn't stand it and fell to the ground.
Bang!
But when everyone was desperate, among the rolling woods behind, the towering ancient pines of green and green exploded, causing a loud bang.
The loud noise interrupted everyone's thoughts and was stunned.
Qin Shi, who was hiding in the crowd, frowned slightly, his black eyes moved slightly back, and murmured: "It seems that he was noticed?"
Whoosh!
Thinking of this, he unconsciously released the soul-finding tourmaline, and turned into a black shadow and ran into a heat wave that ran towards the barren jungle, disappearing into the barrier like a cold wind breaking through the waves.
Boom!
Immediately afterwards, two figures fell from the sky, and their faces were solemn on both figures. Isn’t it Gongsun Yan and the white-haired old man?