Speaking of the pain of hunger, from the snowy mountains to the Gobi, there are probably few people in this world who are more impressed than He Qizhou. The meat that was lost from the body at that time has not been fully grown back until now! The food is obviously non-toxic, He Qizhou
Changed my mind at the last minute and ate one bowl of porridge faster than the others! Seven empty bowls quickly turned into eight.
"When did the Metropolitan Procuratorate lock up beggars?" The prisoner who didn't ask for food complained angrily.
"Yesterday he was the Marquis of Jiangling and an Academician of the Privy Council!" shouted the guard who came to collect the bowls and chopsticks. There was not much sarcasm in his tone, but a hint of admiration. The prisoner who had finished his first meal in prison still had a headache.
See you once.
"It's the same in the morning and evening." The people closest to He Qizhou didn't look much surprised. They tightened their dirty robes, closed their eyes and leaned against the wall.
Throughout the afternoon, He Qizhou leaned against the wall and crossed his legs to adjust his breathing. Since the guards knew who he was, he was not afraid of others knowing that he knew martial arts.
After practicing his skills in concentration, his ears became sharper. Except for the two furthest two who could not hear clearly among the seven people in the prison, the other five were breathing heavily. Obviously, they did not look like people who were skilled in martial arts.
Dinner was still the same wooden bucket, and even the food was the same. He Qizhou suspected that the bucket of porridge was the leftovers from lunch. He stopped trying to be brave. He really had no appetite to try it again, and it was finally "cheap".
people.
After a long night of sleep, He Qizhou didn't dare to sleep. He continued to sit. When he was tired from exercising, he leaned against the wall for a while. He had carefully observed the situation in the cell. There were two wrists sticking out of the small window two feet high on the north wall.
Thick wooden bars were a viable option if you really wanted to escape. Of course, the iron bars on the cell door were only as thick as your thumb, so they couldn't stop you.
Every prisoner had a quilt, and at night, everyone was wrapped tightly in the quilt. He Qizhou was not afraid of the cold, so he did not move the quilt that made him vomit at the first glance.
At midnight, He Qizhou, who was adjusting his breath, finally heard the footsteps of the seventh person, the one farthest away from him. It wasn't because he couldn't hear the other person's breathing clearly that he deliberately wanted to pay attention. It was because he was bored and a little distracted.
Just out of curiosity. The inmates passing by using the restroom passed by me one by one. Some of them went two or three times, and I also had to urinate once. But the person farthest away had not gone to the bathroom since I came in in the morning.
Use the toilet once.
The route the man took to the toilet was also a bit strange. When others passed by, they would politely stay at least three feet away from him. But judging from the direction the man was traveling, when he passed by, he might only be two feet away at most. The sound of breathing was even
It is heavier than the others, and so are the steps.
Two hours ago, at nightfall, I had glanced at the other person when he was wrapped in a quilt while getting food. At that time, he didn't care about the other person's appearance. But now, every time that person takes a step, he seems to be getting more nervous.
Outside the cell, two guards and two guards in uniform were lying on the table. It was unclear whether they were closing their eyes and concentrating or actually falling asleep. There was an oil lamp on the table that no one had cut off the wick for a long time, making the light in the cell even dimmer.
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He Qizhou didn't want to open his eyes, not because he didn't want to see the person approaching step by step, but because he didn't want the other person to know that he was alert. He couldn't help it when he was breathing heavily, but it was a bit fake when his footsteps were heavy. Although the coordination was perfect,
But here are all officials, and many people have fallen asleep. It seems too uncultured to step on them so hard. Of course, another possibility is to paralyze others.
He Qizhou tried hard to make his Qi flow smoothly and orderly, just like when he adjusted his breath before. In the past two days, after taking two Shenling Pills sent by Huang Quan, he could barely reach 60% of his power. The opponent only needed to
Once the Qi is activated, your reaction cannot be slower, so even if someone is only two feet away from you and takes action, there is nothing to panic about.
Inside and outside the cell, there seemed to be only two people paying attention to the heavy footsteps. One was He Qizhou, and the other was of course the walking person. One foot, eight feet, six feet, four feet... Each step was exactly two feet, and they were almost close.
Two feet in front of you is the closest place and the most suitable place to take action.
Two feet! Without making a move, he raised his foot again! No, the opponent's Qi suddenly moved! There was a weapon! The man turned around and slashed at his head and neck, fast and hard!
He Qizhou still didn't open his eyes. At the moment when the opponent's true energy flowed, he lowered his head and dwarfed his body. The sharp weapon that was slashed passed He Qizhou's head and chopped out a string of sparks on the thick stone wall behind him!
The assassin had obviously anticipated this change, and then kicked He Qizhou, who was huddled at the foot of the wall! The sharp energy had a suffocating feeling.
Unfortunately, He Qizhou's strength had already exceeded the assassin's expectations. Even though he was injured, he had already judged his opponent's back moves and strength from the moment he struck out with the knife. He rolled towards the toilet, just in time to avoid it.
He gave the opponent a kick that he thought was inevitable!
"Bang!" Zhenqi hit the wall, and the sound this time was louder than the sound of the dagger just scratched. The two Jinyi guards woke up first. Seeing the situation in the prison, they shouted: "There is an assassin!"
The assassin missed two hits and muttered: "How is that possible?" Without stopping, he stabbed He Qizhou, who was already half-crouching, with his sword.
He Qizhou didn't hide this time, and he didn't want to hide anymore. The opponent was at the peak of the Eight Meridians. In close contact, he was very familiar with both his skills and body shape! He looked so much like a person that he couldn't even imagine, and the night before yesterday
The assassin Wu Bo who has always seemed familiar to him, the only difference between him and the man in front of him is his face!
What He Qizhou is most familiar with is close combat. He raises his arm to deflect the opponent's right hand holding the knife, and hits the assassin's chest with his right fist. The assassin missed two hits, and the subject has been exchanged. The seemingly passive He Qizhou took advantage of the opponent because he consumed more.
He has the upper hand, and the assassin who missed two hits has started to panic a little. Groups of Jin Yiwei are coming!
Of course, the assassin is by no means an ordinary person. The second sword shot was actually a feint, but the real killer was the full palm of his left hand! Although the two had different ideas, one wanted to catch the real murderer, and the other wanted to kill him with one blow, but the move
But they are extremely consistent! They suddenly faced each other at the toilet with one punch and one palm! There is no more tricks, no tricks!
He Qizhou took three steps back and hit the stone wall with his back. The assassin flew backwards towards the iron fence about ten feet away, breaking several iron branches! Two guards in uniform were facing the assassin's back, drawing their swords and stabbing him. Unexpectedly, he was struck by the assassin.
Two straight knives flew away with one palm. The two Jin Yiwei were both masters of the Four Meridians. They were so frightened that they did not dare to take action again!
He Qizhou swallowed the blood that surged up in one gulp. He also knew in his heart that with 60% of his internal strength, he was still slightly inferior to his opponent, and the distance he retreated was shorter, so the injury was slightly more serious, but the opponent would not have a hard time, let alone a breath.
He killed himself, so not only did he not avoid him, but after taking a deep breath, he went towards the assassin.
After the two of them made three moves, the other six people in the prison all huddled up in the farthest corner on the west side. The man who was begging for food from He Qizhou was even blown away by his true energy. Fortunately, he was pulled over by others after he fell to the ground.
, only to save his life. This is also thanks to He Qizhou dodging towards the end of the toilet when avoiding the assassin's kick, otherwise he would most likely be shocked to death on the spot.
After the assassin slapped away the two imperial guards, he did not get out through the gap in the iron gate. Obviously, the sound of running footsteps in groups would not allow him to escape from the main entrance, so he rushed towards He Qizhou again.
"Since you want to live so much, surrender!" He Qizhou suddenly said something strange as he stepped forward to meet him.
The assassin did not continue. When he was almost three feet away, the short knife in his hand suddenly left his hand and flew straight to the door in front of He Qizhou like a hidden weapon. However, he turned around and turned to the east wall, then tapped the wall and flew straight towards the high place on the north wall.
Small window.
Since He Qizhou had recognized the identity of the other party, how could he let him escape? After spotting the flying knife, he hit the handle of the knife with his palm. The flying knife going east blocked the assassin's path.
The assassin was really good. He accurately kicked the handle of the whirling dagger in mid-air, and the dagger whirled towards He Qizhou again! The assassin grabbed the window sill with one hand and hit the first wooden fence with the other hand. The wooden fence was thick at the wrist.
The fence broke like a rotten tree. The second palm hit the remaining one again! As long as you get out from here, climb over the high wall, and disappear among the many tall buildings in the imperial city after a few leaps.
Of course, He Qizhou would not let him succeed. He was not in a hurry to take action after slapping the dagger away. He waited for the assassin's second palm to strike before he jumped up and punched the assassin's lower body. He Qizhou only wanted to trap the opponent and did not want to fight for his life.
.Although this opponent's strength is not as strong as Shuitang's second brother Sikong Lang, he is indeed outstanding among Daqi's eight-meridian masters.
The assassin who only wanted to escape seemed to have noticed this, knowing that he could no longer fight, so he did not return his palm to defend. After using his skills to break the second wooden fence cruelly, he curled up his legs and used a pair of calves close together.
With such great skill, I want to block this punch alive!
All the energy from the six meridians converged on the surface of He Qizhou's right fist, and exploded the moment it came into contact with the assassin's leg bone! The assassin who wanted to rush out of the small window suddenly found that the energy from that punch broke through his leg
The defense above seemed to have cracked a leg bone. Instead of climbing out of the small window, his body hit the roof uncontrollably, broke several rafters, and fell down again.
Because we had to guard against the opponent's backhand, we had to choose the toilet not far away as the direction of the fall. My left leg became weak due to the strength, and I had to rely on my right hand that was stuck in the toilet to stabilize me!
He Qizhou did not take action again, but just stood guard. The iron door of the prison had been opened, and swarms of guards in royal robes swarmed in. The leader was Qianhu Li Yun.
"If you don't escape, you can at least seriously injure me." He Qizhou said coldly to the smelly assassin. The wooden boards of the toilet had been blown away in the first round of the assassin's attack.
The assassin sighed: "Then I will never have the chance to kill you with my own hands!"
"Do you know each other?" Li Qianhu was a little surprised.
"Well, I think you should be more familiar with each other. Uncle Wu was the one who poisoned me last night." He Qizhou said.