There was a buzz of people outside the prison, and Ling Feng came hurriedly.
"It's really a ghost. It's snowy and the wooden building can actually have water."
He stood in the corridor outside the door and ordered several puppets: "You guys go put out the fire quickly. I'm here to guard you so that no one can escape in the chaos."
After the puppet left, Ling Feng walked back and forth in the empty corridor, wondering if the fire was strange. Could it be that the boy from the Liu family deliberately caused it?
He listened for a while through the door, and then opened the small door of the food box.
It was pitch dark inside, and there was no one around.
Ling Feng's heart trembled: "I really let this person named Liu run away!"
He hurriedly retrieved the key, pushed open the iron door, and stepped into the dark cell with a candle in his hand.
The candlelight dispersed the darkness, and Ling Feng walked indoors.
From here you can see to the end at a glance, there is only a wooden couch, some straw, a few torture instruments, and two or three dishes and bowls.
As he walked towards the wooden couch, the candlelight gradually illuminated the figure lying on the couch.
"So it's here." Ling Feng exhaled, and his anxious heart finally fell back into his stomach.
Also, I was tortured by the Lord for a whole night just yesterday. No one in this world can experience the feeling of life being worse than death and still be sane.
After tonight, the Lord will come back to take care of her sooner or later.
Ling Feng turned around and walked out.
Almost in a flash of lightning, the dark shadow dormant on the beam jumped down lightly, standing behind him like a ghost.
Ling Feng felt a pain in the back of his neck, his vision went dark, and he didn't know anything at all.
Liu Ruyan maintained her attacking posture with her right hand. The moment Ling Feng fell to the ground, her left hand moved at the same time to pick him up and place him on the collapse.
All actions were done in one go, without any movement being made from beginning to end.
What was lying on the couch was just a dummy she had made out of straw. Liu Ruyan picked up the dummy and restored the scene to its original state.
The house with water leakage is not far away.
The protector of the Dark Palace, Ling Yun, was leading a group of subordinates to put out the fire outside the building. He saw the fire gradually getting smaller and a dark light suddenly flashed across the night sky.
The dark light was very strange. Upon closer inspection, it looked like a human figure.
Ling Yun was surprised, could someone take advantage of the chaos to attack?
"It's Liu Ruyan!" A shout came from behind, "Everyone, hurry up and chase him, don't let him get away!"
Ling Yun came to his senses. What he saw just now was not the coat Liu Ruyan was wearing.
Ling Yun did not dare to be careless and immediately ordered: "All of you will follow me."
After that, he hurried towards the depths of the bamboo forest.
Everyone launched a carpet-like search in the forest, vowing to dig three feet into the ground to find Liu Ruyan, otherwise they would come to see her.
Finally, one of Andian's subordinates was found by the pool.
When Ling Yun arrived, he lifted up his clothes and saw a dummy made of straw wrapped inside, with a long rope of strange material tied around its waist.
His brows twitched, and a picture flashed in his mind:
Liu Ruyan made a human figure out of straw and tied it to a bent bamboo shoot. Then, she let go and let the bamboo shoot carry the straw man into the air and shoot the flying knife.
Everyone in the Cang Ming Sect happened to raise their heads, and under a golden full moon, silhouettes of people were passing through the night sky.
"Damn it, I fell into a trap!" He cursed and immediately ran towards the prison.
Cang Ming Sect, Burning Heart Palace.
The attic window was half open, letting in the cool moonlight. Shen Yanchu sat cross-legged on the couch, his eyes closed, and his mind became increasingly restless.
In the darkness, a harsh laughter seemed to echo: "Just like you, I killed my biological father. We are the same kind of people."
Shen Yanchu frowned, and the woman in his memory appeared in front of his eyes. She frowned and smiled as if she was still alive.
She was wearing exotic clothes and sitting in front of the window. Her appearance was beautiful, and her movements showed nobility and elegance.
The woman lowered her head slightly, and outlined an elegant profile in the sunset.
Holding an ink pen in his plain hand, he was swiping on the tribute paper. His handwriting was beautiful but not lacking in momentum.
"God rewards those who work hard." She muttered softly and turned to look over. "The six arts of a gentleman are the learning skills that we Han people must master. You can't do any of them, and you can't do away with any of them. My son, you must remember that half of the Han people are flowing in you. No matter how painful and tiring you are, don’t give up easily.”
The woman put down her pen and stood up. Her expression was gentle, reminiscent of the last clouds in the sky. She walked slowly, revealing a pair of peacock embroidered shoes under her skirt.
The embroidered shoes were suddenly kicked off, and the surrounding scenes whirled around. The woman was hanging on a wooden beam, with a dazzling white silk hanging around her neck.
It's still the same room and the same window.
As the sun sets, the full moon rises in the east. The hour and hour watch, and the sun and moon change.
It's just that the queen mother is no longer here...
Shen Yanchu was sweating profusely and opened his eyes suddenly.
My uncle's voice appeared in my mind: "Cang Ming Burning Heart Technique cultivates the path of ruthlessness. You will fall into obsession and be unable to extricate yourself. You will not be able to break through the realm."
"So what if my obsession is too deep, what can I do?" Shen Yanchu said coldly, ignoring the gradually disordered inner breath, and forced his Qi to circulate...
The cool breeze blows and the silk yarn blows gently.
Outside the attic window, the full moon hung in the night sky.
Shen Yanchu sat cross-legged, his whole body surrounded by true energy, and he was running the mental formulas. He didn't pay attention to the black shadow falling behind him for a while.
Suddenly, there was a stinging pain in his neck, and a silver thread as thin as a hair wrapped around his neck without knowing when, and it became tighter and tighter.
When his movement was interrupted, he immediately opened his eyes and took action in an instant. A wave of air popped up between his fingers. When the opponent let go, he grabbed the silk thread that was strangling his throat and exerted force between his fingers.
Liu Ruyan, who was hiding in the dark, let go at the right time, a cold light flashed through, and the next moment, the silver thread had wrapped back around her wrist.
Shen Yanchu turned around and put on the black gold mask, then turned his face and stared at the attacker.
"It's you again." Shen Yanchu said.
Liu Ruyan nodded: "Yes, it's the young master."
The moment the two people's eyes met, Ye Xun secretly walked away from the battlefield: "I said host, this is the interest you want to ask for? Don't end up with the interest here!"
Liu Ruyan didn't take it seriously: "According to my information, the devil goes into seclusion every full moon, and no one is allowed to go in and disturb him. I once sneaked in in my previous life, and found that his skills were greatly reduced, and even his vigilance was not as good as before. .”
"But until now, no one has discovered it." Ye Xun muttered softly.
"So what if he finds out, his inner breath is disordered, which is already a sign of being possessed by a demon." Liu Ruyan said patiently, "If the practice is forcibly interrupted, the Qi and blood will go retrograde at best, or go crazy and become possessed until death. In addition, Cang Ming The group of subordinates I sent have been lured away by me with straw men, and no one is protecting him. It is still unclear who will win."
After saying that, she glanced at Shen Yanchu with cold eyes.
Shen Yanchu clenched his fists, his joints turned white, but his face was calm and he glanced at the person coming: "Celestial Silkworm Silk?"
Liu Ruyan smiled and shook her head, revealing the silver thread between her wrists and waving it in front of him: "No, no, the sky silk is afraid of fire. I am a rare thing, sir. Have you heard of meteorites from the sky? This piece of silver thread It is tempered from the fine iron in the meteorite, it is rare in the world and extremely precious."
Shen Yanchu looked at her coldly, raised his palm, and revealed the silver ring on his little finger: "Well, I would like to thank Mr. Lang for the gift in advance."