This is the practice of the Praetorian Guards in the past, and how to deal with it depends on how Mo Fan has a relationship with that person, and whether Mo Fan is willing to take the matter over.

But there is no doubt that this is no longer something that Ji Chongwen can call the shots with an adjutant.

"Are you sure?"

Mo Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked over curiously.

The three Praetorian Guard soldiers nodded in unison, very affirmatively.

Mo Fan was speechless, but he didn't embarrass these little soldiers, nodded silently, and then followed them out again.

In the imperial capital, especially in the imperial palace, Mo Fan really didn't remember what old people he could have, of course, those in the military department were exceptions.

But how could someone from the military department become a prisoner and still fall into the prison of the Praetorian Guard?

The north gate is not too far from where Mo Fan lives, but rushing all the way, Mo Fan and Ji Chongwen are fine, but the three Praetorian Guard soldiers are already tired and sweating, panting.

There is no way, there are a total of eight thousand masters in the Praetorian Guard, no more, no less, and all of them are cultivators above the eighth order immortals.

But in the entire palace, the Praetorian Guards are far more than these 8,000 masters, and there are nearly 100,000 Praetorian Guard soldiers.

Obviously, these three young people are small soldiers, although their military rank is not much lower than Ji Chongwen, but whether it is a position of strength or family background, they are far behind.

At this time, the three of them were still able to keep up with Ji Chongwen and Mo Fan, and in terms of their cultivation strength, they were actually quite good.

The group went straight to the prison of the North Gate Guard, and soon Mo Fan met the North Gate Captain Zhang Tingfeng.

"Lord Deputy Commander, please come inside!"

Zhang Tingfeng was dressed in the armor of the Praetorian Guard, and after bowing, he led the way in front with a solemn face.

In the dim and damp cell, Mo Fan finally met the so-called old man.

This man's hands and feet were all fixed to the steel pillars, and he was covered in blood, as if he had been tortured a lot, even on his face, and he could barely see what it was.

But after Mo Fan watched silently for a while, his heart suddenly tightened, and he finally recognized it.

"Your Excellency?"

Seeing that Mo Fan watched it for a long time, but frowned and was silent for a long time, Zhang Tingfeng suddenly couldn't help but whisper a reminder.

"Captain Zhang, I don't know what this person has done?"

Before Mo Fan could speak, Ji Chongwen took the first step to ask a question.

"Stealing into the palace, with bad intentions!"

Captain Zhang Tingfeng did not hesitate, and opened his mouth to tell this person's crime.

The corners of Ji Chongwen's mouth moved, and then he silently shook his head with Mo Fan.

Even if Ji Chongwen didn't remind him, Mo Fan knew that if he really stole into the palace, it would definitely be a capital crime, and there would be no chance of luck.

The palace is almost completely isolated from the outside world, especially outsiders, who want to enter the palace must go through layers of almost harsh inspections.

Stealing into the palace is an absolute taboo, unless the emperor opens his mouth, otherwise, no one can save it.

"You go out first, and stay alone for a while. ”

Mo Fan was silent for a moment before suddenly speaking.

Ji Chongwen was slightly stunned, but he quickly reacted, and then, he forcibly pulled Captain Zhang Tingfeng together, turned around and left.

Captain Zhang Tingfeng originally wanted to say something, but Ji Chongwen only mentioned something in his ear, he immediately kept silent, and then let himself be pulled out by Ji Chongwen.

Even the captain of the North Gate went out, and a few soldiers in the back were even more interested, so they resolutely followed and walked away.

"When you wake up, open your eyes, it's good to see each other as an old friend. ”

When he couldn't feel that there was a third person around, Mo Fan sighed, and then suddenly spoke.

Sure enough, as soon as Mo Fan finished speaking, the person on the pillar opened his eyes with great difficulty, and then stared at Mo Fan.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I don't remember you.

Also, don't bother with it, I really don't have anything to say, but I just want to die. ”

Mo Fan frowned slightly, this person was not only covered with injuries, but even his voice was very hoarse, and it was clear that the internal injuries were not light.

And, but to die? What does that mean?

"Shanhe, I'm Mo Fan! Although my appearance has changed a lot compared to a few years ago, I shouldn't be completely unrecognizable, right?"

That's right, this prisoner is none other than Shanhe, the master of the World Martial Arts Hall who doesn't know Mo Fan in the slums.

Although he didn't know why the young hall master of the World Martial Arts Hall had fallen to this point, people couldn't recognize him, but Mo Fan was not surprised.

Although it has been less than three years since he left the slums, since he got the Heart of Light and the Holy Pattern of Light has regained a little strength, his appearance has indeed changed a little, and it is normal for those old people who were in the slums in the past not to recognize him.

"Mo Fan, it's really you! ”

After looking carefully for a while, Shanhe's eyes suddenly lit up, and he finally determined Mo Fan's identity.

The reason why he pretended to be dizzy just now was that he was too lazy to talk nonsense.

He didn't believe it at all, and thought it was just another boring tactic of the Praetorian Guards to ask for a confession.

But when he found out that it seemed to be really Mo Fan, the orphan who was begging for a living with his sister in the slums, Shanhe couldn't help but be excited.

Mo Fan's brows furrowed again.

It seems that this mountain and river is indeed injured, and even if he says a few more words, he is a little emotionally excited.

He had no choice but to step forward, and hurriedly infused some immortal power into Shanhe's body, and Shanhe gradually eased up.

Although the immortal power does not have the effect of healing, the immortal power can accelerate the recovery speed of the injury.

"Ever since you were picked up by the military a few years ago, I have known that we are no longer of the same world, and that your future is far from comparable to that of these little people in our slums.

But I never imagined that in less than three years, you would change so much.

What I didn't expect was that when we met again, it would be in this kind of place, and we almost didn't know each other just now. ”

Shanhe looked at Mo Fan again, and only exhaled after a while, and his tone was quite emotional.

Mo Fan also sighed.

The slum and the outside are indeed two worlds, but from the moment he accepted the super mission, the life in the slums of the imperial capital was destined to be just one of the scenery on his life path, and the original departure was only a matter of time, and the appearance of the military department was just an opportunity.

However, compared to the rest of the slums, the young pavilion master Shanhe is indeed barely his friend.

At the beginning, if he hadn't gone to the World Martial Arts Hall a few times from time to time, where would Mo Fan get the money to buy food and clothing for his sister Xiaoyu, which would still be useful?

Although all the money was obtained by his skills, it was a slum, the most chaotic slum in the imperial capital.

If it weren't for the fact that the World Martial Arts Hall was decent and didn't bother with their brothers and sisters, they really wanted to play black with him, although their brothers and sisters couldn't die, but that life would definitely be much more difficult.

(End of chapter)