Compared with the suffering suffered by the two, Li Ping's surprise could no longer arouse Li Bai's curiosity. Li relied on the chaotic internal breath to take time to adjust, and Li Bai broke the dantian and could not recover. At this time, his worries about Li Ping had been put down, and after losing his martial arts, the physical pain and frustration in his heart made him almost on the verge of collapse. He knew that as one of the parties in Songhe Tower, he had to persevere, and persevere, and bear the anger or anger of the Zheng family. Even this kind of anger cannot be borne by oneself with death. But this kind of commitment gives Li Ping a glimmer of hope that he can live, like a candle burning in a storm......

Gao Deli stood in the shadow of the door of the prison with his back to the high wall, and looked at the two people of the Zheng family with a humble demeanor as if they didn't see him, and walked out of the prison quickly.

In Xiangyang Prison, no one has ever been able to turn a blind eye to themselves. This convention has now been broken. And even in the coming days, there will be many more such people.

All night, counting the person just now, it was already three waves, the sixth. Gao Deli knew that these six people must have a record on their bodies, a record of interrogation or eavesdropping in the prison. Because, some of the people who were imprisoned tonight entered the "Twelve Branches", and these Zheng family members had just come out of the Twelve Branches.

The Twelve Branches, also known as the Twelve Earth Branches, are the twelve cells in the deepest part of the Xiangyang Prison, Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, and Hai. In the eyes of outsiders, the twelve are the most mysterious torture instruments, the jailers who have lost their humanity, the endless bones of the unknown, the twelve cells that only see people enter and never see anyone out. Only Gaudeli knew that twelve was not twelve rooms, but twelve were twenty-four rooms. Deep in all twelve cells, there are special copper pipes leading to a smaller room. In that smaller room, there was someone through the brass pipe, eavesdropping on the questions that could not be tortured.

Now, in that smaller room, all the people of the Zheng family have been replaced, guarding the other end of the brass pipe, listening and recording all the information in the twelve cells.

The scrawny Gao Deli was the head of the Xiangyang Prison, and at the age of nearly fifty, he had all white hair, and his voice hissed like a poisonous snake spitting out letters when he spoke with rotten teeth.

Goldoli's nickname is "Viper". Originally, it was just a nickname that was passed on privately at some point, but under Gao Deli's undisgusted attitude, this nickname became a name that silenced everyone in Xiangyang Prison.

"Tell everyone, cheer up, and add two more people to each patrol team." He looked up at the torches flickering in the wind on the side of the high wall, and explained to the people behind him in a low voice, "Uncle Yong, you personally lead the team over there of the twelve." ”

In the shadow where Gao Deli was, there was an even darker figure, and after listening to Gao Deli's explanation, he did not answer, but left silently.

In this Xiangyang City, where the Zheng family runs like an iron bucket, the "poisonous snake" Gao Deli is the person who was single-handedly promoted by the Zheng family. It's just that no one knows that before being called "Viper", Gao Deli's other identity was one of the thirty-two golden eagles of the Golden Feather Guard, which was originally subordinate to the queen. For so many years, the hand that held Jin Yuwei behind his back has been replaced by the original King of Linzi, and the current Emperor of Shengwen Shenwu, Li Longji. For Gao Deli, he belongs to Jin Yuwei, and as for the surname Wu or Li of the royal person who controls Jin Yuwei, it is not his concern.

Half a month ago, when he received the activation instruction, he knew that so many years of peaceful life were over.

Gao Deli watched the two people of the Zheng family go away, still maintaining a respectful demeanor, the demeanor that a big firm head should have. No matter how ridiculous this demeanor is, countless pairs of eyes in the open or dark places of the prison dare not show the slightest contempt. Gao Deli leaned against the darkness of the wall, walked around the prison, and looked all the way to the prison. This is where he has been building for years, the twelve who have withdrawn from themselves, and he still has some small means to know what happened to some of the twelve. For example, who exactly is in the twelve, and why are these people in twelve? He didn't care about the cause of death of the Zheng family's Qiangongzi, not to mention, his current focus was not on the twelve, but on a prisoner who was originally removed from the twelve. That's also the reason why I'm lurking in Xiangyang Prison.

Xiangyang Prison is the darkest place under the prosperity of Xiangyang. The 12 branches are all felon offenders, involving countless secrets, some of which are even inaccessible to Gao Deli, and countless secrets have been rotting for years along with the straw in the shadows of the prison. For the Zheng family, the cause of Zheng Qian's death is the most important, and the use of twelve branches in this situation will inevitably give Gao Deli some opportunities to peek into deeper secrets.

As one of the thirty-two golden eagles of the Golden Feather, Gao Deli smelled a hint of something unusual through the interrogation of the Zheng family. These interrogations have been separated from the investigation of the cause of Zheng Qian's death and introduced another direction. Thinking of this, Gao Deli added some of his own conjectures to the information that was originally going to be transmitted tonight.

This cell leader, who is ranked among the thirty-two golden eagles of the Golden Feather, is just a habit of many years, adding this conjecture that is not his hidden purpose to the intelligence. But I don't want to add any kind of waves to this already treacherous Xiangyang temple and rivers and lakes.

......

The early morning sun shines over the majestic city of Xiangyang by the Han River.

The corpse salvage boat on the Han River is struggling to salvage the corpses washed down from the town of Lujin; The information written by Gao Deli on the silk silk turned to the old man who digs dung, the little widow who gets up early to buy steamed buns, and the old mother who buys vegetables and cooks, and finally is passed into the inconspicuous courtyard in Xiangyang City; In the Zheng family house, Yao Deli and Elder Sun had just fallen to the ground.......

Many, many things are happening at the same time.

The fifth master Wang Li, just had breakfast,

"A fatal stab! What I'm showing you is the wound on this corpse!! I don't believe you don't have this in your backyard right now. In the mansion where the Wang family was located, Lu Youdao had a mixture of shock and excitement on his face, pointing to his subordinates carrying a corpse and leaving the way to the fifth master.

"Early in the morning, you barged in to show me the body?" Wang Li ignored Lu Youdao's fatal knife pointing at the corpse, his face was like frost and he glanced at Lu Youdao, put down the breakfast in his hand, stretched out his hand to the porter who was chasing after him with a gesture of retreating, turned his head and asked.

"Early in the morning, I thought it would be bad to let the corpse enter the door, anyway, I had to discuss with you and let someone carry this to you by the way." Lu Youdao looked at Wang Li's gloomy face and explained curtly, but there were more disgusting elements in this explanation.

"It's not good to let the corpse in your door, just let it in mine?" Wang Li was so angry that he glanced at the cold light sword on the shelf.

"yes." Lu Youdao followed Wang Li's gaze, and his face was full of excitement.

"......" Wang Li.

"The sword qi is condensed but not dispersed, and the meridians are shattered. It's the same, it's done by one person. Wang Li's eyes narrowed, and he motioned to his subordinates to move the corpse that had just been sent over and compared it with what Lu Youdao had brought, "It's so violent and murderous, there is one more master in the world." ”

Even in Xiangyang, which has been included in the Zheng family's sphere of influence, the Wang family and the Lu family still have different levels of efficient intelligence sources. Lu Jin's reaction was only slightly later than Zheng Xi, and the corpse washed down by Han Shui had already been mastered by Wang Li and Lu Youdao for the first time. And the wounds on the corpse were a sign of the escalation of the situation. Lu Youdao also knew Wang Li's methods, and knew that the Wang family must have obtained a corpse of the Zheng Jiahu group, so he simply carried the corpse directly to the Wang family to compare the wounds.

"How high do you think?" The excitement in Lu Youdao's eyes had receded, but the shock was already there, and it was rare to be formal in his tone.

"It's as tall as several floors." Wang Li's gaze went back and forth between the two corpses.

"How many floors are there?"

"Above you and me."

"Master, it doesn't appear out of thin air." Lu muttered again, "What I'm most concerned about now is how he came here." There are no such people in these families. ”

Poor literature and rich martial arts are not just a rhetoric. In this era, to create a master, it takes a lot of martial arts experience, mountains and seas of martial arts cheats, and even a little worse martial arts background cannot cultivate entry and exit masters. This is why many people who practice martial arts are hovering under the Eight Realms, which is why Wang Li was called the Fifth Master. In this era, everyone can come out with articles like Li Bai, but there will definitely not be a Twelve Realms master out of thin air, not to mention that the realm of this master has been assessed as a half-step grandmaster.

The half-step grandmaster is already a figure who can influence the power structure of the world. If this figure represents a certain force......

On this slightly autumn morning, the slaughter of the town that should have shocked all parties was originally attracted to the attention of all forces because it involved a master.

If the massacre is a kind of violent erasure, at this moment, in a sense, the town of Lujin has really faded out of the eyes of all forces. For the various forces where Xiangyang is located, there is only one former name and an unknown master left.

Only, the soup soup Han water, wrapped in bright red blood, is rolling eastward.....