When Feng Xiangyun opened his eyes again, his surroundings were gloomy, and he slowly got up from the stone bed, quietly waiting for his body to rejuvenate.

It was a prison, the bars of the doors were made of fine iron, the swords were injure, and there was nothing else around it, only dust and straw everywhere.

He sat cross-legged on the bed and recalled the encounter, hoping to find clues from it, and the memory frantically retraced back in his mind.

Yesterday, when he returned to the south gate of Yunjiang City, he was surrounded by guards, and Uncle Yu, who had always been kind to him, was expressionless, and arrested him on death row without saying anything about it, what happened in Yunjiang City?

Why has no one cared about him until now?

Suddenly, he saw a faint light, a glimmer of light coming in from outside the prison. A moment later, footsteps were heard.

"Little Green, why are you here?"

Feng Xiangyun saw that the person who came was his maid Lin Lu'er, he let out a pleasant sound, and suddenly felt a burst of heat emanating from his chest, to the back of his head and the top of his head, haunted by the crispy numbness feeling. Even if he is as indifferent as him, he knows that this feeling is called moving.

This is the proof that he is still alive, so he has been fighting, fighting against the strange technique that consumes emotions.

He will never become a clay statue who only cares about cultivation!

"Childe, I brought fish cakes from the lake wind and night rain, which were just made. Lin Lu'er handed the food box in.

"Little Lu'er, do you know what's going on outside?" Feng Xiangyun took the food box, put it aside, and asked the question he was most concerned about.

Lin Lu'er handed the kettle again, "Son, there are rumors in the house now that you killed your brother to seize power, and you have to collude with Zhengyi to plan to kill your father and rebel, they are talking nonsense!"

Feng Xiangyun was not annoyed, asked about the details of the matter, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I didn't do this, General Yu is experienced, and he will definitely find out the strangeness of the matter and return my innocence." Besides, the eldest brother is dead, I am the only heir of the Yun family, and my father will not kill me. ”

"You go back to rest, pack your clothes, and get a good night's sleep. After I go out, Yunjiang City will definitely not be able to stay, it just so happens that Yunze will be unsealed tomorrow, and then you will go to Yunhai Sect with Gongzi and I!" Feng Xiangyun carefully admonished.

"Okay!" Lin Lu'er's little face was slightly red, her eyes were shining, she seemed to remember something, and hurriedly took out a token from her arms, "I met Su Guanshi, he helped me come in, and asked me to bring this to you, he said to take this token with him in the future, don't lose it." ”

A ginger stele-shaped token was given by an unknown Taoist in the clouds.

Watching Lin Lu'er's back leave, Feng Xiangyun rubbed the token, his face changed suddenly, he had just told a lie.

As soon as Lin Lu'er told the details of his eldest brother's killing, Feng Xiangyun knew that this case could not be solved, no, or that this case had been solved, he Feng Xiangyun was the clear murderer, and the evidence was ironclad.

And Feng Xinglie, his father, will definitely cut him with his own hands!

Ding Zhaocai is forty-five years old this year, and he also had a dream of rivers and lakes when he was young, and later his family made him go to prison with silver.

"What kind of hero?" his father slapped the young Ding Zhaocai hard and scolded: "Look at this old mansion is so broken, when can it be replaced? Let me tell you, no money, no power, the hero is a bullshit!"

"You will work in prison in the future, you have to enlarge your courage a little, as the saying goes, starve the faint to death, support the bold, if there are any noble officials who are on death row, don't let them go, the oil and water squeezed from them are enough for ordinary people for ten years!"

"Daddy, I'm afraid, if they come out, they won't kill me. He said.

"What are you afraid of, that place in the prison is the most likely to get sick, why don't you just find some means to make them unable to get out?"

He shuddered in a daze, and a teenager was patting him on the cheek.

"Wake up, dozing off while patrolling is considered dereliction of duty and punishable. The boy said.

When he was stunned, Ding Zhaocai didn't see or hear anything clearly, and the ghost made a god shout: "Hero spare his life." ”

Then his consciousness turned to darkness and he fainted.

Feng Xiangyun withdrew the knife in his hand and said with a smile: "It's a little interesting, you still want to harm me in your dreams, but unfortunately, I'm not a martial artist, I'm an immortal cultivator." ”

The four phases are easier to adjust the position of the bones and change the body shape, as long as he can cross the shackles of the law in his heart and walk on the ground in death row.

He went to the palace to wash his hands, ate the fish cakes in an orderly manner, put the food box into the package that was used as evidence, and went straight to the palace. He had a hunch that tonight, there must be something he wanted to know about the truth.

The Royal Study.

The table case was replayed, Feng Xinglie put on a windbreaker, paused, put the knife on again, and walked out, Lu Jiandao was wearing armor and waiting at the door.

"Let's go, let's go and interrogate that little brute, and see what his heart and liver are made of!"

The wind was fierce all day, and he was angry, and Lu Jiandao followed behind without saying a word.

Feng Xinglie took a few steps and suddenly stopped, and years of battlefield battles had given him extremely sensitive alertness.

The palace was so quiet that there was even a hint of blood in the air.

"Frugal, wait for me, I'll go back and get an official document, I'm really angry. Feng Xinglie turned back quietly.

Lu Jiandao smiled, he slowly pulled out the long knife, and said, "I'm afraid what the prince wants to take is not the official document, but the blood shark sword!"

"Jiandao, what do you mean by this?" Feng Xinglie said puzzled.

Lu Jiandao's face was buried in the shadow of the armor, and in the night, no one could see his face clearly, so he could only hear him sneer: "I don't mean anything else, just look at the prince's thoughts, and be a subordinate naturally with dedication, I will send the prince to the underground to reunite with the young master Ziyan!"

"By the way, my two aunts have already sent you away in advance, I'm afraid that you will have no one to serve, I sent all the servants of the palace over, it's not hard or hard, and I've already sent someone to give your youngest son a ride, and I guess I can go down with you." ”

"Don't read it, don't read it!"

In the end, Lu Jiandao was already in a crazy state and laughed out loud.

"Hou Man turned out to be your man. He has been with me for more than 20 years, and he was by my side when I was not a prince, so he betrayed me?" Feng Xinglie was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "I still can't figure it out, you and I are siblings, and you have a lifelong friendship, you blocked cold arrows for me and saved my life back then." ”

"I didn't treat you badly, I handed over the defense of the whole city to you, why did you betray?"

"It's not the same time it used to be. Lu Jiandao said in a low voice: "What I want, you don't want to give it, I have to ask others for it, but others want your life in exchange, do you remember that I once asked you for the last two styles of the White Tiger Seven Killings?"