Chapter Seventy-Three: Flying Shadow Quicksand
Mo Mo put away his hand, pondered for a long time, couldn't help but his eyes flashed, and he opened his legs and walked towards the depths of Wu Ya.
Along the way, Mo Mo stopped in front of a magnificent building.
This place is heavily guarded, and there are dozens of guards standing in front of the door, all of them are fully armed, majestic, holding the hilt of a sword, and their eyes are like eagles, waiting for the battle.
"Your Excellency!"
"Open the door!"
"Whoa."
The gate was made entirely of black iron, and it was very heavy, glowing with a cold, thick dark light.
Mo Mo stepped in.
The light suddenly dimmed, like the dim sun of the evening.
A cold, damp wind blew in his face, accompanied by a strong smell of blood, and the rotten smell of moldy food.
The atmosphere became oppressive and solemn.
"Ahh
"You kill me, kill me, I won't say it anyway!"
"You abuse lynching, you can't die well, Lao Tzu curses your whole family to die!"
Screams, whippings, shouting, begging for mercy.....
The list of names makes this space even more cold and terrifying.
This is the Wuya Prison, which is called a death prison by the people of the rivers and lakes.
Most of those who were arrested by the military government and put in prison were extremely vicious and committed all kinds of evil.
Such people often know a lot of secrets and have a lot of value.
Martial arts alone is enough to make Wu Ya's heart move.
This is also one of the reasons why Wu Ya made all the major sects frightened and unable to compete with them.
If two people fought, and one knew all the martial arts and martial arts of the other party, what would be the result?
There are shortcomings in mental methods, and there are also flaws in martial arts.
It's almost a battle that has even begun.
Wu Ya has been established for decades, and the secret martial arts skills accumulated are unknown.
This has also created a large number of martial arts talents, and the nine golden guards alone can overwhelm many sects!
Mo Mo's face was as usual, his eyes were calm and waveless, and he walked straight inside.
This purgatory-like prison, but he calmly and calmly came to a cell as if he had never heard of it.
Some of the prisoners in the cells along the way looked at Mo Mo with fierce eyes, but they looked at Mo Mo in fear.
The name of the Nine Golden Guards is like thunder, and for these prisoners, it is like a sharp blade hanging over their heads, and if they are disrespectful, they will die.
The jailer who followed Mo Mo took the initiative to take out the key and open the cell door.
Mo Mo raised his eyebrows and stepped in.
"Wu Ya Jin Wei is here, I don't know what happened here?"
The cell grew darker and darker, and light only came in through a palm-sized window, unable to dispel the watery darkness.
The voice came from the shadows, with a chill and mockery.
"Flying shadow quicksand, stealing unparalleled, body light skills, invincible rivers and lakes, ten years ago stole the Shaolin supreme heart and became famous, and in the next ten years, the rivers and lakes can be called the number one sect, all of them have been looted by you, last year you were in the ethereal palace, you wanted to steal the ethereal palace master face scarf, and was chased and killed by the master of the ethereal palace, so that he was seriously injured and captured by my martial arts."
"The group of crazy women in the Ethereal Palace, they are really vicious, sooner or later, Lao Tzu will take off Lin Yue's scarf." As he spoke, a figure slowly walked out of the darkness.
The jailer swallowed.
It was as if it had become one with the darkness.
He sat in front of him all the time, but he couldn't see at all, and when he walked, there was no sound, like a ghost.
Mo Mo listened, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
This person was completely fed, and he went to the Ethereal Palace when he had nothing to do, just to steal the face towel of the palace master of the Ethereal Palace.
The face towel is as important as life to the people of the Ethereal Palace.
I really don't know how to write dead words.
"You think you'll be able to get out?" Mo Mo joked, his eyes were cold, "If you do it, I will kill you!"
Quicksand is a middle-aged man, thin and small, but very handsome, with a bookish atmosphere, elegant appearance, no one can imagine, he is the famous Flying Shadow Quicksand, the first thief in the rivers and lakes.
Quicksand's hand was secretly paused, and he smiled stupidly: "Don't dare, don't dare!" β
He has been famous for a long time, and he is good at stealing and light skills, as well as the key techniques of organs, if it comes to combat power, I am afraid that ten of him are not Mo Mo's opponents.
Mo Mo snorted coldly, and then said to the jailer: "You go and wait outside." β
The jailer groaned and withdrew.
Mo Mo took out a bottle from his arms, "If you eat it, you can live, if you don't eat it, you will die!" β
Quicksand's eyes were shining, and his expression was a little more solemn.
"If you eat it, you can let me go?" He was very hesitant, what he did, even if he died ten times, it was hard to believe that Wu Ya would let him go.
Mo Mo didn't speak, just looked at him coldly.
Quicksand's body trembled, and he didn't dare to ask again, so he quickly took it, poured out a pill, and didn't dare to think about it, so he raised his head and swallowed it.
He was afraid that if he delayed for a long time, the other party might kill him at any time.
When Mo Mo saw it, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.
And at this moment, Quicksand only felt a colic in his abdomen, and screamed at the moment, falling to the ground and constantly struggling and spasming, he gritted his teeth and gasped heavily: "What did you give me?" β
"Ice Spirit Talisman!"
When the quicksand smelled it, his face suddenly changed greatly.
"If you want to control me, even if I die, I won't be your Wu Ya's lackey!"
The quicksand gulped in a big breath, and the cramping spread from the abdomen.
"Then go die."
Mo Mo sneered, turned around and was about to leave.
One, two, three, to the door......
"Slow, don't go!"
The corners of Mo Mo's mouth curved, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.
In order to survive, before he was tortured, he took the initiative to confide in what he had done over the years.
Such people who are greedy for life and afraid of death will never give up any chance to live.
"Give me the antidote, give me the antidote, whatever you tell me to do, I'll do whatever I want......" Quicksand began to bleed from the corner of his mouth, and begged loudly for mercy.
Mo Mo flicked a pill into the quicksand mouth, threw down a piece of paper, and said, "Do as it says." β
"The antidoteβ"
"Once every three months."
ββ
"Your Highness, it was stolen from the palace last night." Lu Zhi whispered, her little face a little excited. "I heard that it was the world's largest thief, Flying Shadow Quicksand."
Ye Qiange's expression moved slightly, and he asked, "Do you know what was stolen?" β
"I don't know." Lu Zhi shook her head, the fire of gossip in her eyes was burning, "I heard that this morning, Your Majesty was furious and suspended Ma Youwei, the commander of the Praetorian Guard, for investigation. β
"I also have to investigate this matter strictly by the military government, and we must recover the stolen things, which must be of great value and very valuable, otherwise we would not have made such a big move."
The corners of Ye Qiange's mouth hooked, and a meaningful smile was raised.
"How did you get out of bed?"
A voice came from far and near, with a hint of blame and concern.
Ye Qiange looked back and saw Xu Yichan dressed in a dragon robe, with an imperial crown, coming majestically, followed by dozens of eunuchs and palace maids and guards.
Without waiting for Ye Qiange to reply, Xu Yichan's eyes froze, looking at the thing Ye Qiange was sitting on, and asked curiously, "What is this?" β