Inside the main hall of Tiangang Gate.

Murong Hai, Zhao Fan, and all the elders were sitting in the main hall, and Zi Yi and the other disciples were standing respectfully on the side. As for Han Ming, he was already conscious and stood in the middle of the main hall, looking at the people around him with a cold gaze.

"Han Ming, when this is the case, are you guilty?" Murong Hai asked softly after glancing at Han Ming with a complicated look. After all, Murong Hai was ashamed of Han Ming, so he couldn't bear to kill him.

"Hmph!" Han Ming snorted coldly, looked at the people around him with an unkind face, and said calmly: "What is my Han Ming's crime? Everything is just your reputation, your Tiangangmen's conspiracy, I, Han Ming, am not guilty!"

Zhao Fan pointed at Han Ming angrily, and shouted angrily: "Traitor, you are killing Zhao Feng in the Confused Forest and seizing the immortal weapon. Now you are still saying that you are not guilty, and it has become a fact that you colluded with people in the Demon Dao, and you are still quibbling here!"

"I killed Zhao Feng, it's Zhao Feng who deserves to die. As for the Demon Dao, it's just what you said, so why do you continue to frame Han here? If you want to kill or chop, you can do it. In this life, I, Han Ming, can't take revenge, and in the next life, I will definitely destroy Tiangang!"

Han Ming looked up to the sky and laughed, but this laughter carried a lot of desolation.

"Boldly rebel, you don't know your sin when you die, you really deserve to die!"

"Senior Cultivator, please put Han Ming to death. In order to warn all the children of the righteous path, this is the end of falling into the devil's path!"

"Yes!

Murong Hai's face turned cold, he raised his hand to mute, and the surroundings were suddenly silent. After a long while, Murong Hai sighed again and said, "Hey, Han Ming." I miss you as a cultivation genius, and I can't bear to kill you. You hand over the immortal artifact, and you can leave!"

"Haha~~~~, joke. Do you think Han doesn't know? Murong Hai, Wan'er has been killed by you, you even want your own daughter like that, what kind of benevolence and morality are you talking to me about now!"

Han Ming laughed angrily, and said something that everyone couldn't understand without caring about it.

Murong Hai's face turned cold, and he shouted loudly: "Rebel, what are you talking about, you are still talking nonsense here, I see that you are really bewitched by the people of the Demon Dao, I remember that you have been my junior of Tiangangmen for a few days, you 。。。。。。 ！”

"Fart. Murong Hai, your daughter is obviously not dead, but you told everyone that your daughter was dead. Whether I, Han Ming, am righteous or demonic, I'm afraid I don't know better than your Murong seniors! You forced my master to death, killed my Wan'er, and let Han end up as a righteous traitor and a demon traitor, this revenge, Han will definitely not give up!"

Han Ming directly interrupted Murong Hai's words, his face distorted because of anger. Standing up, he pointed at Murong Hai and scolded angrily without hesitation. All of this comes down to Murong Hai.

If it weren't for Murong Hai's connivance, if it weren't for Murong Hai's worry about his own face. Han Ming, Lingwu Venerable, Wan'er and the others would definitely not be the result they are now, and they would definitely not be what they are now.

Now, the Master Lingwu blew himself up and died, and Wan'er was lying on the Aurora Cliff before she woke up. As for Han Ming, he was chased and killed by the two ways of righteousness and demons, and everyone shouted and beat him like a rat crossing the street, and part of the responsibility for all this lay with Murong Hai.

No matter how angry Murong Hai was, when he heard these words, his heart couldn't help but ache faintly. After all, what Han Ming said was the truth, he just cared too much about face and reputation, so he ended up like this.

His daughter ran away from him, and his granddaughter was killed. All of this comes down to the problem of face.

Zhao Fan looked at Murong Hai's sad appearance, and immediately shouted angrily: "Law Enforcement Hall Master, pull Han Ming down." Suffer the sin of a thousand cuts, and then throw it into a soul cave, and suffer the sin of ten thousand insects and rotten hearts!"

An old man with a dignified face in the seat of His Royal Highness stood up and just wanted to take Han Ming down. Murong Hai suddenly waved his hand and sighed lightly: "That's it, that's it, let's press Han Ming into the secret prison!"

"Han Ming, when you think clearly, I will let you out! If you think clearly, I will take you as an apprentice. Erase all your old memories and restore your good name!"

Murong Hai glanced at Han Ming guiltily and said slowly. Over the years, Murong Hai has indeed received a condemnation from his conscience. Every time he remembered the first time he saw Han Ming, he remembered how Han Ming and Wan'er were happy together.

Thinking of that stupid Han Ming, when he saw Han Ming, who he didn't know what to call him, he felt a faint pain in his heart. Especially when he thought of Wan'er, Murong Hai let go of the Buddha as if he was missing his soul.

Over the years, Murong Hai's cultivation has not only not improved, but has regressed a little. Dao Xin was degrading day by day, and even his hair was growing a lot of white threads, which made several of his senior brothers look extremely worried.

Han Ming straightened up and said to Murong Hai resolutely: "I, Han Ming, even if I die, I don't want to fall under the door of Tiangang Gate. Even if I die, I will die standing up, and I will not live like a puppet!"

After speaking, Han Ming's sharp eyes swept a glance at everyone, and said calmly: "I killed Zhao Feng, I see what you can do about me!" After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhao Fan with disdain, as if these words were another provocation.

Zhao Fan stared at Han Ming with trembling in his heart, pointed at Han Ming and said angrily: "Okay, good, good Han Ming." Han Ming, Feng'er let you kill because he was not good at learning. However, I, the father, will avenge Feng'er, and put this traitor down to me!"

Suddenly, a column of monks in armor walked out of the door, and they were also the doormen of the Law Enforcement Palace. Two of them took out a pair of hooks, and this hook had three small hooks, and a pair of hooks stuck on the pipa bone in Han Ming's shoulder!

"Ah~~~~~~~~h At this moment, blood clots were dripping wantonly from Han Ming's shoulder. Han Ming's face was dripping with beads of sweat, and his eyes glared at Zhao Fan viciously.

Seeing this, Zi Yi's heart was like a drop of blood, biting her lip and couldn't help but want to step forward and go to Han Ming's side. But suddenly felt Murong Hai's fierce eyes, looked at Murong Hai and shook his head, and couldn't bear to look at Han Ming.

When Ziyi turned her head, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes wantonly.

At this time, Han Ming was like a madman. The pipa bones on both shoulders were locked by hooks, and the spiritual power and divine consciousness of the whole body could hardly be used, and the upper body was paralyzed as a result.

"Haha~~~~!Since I, Han Ming, have fallen into your hands, I don't want to live. But if Han is lucky enough to survive, he will definitely make you unable to survive and die. Haha~~~~!"

Han Ming's face was pale, his tone was even more fierce, and he laughed word by word.

After that, the surrounding law enforcement hall people were just about to take Han Ming down.

Zhang Heng's familiar voice suddenly came, and at this moment, Zhang Heng still reached the Yuan Infant Stage and became the outer gate elder of Tiangang Gate. Zhang Heng took out a jar of fine wine and put it to Han Ming's mouth.

Helplessly and lonely, he said: "Senior Brother Han, the foolish brother is incompetent. Today can only be offered a jar of fine wine, if there is really an afterlife. I really hope to be a tribulation brother with Senior Brother Han, hey~~!"

Han Ming held the wine jar in his mouth, raised his head and gulped down the wine. After a while, he drank it all and threw away the jar. Suddenly, a cracking sound of "pop" came to mind all around, and Han Ming's voice was also accompanied by it.

"There can be a jar of wine today, Han is enough. Brother Zhang, just call me Brother Han Xian! The word junior brother, Han can't afford it. Today's jar of wine, Han Ming remembers it in his heart, remembers it in his heart, haha~~~!"

Han Ming's voice was majestic, and his tone revealed both vicissitudes of life, disdain, unwillingness, and so on. All in all, these words made many people who had misunderstandings about Han Ming have a hint of goodwill.

However, Han Ming didn't think that he would die, after all, Han Ming also had an external incarnation. The big deal is that this physical body is no longer needed, and in the future, it will be possible to specialize in the incarnation outside the body, and there is not only one incarnation outside the body.

The dark prison is the place where the masters in the demon path are captured by Tiangangmen, and it is also the most cruel place.

Each cell was held by a very evil demon, some of whom were chained to the bones of the pipa with silver hooks and chained to the joints of their bodies. In this way, not only the divine consciousness and spiritual power could not be used, but even the body was extremely painful.

After the law enforcement hall took Han Ming to the dark prison, Han Ming looked left and right. The pitch-black underground cells are surrounded by all kinds of silver hooks and iron locks, and a person covered in scars is locked up in one cell.

Han Ming is not afraid, even so, Han Ming is still not afraid. One of the law enforcement hall people respectfully asked the old man who was meditating on the side, and said, "Prison master, I don't know if there is any vacancy now? The head said to entertain this person well~~!"

The monk known as the prison master lowered his eyelids casually, glanced at Han Ming, closed his eyes again, and snorted softly: "Does Zhao Fan think that this secret prison belongs to his family? Can anyone come in?"

After being embarrassed for a while, the people of the Law Enforcement Hall whispered in the ear of the prison master: "This is what Senior Murong specially ordered to be locked up here, he is that Han Ming, so take a look。。。。。。。 ！”

After hearing about Senior Murong and then Han Ming, the prison master really became interested in Han Ming. After thinking about it for a while, he tightened his eyebrows and said with some difficulty: "It's a pity that there is no empty cell now, so take him to the last cell." Shut up with that old devil!"

When the people of the Law Enforcement Hall heard this, they immediately happily pressed Han Ming to the deepest part of the dark prison.

Han Ming naturally didn't care, he was locked up in this secret prison anyway. No matter where he is locked up or what crime he suffers, he will not agree to what Murong Hai said no matter what!

At this moment, in a secret room in the main hall of Tiangangmen.

This secret room was surrounded by iron walls, and Murong Hai sat on one of the stools, with Ziyi standing beside him.

Murong Hai took a sip of fragrant tea, took out a rectangular token and put it on the table, and said flatly: "Ziyi, with this token, you can enter the dark prison by yourself." Take good care of Han Ming!"

Zi Yi looked at Murong Hai suspiciously, although she was overjoyed, she didn't know what Murong Hai meant.

"Don't think about it, let you go, you will go. Isn't this what you've always dreamed of?As long as Han Ming can accept my words, I will arrange a marriage for you, hey!" Murong Hai sighed lightly and said to Ziyi.

Zi Yi hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to ask, "Senior Cultivator, Zi Yi doesn't know why you are doing this?"

Murong Hai stood up, looked at the portraits of Murong Yanran and Murong Wan on the wall, and said sadly: "Yanran, my daughter." Wan'er, my granddaughter. They are so cute and so obedient, maybe I did something wrong!"

Before Ziyi wanted to say something, she saw Murong Hai waving her hand weakly, and said tiredly: "Don't say anything, don't ask anything." Do what I say, Han Ming, kid, I do owe him. If he wants to, I'll make it up to him!"

As soon as these words came out, the smart Zi Yi knew what Murong Hai meant.

Zi Yi bent over Murong Hai and made a gesture of resignation, and said softly, "Disciple retire!" With that, Zi Yi flew towards the dark prison with both excitement and anticipation in her heart.

Zhao Fan was in the house at the moment, and there was a middle-aged woman with white hair in the house. Although this woman is middle-aged, she still has a bit of a posture on her face, and it can be seen that she was also a woman with excellent posture when she was young. Zhao Fan comforted the woman while saying something viciously.