"Good wine?" The dead sorcerer took the wine jug from Ye Qingyan's hand, opened the lid first and smelled it, and couldn't help but be surprised, "Oh? It smells good, where did you get it? ”

"The last time I went back to the town, I met a merchant from the Yan Dynasty, and I exchanged a few prayer charms for the wine he brought."

"Just those waste papers, for such a good wine, tsk~ kid can do it."

"Big brother, tell me about the treasure bottle, have you found any clues? The people of this town are tired of martial law. ”

"At present, no clues have been asked, but a few fine workshops of the Yan Dynasty, Chu State, Jin State, and Xidi have been found, and it is not in vain."

Ye Qingyan's heart jumped, who is the Fang Ding of the Yan Dynasty?

"Who have you found out?"

"Why are you asking this, anyway, how come I've never seen you?"

"I'm new here, and I just carried a bucket."

"It's still backwater, it's new enough. Anyway, don't ask, go down, there are still three floors to the end, take a look at the monster, and leave quickly. "The Dead Witch guessed that this newcomer must be a curious monster, so he came here, after all, he had also met several companions of curious monsters.

Ye Qingyan reacted super quickly at this time, and sneered: "Hey~ Let the eldest brother see it, I just want to take a look at the monster, just listening to them, my heart is itching, and I can talk about it in the future." ”

"Go, go, this wine......"

"Filial piety to the eldest brother."

"Okay, then I'll take it." As he spoke, he took the flask and went back to the cell he had just come out of.

The shadow was sufficient, Ye Qingyan saw that there was a man who was hanging on the roof, covered in blood, and his clothes had been whipped into rags and hung on his body, describing him as extremely miserable.

And the man has a distinct feature, he is bald......

Bareheaded?

The cell door was closed.

Ye Qingyan continued to observe the inside of the cell with his mental power.

"Do you want to drink it, you Yan Dynasty's wine." The Dead Sorcerer handed the mouth of the flask to the hanging man's nose and made him smell the wine, and even shook the flask, and the sound of the wine hitting the water made the smell of the wine even stronger.

And the person who was originally hanging his head motionless suddenly moved after smelling the smell of wine!

He raised his head, revealing a pale, thin face with no eyebrows and mediocre features that had been tortured......

Ye Qingyan was about to go down, because her mental range was nearly eleven zhang, so she didn't have to look still, as long as she was within the range of eleven zhang, she could observe it clearly.

And when she saw the bald man's face, she was so shocked that her legs went weak and she almost fell!

Decan?

How is it decay?

How is he here!

Smelling the aroma of wine in the jug, his lifeless eyes were slightly tinged with waves...... This is the imperial wine of the Yan Dynasty! Only His Majesty can drink it! He was also lucky enough to drink a few times when he was pretending to be His Majesty.

How did this wine come out here! Is there any new directive from Your Majesty?

"Smell it is your Yan Dynasty's wine? Do you want to drink it? If you want to drink, tell the whereabouts of the vase. ”

Treasure bottle? Could it be that Xiao Changqi wants a treasure bottle? Ye Qingyan noticed the change in Gui's expression.

It's just that he drooped his head again and didn't move.

Ye Qingyan hurriedly used his mental power to condense at the position of his neck vein, and found that the pulse was still slightly fluctuating, and he was still alive......

What to do? How to get rid of it!

Ye Qingyan ordered herself to calm down as soon as possible and think about a way, and at the same time, the steps down the stairs began to go down again, she wanted to continue to look down, there was a monster, she wanted to see who it was.

The last three floors were extraordinarily deep, and she walked for a while before she walked on two floors, and in these two floors, most of the prisoners were silent, and no one tortured them.

Suddenly, a person entered her telekinesis.

It was a Taoist priest in a broken Taoist robe. He meditated quietly on his knees, as if he were cultivating. But when Ye Qingyan's telekinesis was observing him, he opened his eyes and seemed to have noticed something.

After Ye Qingyan saw his appearance clearly, he covered his mouth in surprise, lest he screamed loudly, it turned out to be an autumn cicada!

Why is he here......

"Who!" Qiu Cicada spoke up, and said in a very low voice: "Save the poor Dao and go out, and the poor Dao owes the donor a big cause and effect." ”

Ye Qingyan: ...... I can actually find her!

can find her telekinesis, it seems that the realm of Qiu Cicada is also extraordinary, but why was he caught here, is it also because of the treasure bottle?

Ye Qingyan was going to go over and ask Qiu Cicadazi, but at this moment, a dead witch came over and knocked on the prison door, "Do you want to say it?" I'll let you out. ”

Say what? Ye Qingyan paid attention to their words with his mental power, and at the same time accelerated his speed and walked to the bottom of the underground palace.

Maybe he heard Ye Qingyan's footsteps, and the dead sorcerer who was talking to the autumn cicada walked towards Ye Qingyan, "Who?" ”

Ye Qingyan hurriedly said: "Come and see the monster, and after reading it, go back and continue to carry the water." ”

"New here, let's go."

"Yes, yes." Ye Qingyan quickened his pace.

The dead sorcerer looked at Ye Qingyan twice, feeling a little strange, and was about to stop Ye Qingyan to ask a few more words, when he heard Qiu Cicada speak, "I want to drink wine and eat meat, and if I eat and drink enough, maybe I can remember something." ”

As soon as the dead witch heard that Qiu Cicada was about to let go, he instantly threw Ye Qingyan aside and walked to the prison door to warn Qiu Cicada.

"If you dare to play Lao Tzu again, Lao Tzu will let you taste the taste of palace punishment."

"It's useless for you to castrate the poor road, the poor road has already seen through the red dust. Good wine and good food, send it up. ”

"Less gimmicky."

……

Ye Qingyan sped up his speed and walked towards the last floor of the underground palace, almost all of which flew by.

There was a voice in her heart, urging her to move faster...... There were already two people waiting for her to save her, but from above to here, it was already the eighteenth floor.

It's literally eighteen layers of hell.

All of these people who are locked up here are like hell.

I don't know how long it took to run, Ye Qingyan finally reached the lowest level...... She wondered if she had reached the bottom of the mountain.

At the bottom of the especially, there is a ...... She had to be so suspicious.

The air was cold, damp to sticky, sticking to her skin and feeling uncomfortable.

Ye Qingyan stood on the last step of the dark passage, looking at a huge dark iron cage in the middle of the water.

Building a cage out of black iron is definitely a luxury, but what kind of monster will be imprisoned with such a cage?

Ye Qingyan shrouded the cage with his telekinesis......

However, after seeing the so-called 'monster' in the cage, she almost fainted!

"Master, Master!" Her eyes were instantly bloodshot, and her eyes clouded her vision.