Lang Yuanqi trembled excitedly, and tears suddenly flowed out.

Chen Wangrong knew that he had guessed his identity, so he nodded at him silently.

Lang Yuanqi burst into tears at this time.

"Stop talking, it's important for you to save your life now!" Chen Wangrong immediately comforted Lang Yuanqi.

Lang Yuanqi sneered: "I'm like this, what's the use of this life?" If you look at the love affair between me and your father for many years, you should give me a break! ”

"It's a pity, now that you're in prison, I can't protect you anymore."

Lang Yuanqi was trembling and sobbing, looking very desperate.

Chen Wangrong couldn't help but feel a little pity for him, and asked in a deep voice: "Now can you tell me if they have anything to do with my father when they arrested you?" ”

Chen Wangrong knows that there must be a huge conspiracy behind the death of Chen Wangrong's parents, and the mastermind behind this is a huge hidden danger for him and Chen Anrong in the future.

Lang Yuanqi coughed twice, and replied weakly: "You can say yes, you can also say no, your father liked to collect all kinds of antique magic weapons during his lifetime, so there have always been rumors in the rivers and lakes that your father sank those treasure magic weapons into the sea, so after his death, many people wanted to inquire about the location of the treasure sunk, so as to make a fortune from it." ”

Chen Wangrong was a little surprised, he only knew that the Chen family was rich before, and before Chen Nanxing and his wife died, the Chen family was one of the richest families in Shangjing.

Websitem.

But he didn't know that Chen Nanxing still had a habit of collecting antique magic weapons.

This is a bit like my previous life.

Since this is the case, Lang Yuanqi can't die.

Regardless of whether there is such a thing as treasure or not, from the fact that he would rather die than give in, and was tortured into various ways without revealing any information, it can be seen that he is a man with affection and righteousness.

"The pill I gave you just now can relieve most of the poison in your body and make you less painful."

As soon as Chen Wangrong said this, Lang Yuanqi suddenly found that the pain on his body seemed to have really been alleviated a lot.

Because of the intense pain he had endured for a long time, it was almost impossible for him to feel it when he had returned to a normal level.

It's like if you eat a very spicy chili pepper and then eat a less spicy chili, you won't feel the taste at all.

Lang Yuanqi now feels indescribably relaxed and comfortable.

"By the way, aren't you a fool? How can it still be cured? ”

Lang Yuanqi knew Chen Wangrong, but he didn't expect Chen Wangrong to be stupid.

"It's a long story, and the most important thing now is to find a way to get out of here."

Chen Wangrong pricked his finger again as he spoke, concocted a small paper figure in the same way, and drew it on his face with his own blood.

It's just that unlike last time, this time he painted the ears and mouth.

Release the paper figurine, and in the opposite direction, you will have to pass through the doorways of the other three dungeons, and after turning a corner, you will reach the altar.

Lang Yuanqi watched Chen Wangrong do all this, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

He felt that he had lived for so many years, and he had not died after all this inhuman torture, but now he was almost scared to death by a walking paper figure.

It's weird.

Faced with Lang Yuanqi's surprise, Chen Wangrong didn't take it seriously, but sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and calmly let his senses act with the paper figure.

Of the other three dungeons next to it, only one dungeon had someone inside, and judging by her vague figure, it should be a woman.

Although Chen Wangrong was surprised in his heart, he did not stop at all, but continued to walk forward, until he came to the front of the altar, and the footsteps of the little paper man stopped.

This time, there was a lot less raw meat and dead rats on the altar.

Chen Wangrong listened attentively, and after a long time, a few sounds finally came from the dark hole on the altar.

Cuckoo......

Like the call of a pigeon.

But it is impossible for a pigeon to eat meat for a living, and it still eats so much.

Woowoowoo......

This time it was like a child's cry.

Chen Wangrong continued to listen carefully.

Wangwang......

This time it was like a dog barking again......

What the hell is it.

It sounded a bit like a mixture of a frog and a cat.

Chen Wangrong pondered carefully, and even suspected that there was more than one animal in it.

However, the animals that can be used to guard the prohibition are none other than those kinds: domestic animals such as black cats and dogs, wild things such as poisonous snakes, spiders, weasels, etc., as well as big bats and owls, but they are very rare in the East, and the Blood Demon Sect in the West prefers to use them.

Thinking about it, Chen Wangrong suddenly saw the dead mouse on it move, and when he took a closer look, a claw stretched out from the black hole.

It was a bird's claw, but it was unusually strong, almost as strong as a peacock's claw.

As the claws stretched out, a head came out.

Seeing the crooked mouth, Chen Wangrong suddenly realized.

Sure enough, it's an owl!

And a very strong blood-eyed owl.

This kind of owl obviously has undergone a special sacrificial treatment to have a pair of red eyes, which can suppress the prohibition here.

Seeing this, more than half of the energy of the paper figure has been consumed.

The truth was revealed, and Chen Wangrong immediately manipulated the paper figure to go back.

There was one more thing he wanted to know, which was who the other woman in that dungeon was.

The little paper man walked to the door of the dungeon where the woman was being held, and easily walked through the gap between the iron doors.

The paper man walked to the front of the woman, and Chen Wangrong finally saw the woman's side face clearly, which was a face covered with blood, which was extremely hideous and terrifying.

But she found that the woman was not asleep, so she was afraid that she would find out about the existence of the paper man, so she did not come near him again.

"Who are you? Why are you being locked up here? ”

Chen Wangrong's voice passed through the paper man's mouth and into the girl's brain.

Hearing this, the girl's body shrank sharply and curled up in a ball.

"Who?"

She looked around warily, but there was no one to see.

She crept to the door of the iron gate again and looked outside, but still saw no one.

This time, Chen Wangrong finally saw clearly, this was a tall beauty, but her face was cut with a knife, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

Instead of answering the paper figure's question, he thought he was hallucinating, and fell to the ground crying in frustration, his hands clasped tightly together.

Chen Wangrong saw her hugging her head and crying, so he didn't plan to ask again, and was ready to take back the paper figure.

This time, however, the paper figure did not move again, for his energy had been depleted, and he was lying peacefully next to some garbage heap of lunch boxes and food scraps.

The consumption of this night made Chen Wangrong a little tired.

He was about to take a break, but saw Lang Yuanqi staring at him intently.

"Uncle Lang, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to save you out."

Chen Wangrong comforted him.

Lang Yuanqi now finally believes that Chen Wangrong has the ability to treat his injuries.

But it's easier said than done to get out of such a place.

Anyway, now that there is a glimmer of hope, there is less pain in my body, and the idea of begging for death is weak.

Early the next morning, two men with guns brought in all the herbs he had written on the list.

But instead of opening the door, they just opened the window where the food was delivered, and threw things into it one by one.

"These are the medicinal herbs you want, cure them well, and let you out when they are cured."

Chen Wangrong nodded in thanks.

One of the men had a sneer on his face, but when he turned around, he said disdainfully to the other, "Does this kid really think he can get out?" If he can save this old immortal, I'm afraid he will have to sit in prison here! ”

The other man also laughed and said: "That is, if he can't be cured, there is still a possibility of being thrown out, if he can be cured, this old guy will still expect him to hang his life in the future, how can he be easily let go!" ”

Chen Wangrong's eyes sank, Lang Yuanqi also heard those conversations, and said to Chen Wangrong: "I have been locked up here for all these years, they have treated me like this, tortured me to death, and found someone to cure me, and when the cure was almost over, they pulled me out to torture and torture!" ”

He seems to have gotten used to this kind of dark life, and his tone is flat.

"Uncle Lang, you have suffered."

In any case, this matter is related to his father, and Chen Wangrong is a little unbearable.

"By the way, Uncle Lang, do you know how the other members of the Akatsuki Group are doing now?"

Chen Wangrong suddenly became a little worried, whether it was the people of the Chiyue Group who ended up with the same fate as Lang Yuanqi after Chen Nanxing's death.

"Young Master, don't worry, many people in the Akatsuki Group have hidden their identities extremely well, and only someone like me who used to have a close relationship with your father would suffer such a bad luck. Besides, their strength is also very good, and I am the unluckiest. ”

Lang Yuanqi said this, and Chen Wangrong was finally relieved.

"Uncle Lang, I'll treat you."

Chen Wangrong began to process those medicinal herbs.