The Dark Dungeon

Si Chen slowly moved on the chain bridge, and asked, "Don't the dungeons of the Dark Clan need guards?"

Yu Jin said to Si Chen's back, "Who would waste their troops to guard someone who can't escape?"

Si Chen asked in disbelief, "Aren't there any guards?"

Yu Jin asked rhetorically: "I don't know if in your Si Chen's dictionary, the dungeon guards are considered guards?"

As soon as Yu Jin's words ended, Si Chen's footsteps suddenly stopped for a moment, and Yu Jin thought that Si Chen would turn around and ask him more questions, but he didn't expect Si Chen to stop asking, but continued to move forward.

At present, they are on the lowest floor of the human cell, and three more down the iron cable can reach the yellow cell.

From the moment Si Chen stepped into the door of the dark dark clan dungeon, he was deeply shocked by the magic in front of him. He still remembered that just now, he was standing at the entrance of the canyon, standing under the huge black gate made of black black iron, looking out at the canyon with no end in the distance, looking down at the intricate iron cables hanging on the cliff.

At that time, he stood under the giant gate, and there was an indescribable feeling spreading in the bottom of his heart.

"Si Chen, do you know the giant Henggu?"

Faced with the strange question of Yu Jin, Si Chen had become accustomed to it, and said: "I heard that he is the first savior on the "Ode to the Long Xing"!"

"Do you know the relationship between this canyon and him?"

Si Chen said perfunctorily: "I'm not curious. ”

"According to legend, this canyon is from the hands of Heng Gu!" In the face of Si Chen's perfunctory, Yu Jin was always very patient, "This canyon is a hundred miles long and ten thousand feet deep. ”

Si Chen stopped and looked up at the sky, he saw many pairs of eyes in the cell above him looking at them, from the moment they stepped into the giant door, the eyes of those imprisoned in the cell were firmly nailed to them, never leaving. Si Chen looked at the faces behind the iron gate one after another, but the faces of those prisoners were only vigilant except for vigilance!

Yu Jin continued: "The first floor under the giant gate is the human cell number, and from the top to the bottom, the cell is in turn the human yellow and the earth. And the single cell occupies the hundred-story cells on the cliffs on both sides. Guess what level your minions will be locked up on the Yellow Tower?"

"Do you know how many floors there are in this ten-foot-deep dungeon?"

Si Chen turned to face Yu Jin, and asked again with a serious face, "Can you tell how many floors there are?"

Yu Jin was dumbfounded, he really couldn't tell how many cells there were here, and Si Chen's aggressive tone really made him a little dissatisfied.

Si Chen said angrily: "Don't peep at me with your eyes again!"

Yu Jin didn't care about Si Chen's forbearance of anger, he might be able to guess the reason for a minute or two of the teenager's anger, but over the years, he had long been accustomed to using his eyes to look directly at other people's thoughts, and he was indeed a little rusty about speculating on other people's thoughts.

"Si Chen, do you know who I am?"

Si Chen sighed and returned to a cold appearance, "You've already asked me this question!"

"But you didn't answer me!"

Yu Jin looked at Si Chen with a smile.

Si Chen just looked at him silently, Yu Jin couldn't help but sigh, and said in his heart: What a dull and boring teenager!

Yu Jin suddenly laughed evilly, he stepped on the iron rope under his feet suddenly, and the iron rope shook violently, Si Chen staggered to stabilize his body, and looked at Yu Jin in surprise.

At this moment, they were already in the area of the yellow cell, compared to the intricate iron cables in the area of the human cell, the iron cables here seemed very monotonous, and there were a few iron cables hanging sparsely. Now, in the area where the two are located, in addition to the iron cable under their feet, there is also an iron cable with a cold light, which extends somewhere.

Si Chen stared at the royal guard warningly, but only to see the imperial guard return him with a bright smile, and then stepped on the iron rope under his feet and swayed, Si Chen looked at the royal guard who looked like a villain, and gritted his teeth a little, he tried his best to stabilize the iron rope under his feet. Even with his efforts, the ropes under his feet swayed from side to side with the magnitude of Gojo's swaying.

In Si Chen's angry eyes, Yu Jin smiled proudly, "Have you heard of the Shuzhou Imperial Spirit Clan?"

Si Chen's breath was a little unstable, and he devoted himself to keeping his feet from leaving the iron cable. He had known the Imperial Guard since early on that this broken-mouthed teenager was not simple, but his pranks were really boring!

Yu Jin said to Si Chen in a serious tone, "Si Chen, answer my question!"

The thick iron rope cut a perfect arc in the air, and Si Chen lowered the center of gravity of his body while thinking about finding the right opportunity to jump to the iron cable closest to him on the left.

"How would I know......! What's more, who are you and do I know the Spirit Clan...... Is there a necessary connection?"

"Si Chen, you've been looking at the iron rope next to you, are you going to jump up?"

Si Chen was stunned for a moment, he was not surprised that Yu Jin guessed his thoughts, he was angry and didn't know what expression to use to threaten Yu Jin.

Si Chen cursed, "What a ghost!"

However, when Si Chen was shaking his head, Yu Jin suddenly stopped his movements. Si Chen swiped under his feet and turned over. When his feet left the iron cable, Si Chen's heart trembled, and he was shocked into a cold sweat.

Fortunately, his body was agile, and at the last moment, he reached out and grabbed the iron rope tightly, and the cold chill of the iron rope hit the depths of his soul through his palm, and the bitter cold almost made him let go of his hand.

Yu Jin stood straight on top of the iron cable, and the iron rope that was shaking violently because Si Chen's body was suspended in the air had no effect on him at all. Si Chen grabbed the iron rope tightly, pulled the iron cable with his hands, and kept twisting his body to reduce the amplitude of his body shaking.

Under Si Chen's continuous efforts, the shaking amplitude of the iron rope became smaller and smaller, and Si Chen raised his head and gritted his teeth and said to Yu Jin: "Do you want me to die?"

But I saw Yu Jin smile gently, "I believe that with your strength, you won't die so easily!"

Si Chen said with some sarcasm: "You deliberately tricked me, is it just to let me ask you: Are you from the Imperial Spirit Clan?"

Yu Jin tilted him to the side and said coldly, "Who is rare!"

Si Chen took a few deep breaths, his luck leaped, and he stepped on the iron rope again. Staring at the Imperial Priest opposite, he thought: His moody appearance is really the true inheritance of the Dark Patriarch!

Si Chen didn't know much about the Imperial Spirit Clan, he only knew that this was a mysterious race, and in Kyushu, there were only a few rumors about the Imperial Spirit Clan in Shuzhou.

As everyone knows, there are spirits in Shuzhou, but there are very few people who truly witness their magic. For the Imperial Warrior in front of him, a proud Imperial Spirit Clansman, his mysterious magic, to Si Chen, there is only a strange feeling!

In this dim area, Si Chen calmly took out a bottle of elixir from the sac, picked out a few round and jade-smooth, high-looking elixirs and swallowed them.

Although he often doesn't like to respond to Gosho's questions, Gosho's dirty methods of repeatedly stumbling really make him angry!

When he was very young, he lived in the dilapidated library of the Si family, and under the high walls, the survival skill he first learned and had to learn was forbearance. At that time, there were only sinister calculations, tedious intrigues, and everywhere danger. Now that he has escaped from Shudu, even if the situation he faces is still difficult, it is difficult to hide his joy and excitement when he sees the broader world beyond the high walls.

He and Yu Jin looked all the way forward, passing through the hundred-story human cell cell, the sunlight overhead hazy and unclear with fog.

Si Chen crossed his hands in front of his chest, raised his chin slightly, and shouted at Yu Jin: "Where are Yu Bo and Feng Yang imprisoned!"

Mijin chuckled, "You be soft, I can hear it!"

"Humph!"

Si Chen just snorted coldly, and didn't say much, he generally straightened up in anger, and he had to stand more straight than Yu Jin.

"Are you angry?"

Looking at Yu Jin's puzzled look, Si Chen knew very clearly that this guy was acting again, and he was facing the cliff sideways, not because Yu Jin was looking at each other.

Seeing that Si Chen was dead again, Yu Jin didn't care.

People who don't know their details will mistakenly think that they are brothers with deep feelings! But often the most confusing effect is the appearance.

"Si Chen!"

Si Chen sighed, there was a sense of powerlessness that was choked by fate, and he said in a helpless voice of resignation: "What are you doing!"

"I'm from the Shuzhou Imperial Spirit Clan!"

Si Chen pursed his lips and closed his eyes, "You've been insinuating this for a long time!"

For Si Chen's poisonous tongue and perfunctory appearance, Yu Jin seemed to have become accustomed to it, and he continued: "The life of the Imperial Spirit Clan is always very fragile, and every Imperial Spirit Clan is born with a mission, perhaps so, the heavens are a little partial to them, and give them mysterious spells. ”

Yu Jin's words aroused Si Chen's curiosity, and without thinking about it, Si Chen blurted out his question: "Are the techniques of the Imperial Spirit Clan all the same?"

Yu Jin felt that the young man in front of him was really tangled, and he couldn't wait to slap himself when he could ask any question.

Looking at Si Chen's remorseful appearance, Yu Jin felt a little proud in his heart: "Of course not." ”

"The people of the Imperial Spirit Clan are all people who have been blessed by the gods, and their abilities are also very different!"

Si Chen turned around and looked at Yu Jin thoughtfully. He noticed that the green eyes that were comparable to jade before the Gojin had changed color, and the peridot-like, green eyes with gold in them attracted him deeply.

What Yu Jin couldn't stand the most was that Si Chen looked at him blankly, he was the most interesting person to talk about in Youzhou, and the trivial matters of Kyushu passed through his mouth, and they would top the most interesting interesting things. Except for Si Chen, where would anyone listen to him and show such a foolish appearance.

"Ahem!" "Ahem!" Yu Jin deliberately coughed heavily, "You remember the limerick poem I just said!"

Si Chen naturally remembered that he had also heard of the limerick poem, although he and the seven princes of Shengdu, who had never met, were ranked in the first sentence of the limerick poem, but the disparagement of the two of them was greater than the praise, maybe he and Shengdu were weird to the existence of these two waste cultivators of martial arts, just to praise how extraordinary the martial arts genius behind them was!

Realizing the meaning of Yu Jin's words, Si Chen reluctantly recited the limerick poem: "Shengdu is a strange talent Shu Dansi, the jackdaw boy is not traced in the north, and the silver-haired son Zeguo is a daughter, each leading the way and being coquettish." ”

It was rare for Si Chen to cooperate so much, and Yu Jin showed a pleased smile: "In fact, the jackdaw boy in this limerick poem is the young master of the Imperial Spirit Clan, and his innate ability is the Imperial Beast. ”