"Uncle, where is this?"

Fang Xue hated that every day should not be called the earth and the earth, both angry and desperate.

"This is the underground underground dungeon of the Imperial City, it is Li Lingyao's territory, since you have come in, you can stay in peace, it is impossible to get out. ”

The man sighed: "It's been twenty years since I came in, and I used to be in the same spirit as you, yelling and hysterical, and I will be in a few days." ”

Fang Xue was a little curious: "How did you get in?"

The man's eyes were confused: "Li Lingyao just wants something on me, and he won't let me die easily until I get it." ”

Fang Xue hated and understood, she couldn't see that he was so backbone.

"Boy, how did you offend him?" the man looked terrifying, cross-legged, his hands were full of thick joints and scars and cracks.

"Alas, just because I'm his nephew!" Fang Xue hated to himself thinking that he might die here, and there was no secret that he couldn't tell.

"Oh?" The man's eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance: "You are Li Zhaolin's son?"

Fang Xue was not surprised by his words, and nodded: "You may not believe it when you say it, I have never met my mother at all, and I was caught here by him the first time I saw Li Lingyao." ”

The man laughed: "You kid is more unlucky than me! ”

"Uncle, isn't there anyone else in this water prison?"

Fang Xue was a little scared, she really wanted to die in this dark underground dungeon?

The man smiled sadly: "There are people who come and go, but they all come in vertically and go out horizontally, only me, Li Lingyao eats and drinks every day, for fear that I will die." ”

"It seems that I am not as lucky as you, I am dispensable to him, and maybe one day I will die if I am in a bad mood. ”

Fang Xue hated to get up and sit on the narrow and cold wooden bed: "Uncle, if I die and you have a chance to go out again, please help me carry a letter!"

The man shook his head: "Forget it, I still want you to carry a letter for me!"

Fang Xue was stunned for a moment, and suddenly had nothing to say, and both of them fell into silence.

Li Lingyao has never shown up, and even bringing them food is a half-dead puppet who can't speak and has no eyes.

Fang Xue hated to look at him very madly, no matter how Fang Xue hated spoke, he ignored it, I don't know if he couldn't hear it or couldn't say it.

"That guy is a half-dead monster, it's useless for you to talk to him, he has no soul. The man took a big gulp of the nutritious white rice and said, "Eat, eat this thing here every day, your dantian is sealed, how many days can you last if you don't eat it?"

Fang Xue hated helplessly, her stomach was so hungry that she had to force herself to swallow.

Time passed day by day, and Fang Xue could only rely on instinct to judge day after day.

Fang Xue hated finally learned the man's name, very poetic, called Wei Zizheng, he was the sect master of the Wufu Fist Sect before he came in, and his strength was not bad.

But after twenty years of inhuman torture, he also became a waste.

"Old Wei, are you dead?" Fang Xue hated throwing a piece of thatch over, and Wei Zizheng had a little movement.

"It's not dead, it's probably about the same. Wei Zizheng suddenly got up: "Xiao Fang, have you ever heard of the Wufu Fist Sect?"

"Damn, don't call me Xiaofang, it sounds weird. Fang Xue hated and was depressed: "I haven't heard of it, I've been in Nanzhou, and there is no such sect in Nanzhou, right?"

"Nanzhou?" Wei Zizheng rushed to Fang Xuehe and startled him.

If it weren't for the existence of iron bars, Wei Zizheng would have knocked him down.

"Nanli Divine Sect, are you a disciple of Nanli Divine Sect?"

Wei Zizheng's appearance was a little scary, Fang Xue didn't know why he was so excited, but he still nodded honestly: "Yes, I am a disciple of Nanli Divine Sect!"

Wei Zizheng heard this with a burst of grief and indignation: "Providence makes people, Nanli Divine Sect destroyed the Wufu Fist Sect, but let his disciples appear in front of me!"

Fang Xue was shocked: "Old Wei, wouldn't it, it would be impossible for Nanli Divine Sect to do such a thing!"

Wei Zizheng smiled miserably: "I don't blame Nanli Divine Sect, in fact, if it wasn't for the Wuli Fist Sect's own death, how could Nanli Divine Sect succeed?"

Anyway, the two of them were idle, so Wei Zizheng simply poured out all these things about Chen Sesame and rotten grain, which greatly satisfied Fang Xue's curiosity.

"Back then, someone from the Wufu Fist Sect killed a king-level master of the Nanli Divine Sect, which triggered a life-and-death battle between the two sects, and with the help of the five kings of Nanzhou, the Wufu Fist Sect was annihilated in one fell swoop, and I was also injured. ”

Wei Zizheng said that he didn't blame Nanli Divine Sect, but Fang Xue still heard that he was a little unwilling.

"Originally, I thought that the five kings of Nanzhou would make a move, and Li Lingyao would uphold justice for the Wufu Fist Sect, but I didn't expect that all this was planned by him!

Wei Zizheng gritted his teeth: "It's just that he didn't expect me to have hard bones, and I won't say anything about being locked up for twenty years, he is helpless!"

Although Wei Zizheng said it very simply, Fang Xue knew that there must be Li Lingyao's shadow in that big battle, otherwise it would be impossible to quickly intensify the contradictions!

Perhaps, there is also the shadow of Li Zhaolin!

Fang Xue hated Wei Zizheng a little sympathetic, because the five kings of Nanzhou made a move, he thought that Li Zhaolin was going to destroy the Wufu Fist Sect, but later learned that it was his own family that had an internal ghost and provoked trouble for Li Lingyao.

He was so stupid that he ran to Li Lingyao for help, didn't he fall into the net!

Speaking of which, Nanli Shenzong is also innocent, not to mention the loss of a king-level master in vain, and he was also used as a gunman by Li Lingyao.

Perhaps this is also the reason why Cai Su would rather survive in the cracks than collude with Li Lingyao.

"Lao Wei, it's good that you didn't hand over the Wufu Fist Sutra, Li Lingyao's dog thing has no humanity at all, and if you say that you will change your face, you will change your face, it is not credible at all!"

Fang Xue hated to think of Li Lingyao's reversal of Zhou Xitong's attack, and couldn't help but be angry in her heart: "If you hand over the fist scripture, I'm afraid you will die early." ”

Until now, Fang Xue Hate didn't know how Su Duwei and Ji Chuanliu had a bad relationship with the Lingdong Pei Clan, but that didn't matter, even if they didn't pay attention, Fang Xue Hate would stand by their side without hesitation.

Wei Zizheng smiled: "Of course I know, who will go to the second time when I am the last time, even if I die here, he will not want to get the Wufu Fist Sutra!"

"Old Wei, I want to ask you, how long have I been in?" Fang Xue hated that he had been in a coma before, and he didn't know how long he had been imprisoned, and he was a little scared in his heart, worried about the situation outside.

Wei Zizheng looked at him strangely: "Are you really unconscious?

Fang Xue hated and said: "Who has nothing to do to pretend to be dead!"

"You've been in for two years now, don't you know?" Wei Zizheng was a little funny: "Do you feel like a thief flies by?" I still remember the events of 20 years ago, and I also feel that time flies by quickly!"

Fang Xue hated to want to die headlong, it's been two years!

He was sad, and suddenly laughed again: "I'm afraid that guy in Shentu Prefecture is angry, right?"

"Xiao Fang, come here. ”

Wei Zizheng beckoned to him, and Fang Xue leaned over curiously.

The two were separated by an iron bar, and Wei Zizheng signaled him not to speak.

Fang Xue hated to see him pick up a piece of thatch, and quickly wrote a sentence on the water tapa on the ground, and after he finished writing, the water waves disappeared.

"I'm going to die. ”

This was the first sentence written by Wei Zizheng, which made Fang Xue hate.

Fang Xue also picked up a thatch and replied: "You look so energetic, how can you say that you will die?"

"The ten main veins in my body have long been rotten, and if it weren't for the Wufu Fist Sutra, I would have died a long time ago. ”

The water rippled, and Wei Zizheng disappeared a few words when he wrote a few words.

Fang Xue hated a little sad: "If you die, I won't live long, this place is dark and no one can suffocate me if no one speaks." ”

"I'll pass on the Wufu Fist Sutra to you!"

Wei Zizheng looked at Fang Xuehe with burning eyes, and quickly wrote a line of words: "You go out and carry a letter for me." ”

Fang Xue was stunned for a moment: "I can't get out either." ”

"I feel the vitality tremble, someone has come to save you!"

Wei Zizheng's words made Fang Xue's heart tremble, who would come to the imperial city to save him?

Although Wei Zizheng has no vitality, his perception is still there, after all, he was once a king-level master.

"We don't have much time, I'll just write it once, you have to keep it in mind!"

Without waiting for Fang Xuehe to agree, Wei Zizheng quickly wrote on the water, and lines of obscure words appeared and disappeared with the ripples, Fang Xuehe watched intently, for fear of missing a word.

"Go to Brahma Tower for me to carry a letter and tell Hua Runyu that I am willing to marry her!"

Fang Xue hated to see that Wei Zizheng's face was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, as if it was very difficult to finish writing the Wufu Fist Sutra.

Fang Xue hated and nodded, although he couldn't bear it, but why wasn't death a relief for Wei Zizheng? He had only been in for two years, and he was already worse off than dead, and he really didn't know what Wei Zizheng had relied on to survive until now.

Fang Xue hated that he didn't have the heart to ponder the Innocent Fist Sutra now, because he felt a vibration from the ground!

The Imperial City, a shocking battle is taking place at this time!

Who would dare to do it under the nose of the Holy Emperor?

Fang Xue hated to think that Li Zhaolin was more likely.

Could it be that their sister and brother finally tore their faces?

At this time, Fang Xue hated to see the ground of the imperial city, but he guessed correctly, it was indeed Li Zhaolin who led people to start a big battle with Li Lingyao.

The Holy Emperor is very old and retreats at every turn, so Li Lingyao is getting more and more anxious, he can't help it, and it just so happens that Li Zhaolin can't help it.

Li Zhaolin was very surprised that Li Lingyao had gathered so many masters without making a sound.

Two years ago, Zhou Jingyuan did not kill Zhou Xitong, because Caisu appeared.

The two fought a big battle, but in the end, Cai Su had a slight advantage, seriously injured Zhou Jingyuan, and saved Zhou Xitong and the three.

Li Zhaolin learned the news of Fang Xuege's disappearance from Cai Su very early, and sent people to secretly search for Fang Xuege's whereabouts, until today he found out that Li Lingyao had locked him in an underground underground prison.

Li Zhaolin's mood can be imagined, and without saying anything, he directly summoned a large number of king-level masters to rush to the imperial city from Zhaolin Palace to save Fang Xuehan.

In fact, Fang Xue hated a little wrong, Li Zhaolin and Li Lingyao had already torn their faces, but because of the Holy Emperor, a big war like today did not break out.

Secretly, they can't remember how many people you have died in the past.

If the Holy Emperor hadn't retreated today, the two would still not have been able to fight.

The Holy Emperor was originally very disgusted by the existence of the other party's hatred, and Li Zhaolin and Fang Jiuxiang fornicated and gave birth to the evil seed, which was the biggest shame in his life.

If he knew about this, maybe he would kill Fang Xue Hate with his own hands!

"Boom!"

A figure flew by, directly smashing the huge palace to pieces!

Li Zhaolin had vitality in his hands, and people knew that this eldest princess, who seemed to be belittled by the Holy Emperor from afar, was actually an out-and-out king-level master!

Li Lingyao's face changed greatly, although he was also in the Qi Sea Realm, he was definitely not Li Zhaolin's opponent.

"Jingyuan, kill him for me!"