Wuchen floated into the room, and couldn't help but gasp, this cell was as creepy as hell.

The room is not very small, more than 20 square meters, and next to the wall is a musty pool, which turned out to be a water prison.

In the pool of more than ten square meters, there is a high wooden stake in the shape of a cross, and a young man with blurred flesh and flesh and no skin is nailed to the cross by two big iron nails across his palm, and the young man's head hangs on his chest and sways from side to side, as if he has passed out.

The stinking water of the pool rose to the sky, and the corpses of countless rats floated on it, and the corpses of the rats were rotting and crawling with white maggots.

The red light stayed on the crucified young man and swirled, and without thinking about it, Wuchen knew that this person was Meng Zihao.

This scene was really miserable, Wuchen turned his stomach for a while, and almost vomited.

Wuchen hurriedly gathered the spiritual light, and the palm of his hand shone towards the cross of the pool, and the big iron nail nailed to the palm of Meng Zihao's hand fell off in response, and a red light was like a light veil, gently holding Meng Zihao up.

The red light gently lifted Meng Zihao to the ground.

This disgusting scene is really not a place for people to stay, but Wuchen can't take Meng Zihao out of here immediately.

Although Wuchen has a thousand-year-old psychic power and can pass through the Three Realms, the Three Realms have the rules of the Three Realms, and they must act in accordance with the rules, so that Mencius Hao can clear his grievances, gain a foothold in the world, and give full play to his world-beating talents for the benefit of mankind.

If Wuchen uses spiritual power to rescue him now, it will make Mencius Hao fall into the charge of absconding in fear of sin, and he will not be able to gain a foothold in the world in the future, and it will also affect his own cultivation.

Wuchen thought about this, immediately activated the Buddha's light, exerted his spiritual power, and waved his hand at the pool to whisk the dust. A layer of red light slowly slid across the water, and where it passed, the water in the pool immediately became clear, and the corpse of the rat turned into a wisp of green smoke, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, a fragrant lotus flower floated out of the dust-free palm, slowly floated to the middle of the pool, quickly grew and bloomed, and in just a few minutes, the lotus flower bloomed as big as a bed.

Wuchen waved his hand at Meng Zihao again, and Meng Zihao was held up by a ray of red light and slowly floated to the lotus.

Meng Zihao was in a deep coma, his consciousness was in pain in the sea of swords, mountains and fires, this kind of pain of not wanting to survive and not wanting to die and not eating bones is unimaginable, Meng Zihao's soul was struggling at the gate of hell, and suddenly a lotus flower floated in the darkness, and Meng Zihao gently lifted it up and took it away.

Meng Zihao slept on the lotus, the pain in his body was rapidly subsiding, and the lotus petals dripped a drop of crystal clear dew, gently dripping on the bloody wound on Meng Zihao's body, dripping in Meng Zihao's mouth, a burst of fragrance came to his nose, and Meng Zihao's wound only recovered in an instant.

Meng Zihao felt that he was sleeping in a fairyland where a hundred flowers were blooming, Meng Zihao secretly thought, where is this, is it that I have died and come to the fairyland, Meng Zihao thought, moved his hands and feet lightly, his consciousness returned to his body, and he was trying to open his eyes.

Wuchen saw that Meng Zihao was about to wake up, and immediately summoned Miss Zhang's soul.

Miss Zhang's soul flew out of the lotus flower on the dustless palm like a wisp of smoke, and gradually formed a fair lady's body.

Tingting Yuli, red wedding dress, black hair hanging down to the waist, tears in the bright eyes condensed, secreting people's desire, its appearance is so moving, let me see pity, a beautiful woman who has suffered a lot of hardships and grievances.

Miss Zhang bowed to Wuchen, "Thank you to the dustless fairy, thank you for your great kindness, if the fairy has a place to use me in the future, I will order it as soon as possible." ”

Wuchen rarely saw it, showed a shallow smile and said, "Sister, don't be polite, go quickly, it's not too early, go and meet with Meng Gongzi and tell him things clearly."

I still have to rush to the palace, to give my dream to the emperor, and only the emperor can save you, I am out of the body, we must rush back before dawn. ”

After Wuchen finished speaking, he was about to retreat incognito, but suddenly remembered something, turned around and called Miss Zhang again, "Sister, what about the fetal brush, quickly bring me Meng Zihao's fetal brush, and now the one who can save Meng Gongzi is Meng Gongzi's fetal brush." ”