Chapter 81: The Magic of Anxiety Relief
Li Zhong glanced at him first, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sworn smile, and before everyone could react, he pulled out the sword at his waist and quickly cut the iron chain on his foot. The disciples in the Immortal Emperor Pavilion reacted, and immediately stepped forward to snatch the sword in his hand, and he kicked him to the door. When they didn't give up and stepped forward again, they said coldly: "Your great protector didn't say anything, did they rush up one by one to find death?" β
Hearing his words, the two people who wanted to step forward looked towards the Stygian Brocade.
Shen Jin snorted coldly, walked to his side, took the sword from his hand, and sparks splashed after waving his hand, and then looked again, only to see the iron chain in Li Zhong's hand fall to the ground, making a dull sound.
Seeing the surprise in the eyes of the two disciples, the Stygian Brocade hooked his lips and said, "You guys go out first, and he will leave it to me." β
"Yes!" The two of them, who didn't know why, didn't dare to have the slightest curiosity, so they immediately turned around and left, and closed the door by the way when they left.
Shen Jin looked at Li Zhong's eyes with a hint of appreciation, and then walked to the tea table and sat down, looked up and saw that he was still standing in place, and chuckled: "What? Don't dare to come? β
"Why don't you dare!" As he spoke, he walked straight to the tea table and sat down on the opposite side of the brocade.
At that time, Mingjin had already poured two cups of tea, one in front of him and one in front of Li Zhong. Picked up the tea in front of him, stared at him in front of him, and said, "You are the first person who dares to take my sword in the Immortal Emperor Pavilion, and you are also the first person who successfully takes the sword away." The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened: "Your skills really impress me, and you really deserve to be Xuan Ting's person." After finishing his words, he drank the tea in his hand.
Li Zhong stared at him, then glanced at the tea in his hand, a trace of dissatisfaction crossed his eyes, he slammed the tea on the ground, and said indignantly: "Mingjin, don't you have any wine here?" β
There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, as if he didn't expect him to say that, but ...... If it weren't for the fact that he was Xuan Ting's person, he would really like his bloody character.
Without saying a word, he immediately asked someone to bring good wine.
After three rounds of drinking, he said, "What's your deal?" β
Li Zhong paused with his hand holding the wine bowl, then drank all the wine in the bowl, put down the wine bowl heavily, looked at him with an awe-inspiring face, and said word by word: "Let me go." β
His face was blank, and he said, "Why? β
"I am Xuan Ting's person, Xuan Ting is the general of the Yan Ling Country, Xuan Ting is born for the Yan Ling Country, and he will die for the Yan Ling Country. Xuan Ting is my role model, and I will definitely do the same. His eyes froze, and he said, "Although I don't know who the emperor of this Immortal Emperor Pavilion is, as far as I expected, you must have some contact with the people in the court." The country of words and spirits is now in the midst of internal and external troubles, and as a person in the country of words and spirits, you should contribute to the country. Looking at the brocade in front of him, he stared and said, "Instead of hiding in a place that others can't see, do things that are not conducive to the country of words." β
It turned out that he wanted to arouse his love through these words, hum! He couldn't help but think things were too simple.
Ying Jin picked up the wine jug and poured wine for himself, watching the wine in the jug flow out of the jug, and the crystal clear color fell into the porcelain bowl, setting off layers of ripples: "How do you know that what we are doing is not conducive to the country of Yan Ling?" β
"If it's as you say, then you'll let me go right away."
Mingjin put down the wine jug, glanced at him deliberately, and then picked up the wine bowl in front of him and took a sip of wine. Tasting the mellow aroma of wine in his mouth, a slightly cold smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and said: "You are for the country of words and spirits, and I am also for the country of words and spirits, but our purpose is the same, but the masters are not the same." There was a touch of pity in his eyes: "I can't help but regret it." β
"Who is your master?" Li Zhong said with a stern expression.
Ying Jin picked up the wine bowl in front of him, deliberately touched his empty wine bowl, sneered and put the wine bowl in his hand to his lips, did not drink, raised his eyes and looked at him fixedly: "Li Zhong, don't be so naΓ―ve, even if you and I sit and drink together, it doesn't mean that I will tell you what I shouldn't tell you." β
He immediately frowned, stared at him for a long time, and then said, "What if I take one in exchange?" β
"Bang!" Mingjin put the empty wine bowl in his hand on the table, looked displeased, and said, "Even if I exchange your life, I can't tell you." β
Originally, he was interested in making a deal with him, but what he wanted to know was something that he could never know, so he had to give up this deal with him.
When Li Zhong heard this, his face suddenly changed, his hands slapped the table with his palms, his body jumped up, his hands clenched into fists and walked towards the dark brocade, his eyes locked on his neck.
Shen Jin's expression was quite calm, as if he knew that he would make a move after being annoyed and angry, he got up and pushed the table away while his body stepped back, two steps away, he pulled out the sword in his hand, and when Li Zhong's hand was an inch away from his neck, he took the sword to his neck first, and said, "Don't move, unless you want to die!" β
He didn't move.
"Someone!"
The door was opened, and four disciples in the pavilion with silver masks walked in, and the four of them stood respectfully behind the Immortal Brocade, and said in unison: "See the Great Protector!" β
"Take Ri Zhong into the dungeon."
"Yes!"
The four of them stepped forward to restrain Lei Zhong, and Ying Jin collected the sword in his hand and watched as the four of them took Li Zhong away.
I thought that was the end of the matter.
"Bang!"
"Oh no! Ri Chung has escaped! β
The four disciples escorted Lei Zhong to the door, who knew that taking this opportunity to break free from their restraints, the four of them were vigorously pushed down to the door by him, and when they reacted, Li Zhong had disappeared in front of him.
Frightened, he turned around and chased after him, ran to the door, looked at the four of them, and said, "In which direction did he flee?" β
One of them immediately pointed in the direction of the dungeon door: "Great Protector, he ran in the direction of the main entrance." β
With a sharp eyebrow, he said in a shocking voice: "Immediately send more people to chase, be sure to catch up, if you don't catch Li Zhong back, don't come back alive!" β
"Yes!"
The four disciples immediately gathered people and ran towards the main entrance of the Immortal Emperor Pavilion.
Shen Jin forced himself to calm down, thinking that although Li Zhong was injured, he was still able to beat the disciples in the pavilion with his strong martial arts, and he had to go in person.
Li Zhong has been locked up in the Underworld Pavilion for so long, once he escapes, he will definitely inform the people outside of what he has seen and heard in the Underworld Pavilion, and in this way, it will inevitably pose a threat to the Underworld Pavilion.
Therefore, Li Zhong could not leave the Immortal Emperor Pavilion.
Thinking of this, he first activated the mechanism in the Underworld Pavilion, took a bottle of anti-anxiety incense developed by the poisoner of the Underworld Pavilion, and immediately ran towards the main entrance. At the main entrance, Li Zhong mingled with dozens of disciples of the Immortal Emperor Pavilion, and when he saw this, he jumped forward, looking for an opportunity, and slapped him on the chest, taking advantage of his stumbling body and falling backwards, he quickly stepped forward and slapped the incense in his hand between his snorts.