211.Chapter 211: The Elven King's Secret to Stop the Bleeding

The pace of these three figures seemed to be slow, but they were extremely fast, and they came out of the crowd. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info a middle-aged man walking in the forefront, with a cold face, walking like a fierce beast that is secretly gathering momentum.

Seeing this figure, an inexplicable smile flashed through the depths of Chen Meng's pupils, lowered his head slightly, and stepped aside.

The crowd of onlookers also always moved out of a way, in Panlong Ridge, Xie Wu's prestige may not be as high as the criminal department, after all, Xie Wu is only the one who gives the order, and the criminal department is the executor.

With the appearance of these three figures, the air around them seemed to freeze a little.

The middle-aged man walked in front of Chen Hui without squinting, and the corner of his eye faintly looked at the mess all over the ground, "Interesting, there have been casualties in a fight for a long time!" ”

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's eyes fell on Chen Hui without any emotion, "Do you want to resist, or do you want to follow us automatically?" ”

The middle-aged man's tone seemed to have an inquiring tone, but Chen Hui knew that once he chose the former, this guy would not hesitate to do it.

Catching up with the middle-aged man's gaze, Chen Hui smiled and said, "Isn't this what you want?" The result is the same anyway. Why should I bother, I choose to go with you. ”

After speaking, Chen Hui faced the VIP stage and looked at Chen Yang, "Father, don't worry, I'll come out every few days." ”

Chen Hui's answer was expected, but looking at the smile on his face, many people secretly smacked their tongues, didn't this guy know what would happen to him later.

Chen Yang was stunned, faintly saw her figure decades ago on Chen Hui, and nodded subconsciously.

The middle-aged man also glanced at Chen Hui with some surprise, the smile on the latter's face did not seem to be deliberately pretended, and at the same time, a little expectation could be faintly seen in the latter's dark eyes. It is the first time in so many years of law enforcement that I have seen someone so calm.

"Let's go!" The middle-aged man glanced at Chen Hui meaningfully, turned around, and retreated along the way he came.

Chen Hui took back the star dagger, tidied up some messy clothes a little, and followed closely with a leisurely face.

Seeing Chen Hui so obedient, a touch of surprise appeared on Chen Meng and Lin Yu's faces, but when they thought of the horror of the prison, a smile appeared next to the corner of Chen Meng's soft mouth: "This is the price paid for stupidity!" ”

"Maybe he naively thought that after seven days in prison, he would be able to get out." Seeing that the law enforcers didn't ask much about this matter, Lin Yu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said in a relaxed tone.

Jing, the disciples of the Chen family on both sides looked at Chen Hui with some pity, if he wasn't so reckless or impulsive today, he wouldn't have made such a move today. At the same time, the strength of the former can also occupy a place among the disciples of Panlongling, and it can be said that the future is bright. Sometimes recklessness and ignorance can ruin a person, and many disciples secretly tell themselves to take precautions.

It wasn't until Chen Hui's figure completely disappeared that the onlookers of the Chen family disciples hummed, blew up, and talked about it.

There is pity, there is sympathy, there is ridicule!

All kinds of emotions filled the faces of the Chen family's disciples, and the only thing they had in common was that none of these people thought that Chen Hui would be able to come out alive.

Black Prison, this familiar name is like a sharp sword hanging in everyone's hearts all the time, in their prison in Panlongling. The most well-known is the black prison, and he has been instilled with the horror of the black prison since he entered the Chen family.

Even they had heard a little about the Black Prison with their own ears, and heard that the disciples who were escorted to the Black Prison were all dead and wounded, and none of them were left behind.

Therefore, in the eyes of all, the black prison is the graveyard of death.

"Over the past decades, I have personally escorted more than 100 people who have violated Dafa to the black prison, and none of them have been able to get out of the black prison!"

"Some of these disciples are the leaders of the family, and even when they were escorted to the Black Prison, they were never as calm as you!" A deep and deep voice sounded slowly, and the middle-aged man raised his eyes to look at Chen Hui, who had a calm face. He was too calm.

Chen Hui looked at the corners of his clothes that shook slightly. Without raising his head, he said, "Didn't you say that these people were not able to get out of the black prison." ”

"You're confident!" A rare smile of relief appeared on the middle-aged man's face, "You are like your mother!" ”

"You know my mother?" Chen Hui suddenly raised his head in surprise and looked at the middle-aged man with a cold face.

"Ten years earlier, up and down Panlong Ridge. Who doesn't know her! The middle-aged man seemed to remember something, and suddenly fell silent.

Squinting slightly. Chen Hui stared at the back of the middle-aged man, with a touch of contemplation in his eyes, maybe he was wrong, it was not that no one knew about his mother, but what his mother did back then, so that everyone was reluctant to mention his mother.

……

On the ethereal Panlong Ridge, Sen Luo stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes looking at the sea of clouds rolling in front of him, as if he was recalling something.

Shout! A brilliant rainbow-like sword light flickered through the sea of clouds, tearing through the churning clouds and mist, and the harsh sound of breaking wind gradually appeared between the rugged mountain roads.

Half a bell later, a tall and arrogant woman arrived.

The woman's skin was as white as snow, and the slightly cold and upturned nose bridge set off her delicate jade face even colder.

"Why?" The woman looked at Sen Luo coldly, and the supple green silk swayed in the breeze, looking a little dusty.

It's just that the woman's voice is very cold, cold like the ice and snow on the lonely peak that does not melt all year round, clear and piercing.

Sen Luo turned around slowly, a doting color flashed in the depths of his indifferent eyes, looking at the woman's slightly frowning willow eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth were slightly smiling: "Four-star medium-grade!" ”

"I'm not here to tell you that I've stepped into the four-star middle grade, but to ask you for an explanation, why? You haven't cared about me since I was a child, and now you actually have the leisure to meddle in my affairs, and even let my family master dragon bone land. The woman said coldly, even if it was her biological father who was standing in front of her, she did not carry any honorifics in her words, but questioned.

"Shouldn't you be a father thinking about your future?" Sen Luo seemed to be accustomed to the woman's tone, and asked rhetorically.

"When you knew that the blood of the elves could be transferred, why didn't you think about the Chen family's wife, and now you want to contaminate their son!" The woman's slender willow eyebrows frowned, and her clear eyes were filled with uncompromising stubbornness.

Listening to the woman's questioning, the smile on Sen Luo's face disappeared, and he was even extremely serious: "The blood of the elf king, the supreme holy blood, having the blood of the elf king is equivalent to having the strength of a humanoid race and the ability of a card fighter." ”

"It's because Mrs. Chen saved me and revealed the secret that the blood of the Elf King can be transferred, are you going to kill them all!"

"Father, you can't deny this!"

"Aren't you very powerful, you killed everyone who knew the news at the beginning, why did you leave me alone?" The woman's teeth opened lightly, and her voice was like a clear spring flowing in a mountain stream, cold and piercing.

There was no anger on Sen Luo's face, and when the woman finished speaking, the corners of Sen Luo's mouth twitched slightly, and he was not angry: "Because, you are my Sen Luo's daughter!" ”