The two of them went to the inner layer of the exhibition with uneasiness in their hearts.

Fortunately, there was no obstacle all the way, and the guards were all standing on both sides.

After passing through the long wall cavern, the scene in front of me was finally spacious.

"The inner layer of the exhibition turned out to be a prison. Yan Wuyi was surprised, and swept the square quite anxiously.

The prison was a uniform shade of grey, with the solid walls on both sides being gray and misty.

The four sides are closed, only a hole in the middle leads directly to the outside of the door, and the warriors of the Nine Disasters Emperor Tai are afraid that the people who are imprisoned here will escape, so they have tried their best to carve out a secret prison that will not see the light of day here.

It seems to have been built on the shore of the flood wall, and the prison was extremely damp, with shackles and chains hanging from the iron frames on both sides, as if it was difficult to resist erosion, and most of them had been embroidered.

Faintly visible, a pile of white bones stacked in front of the two of them on the left, the gray-white bones were still covered with a pair of hard leg shackles, which seemed to be human leg bones, and I don't know which side of the figure was tortured and turned into a skeleton.

Not only is this place dark and damp, but there is always an oppressive atmosphere. There were muffled screams and wails in his ears, and the white and cold candlelight illuminated the six strange iron prisons on the side.

"I've seen the third master!"

The two Nine Plague guards who were strictly guarding the prison gate saw the fence that Murong Xing was pretending to be, and they all bowed respectfully.

It's just that he wondered why the fence went and returned, Yan Wuyi had already seen the surrounding situation clearly when he came in, but there were only two Heavenly Vein Martial Artists guarding this place.

"You two go and wait at the door. ”

Murong Xing said coldly, his words could not be questioned, the third master of the Nine Tribulations Emperor was imitated by him to the fullest.

"Yes!"

The superior has never explained much to the subordinates, and the two of them only thought that the third master had something important to talk to the people in the prison, so they didn't care about walking outside the door of the mall.

Yan Wuyi gestured slightly, Murong Xing moved, and the short dagger in his sleeve was suddenly revealed, and he quickly stabbed towards the neck of the guard closest to him.

Its momentum was extremely violent, and that person never thought that he would be attacked from behind him until he died, so he let him be in a good realm, and he died directly on the spot.

The rest of them were suddenly alert, but they saw that Yan Wuyi had already slashed with one palm.

The extremely explosive energy was like a whirlpool of spiritual snakes whirling around the palm of his hand, and he attacked the front door.

"Thief ......"

Before the man could shout, he was splashed with flesh and blood by a terrifying palm, but with the spiritual power that was clearly raised to offset part of the power, he only trembled and shook for a moment, and then stood stubbornly.

This person was just about to shout, but Yan Wuyi was ruthless and decisively shot out a pure and explosive arrow of energy, which directly shattered the latter's throat.

At this time, Murong Xing's dagger was also killed, brutally breaking his brain, and directly attacking the guard's brain, and there was no power to resist.

Yan Wuyi couldn't help but feel sick when he saw this scene, it was still difficult for him to be ruthless, otherwise it would be the guard's head that would be stabbed in his palm.

It's not a woman's kindness, it's just compassion.

But the road of martial arts has to step on countless corpses after all.

"Quick. ”

Murong Xing shouted a little anxiously, he was deeply considerate of Yan Wuyi's move to keep his hands everywhere, but he had to step on this threshold, otherwise he would most likely be attacked in the future.

At this moment, there were no guards in the exhibition, and the prisoners in the prison climbed to the iron gate one after another, crying for help.

Yan Wuyi hurriedly took a string of prison iron door keys from the guard's waist and jumped forward in five steps.

"Shut up if you don't want to die. ”

The harsh words came out of his mouth, and the anxious and panicked prisoners on both sides were silent, for fear of attracting the guards outside the door to notice something unusual.

The prisoners who can be locked up in the exhibition are by no means ordinary, most of them are the enemies of the Nine Disasters Emperor, and there are also rebellious warriors who disobey Huang Shengyu in the Imperial Stage.

No one wants to be locked up in this dark ghost place, and when someone robs the prison, hope comes.

"Nothing!"

Yan Wuyi carefully scanned the four prisoners in the prison, but it was difficult to find the figure of the little sister.

Feeling lost in my heart, I looked at a prison in the innermost layer, but fortunately, the young and familiar figure happened to curl up in it.

"Wuyu, the second brother is here to pick you up. ”

Yan Wuyi burst into tears instantly, and irrepressible joy appeared on his face.

"It's such a nine-calamity emperor, and he didn't even let go of a child. ”

Seeing that the anger of his loved ones suffering instantly occupied his thin face, Yan Wuyi quickly calmed down and called the iron door, and hurriedly stepped forward to pick up Yan Wuyu.

The little girl was already drowsy, and when she saw this scene, she thought it was a bad guy coming, so she directly grabbed her little pink fist and slapped Yan Wuyi twice in the face.

"Second brother?"

When he reacted, he realized that the young man in front of him was the second brother who he hadn't seen for a long time, and the two lines of uncompetitive tears crossed his ruddy cheeks in an instant.

Since that day, Yan Wuyi sent her to the Duan family, the two have never seen each other again, and then Yan Wuyu learned that his brother was framed and sent to Tiesuoyan to mine spiritual ore, if Duan Yun hadn't sent someone to stop her, I am afraid that he would have escaped from the Duan Mansion to find Yan Wuyi.

She was frightened a lot by a day's fear, but she always believed that her brother would come to save her, and now she was able to see her second brother as she wished, and all kinds of emotions were surging for a while, and it was difficult to speak.

"Second brother damn it, let you suffer. ”

Yan Wuyi wiped away her tears, and hugged her thin little sister with her hands trembling gently, feeling a strong sense of guilt.

If she hadn't caused trouble, she wouldn't have been involved.

"This place is not good for long. Murong Xing glanced at Yan Wuyi and said solemnly.

Yan Wuyi nodded in understanding, and then said softly to the little sister in his arms: "Don't cry without anything, the second brother will take you out." ”

"Brother, you can't leave anything behind. Yan Wuyu stretched out his little hand and rubbed his eyes, with Yan Wuyi's presence, he naturally had a sense of peace of mind, and his still immature heart was simple and simple.

Yan Wuyi nodded and smiled, then hugged her tightly, and wanted to walk out of the door.

"Two masters!"

Seeing the two of them resolute, the other prisoners hurriedly knelt on the ground and pleaded.

"Uncle, help us. A thin, ragged warrior wept bitterly and knelt down to plead.

This hellish place is really devastating, and now it shows a glimmer of life, and you have to seize anything.

"That Huang Shengyu lost all his conscience and harmed us, and I hope that Daoist friends will come to the rescue, and I will definitely repay him in the next day!" said another sloppy warrior in his twenties, his eyes shining brightly, his face solemn.

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