In the dark dungeon, a man in a rich python-patterned robe is holding a long whip and slapping the young woman tied to the torture rack.

The long whip touched the woman's body, and the skin opened and the flesh opened, splashing blood lines. In a short time, the long whip had been dyed with a strange red, and a faint sweet smell filled this dark place.

"Fengtian, tell this king truthfully, what will be the fate of the Hu Kingdom? Who will replace Yin Tianzheng? ”

"I don't know!" The woman glanced at Yin Shaoxuan coldly, and spit out two words with difficulty.

"Good, good!" The man's good-looking face was slightly distorted.

He dipped some water on the whip and continued to pump it towards the woman. The woman's body is delicate, and she can't support it anymore after being beaten by him like this.

She gritted her teeth and said to the man: "Yin Shaoxuan, you are delusional to go against the sky, and the result will only be a catastrophe!" ”

"Slut!" The man swung his palm at Feng Tian hard, a mouthful of blood gushed out from Feng Tian's mouth, and a mocking smile flashed in her beautiful eyes, and then, she closed her eyes and said no more.

The man glanced behind him, and a man who looked like the head of the guard walked over to the woman and probed her snort.

"Little Wangye, she, she seems to be out of breath."

The man took the whip in his hand, walked over to the woman, stretched out his finger and tried it on the woman's neck, and then slapped her hard.

"Slut, I'd rather die than tell the truth to this king. Come, throw her into the valley of the beast, since the mouth is so hard, let the beast tear her apart. The man who was called the little prince had dark eyes and roared in a low voice.

"But, little prince, if the Snow Mist Clan knows, then ......" The head of the guard seemed to be a little worried.

"Do as the king says!" Yin Shaoxuan's eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty.

"My subordinates understood." The head of the guard nodded.

He turned around, waved his hand, and two guards stepped forward, freed the woman from the torture rack, and dragged her out of the prison, where the woman had passed, leaving two lines of blood.

Tonight's Beast Valley of the Hu Country, I'm afraid that another pair of white bones will be added.

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In the imperial city of the country of Qihu, the candles in the Tianyang Hall are bright, and the young Yin Tianzheng, the eighth king of Yunhu, has his sword eyebrows tightly locked, and his knife-like face is like being covered with a layer of frost.

After just a few years on the throne, the Huhu has long been an internal and external trouble, and the two states of Dongshan and Xioch frequently declared war on the Hu, coupled with civil strife, the four realms of the Huhu are full of wolf smoke and mourning.

In order to solve the crisis, Yin Tianzheng sent the national teacher Tong Que to the Snow Mist Mountain to ask for help from the Holy Maiden Feng Tian of the Snow Mist Clan, but who knew that after waiting for five days and five nights, Feng Tian and Tong Que did not appear.

"Your Majesty, the national teacher has been in the snow and fog for a long time, he should have returned a long time ago, should he not ......" General Luo Zi raised his eyebrows and looked at Yin Tianzheng.

Yin Tianzheng's gloomy gaze gently swept over Luo Ziyang's face, and he didn't speak.

At this time, a guard walked into the hall and made a big salute to Yin Tianzheng.

"Your Majesty, the Auxiliary King of the Great Qi Kingdom asks to see you."

"Nangong Jin, what is he doing here at this time?" Yin Tianzheng's face was shocked, and the hand holding the dragon chair trembled slightly.

Luo Ziyang took a step forward, kowtowed, and said, "Your Majesty, it's better to ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Yin Tianzheng interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and then looked at the guard.

"Please invite the prince of Nangong into the palace."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The guards walked out of the main hall, and soon, a handsome man with a slender figure and an ink-colored silk brocade robe slowly walked into the hall, and behind him, a guard was far away.

"Nangong Jin of Daqi Kingdom has seen the Lord of the Hu Kingdom!"

That Nangong Jin seems to come from the painting, the face is like a knife carving, the posture is leisurely and elegant, the upright figure is like a flickering brilliance under the illumination of the candlelight, standing in the Tianyang Hall of the Imperial City of Hu, it is a unique scenery that attracts people's attention.

Yin Tianzheng waved his hand and stepped back to the left and right, leaving only the great general Luo Ziyang in the hall.

"The new lord of Daqi Country has only been in office for a short time, and the prince of Nangong didn't stay in Daqi to assist the new monarch, why did he come to my Huhu overnight?"

Nangong Jin smiled slightly, he arched his hand towards Yin Tianzheng and slowly spoke.

"It's not a secret, this king came to see the lord of the country today and was actually entrusted by someone."

"Oh, what do you mean by that?" Yin Tianzheng looked at him puzzled.

"The Fengtian Holy Maiden of the Snow Mist Clan went down the mountain to Wanhu, but there was no news for no reason, and this king was entrusted to go to the Fengtian Holy Maiden in the country of Wanhu."

"This ......"

Yin Tianzheng's face showed a hint of embarrassment, and he didn't know how to answer.

"What? Hasn't the lord of the country seen the Fengtian Holy Maiden? Nangong Jin frowned.

At this time, a guard stood behind the Zhu Gate of the main hall and looked inside, looking very flustered, as if he had something urgent to report but did not dare to enter rashly.

Yin Tianzheng didn't notice the guard, Luo Ziyang walked over, and the guard said something to him, and he was immediately shocked and returned to the hall.

Luo Ziyang walked up to Yin Tianzheng and whispered the guard's words to Yin Tianzheng, who was taken aback and looked at him.

"When did this happen?"

"Just now! But the king doesn't have to worry, his subordinates will go to find out. ”

"Go!" Yin Tianzheng ordered.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Luo Ziyang turned around and walked out of the Tianyang Palace, Nangong Jin glanced at his guard Rong Zheng, and Rong Zheng immediately followed.

Yin Tianzheng was no longer in the mood to deal with Nangong Jin, he casually perfunctory Nangong Jin said a few words, then asked Nangong Jin to go to the side hall to rest, and went back to the dormitory himself.

The palace maid led Nangong Jin to the side hall to rest, and after entering an upper room in the side hall, Nangong Jin closed the door and turned off the lights.

He took off the ink-colored brocade robe on his body, revealing a black night robe, and covered his face with a black scarf, and then walked out of the room and jumped onto the palace wall. I was about to investigate, but I heard a loud cry.

Nangong Jin knew that this was Rong Zheng's code to himself, so he performed light skills and followed the voice out of the Imperial City of Wanhu and came to a remote grove.

"Rongzheng!" Nangong Jin shouted softly.

Rong Zheng jumped down from a tree and saluted Nangong Jin.

"Lord Wang, a woman was brought out of the palace of the prince of Huxuan, and now she is heading in the direction of the beast valley."

"Do you know who that woman is?"

"I don't know yet, General Luo is bringing someone over."

"Let's go ahead and have a look." Nangong Jin's eyes darkened.

"Yes, Lord Wang!"

Rong Zheng took a shortcut and led Nangong Jin forward, and sure enough, he arrived at the Beast Valley before Luo Ziyang, and searched carefully in the Beast Valley.

"Hiss......"

The pain was intense, and a woman covered in injuries got up from the ground and looked around.

Her eyes met a pair of green eyes, and a faint hint of cold air rushed towards her, and the woman's first reaction was that she had encountered a beast.

"That's right, it's a beast!"

The claws struck at her, and the woman got up and ran forward.

Helplessly, she was covered in injuries, and before she could run a few steps, she had been thrown to the ground by the beast, and the sharp pain of her muscles being torn hit her whole body.

"Oh my back, I was actually blown here by that firework."

The woman touched herself, but she didn't touch the magic prop she was carrying, and she tore at the beast as she tore at it and shouted.

"Help!"

"Lord Wang, there is a voice!" Rong Zheng looked at his master.

"Check it out!"

The two leaped to their feet and followed the cry for help.

"Whoosh!" Rong Zheng threw a row of steel nails at a group of wild wolves, several wild wolves fell to the ground with a wail, and the rest temporarily gave up the food in front of them and surrounded Rong Zheng.

Rong Zheng ran forward and lured the wolves away, and Nangong Jin jumped down from the tree, landed beside the woman, and helped her up from the ground.

"Are you the Fengtian Holy Maiden?"

The woman glanced at Nangong Jin and responded weakly: "Feng Tian? Who is Fengtian? I am Sun ......" Before the words fell, she fainted in Nangong Jin's arms.

Nangong Jin looked at the girl with a bloody face in her arms, frowned slightly, and was hesitating about what to do with this girl, when she heard the footsteps of a team of officers and soldiers approaching.

"Lord Wang, someone is coming, let's leave first." Rong Zheng said.

Nangong Jin looked around and nodded slightly.

"Okay, leave first, with Luo Ziyang here, the saint will be fine."

Nangong Jin carried the woman out of the Beast Valley, and when he came to a safe place, he gently put the woman on the ground, took off his night clothes and put it on her body, and then left here with Rong Zheng, who came later.