Chapter 5: Outside the wine and black robe to read all beings

Qingfeng Town is just a small town, without the prosperity of the capital and without a lot of resources, people's learning direction and strength are limited by it after all, but this place is close to Tiandu City, close to the imperial capital, close to the human emperor, one of the five emperors in the world.

The center of Tiandu City is the imperial capital.

The royal imperial capital covers an extremely wide area, with countless buildings, and the eaves are unveiled to each other, like a wave. Not all buildings are the same, and some are unique. For example: His Majesty's Imperial Palace, the most mysterious Vigil Pavilion, the Stargazing Tower where capable people gather, and the most notorious Prison.

And the Hell is a terrible place, it can stop crying children, it can make mad dogs show meekness in awe, and it can make blood seep out of its dark walls.

Legend has it that there are ten layers of Xianghe, five layers above and five layers below, shaped like a tower, with ghost shadows and skeletons tattooed on its body, and countless souls.

It is said that the lowest layer of the prison is hell, which suppresses countless ghosts and gods, and evil beings with heinous crimes, and word of mouth makes ordinary people fearful.

At this time, it was late at night, and in the prison, there was only one old man drinking, and his face was very calm, as if he would never have an expression. The black and white hair was very messy, slightly curled upward, and the clothes were embroidered with a golden dragon, which seemed luxurious but shabby and old, losing its former brilliance.

And this is the eleventh layer of hell.

A layer that few people know about.

The hall was empty, with only a few stairs and old tables. There was a fruit basket on it, which was full of fresh fruits, and he didn't taste it, because he only liked to drink, especially the wild wine that the demon clan paid tribute to His Majesty every year, which was rich in aroma and mellow in the mouth.

The whole floor was empty except for the old man and his table, and there were not even torture instruments, and the atmosphere was very oppressive.

Who would have believed that the darkest and bloodiest Hell of all ages would have such a relatively "beautiful" place?

I don't know how long it took, just as the old man was pouring the wine, the hand that was about to pick up the wine glass suddenly stopped, as if he felt something unexpected, he felt something strange in the darkness, so he put his hands on his knees, and his eyes became strangely sharp.

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"This year is probably the most unusual. Someone in the prison seemed to have said something softly, and it was not very true, but the person who spoke knew that the one who was drinking must have heard it.

"It's unusual, it's not like his style. The old man got up and picked up the half-filled glass on the table, and looked at the visitor in the dark.

"But that's my style. The man in the darkness said.

"Since you've appeared, there's one more by your side. The old man drank his drink.

The man in the darkness walked out slowly, as if he was afraid of being exposed to the dark yellow and turbid light of the Prison, and was sensitive to such a weak light.

"It's just me. "It was a young man, even if he was dressed in a gold-edged black robe, he couldn't hide his vigorous vigor and smile.

It's like they're talking about things that don't matter.

The old man looked at the young man below and looked at his gentle smile. His eyes became more and more solemn.

"You entered the human realm, and you should know the result very well?" the old man slowly stood up, and gathered the messy hair in front of him, revealing an old face.

"It's nothing more than a dead body. "Young people don't care.

"The shadow isn't with you today, and it's going to be hard to get out of here. The old man looked at him and said, his eyes were extremely sharp, and the whole person began to glow with a kind of momentum, and the robe on his body did not move in the wind, and his blood and qi became no longer old, but seemed to be in the prime of life, and the "broken edge" buried in the ground seemed to be summoned for him at any time.

The young man was somewhat surprised, by perception. A divine soldier is ready to move in the ground beneath his feet, like a restless beast.

"Heavy sword broken edge?" the young man was a little surprised, but he couldn't see his nervous expression.

He didn't know when a demonic blood-colored long sword appeared in his hand, the sword body was red like blood, and an extremely strong bloody aura permeated the entire layer of the Prison, making the Prison seem to have become a true portrayal of hell.

The appearance of this sword made the old man restrain his momentum and be silent for a long time, as if acquiescing to what he said was right.

It seems that the wait has been too long, and the young man is a little impatient.

"The result of your next decision will make you completely different, I have two directions, one is that you notify the Emperor to come and kill me. Another ......"

The old man waved his hand to show that he didn't want to hear it.

But the scene began to fall silent, and there were only the two of them in prison at this time, and in order to break this silence, the young man had to speak again.

"The list of 100 weapons in the world, the heavy sword is broken, ranking nineteenth. The young man seemed to be a little emotional.

"But you have all beings in your hands. The old man was a little stunned.

"You lost the battle for the throne with the human emperor, and your Dao heart was lost. The young man abruptly changed the subject and looked at him.

"I'm a loser, there should be a dark place, and Hell is a good fit for me. The old man said very indifferently, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

The young man chuckled and thought it was funny, but the next moment he became very serious.

"The demons love the dark, and as a dark generation, you do. The young man said word for word, and he said it in a plain way, as if he were explaining something simple.

The old man suddenly thought about why, and he looked at the young man, and pain began to appear in his eyes.

He understood why the demon race entered the realm of the human race and was not discovered by the remaining four generals of the border wilderness, why did His Majesty not find out, and why did the demon ghost appear here?

Then he seemed to think of something terrible.

"Are there traitors among the Terrans?" said the old man in heartache.

"You finally thought about it, but you were wrong. The young man looked at him flatly.

"You can't enter this imperial capital without internal response," the old man wondered.

"It's really not, because except for a figure of the level of the Human Emperor, no one can see me hidden, just like just now, I don't show my breath, you may have been drinking there. The young man said softly.

"And the Human Emperor, the child of the dark generation who is having a headache at the Death Monument, the appearance of that child has disturbed his mind. “

"The Dark Generation, there can be no survivors in the Dark Generation, I was the master of that ruling, I have countless bright red blood of the same vein and the heads of my brothers in my hands, the blood of the Emperor left over from the Dark Generation cannot exist!"

The old man looked at the young man, he didn't believe what he said, he was a witness to the event, he understood how cruel that dark bloodbath was, there could be no one alive but him.

"That child was saved by our demons and entrusted to a close friend of the human race. ”

When will you demons do such a thing as saving people?"

He seemed to be preparing to gather spiritual power to fight hard.

Because he knows that if he doesn't work hard, he may not be able to get out of this prison, and if he doesn't have this sentient being, he still has 7 points of confidence, just because the sentient being in his hand causes the difference in strength to be too big and only four points.

"You can avoid the human emperor today and venture deep into the imperial capital to see me, the king of the prime minister, no matter how you think about it, it's strange. The old man looked at the shadow.

"Yes, you and I don't know each other. But it's the same road, and I need your help. Shadow said.

"I'm going to help a demon? Not to mention you're a demon?"

A wood-grain token appeared in the palm of Demon You's hand, and he looked at the old man slightly defiantly.

"Back then, you would help Xiao Gan, didn't you just help our demons?"

"Demon Emperor Order?"

"What do you want to illustrate when you get this?" the old man vaguely guessed a possibility, a possibility related to the human race.

"You are the person in charge of the criminal department, second only to the emperor of the people, in the past, you lost to the emperor in the fight for the throne, your blood brothers died in your hands, and Shi Bu ordered the eighth generation of the previous emperor of the people. Now you can't win against his son, and you can only endure in the depths of this prison with your humiliation and tens of thousands of unjust souls. ”

He rested his chin with his hand, and then raised his hand to detain the severed blade deep underground, and he took the sword and gently placed it on the table of the king.

"This divine weapon has disappeared with you for more than ten years, and it has never shown its edge, and it also wants to see that human emperor sword, right? I have already shown my sincerity by taking the risk of coming here alone, and now I have put a chance in front of you. ”

The old man looked at him and sat down slowly, his shaking fingers expressing that he was in a very uneasy mood at the moment.

He thought he knew the answer, he looked at the Demon Emperor Order, the most handsome divine weapon on the table, and the indifferent face of the demon in front of him, he understood the true meaning of his coming here.

Demon Yu looked at the black walls of the prison and the empty darkness, but he actually felt a little emotional.

His words echoed in the depths of the underground prison.

"You are the prime minister, you have the right to manage sentient beings, and you can also let sentient beings"

......

"Crowned for you. ”