Wu Quan said: "I don't know what happened to the Holy Son looking for someone in the ghost sect?"

Feng Yu rolled his eyes and said, "I heard that the people in the ghost sect are superb in poison skills, I want to ask them for advice, but I can't find anyone."

Feng Yu smiled: "What. Do you have any news of them?"

Wu Quan said: "I don't know about this little one, but the little one heard a rumor." ”

"The heroes of the world hate the people of the ghost gate to the core, and they want to get rid of them as soon as possible. Those monks from the Ghost Gate are not safe anywhere, so. ”

Feng Yu was shocked in his heart, could it be that these people are here.

Wu Quan looked at Feng Yu, "It is rumored that they are in the Holy Palace. ”

Sure enough, a group of extremely dangerous people actually came to the Holy Palace, Feng Yu said, "Is this serious?"

Wu Quan said: "Yes, I always think about it." The Holy Palace is full of martial arts, and it is always bad to suddenly let some outsiders over. ”

"Moreover, I heard that most of the elite personnel in the Holy Palace are from the ghost sect now. ”

Feng Yu stood up and said, "This matter must not be leaked." Also, you hurry up and recruit some trustworthy brothers to come over. ”

Wu Quan said "take the order" and left.

Feng Yu's face was full of sadness, when Uncle Martial Arts left, almost all the elites in the Holy Palace were taken away.

Now the Holy Palace is actually an empty shell, strong on the outside and dry in the middle, and the highest cultivation is he and Wu Quan.

What's worse is that the people in the ghost gate are lurking in the shadows, and if they suddenly attack, they will never be able to cope with it.

For a sect that will definitely rebel in the future and hunt down their martial arts lineage, there is no way to enter the earth and no way.

If he continued to grow silently in the Holy Palace, he would not agree to anything.

Feng Yu strode towards the library pavilion, he wanted to talk to Jing Shu.

Along the way, most of the faces he saw were fresh faces, and now in the Holy Palace, the only people he could believe in were Jing Shu and Wu Quan and others.

He stepped into the library cabinet, which was filled with a new janissary, and he was standing sneakily next to the pharmacopoeia, as if looking for something, and the books around him were scattered all over the place.

He didn't notice Wind Feather until he walked next to him.

Feng Yu shouted, "Who are you? ”

When the man heard that it was Feng Yu's voice, he immediately knelt down and said, "The little one is the new slave here, come here to sort out the books." ”

Not everyone can enter the Library Pavilion, and the enslavements here are all in the martial arts. But this servitude is clearly not.

This place, even Wuquan, is not qualified to enter and leave without permission, because there are too many important books in it.

Feng Yu said, "Who called you over?"

The servant said: "Jing Shu was taken down by the chief manager because she made a mistake, so this place is temporarily taken care of by the little slave." ”

Feng Yu's brows were twisted into Sichuan characters, "What is wrong? Why don't I know?"

The servant said: "She insisted on testing the poison before the food and water of the guards, which is not believing in our martial arts lineage, so the chief steward put her in the prison camp." ”

Feng Yu roared, "Bastard, who gave you the right to arrest her!"

Feng Yu glanced at him and said, "You're not a martial arts line, are you?"

The slave shook his head and said, "No. ”

Feng Yu said: "Go out." ”

The slave was on the ground and hurriedly arranged the books, "The slave will arrange these books first. ”

"No need. Wind Feather walked to the door, "I'm closing." ”

The door of the library has a defensive circle, carved by Uncle Martial Arts himself, once closed, no one can open it without the right method.

The slave glanced at the library several times before walking out, and bam!

As soon as the slave front foot went out, Wind Feather closed the door. The Dao sound roared, and some Dao patterns suddenly disappeared after circling around the Library Pavilion.

Because of such a trivial matter as testing drugs, he casually knocked the people in the library into prison.

He also sent a person from another race to the library pavilion, isn't this a clear intention to steal the library?

Feng Yu beat a drum in his heart, could this person be a person from the ghost gate.

Jing Shu was arrested, and the people in the ghost gate were mixed in the holy palace, and Feng Yu seemed to have some light in his heart.

He walked quickly into the prison, and the old man in the prison said, "See the Holy Son, I don't know the Holy Son." ”

Feng Yu said directly: "The maid who was just beaten out of the prison, where is Jing Shu?"

The cell boss was embarrassed and said: "This, the head of the imperial diet has ordered, during the interrogation, no one is allowed to disturb it." ”

Bang! Feng Yu kicked the table next to him and smashed it, "Is this Holy Palace the head of the Imperial Diet or the Martial Family!"

The cell boss and others knelt down one after another and said, "The Holy Son is angry. ”

Feng Yu shouted, "I don't want to say the same thing a second time. ”

The cell leader immediately led the way for Feng Yu, and the cell had nine floors, and with each floor, the criminals on that floor were more serious. And Jing Shu was locked up on the ninth floor!

Walking through the darkness step by step, Feng Yu's face was pale.

Finally, they reached the ninth layer, and Wind Feather's face had turned eggplant purple.

He was still outside the cell door when he heard the quiet screams of the cell.

The cell door was ajar, and Wind Feather kicked it open.

One person was sitting on the side, and the two were whipping Jing Shu, who was hanging from an iron chain, covered in blood and pale.

"Bastard! How dare you trespass into the prison camp!" said one of the enslaves.

Feng Yu stretched his neck, and the whip on the ground broke off to the ground, and these slaves shouted when they saw him like this.

This means that these people don't know him at all.

I didn't know him in the Sacred Palace of the Martial Arts Clan, which was really interesting.

"Presumptuous! How dare you be so rude to the Holy Son!" the cell boss and the guards drew their swords.

When those people looked at the cell head, they paused, and then knelt down together, "The little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, please spare your life." ”

In the tone of the people of the rivers and lakes, Feng Yu immediately concluded that they were not from the Holy Palace, and it was very likely that they were the remnants of the Ghost Gate.

"Take it!" said Feng Yu.

Feng Yu took the key given to him by the cell boss and immediately stepped forward to help Jing Shu untie the chains.

Jing Shu was covered in flesh and blood at this time, and it was not an exaggeration to say that his body was incomplete, so he crossed some Dao power to stabilize her meridians.

There was an ankle ring on the table next to it, which was quiet, and Feng Yu reached out to take it away and walked outside.

Feng Yu looked at the cell leader, "Torture these three people, notify me of anything as soon as possible." ”

"Also, don't let the chief chef know about this matter. Remember, from now on, out of my orders, you don't need to listen to anyone. ”

Feng Yu walked a few steps, and the cell leader followed, Feng Yu glanced at everyone indifferently, and said, "Except for me and Wu Quan, people who are not from the martial arts clan will give you orders, and there will be no mercy for killing." ”

His voice was surprisingly faint, as if he were talking about something that didn't concern him.

But the voice struck in all hearts.

Ghost Gate, these two words are full of dark clouds in Feng Yu's heart, no matter what, he has to find out these people.

Otherwise, the people of the ghost gate will be poisoned for hundreds of generations.

The cell leader knelt down and said, "Take the order." ”

Feng Yu walked out of the prison without care, like a gust of wind, he never came.

After bringing Jing Shu back, Feng Yu called Wu Quan over and asked him to go to the pharmacy to get some healing pills.

But Wu Quan directly told Feng Yu that Wu Dao took a large amount of elixir with him when he left. It's like going to war.

Now the Danfang is just an empty house, nothing.

In desperation, Feng Yu had no choice but to use Dao power to heal Jing Shu's injuries.

But Jing Shu's injury was too serious, and it was not enough to just heal the wound with Dao force.

Suddenly, Feng Yu came back to his senses, and he took out the "Poison Bible" in the dantian.

Then he wrote down a line of medicinal herbs and asked Wu Quan to collect them immediately.

Looking at Jing Shu, who was covered in bruises in his arms, Feng Yu knew that this matter was inseparable from the ghost gate.

Before, Wu Quan said that the people in the Ghost Sect were mixed in the Holy Palace, and it would be too easy for Feng Yu to find them out.

Just let them out and see if they can use the demonic energy explosion.

The outbreak of demonic qi is the innate instinct of their martial arts clan, and outsiders must not imitate it.

While he was thinking about it, Wu Quan had already come over: "Holy Son, the medicine has been boiled." ”

Feng Yu said, "Let's go." ”

He entered his dormitory and put Jing Shu in the medicine jar. He didn't dare to take off Jingshu's clothes.

Because of the long beatings, her clothes and flesh were almost one.

Feng Yu said: "Wuquan, send someone to guard here, and no one is allowed to enter without permission." ”

Feng Yu's face was very pale, and he was about to fade out of the water, "Also, you remember, every meal you eat and every drop of water you drink now have to be tested for poison." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Holy Palace trembled, and Feng Yu looked up at the sky.

The Guardian Artifact Linglong Pagoda was placing wisps of glow, and Feng Yu and Wu Quan immediately flew over.

At the foot of the Linglong Pagoda, a janissary spat blood and half-knelt and said, "See the Holy Son." ”

Feng Yu waved his hand and said lightly: "Did someone intend to control the Linglong Pagoda just now?" ”

The janissary said: "The little one didn't see it clearly, that person was turned into ashes by the artifact Shengwei just after he arrived at the bottom of the tower." ”

I had just moved the Library Pavilion, and now I had come to pay attention to the Linglong Tower, and a faint smile appeared on Feng Yu's face.

He walked back leisurely, and Wu Quan behind him shouted: "Holy Son, this, this is unreasonable." ”

Feng Yu flew into the sky, glanced indifferently at the monks on the ground, and said lightly: "Wuquan, you can gather all the clansmen of our martial arts clan." ”

Wu Quan was a little puzzled, "What about the guards and enslavements of the non-martial arts clan." ”

Feng Yu didn't speak, but flew lightly towards his dormitory.

Wu Quan was a little scared in his heart, if he had been a holy son in the past, he should have a murderous face now.

Now there is no murderous aura at all, it is so calm.

Feng Yu returned to his dormitory, and Jing Shu actually put on his clothes, and his whole body was intact, as if he had not been injured at all.

Seeing Feng Yu coming, Jing Shu immediately knelt down on her luggage, "Slave and maid see the Holy Son, thank you for saving your life." ”

Feng Yu was stunned and said, "You, you're all right?" ”

Jing Shu said in a low voice: "Thanks to the blessing of the Holy Son, I used the marrow washing medicine of the Holy Saint once. ”

Feng Yu showed a hint of a smile, "It's okay." ”

Jing Shu suddenly raised her head and said, "The slave has a matter, which is very urgent." Please listen to the Holy Son. ”