What's more, the Great Jin and the Great Jin are incompatible, but the Great Jin will not worry about what other countries are worried about.

In order to make up enough for the coil on the road, he actually sold his own sister, whom his parents protected from being known, to the land of Fireworks Willow Lane, only in exchange for ten silver coins.

When his parents found out, they naturally refused to kill this rebel son who had lost his conscience.

No one knows how he escaped from his angry parents.

He crossed the mountains and mountains, who would have thought that a ten-year-old child, alone, with ten silver coins, left from the north to the Southern Jin Dynasty.

I don't know how I learned the skills of a yin person halfway.

When he arrived in Dajin, he was not a peaceful lord.

In order to live, it is as small as stealing chickens and dogs, and as big as burning, killing and looting.

With a group of bandits looting villages, the killers are not much more ruthless than those brutal bandits.

Whether it is a man or a woman, old or young, he will kill it correctly!

At a young age, his hands were stained with blood, and when he was caught by the imperial court, his explanation was simple.

Want to live......

And Xia Yunqiu wanted to teach this prince a painful lesson by his unscrupulous mentality.

But he never thought that he would be a son of a family who had never experienced the battlefield of Shura.

In front of such a terrifying ten-year-old child, even if he had doubts in his heart, it was impossible to shoot at him so decisively.

But His Royal Highness the Prince still did not hesitate to make a move, and he did it so thoroughly and ruthlessly.

The boy, Cao Gen, seemed to be accustomed to the pain from the wound on his severed hand.

The corners of his mouth were still hanging with the blood left by eating bloody steamed buns, and he looked calmly at the brightly dressed boy outside the cell.

finally spoke: "I ate the steamed buns, you promised me not to care." ”

These were the first words he said when he entered this dungeon from Ling Tiansu.

Even if he was framed with a steamed bun design at the beginning, he didn't ask him to help get the steamed bun.

Now, just to confirm whether he can really continue to live, he spoke.

The voice was still immature, but the calm expression on his face was by no means something that a ten-year-old child could express.

Ling Tiansu narrowed his eyes and said, "Of course." ”

Hearing this promise, the child laughed, and his smile was very happy.

The smile seemed to say that as long as you can survive, it is the best thing in the world.

"Can I take my hand back, then?" he laughed, tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Ling Tiansu knew that in fact, what he really wanted was not his severed hand, but the black needle in his hand.

He smiled and held out two fingers and pinched the black needle.

When you get closer, you can smell a faint fishy smell, obviously coated with highly poisonous liquids.

This little guy also has some skills, and he doesn't know how to bring this harmful poisonous needle into this Dali Temple.

Death row prisoners like them had to go through a naked examination before being imprisoned in the dungeon of this Dali Temple.

In order to prevent this group of murderers from bringing weapons into trouble without permission.

Although a poisoned needle is small, most of the jailers in Dali Temple are from Rashomon.

The eyes are like torches, and for such a trivial matter as a body search, it is naturally impossible to hide a little cattiness.

Then there is only one possibility, this quenched needle can only be hidden inside his body.

As for where he was hiding, Ling Tiansu felt a little disgusted and didn't want to think about it, but he naturally wouldn't let him leave this poisonous needle to continue harming people.

Blue flames scorched and jumped at his fingertips.

Under Cao Gen's disappointed gaze, the small needle with weak cow hair suddenly turned into a line of molten iron and turned into a puddle clinging to the ground.

Ling Tiansu kicked his severed hand closer to him, and said very generously: "Okay, take it." ”

Cao Gen took a deep look at him, as if he wanted to remember his appearance in his heart.

Then he bowed his head deeply, stretched out his left hand, which was as thin as a chicken claw, and picked up his severed hand.

The body shrunk into a ball and slowly disappeared into the darkness that the candle flame could not illuminate.

Ling Tiansu patted the filth off his hands, stood up and smiled at Xia Yunqiu, who had been standing behind him.

"Today, you calculated me, although it didn't work, but this son wrote it down, and if there is a chance in the future, he will definitely return the gift, and ask Lord Xia to have a good life. ”

"Heh, I'm looking forward to that day, please don't disappoint His Royal Highness. Xia Yunqiu sneered disdainfully.

Ling Tiansu nodded and said, "Also, today's incident has disappointed the adults once, and I will definitely surprise you next time." ”

With a pun, Ling Tiansu laughed and walked towards the depths of the dungeon.

Xia Yunqiu slowly followed, and her cold gaze fell on him.

He laughed in a low voice: "I'm afraid that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World was surprised first." ”

Although the volume of speech is low, with Ling Tiansu's cultivation, he can hear it clearly.

His brows furrowed slightly, a trace of gloom crossed his eyes, and he faintly guessed something in his heart.

The depths of the dungeon are so dark that you can't see clearly.

I don't know if it was the atmosphere deliberately created by Xia Dribbling and Qiu, even the dim candle flame on the stone wall was extinguished here.

Ling Tiansu's footsteps stopped, and there was a faint sound of breathing in the darkness ahead.

"Tick ...... Tick ...... "There seems to be some thick liquid lying on the ground."

The strong smell of blood that came to his face, Ling Tiansu had only smelled this smell when Xia Yunqiu met.

Although it is very light, it is exactly the same as the strong smell of blood here.

Although for humans, the smell of blood does not make a difference.

But Ling Tiansu is different, he is a half-demon, sensitive to smells, and can distinguish the breath in the blood.

Ling Tiansu tilted his head slightly, looking at the cold candle flame on the stone wall candlestick.

He pulled out the frost leaves, and "slashed" across the hard green rock wall.

He didn't think about destroying the stone wall here, but instead held the frost leaf, and the back of the knife cut a bright spark on the stone wall.

At that moment, the spark reflected a bloodied woman in the prison in front of her.

The spark was fleeting, but it lit the candle on the menorh.

The candle flame was faintly burning, and Ling Tiansu glanced lightly at the woman in the prison who was bound by iron chains and couldn't see her face clearly.

Then, calmly using the same method, the candle on the other side is also lit.

The dimly lit dungeon was illuminated by a faint candle flame, and Ling Tiansu silently returned the frost leaves to the sheath.

Said to Xia Yunqiu: "Open the door." ”

Xia Yunqiu didn't follow his order and immediately opened the door, but said to himself: "It seems that your performance is much calmer than Gu Jinyan's. ”

After speaking, his cold face squeezed out a mocking smile: "But think about it, after all, she is Gu Jinyan's sister, and she has nothing to do with you, His Royal Highness, but it's okay, although you have a little friendship with the young master of the Gu family, I still hope that Your Highness can handle this matter impartially." ”

Ling Tiansu said: "This is nature, you open the door first." ”

Xia Yunqiu shook his head and said: "No, this woman is brave and good at fighting, extremely brave, and she is a famous general of the Great Jin Dynasty, if she rashly opens the prison door and hurts His Royal Highness, it is not easy to say." ”

Ling Tiansu sneered, only to feel that this excuse was simply perfunctory!

The woman inside was breathing so faintly that she could barely hear her, apparently subjected to severe torture.

Not to mention whether she could hurt him with a shot, Ling Tiansu knew that she had never resisted on the way she was escorted by Rashomon to Dali Temple.

It can be seen that this woman also knows very well that if she is wrong, she will accept the punishment she deserves.

With her strength, she wanted to escape at that time, and with the protection of the Gu family, the court really couldn't do anything about her for a while.

Besides, now that she was so badly injured, even if she wasn't bound by that chain now, I am afraid it would be difficult for her to stand up on her own.

knew in his heart that this was Xia Yunqiu's deliberate embarrassment, and Ling Tiansu didn't want to waste time by entangling with him too much.

Unable to bear the last trace of patience, he asked without being salty: "This door...... Are you open, or not?"

"Forgive me. ”

Xia Yunqiu sneered in his heart, although your Ye family's identity is amazing.

But after all, this is Dali Temple, the territory of Rashomon.

No matter how valuable the status of the big man in the DPRK and China is, when he comes here, he has to weigh himself well, and he does not dare to make a mistake.

Just a junior, dare to destroy this prison door?

"Boom !!"

As if he had to do something with his thoughts, a loud sound of metal crumbling and breaking suddenly resounded in the silent prison.

The faint flame of the candle shook uneasily from the great movement, pulling and swaying the shadows of the two of them against the stone wall.

The prison gate where Gu Ran was held was made of refined iron, and without a key, it was indeed difficult to shake.

But if it is smashed down with the weight of a huge mountain, no matter how much he refines refined iron, it will collapse violently!

And the cold winter in Ling Tiansu's hands has a weight like a mountain.

The cold winter was not pulled out of the sheath as unwilling to be lonely like the frost leaves, and the blade was still safely parked in the scabbard.

But there is no special situation in the weight of dark gold, Ling Tiansu will not hide it, he even sheathed the knife, and slammed it on the prison door with overwhelming momentum.

I saw that the iron fence with the thickness of an adult's arm was broken inch by inch by a majestic force, and the metal cracked like a thunderclap!

Not to mention the iron gates, the entire prison fence was shaken open as if it were rising from the ground, and it was scattered and scattered.

The power in Ling Tiansu's hands was very skillfully controlled, and the splattered broken steel was deeply nailed into the Qinggang stone wall.

But none of them touched the corner of Gu Ran, who had a faint breath.

Xia Yunqiu's face was covered with a layer of stiffness, and he opened his mouth wordlessly.

How dare he do that?!

Ling Tiansu maintained the posture of holding the knife, tilted his head and sneered: "I said, if you don't do it, then I will open the door by myself." ”

The loud sound seemed to wake up the tired and sleeping Gu Ran, and she struggled to lift her blood-stained face.

The half-open eyes were still bright, calmly looking at the two people in front of him.

Xia Yunqiu said in a deep voice: "This is Dali Temple, not a place where you can go wild casually." The tone was full of warnings.

Ling Tiansu casually put the heavy mountain of winter on his shoulders and said, "Let me ask you, who is in charge of Gu Ran's case now?"

A cold light flashed in Xia Yunqiu's eyes, and he said, "It's His Royal Highness the Prince of the World." ”

(PS: There is another shift in the evening.) ）

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