(When I got to the key place, I didn't dare to put pen to paper easily.) ）

Hearing Aunt Sun's question, Du Linlou's left hand holding the knife tightened, although his action of holding the handle of the knife was very slight, but it was in full view of Aunt Sun, looking at the white joints of Du Linlou's left hand, Aunt Sun knew that it must be the question she asked that made Du Linlou's heart touch.

"You can choose not to answer. Looking at Du Linlou, Aunt Sun said softly, as if she was looking for a step for Du Linlou, but it can be seen from the expectation in Aunt Sun's eyebrows that Aunt Sun actually hopes that Du Linlou can answer her question - after all, this is a question that involves too many people and too many things.

Life is always faced with this or that problem, like Mrs. Sun, who has been tenacious and persistent for the belief in her heart, doing something that is paranoid to the point of being unreasonable or unimaginable in the eyes of others, if there is a glimmer of opportunity, Mrs. Sun naturally does not want to miss it.

"I'm sure you've heard of someone in prison. Thinking of that dark life, a strange expression suddenly appeared on Du Linlou's face, followed by a powerful aura coming out of the waning moon scimitar, but this breath was not aggressive, it seemed that Du Linlou was secretly adjusting his own emotions - the years in prison carried too many memories of Du Linlou, because in it Du Linlou not only had to endure darkness, loneliness, When Du Linlou, who was out of prison, saw the blue sky and white clouds at the moment, he knew that what he had been resisting in his heart was the disgust of this cage, to be exact, it should be the yearning for freedom.

In a sense, when Du Linlou looked at the three imprisoned people in the dungeon, the dungeon was also imprisoning Du Linlou, there was also no freedom, no light, although there was a future, but I didn't know when the future would appear.

"I only know that there is Long Xiangtian of Tianshui Country locked up inside. Looking at Du Linlou, Aunt Sun replied seriously.

"There were three people in there. Du Linlou, who hung his head slightly, seemed to fall into some kind of memory, "An old man who likes to write, a middle-aged man who looks gentle and elegant, and ......" Speaking of this, Du Linlou paused, "There is also a strange person who sits facing the wall all day long." ”

"I don't know if these three people have scars on their hands because I'm across the door from them. Du Linlou's face was bitter, "In the cage within the cage, inside and outside the door is another world." ”

Seeing Du Linlou say this, Aunt Sun was silent for a while, and then looked up at the sun outside, I don't know why, Aunt Sun suddenly felt a little chill around her.

Du Linlou didn't say anything more, he who was holding the knife in his left hand suddenly frowned at this time, and then looked at the north, his gaze was firm and fierce, as if he could see what was happening in the north through the thick overlapping walls.

"Someone died. After saying this, Du Linlou got up and glanced at Aunt Sun deeply, and then walked towards the north, step by step.

Looking at the departing Du Linlou, Su Qin frowned, he felt that this young man was very strange, he was obviously very young but had an aura that was difficult for others to match, who was this person? But as soon as this thought sounded in Su Qin's heart, two people walked towards Su Qin.

Walking in front was Aunt Sun, who Su Qin had dealt with, and walking behind was Qi Wanfu, the housekeeper of the Lu Mansion whom Su Qin had met.

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In a dark place in the depths of the palace, because of the good ventilation conditions, the walls and tables and chairs around the dungeon are not damp, on the contrary, because of the frequent cleaning of people, outside the three black doors that I don't know what to cast, the clean desk, and the spacious bed, make everyone who steps here for the first time feel that this is not a dungeon at all, but a place of refuge with an elegant environment - lost freedom, even if you walk in the world and can see the vast world, you are still in a deep cage.

Because it was daytime, the rays of sunlight shone on the walls, shining on some invisible places in the black door, but these lights did not make the whole dungeon brighter, so in front of each black door there were two torches with blue smoke burning - they had been burning for many years no one knows, but they were never extinguished.

Inside the first black door, an old man held a brush dyed with ink, looking at the white paper in front of him, as if thinking about what to write.

The thick iron chain of his arm was tied to the bare white bones on his legs, perhaps because of his frequent walking, the white bones where the iron chains and the white bones met had been worn, although there was no bloodstain, but it was shocking, the old man seemed to be unaware of the iron chains on his legs, just quietly looked at the white paper in front of him.

There is a dot on the white paper, which is a bright spot in the dungeon after the sunlight from the sky to the ground is refracted through several copper mirrors.

As the old man breathed, the impurities in the dungeon air continued to roll in this light.

I don't know whether to look at the sun or the white paper, the old man finally sighed, and with a flick of his wrist, a word appeared in front of him.

Black and white in one go.

Looking at the words on it, a wry smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, and then silently threw the paper into the pile of paper behind him.

Mahayana Buddhism in Buddhism focuses on emptiness, while Hinayana Buddhism focuses on suffering. As for those cultivators in the Heavenly Dragon Pavilion of the Tianshui Kingdom, what they valued more was death. Therefore, twenty years ago, the Tianlong Pavilion Lord, who was famous all over the world, wrote the most word in the dungeon over the years was the word death.

Die.

If the cultivator never forgets this word, the Tao will become self-contained.

Just as Long Xiangtian continued to grind, the elegant man in the black door in the middle looked up at the roof forged of stainless steel above his head, not knowing what to think, so he maintained this posture for half a pillar of incense, and he suddenly said faintly, "That young man has been gone for five days." ”

The entire dungeon echoed for five days, and no one spoke.

"Don't you two think it's strange?" he continued, seeing that no one answered, and his hair and sideburns were occasionally snow-white, "That young man's kung fu is good, if I'm not mistaken, there must be something wrong outside." ”

"I would like the Tianshui Kingdom to incorporate every inch of the Yan Kingdom into its territory, but do you think it is possible?" Long Xiangtian said while grinding at this time.

"What's impossible, as long as I can get out, this world is not ready to be captured?"

"Chen Qianfan, are you Demon Sect people so arrogant?" Hearing what the elegant man said, Long Xiangtian replied with a sneer.

"Believe it or not, I feel the breath of the Yellow Spring Knife. When Chen Qianfan said this, a little excitement appeared on his originally calm face.

"That kid's waning moon scimitar is no worse than the Huangquan knife. Long Xiangtian said and put the brush in his hand on the inkstone, "No one has come over in the past five days, has Lu Tianxing forgotten the three of us?"

"It's just the two of us, and the man in the cage to my west is probably dead. Chen Qianfan said this with a hint of sadness, "I haven't heard any movement inside for several days." ”

"Die or die, sooner or later we will all die of old age here. Long Xiangtian looked at the dry bones on his legs and laughed self-deprecatingly, "Devil Chen, do you know the origin of the person in your west?"

"I don't know, but it shouldn't be a nobody, you must know that the people who can be locked up here by Lu Tianxing are all masters like you and me who will cause chaos in the world if they go out. "Although what Chen Qianfan said was a bit arrogant, it was the truth-Long Xiangtian, the former pavilion master of Tianshui Pavilion, and Chen Qianfan, the thirty-ninth generation leader of the Demon Sect, any of these two names would be disturbing if they appeared on the mainland.

"I'm not a famous person, which makes the two of them laugh. At this time, a voice came from the black door on Chen Qianfan's right, which sounded a little dull and a little bland.

"If I'm not mistaken, are you Lu Tianyu?" Hearing the voice in the black door on the right, Chen Qianfan and Long Xiangtian both closed their mouths, and were silent for a moment Chen Qianfan said.

The man inside the black gate on the right did not answer.

"I was locked in by Lu Tianyu, and I have been here for twenty years, you say that he is Lu Tianyu, so who is the current Emperor of Yanguo?" Long Xiangtian frowned at this time, obviously a little incredulous.

"Lu Tianyu is dead. As if remembering something, the person on the far right sighed softly after saying this.

At this moment, there was a sudden squeak in the dungeon, where no sound had been heard for five days, followed by footsteps slowly coming from a distance.

"Someone is coming. After Chen Qianfan finished speaking, he came to the black door, he wanted to see who it was.

But when he saw the person who came into view, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes - the person who appeared in the underground dungeon at this moment was Zhang Duanzhang, the current national teacher of Yanguo, and Chen Qianfan was locked up here after Zhang Duanzhang designed to be captured.

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Ningguo Imperial Palace, Xijing Garden.

Ning Blueberry stood at the door, looking at the rows of blueberry trees in the corner of the courtyard with some stupidity, she clearly remembered that in two months it would be the season for these blueberry blossoms, but ...... Thinking of some clips, the corners of Ning Blueberry's eyes, which had been clenching his fists and telling him to be stronger, still became a little moist.

"Miss your mother?" Ye Qianshui, who pretended to be Luo Xiyue, came behind Ning Blueberry at this time and asked in a low voice, after speaking, Ye Qianshui saw that Ning Blueberry's shoulders trembled a little, and Ye Qianshui, who was squatting down, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Ning Blueberry's eyes with his thumb.

"Do you want to avenge your mother?" looked at Ning Blueberry Ye with a sad face, and asked softly.

Although Ning Blueberry didn't answer, he nodded heavily.

"Then listen to me and wait a few days, and then your father will send troops north. Speaking of this, Ye Wanshui got up and looked into the distance, and then said affirmatively, "Trust me." ”