The internal force network around Han You's body subconsciously and instantly tightened, tightly bound to the outside of his body, and forcibly suppressed all abnormal movements.

And cut off all the five senses of the outside world, not seeing, not hearing, not touching, not smelling, not tasting.

It's as if the whole world has become pure chaos.

Even so, the mutation still raged in his spiritual world for a while before it gradually faded unwillingly.

In this way, after he recovered his five senses, he lowered his head as soon as he regained his five senses, and he didn't dare to look at it casually.

At this time, there were several sounds of bodies falling to the ground.

He didn't look over, but sensed it with the internal force network.

It was a few corpses whose heads had exploded.

It is estimated that he is not strong enough and looks at it casually like him just now.

The death was so miserable.

In the face of this scene, the emotions of the people around them were obviously more nervous, and some people even slowed down a little, I don't know if they regretted coming here.

But the warden in the carriage in front of him did not react, as if their life or death had nothing to do with him.

As we continued, the corpses were left far behind, unattended.

Finally reached the bottom of the tower.

On the plaque are two large pale gold letters.

"Southern Prison"!

At this time, the carriage had stopped, the curtain of the door was automatically lifted, and a figure slowly stepped down from the carriage.

Han You boldly glanced at it.

What was unexpected was not how fierce and stern the appearance was.

On the contrary, both in terms of clothing and appearance, they are very ordinary.

Just like an ordinary middle-aged man he saw on the road, dressed in cloth and with a scruffy beard.

The only difference is that the momentum on his body is as calm as a mountain, giving people an unshakable sense of majesty, and he only feels his own insignificance.

There is no doubt that it is definitely above the realm of the Great Grandmaster.

When the warden walked to the gate, the heavy gate carved with two huge dragon heads squeaked open with a loud sound.

He walked in slowly, and just as the crowd outside was overwhelmed, he heard his voice coming from inside.

"Come in."

The crowd hurried to follow.

Han You didn't fall into the middle without being the first and not falling to the last, unhurriedly maintaining the middle position, while carefully and selectively observing the prison here.

After passing through the gate, the temperature inside was noticeably warmer, and it was not as cold as the outside before.

The passage is paved with bluestone slabs, and a candle is hung every few meters on both walls, which dispels the darkness and gives people a bit of warmth.

The passage winds downward, and solid stairs seem to spread into the unknown depths.

After walking for another hundred meters or so, we reached the location of the real South Prison.

The first thing that came into view was a large underground area, with a huge brazier hanging from the top, the fire was blazing, and the ceiling was already a little charred.

Although the light was a little dim, it was enough for everyone to see the costumes here.

Five thick stone pillars stand in five places, south, south, north, west, and center, supporting the balance here.

On the wall to the left of the stone pillar are rows of various weapons and torture instruments, some of which are stained with blackened blood sacrifices, which seem to have been around for a long time.

On the right wall are nine rusty bronze gates in turn.

The three innermost doors were firmly locked with arm-thick chains, as if they didn't want people to enter or leave.

"Bell ......"

The sound of several wine glasses colliding attracted Han You's gaze back to the middle of the hall.

There were several scattered tables and chairs, one of which had several open flasks, some of which had been poured on the table and looked like they had finished drinking.

Just as they entered, two men in dark red uniforms were chatting while drinking, waiting for the warden of the Southern Prison to snort coldly before they could react.

He hurriedly got up and bowed respectfully.

"I've seen the Warden!"

"Where's Lao He?"

The warden seemed to be used to it, so he didn't care, and walked over to pick up a pot of wine while asking, and poured it directly into his mouth.

The two men replied, "There was some movement on the eighth floor just now, and Captain He has already gone to deal with it." ”

As he spoke, their eyes were also secretly looking at Han You and the others, and their eyes seemed to light up.

"My lord, are these newcomers?"

"Hmm." The warden nodded, "I'm going to go to the eighth floor to have a look, there's always something restless after a long time." You two are going to settle them according to the old rules. ”

Without waiting for a response, he walked directly to a door on the right side of the wall, pushed it open and an upward staircase appeared, stepping in, and the door closed slowly and automatically.

When he was gone, the two old jailers breathed a sigh of relief, smiled on their faces, and looked back at the newcomers.

The atmosphere seemed to have eased a lot.

However, as soon as the other party's words came out in the next second, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly froze.

"Since you have chosen to come to us, you should know a little bit of the rules."

The jailer on the left smiled, and the corners of his mouth hooked: "Now if you have anything valuable, take it out as soon as possible to honor and honor us, otherwise it will be too late when it is distributed." ”

The one on the right also said: "That's right, since the lord has already sent a message to hand you over to us for distribution, where you want to go when the time comes, it's just a matter of our thoughts." ”

"It's not so easy for us in this southern prison, if we're unlucky, maybe we won't see the sun tomorrow."

Han You didn't expect to encounter extortion when he first came here, and he was so blatant, which was really a bit surprising.

While they were thinking about it, the two men had already begun to search one by one.

"That's all you have?"

The first person's strength was only eight grades, and he was directly pressed down and groped up and down, and forcibly took off a string of pendants.

That's the only one.

"Wait, that's a relic left to me by my mother......" The eight-rank martial artist begged and tried to struggle, but he couldn't get out of it.

The jailer even knocked him to the ground with a single punch, and then stomped him heavily on the back.

The eight-rank martial artist spit out a mouthful of blood, and his breath suddenly fell.

Where is there still the strength to resist.

"Waste, it's estimated that it won't live long like this." The jailer said casually, "You can go to Group A." It just so happened that a lot of people died over there a while ago, and there was a serious shortage of people. ”

This was followed by the second.

With the experience of the past, the second person was a nine-rank martial artist, but he didn't dare to resist, and directly consciously took out the valuable things on his body and handed them to the other party.

"Well, it's kind of acquaintance." The two jailers smiled, "You have some potential, stay and do logistics." It's usually not a big deal. ”

Saying that, he patted him on the shoulder, and the nine-rank martial artist was also flattering.

Soon it was the third, the fourth......

There are both rich and unrich here, and those who have no money will also be impatient to search for it themselves, and they really can't find good things before they scold and release people, but when they arrange positions, they go to the group with the fastest dead people in their mouths.

Of course, there are individual who are not convinced.

This kind was also beaten severely. The most ruthless even broke two legs directly......

Looking at the miserable appearance of less air inlet and more air out, it is estimated that he will not live long.