"Who are you?"

Ren Zihua was obviously curious about the source of this sound, and he went to the wall and leaned one ear down against the cold cell door.

"Answer my question first, rude little thing." The voice seemed to be a little dissatisfied, "I've been here for more than twenty years, but I didn't expect to be able to wait for my fellow inmates." ”

As he spoke, the dull and hoarse voice began to laugh to himself again, and the people were panicked when they heard it.

Twenty years...... Ren Zihua couldn't help frowning when he heard this, he couldn't be locked up for so long, and he didn't know what this person had done, he must have been a vicious person.

"I was wronged." Ren Zihua said righteously.

"Wronged?" The man's tone was clearly disbelieving, "Tell me how they wronged you?" ”

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At the same time, on the ground, the news that Ren Zihua was taken into the dungeon by the emperor has been spread all over the city for some reason, and the people who were already frightened by the previous vision are full of question marks at this moment.

Why was that Chosen Son, who had supreme sword energy, suddenly taken into the dungeon by His Majesty?

Did the vision have anything to do with him?

Just when the people in the city were talking, Feng Xiaolan, who had been in retreat and cultivating in the hall for a long time, finally pushed the door out.

At this moment, he had already relied on his own unique technique and the holy water he had obtained from His Majesty before, and had successfully broken through the sword qi realm that had been stranded for two years to the eighth level [Xuantian Realm].

After stepping into the eighth realm of sword qi, he deeply felt that his control over sword qi was obviously more comfortable, and the strength of sword qi had also increased terrifyingly.

After stepping into the eighth realm, it can be said that the swordsman has the strength of ten thousand enemies, and the swordsman of this realm will also awaken one of the three spirits (murderous, heroic, and arrogant) according to his own potential.

Of course, there are often very few talented swordsmen who can awaken this ability, and it is difficult to find one among tens of thousands of people.

After Feng Xiaolan left the gym, she thought about finding Ren Zihua and discussing with him about tomorrow's exam. However, when he found that Ren Zihua's phone couldn't get through, how could he have thought that the latter was already in a dungeon dozens of meters below at the moment?

Coincidentally, Zhao Kaifeng also ended his cultivation at this moment and walked out of the gym.

"Strange, what happened just now, I always feel that the ground is shaky......" He said with some wonder as he hung the long sword back on his waist, "Hey, why are you here?" ”

At this moment, Feng Xiaolan was staring at a ridiculously tall magic watchtower in the distance.

"Do you know where Ren Zihua went?" He asked, his eyes unable to take his eyes off the abrupt tower.

"I've been cultivating in the Dao Pavilion, aren't you with him?" Zhao Kaifeng replied a little strangely, and his eyes were quickly attracted by the watchtower that reached the sky, "When will it ......?"

Suddenly, Feng Xiaolan seemed to instinctively sense something, and hurriedly got up and flew in the direction of the palace, and when he saw a lot of people gathered on the central avenue leading to the palace in the air, he fell to the ground again.

He made his way through the layers of crowds to the center where they had gathered, only to find that the priest he had seen in the cathedral was surrounded by the people in the center.

"Students, we should all unconditionally believe in the will of the gods, follow the arrangement of the gods, for the sake of the world, for the survival of the Tang Dynasty, Ren Zihua must die!" At this moment, the priest's mood was still quite high, and while he raised the thick so-called canon in his hand, he almost hysterically said to the crowd, "Although Your Majesty has now sent it into the dungeon, you have not yet made up your mind to execute that scourge, and now what we should do is to go and advise Your Majesty together and help Your Majesty make the right decision!" ”

Obviously, Feng Xiaolan was stunned when he heard the priest's passionate speech at this moment, and he was almost as overwhelmed as Ren Zihua at that meeting.

But he had heard the story of the Divine Codex, but what was written on it?

How did the roommate, who was fine at noon, end up in a dungeon?

And just as he tried to clear his mind, more and more people were persuaded by the priest's remarks, after all, any normal person had heard the story of the canon, and the real canon in the priest's hand made them have to believe what he said.

Students, teachers, surviving ordinary people, businessmen and travelers, their hearts are all shaken at this moment.

Then the priest took out a joint copy of the cantata, on which his name and the names of many others were already signed. This means that many people have agreed and echoed this terrible admonition.

He now took out a recital to encourage everyone to sign it, so as to force the emperor to make a decision to execute Ren Zihua quickly.

As expected, almost everyone present signed their names one after another.

When the piece was handed to Feng Xiaolan, he stiffly glanced at the piece that had already signed many names, and what shocked him was not only that there were many signatures of high-ranking and powerful people on it, but also that he felt creepy that several of the names on it were actually his classmates.

At that moment, Feng Xiaolan couldn't believe what he was seeing, and he almost stayed where he was.

When the priest saw that he didn't write for a long time, he couldn't help but persuade: "What are you still hesitating about?" This son is killed by the destiny of heaven, not tolerated by all laws, unbearable by heaven and earth, and punished by everyone, do you think you can disobey the way of heaven? ”

The surrounding crowd also turned their prickly gazes to Feng Xiaolan, and the priest's vain words seemed to finally make Feng Xiaolan react a little, but he still didn't pick up the pen handed over by others.

"Why? Sign or not, don't sign and get out, the people behind are lining up! ”

"That's it, don't delay everyone's time, if you don't sign it, you'll leave, it's not bad for you!"

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, Feng Xiaolan finally raised his head and looked at the priest in front of him, and the loneliness and disappointment in his eyes at the moment immediately turned into irresistible anger.

"Don't look at me so terrible, the will of the gods, those who resist will die." For some reason, this priest, who was holding the divine canon in his hand and seemed to have the support of the gods behind him, suddenly felt afraid, and he didn't even dare to look directly into Feng Xiaolan's eyes.

"What is Destiny? Is it the broken book you're holding in your hand, or is it some so-called gods? ”

"Are you crazy?" The hairy boy in front of the meeting dared to say such arrogant words, and the priest's eyes widened in disbelief, "Those supreme beings, how can we blaspheme, even the emperor dare not say such stupid words!" ”

"I ask you, what is the Mandate of Heaven!"

Suddenly, an incomparable aura burst out from Feng Xiaolan's eyes, instantly shaking everyone present. Those who were still speaking disrespectfully just now suddenly seemed to lose their minds at that moment, and looked at him with dull eyes.

Even the priest, who was originally the most hostile to Feng Xiaolan, seemed to have lost his majesty at this moment, and he was stunned in place.

In the next second, everyone except Feng Xiaolan fell to their knees.

Everyone knelt down in fear and faced Feng Xiaolan, even the priest was no exception.

"Tell me about it, Father." At this moment, Feng Xiaolan looked down and knelt down to his priest, and asked unequivocally, the strong momentum made the latter tremble constantly, and after all, he couldn't spit out a word.

Finally, he glanced at the low-profile crowd in a boring manner, and finally used his sword skills to leave the place.

He went straight to the palace, as if he wanted to go to the emperor to ask for an explanation.

Feng Xiaolan left for a long time, and the people who fell to the ground were relieved and started fighting.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten what had just happened, except for the priest, who was still lying on the ground in fear, as if he did not dare to get up.

His eyes were dull, and he only muttered in his mouth: "Such a heroic spirit, this son will be a masterpiece among people in the future......"

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In the dungeon at this moment, Ren Zihua has already told the man who has been imprisoned for twenty years about the process of how he was wronged.

"Hey, I've told you everything, it's time for you to talk about it, right?" As he spoke, Ren Zihua looked at the direction of the ground faintly uneasily, and he didn't know what everyone would think if they knew that he was imprisoned in a dungeon......

"Who the hell are you?" Despite the restlessness in his heart, he couldn't help but ask.

The unkempt man also looked in the direction of the ground at this time, as if he longed for something in his eyes.

"That breath just now, it seems that a terrible guy has awakened......" As he spoke, he coughed a few more times, and the state of the whole person seemed to be not far from death, "You asked me who I am, do you really want to know?" I don't know if the people out there still remember me, but they should have a hard time remembering me......"

On the damp and dark ground, small insects crawled around from time to time, which made Ren Zihua never let go of his tense nerves for a moment.

"Listen up, little guy, I am the most awesome villain of all time - Mo Yun!"