Next.

Jiang Feng came to Zhenbei Prison as usual.

As soon as I arrived at the gate of the prison, I saw a large number of prisoner vans, parked outside.

People are coming in and out.

There are figures from the Yamen of Longdu, and there are also forbidden army personnel from the inner courtyard of the imperial city.

Jiang Feng didn't squint.

Walked straight to the third floor.

It was found that inside and outside the prison, the voices were noisy, and the team leaders and jailers were busy with the things at hand, helping to clean the cells or send prisoners into the cells.

"Prison Boss Jiang, you are here, the prison director said, let you go to him when you come."

When Wang Bantou saw Jiang Feng, he immediately said.

"Oh, good."

Jiang Feng nodded quietly, Han Dong and Bao Longwei went to the imperial city for a day and a night, and now they have returned to Zhenbei Prison, which is also a matter of course.

"I don't know what happened, since last night, a large number of people have been sent in, and many people came in with their dying and tortured outside."

Wang Bantou wiped the blood stains on his hands.

That's what he got when he helped the prisoner into his cell.

"Do things honestly, don't worry about the rest."

Jiang Feng reminded.

"Don't worry, I understand."

Wang Bantou hurriedly responded, following Jiang Feng for so long, four don't be spiritual, he reverses like a stream, he doesn't dare to talk nonsense on weekdays, only when no one is around, he dares to complain a few words in front of Jiang Feng.

In this regard, Jiang Feng is relaxed, as long as Wang Ban and the others don't cause trouble for him, he can understand some complaints.

Then he looked at who was being held in the cell that had been emptied.

Without exception.

Most of these people were injured.

Most of them have a certain amount of cultivation.

Some of them were severely tortured, some of them resisted when they were arrested, and they were seriously injured, Jiang Feng didn't know the identities of these people, but he knew in his heart that nine times out of ten, they were all members of the dark hall.

Although he killed many people that day.

But he knew that there were many more members of the Dark Hall hidden in Longdu than there were at the scene that day.

"The Imperial Beast Gate?"

Also at this time.

Jiang Feng saw a token of the Imperial Beast Gate from the waist of a seriously injured and dying person, and the word "black" in the token was a simple silver-gray color.

The other party's breath was intermittent, his limbs were broken, and the power of his qi and blood seemed to be discharged. But with Jiang Feng's cultivation, he could vaguely feel that this person was originally a middle-third-grade martial artist.

"It seems that the emperor is also tracking down the Royal Beast Gate and wants to give an explanation to the King of Zhennan, but unfortunately the list and task account book have been written, the Royal Beast Gate has taken refuge in the second prince, I want to see how the emperor Lao'er made Xiao Zhan believe that Xiao Ran's death has nothing to do with the second prince."

Jiang Feng said secretly in his heart.

Then he came to Han Dong's courtyard.

At this time, Han Dong was sitting alone in the room, thinking that after Xiao Ran's death, she would feel guilty and would borrow wine to kill her sorrows, but unexpectedly, she was reading an ancient book at this time.

"Prison Director, are you looking for me?"

Jiang Feng shouted at the gate of the courtyard.

"Come in."

Han Dong's voice was hoarse, and he didn't know if it was caused by crying or anger in his throat.

"Your Excellency."

Jiang Feng came to the house.

Han Dong put down the ancient book in her hand, her expression was a lot haggard, and when she heard Jiang Feng call her, she laughed at herself: "In your eyes, am I just the prison director?" ”

"Uh......"

Jiang Feng was a little overwhelmed.

He knew that for the next period of time, Han Dong would be the focus of many people, and he finally stayed out of the matter, and he didn't want to be involved anymore.

"I didn't mean anything else when I called you, I just wanted to tell you that the matter of the prison robbery has been dealt with, and the robbers and prisoners have died on the Black Iron Mountain, and the Holy One is not to blame."

Han Dong sighed secretly, instead of embarrassing Jiang Feng, she told Jiang Feng about the prison robbery, she knew that Jiang Feng must be worried about this, afraid of being implicated.

"Thank you."

Jiang Feng smiled.

Understand that the matter has been intercepted, and the value of luck can rise a little.

"Don't thank me first, tell me first, where were you the night before yesterday?"

Han Dong asked suddenly.

"Willow Alley."

Jiang Feng had expected it.

"Xiao Ran sent someone to look for you and asked you to come to Black Iron Mountain to help me, didn't you leave all night?"

Han Dong asked again.

She felt that there was something strange that night, so she investigated it herself, and learned from a government soldier that before they set off, Xiao Ran had sent someone to find Jiang Feng.

"No, he has a grudge against me, and I feel that if he passes, he will be bad for me."

Jiang Feng shook his head.

Han Dong fell into a brief silence.

Jin Muchuan robbed the prison and hit her hard, Xiao Ran blamed Jiang Feng for not stopping her, and she also knew about it.

If because of this, it would be normal for Jiang Feng not to go to Black Iron Mountain.

After thinking about it, Han Dong deliberately said, "He will never embarrass you again in the future." ”

"Thank you."

Jiang Feng pretended to be Han Dong to persuade Xiao Ran.

"Thank me, I don't have to, it's not that I help you, but he's dead."

Han Dong looked at Jiang Feng's eyes and said.

"Huh? Xiao Ran is dead, this ...... Are you sure? ”

Jiang Feng's face was full of incredulity, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes.

Han Dong kept staring at Jiang Feng, for fear of being fooled by Jiang Feng, and when she saw the smile in Jiang Feng's eyes, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You go, I want to be alone for a while." ”

She knew in her heart that Xiao Ran was dead, and if Jiang Feng didn't laugh secretly, it would be called abnormal.

"People can't be resurrected after death, please mourn!"

Jiang Feng comforted as he left.

"Xiao Ran didn't really die."

Han Dong said suddenly.

Jiang Feng, who was about to leave, froze.

Turning his head and asking, "Didn't you just say that he was dead?" ”

"He is indeed dead, but he is not completely dead, the Holy Lord has personally checked for Xiao Ran, Xiao Ran's physical body is complete, and there is still a trace of imperceptible vitality, as long as the immortal master of Yunguizong arrives, he summons Xiao Ran's soul in the Black Iron Mountain, and uses it to treat him with the top elixir, Xiao Ran can come back to life."

Han Dong explained.

"Summoning the soul of the dead and bringing people back to life, I have only seen it in folk secrets, but I didn't expect that I really have such a ability."

Jiang Feng felt incredible, and said with a shocked face.

Han Dong was looking at her, and he was also looking at Han Dong.

Both of them wanted to find out what was going on.

"If it weren't for the Holy Lord telling me personally, I wouldn't have thought that the immortal master of the Yungui Sect would have such an ability to defy the sky."

Han Dong looked directly at Jiang Feng's gaze and said.

"If you dare to call yourself an immortal master, you must have something extraordinary, and it comes from the mouth of the saint, Xiao Ran must be fine."

Jiang Feng couldn't help but nodded.

"I hope so, I'll go to Heitie Mountain to see him in a while, you go down first!"

Han Dong echoed.

"Hmm!"

Jiang Feng turned around and left.

Han Dong looked at Jiang Feng's back, and then continued to read.

After Jiang Feng returned, he first inspected the area of jurisdiction before returning to the workshop.

Sitting inside, Jiang Feng flipped through the documents and materials of the prisoners that had just been sent today.

Wang Bantou came to the workshop.

Then he came to Han Dong's house.

He said respectfully: "Your Excellency Prison Director, after returning to the prison chief, he first inspected the cell, and at this moment he is checking the information of the prisoners piled on the table in the workshop. ”

"I see, you go down!"

Han Dong nodded, and she continued to read.

Wang Bantou left very interestingly.

Wait until after he's gone.

Han Dong closed the book.

Said to himself: "Is it really not related to him, is it because I think too much?" ”

"A congenital powerhouse, how can he be congenital...... It's my suspicion. ”

Han Dong pinched her nose, after Xiao Ran died, she became suspicious, trying to find out the real cause of Xiao Ran's death.

Inside the workshop.

The content on the document, Jiang Feng couldn't remember at all at this time, and the things in his mind were all about Xiao Ran not dead yet, and it was very likely that he would be rescued by the immortal master of Yunguizong.

After going down the mountain at the beginning.

Looking at the luck value, he felt that something was wrong.

I'm worried that Xiao Ran is not dead.

Unexpectedly, in a word, Xiao Ran is really not dead.

"I knew that on that day, I should have cut off his head with a knife!"

"Hey, if you really cut off his head, how can others believe that he died in the hands of Jin Muchuan."

Jiang Feng thought about mending the knife at that time, but he was worried that the traces left by Jin Muchuan would be damaged, which made people suspicious, and he felt that Xiao Ran's breath was completely gone, so he concluded that he was dead, so he didn't do that.

Unexpectedly.

There is still a possibility that things will be reversed.

(End of chapter)