Call!

"It's your honor!"

The young master of the east moved his body, which had been trapped for a long time, and then rushed into the distance.

As expected, the four people who fell to the ground in the jungle were Zhang Xiang and others.

The young master of the east stepped forward and flipped through it, and sure enough, he found two Putuo diagrams.

"It's all here!"

He grabbed one piece from the Arctic official before, and Jiang Shan took two pieces from Qi Men, and now counting these two pieces, it just happens to be collected.

These people are really timely and sensible!

"Haha!"

The young master laughed happily.

Turning back, he took out the other three, one in the middle, four around him, and the buckles between the gaps were very obvious, and they were put together like a book, but as soon as they were put together, they heard a bang, and one of them was jerked out.

"What??"

"It's a fake!"

The young master picked up the piece, pinched it hard, and shattered it, and a token fell out of it, with the word "ghost hand" written on it.

"Dare to lie to me!"

The young master of the east subconsciously thought that Jiang Shan was lying to him, no, if you look closely, the fake was snatched from the Arctic official.

The Arctic officer doesn't know that this piece of himself is a fake?

The young master of the east remembered that rumor, could it be that the Arctic official was deceived by the ghost hand?

Or was it hidden by the Arctic officials?

It's too bad, the Arctic official has been killed, where can I find that piece?

The young master of the east felt dizzy, he had been planning for so long, and he was stuck in the last step, he was unwilling!

"You can only rely on the Gyroscope and the Purgatory Gate!"

The rivers and lakes are so big that he can't control them alone, he needs more people to help him find out the news, as for the power of the five holy lands, he doesn't dare to ask more, for fear of being found out, what awaits him may not be a verbal blame.

………………

Purgatory City, Xicheng District.

A group of people were as thin as dry wood, still climbing the stairs step by step, the jailer's whip whipped on their bodies one by one, and they could not cry out in pain, otherwise more severe torture awaited them, sweat dripping through the frosted rocks in winter, like rain, and the charcoal fire piled together in the center around did not warm the hearts of the prisoners, whether it was winter or summer, it was like an ice cellar, cold, and painful.

Zhao Lai's troubles, the worries of the major officials, can't be affected here, Purgatory City is not a good place in the first place, and Xicheng is the bottom, the lives of prisoners here are cheaper than dogs, no one will pay attention to what is happening outside, and the same is true for the jailers.

Among the black prisoners, a thief named Yang Cong carefully observed every corner of Xicheng District, such eyes were different from others, full of spirit and intention, he could only look up occasionally, and most of the time he had to keep his head down like others, and insist on trying to climb every staircase.

Luckily, the people here don't pay attention to what you look at or where you look, because no matter what you do, it's useless, and the Purgatory City is just an impregnable wall, and birds can't fly in.

Yang Cong has a good memory, he wrote down these places to facilitate his escape in the future, he was waiting for an opportunity, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Of course, such an important matter cannot be said to the public, but there is no need to hide the intention of escaping, no matter which prisoner does not want to stay here, but they all know that it is impossible to escape.

Ridicule is always indispensable, and Yang Cong doesn't care, but tells the few prisoners who are good friends with him very seriously that they must hold on until the day when the weak period comes.

"Do you think Qi Zimo dares to come?"

Yang Cong: "Of course! Why else did he make an oath! ”

"Don't say that Qi Zimo can't beat the emperor, I'm afraid he can't even beat the powerful officials!"

Yang Cong: "Perhaps, he can think of a good way, no need to fight!" ”

Yang Cong knows a little bit of the inside story, and he is also helping Qi Zimo from the side, but what he can do is very limited and cannot play a key role, and the difference in strength between the two sides is too big, not to mention outsiders, even Yang Cong himself doesn't believe it.

But here, if you don't believe it, what else can you do?

I can only believe that this is a hope, a motivation to keep going.

Yang Cong has practiced a magical skill over the years, which can accumulate qi in the body, and part of the inhaled qi is supplied to the body, and part of it is lost to the purgatory city in the body, and a small part can be saved, this part is lost to an ability, the ability of a person to stay in the purgatory city, this ability does not use a lot of qi, but the little qi that Yang Cong has saved is obviously not enough, and he can only keep this ability from dissipating, and occasionally play a role.

However, it is very important for that person to know the movements of the Purgatory Gate and some inside information, and to know himself and his opponent, so that he can take the initiative in his own hands.

Yang Cong knew that the person was not here to save himself, but it was impossible for Purgatory City to agree, if he wanted to save people, he had to make a big fuss, whether he succeeded or not, it would cause chaos, and then it would be his chance to escape.

"Eat!"

A jailer walked up to Yang Cong, kicked over a steamed bun stained with, and said in a commanding tone.

Yang Cong immediately picked it up and took a few bites, the period of weakness was approaching, he had waited for so many years, he didn't want to offend the jailer at this critical time, which would lead to failure.

Seeing Yang Cong like a dog eating, the jailer no longer embarrassed him, but kicked the steamed buns to others.

Xicheng has been settled a lot recently, and the fierce suicides in the past have stopped, although he doesn't believe that Qi Zimo can succeed, but after so many years, he is the one who dares to be the enemy of Purgatory City.

The prisoners could only put their expectations on Qi Zimo.

Otherwise, what they have to face is a life of pigs and dogs that are stained with feces and urine and have no dignity all day long.

"Ahh

A prisoner had his eyeballs deducted because of a hint of stubbornness in his eyes.

"Ahh

One of the prisoners had been peeled off a layer of skin because he had walked a few steps too slowly.

"Ahh

A prisoner was broken because he didn't eat steamed buns.

Countless prisoners endure torture here, the pain is only a small part, it is very common, dignity, expectation of being deprived is the greatest humiliation, and the physical and mental exhaustion makes many people forget what life they lived before.

Do whatever you want, eat whatever you want, but you are still not satisfied, compete for fame and fortune, and end up becoming a prisoner of purgatory, eating and drinking urine from time to time.

If I can go out in the future, I will definitely put these things down and enjoy it.

I think so, but I don't necessarily do it.

"Say, are you a traitor?"

"No, no, I'm not!"

"Don't admit it!"

"Ahh

The jailers were idle, making fun of the prisoners and making them traitors to the purgatory gates.

One of the prisoners did not admit that his tendons had been cut.

Throw it back and find a second one.

"Are you a traitor?"

"Yes, yes, I'm a traitor!"

"Ahh

"How dare you be a traitor!"

The second traitor saw that the first person was so miserable, and hurriedly admitted it, but he also had his hand cut off.

More and more screams in Xicheng District spread to Nancheng District, and the jailers here also began to torture the prisoners, putting aside all the fears of the past, maybe it was the original intention, maybe it was because of something.

Xicheng and Nancheng quarreled one after another, but it made Zhao Lai and the officials in a smooth mood, a strange feeling recently made them very scared, just like they were going to be caught by some monster, Leng Buding would be startled by himself, Zhao Lai is better, after all, he is in power now, he can kill whoever he wants, the power is in his hands, which offsets some of this feeling, but the power officials below can't, and they suffer from this strange feeling all the time, and when they hear the screams, they suddenly become less afraid, as if they have become a monster itself, and they want to arrest people, Killing people is the only way to satisfy one's desires.

Some people died, but not completely......