When the other prisoners in the prison saw the middle-aged man walking out of the cell and regaining his freedom, they were no longer arrogant, but begged Zhuge Chen to release them. Even the most heinous people have their own things that can make them worry. They were arrested by the royal family and imprisoned in a prison cell, which may not really endanger the safety of the people, but can only be said to have violated the interests of the royal family.

And in the prison, their realm has been robbed of all the surrounding walls that have been specially built. Even if you leave this place, it will take a month to recover.

Zhuge Chen swept his gaze over each of their faces, and without saying anything, he wanted to walk deeper into the heavenly prison. He didn't dare to guarantee that the royal family would have no backhand, and if there were really cultivators from the Dao realm who came to stop him, there would be no way to guarantee the safety of the father and son in the city. But the heavenly prison was huge, and even Haoran's sword qi was like a headless fly in it, which also gave him some headaches.

It wasn't until Zhuge Chen passed through a cell where a young man in purple was held that he was stopped by the other party. In fact, Zhuge Chen had already discovered the other party, the man was wearing purple clothes, if the momentum was not enough, it would easily make people feel that such a match was a bit funny. But even if the man's appearance is not handsome, but a pair of eyes with evil intentions can easily make people feel a chill down their spines when they collide with his gaze.

Bai Yi looked at each other through the railing and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"I know the whereabouts of the two people you want to rescue, it's a father and son, right?" the man in purple said with a strange smile: "Coincidentally, they were in the cell opposite me at the time, and then they were sent deeper." I was also idle and bored, listened to a lot of their conversations, and talked a lot myself. He told me that if he really can't get out of trouble, someone will definitely come to save him, can't it be you?"

Zhuge Chen nodded lightly and said, "Go on, where are the two of them now?"

The man in purple spread his hands, stretched out the railing and put it in front of Zhuge Chen's eyes. He cautiously looked at the changes in the expression on the white-clothed face, and after knowing that the other party did not harm him, he said: "You should be a sword immortal, right?

Zhuge Chen frowned, not wanting to entangle with the man in purple. Looking at the other party's appearance, he only knew so much, and he didn't even know the safety of the father and son in the city now. It's not that he cares about money, it's just that who wants to do it?

"This sword immortal, what are you afraid of? I want nothing more than money and freedom, and they are both things that you can easily do. One of us pays money in exchange for information, and the other collects money freely, and there is no fairer deal in the world. And if the Sword Immortal is arrogant, maybe I can help the Sword Immortal find those two!" The purple-clothed man smiled mysteriously, looking at Zhuge Chen to see if he would believe his words.

Obviously, Zhuge Chen didn't do this, he just threw out a Luoxia coin casually and prepared to leave.

"Sword Immortal, don't go. Just as Zhuge Chen took the first step, a voice sounded behind him: "If I say that this heavenly prison was built by my father's generation? Sword Immortal believe it or not? If there is anyone in the imperial capital who knows the structure of the heavenly prison best, I think I am the most deserved." Even if I don't know where the father and son are now, it's better to spend some time looking for them than for the Sword Immortal to search for them yourself, isn't that the truth?"

Zhuge Chen hesitated for a moment, and then listened to the purple-clothed man continue: "It's not unreasonable for the Sword Immortal not to believe me, after all, being in the Heavenly Prison is either evil or evil, and no matter how bad it is, it is a person who has offended the royal family. Are you afraid that I will betray you on the verge of rebellion? I don't think there is any need for this, not to mention how much I hate the royal family, just because the Sword Immortal broke into this place, wouldn't he have been put on the royal family's must-kill list? If I didn't guess much, the Sword Immortal should have been fighting with the royal family long ago, right?"

The man in purple kept thinking about it, as if he was talking to Zhuge Chen about the reason, but in fact, he was talking to himself. As a cultivator, it is normal for mad demons to be mad, so Bai Yi didn't take it seriously. He just frowned and nodded slightly.

Just like the man in purple said, the road to the heavenly prison is complicated, if he wants to spend energy to find it, he will definitely be able to find the city lord's father and son, but time waits for no one. He was now sure that the royal family knew his whereabouts, and that the back hand must be on the way here. He didn't know how powerful the other party was, but he would definitely be a cultivator of the Realm of Perfection. There will also be crossbowmen wandering away from Zhuge Chen's side, not giving him a chance to circulate his qi.

This is the most lethal for cultivators, otherwise a cultivator in the realm of the Dao realm would be enough to serve thousands of troops.

After the cultivator's qi machine is exhausted, only by invoking the qi machine again in the cultivation path can he return his killing power to the peak. But at this time, the cultivator's body is weak, and it is only one line stronger than mortals, and he can't resist the special crossbow arrows.

Among the cultivators, it is the sword cultivator who has the longest qi. But he was trapped in the enemy army and was still helpless.

"I'll just say that Sword Immortals can distinguish between right and wrong. The purple-clothed man laughed and said, "Next, as long as the Sword Immortals follow behind me, I will do my best to find them!"

However, Zhuge Chen suddenly stopped him and asked, "Why do you want to help me so much?"

The purple-clothed man sighed, turned around and asked, "Sword Immortal has to know, it's a little embarrassing." "I love

Zhuge Chen nodded slowly, two lives, one is still his friend, so he can't be careless. If there is someone in the royal family who is good at layout and deliberately arranges such a backhand, he doesn't even have the means to prevent it.

"When those two came that day, they brought a few jugs of wine and gave me a jug, is it enough?" The man in purple raised his eyebrows, as if he was telling something terrible: "Shouldn't we men be like this? Sometimes when someone gives you a pot of wine, you have to repay it with all your heart." Speaking of which, that's the only pot of wine I've had in the last ten years, and it tastes good. It would be nice if you could have a food with alcohol. ”

Zhuge Chen took out a pot of wine from the mustard seeds, reluctantly threw it to the man in purple, and said helplessly: "If you can save a little drink, you can save a little drink, I don't have much leftover." ”

"Sword Immortal, this is going to ...... Woo me?" The man in purple was a little confused, not understanding what Zhuge Chen was doing this for.

"What, what?" Zhuge Chen asked and replied to himself: "If you are wooed, forget it." I just feel that I can't drink in life, it's a bit too pitiful. ”

"Who's to say it's not? The man in purple laughed to himself.

......

In the deepest part of the prison, there are only three rooms, and the people are held differently. In the middle room, the old man known as the Assassin Ancestor, has now left, sorting out the two forces of the Dark Moon Pavilion and the Tomorrow Pavilion, and becoming the upstart in the imperial capital.

In the other room, a middle-aged man, there was a sense of dignity on his emaciated face. He is the half-brother of the current Yunmeng Emperor and the former Royal Highness of the Crown Prince. It's just that with the emperor's accession to the throne, he was reduced to a prisoner, and even his former subordinates thought that he was already dead. If he was allowed to leave, the entire Yunmeng Emperor would surely fall into a bloody storm.

And in the last room, it was the father and son of Gangyang City who were imprisoned. At this moment, the city lord's face showed a sad look, and Yang Qianqiu's face was also not good-looking. Staying in the prison, every day of coarse tea and light food is a luxury. The two pots of wine that I brought with me when I came have already been drunk, and now it is the real life.

Yang Qianqiu raised his head, looked at the former prince in the opposite cell, and said softly: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, how long have you been here, and you have never had any hope of being carried out?"

The middle-aged man named Wan Yan laughed, his voice was gentle, and he said, "I've thought about it, I've thought about it, but it's just unlikely." This prison was ordered to be built by my father during his reign, and I served as the builder and witnessed the rise of this huge building. That's why it's so clear that it's undoubtedly impossible to escape. What's more, there are countless guards guarding it, so why should I be bored?"

These days, the two of them would always say something when they were very bored, and the conversation would always end in a sentence or two. Silence then returned, and even a pin could be heard clearly when it fell on the ground.

This kind of dead silence is unbearable for ordinary people. It's easy to go crazy when you're surrounded by walls.

A gust of wind blew, and the old man in the robe revisited the old place and appeared in front of the three of them. He glanced at his face and said, "Why are you still staying here?" I brought you two jugs of wine and a plate of side dishes, and eat them while they are hot." ”

Wan Yan didn't refuse, took the package, and thanked him.

"Aren't you afraid that wine is poison?" asked the old man jokingly.

"Don't be afraid. Wan Yan said frankly: "If the imperial brother really wants to kill me, there is no need to work so hard. ”

"You guys are a little bit of, I can't figure it out, and I don't want to figure it out. Fortunately, I didn't come to you, otherwise I would have been annoyed. As he spoke, he looked at the father and son of the city and said, "I heard that the two of you know a young sword immortal?"

Yang Qianqiu raised his head suddenly, but after hope flashed in his eyes, he slowly shook his head.

"Little doll, you also want to deceive the old man, now the young man is rushing to this side, otherwise, I will come back to this obscure place?" the old man snorted coldly and looked at the end of the corridor. There, a white garment was slowly approaching.