Three quarters of the hour......

Qin Feng put on black clothes and a masked scarf and flew to the second floor of the inn where the soldiers lived, and the corridor on the second floor was quiet at this time, without any movement.

"Tap" "Tap" "Tap" ......

Candles suddenly lit up in room 206, and the sound of slippers tapping could be heard in the room.

"Who is getting up at this moment, could it be the leader of the soldiers?" Qin Feng was suspicious, but he wasn't very sure.

He walked quietly to the door, saw that there was no one around, and gently pierced a layer of door cloth with his fingers to inspect.

I saw that an ordinary soldier in the room was about to go to relieve his hands, not the leader of the soldiers in the blue helmet.

Qin Feng sighed, lightly covered his head with both hands, and continued to hide at the top of the stairs waiting for the time to come.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" on the ceiling.

A white rat fell from the ceiling and fell heavily to the ground, but the sound really startled him.

In the blink of an eye, the glimmer of candles flashed in room 208 to the west, but this time there was no sound of slippers ticking.

Qin Feng went to poke through the door to inspect and found that the blue helmet was placed on the table in the room, and it was the leader of the soldiers who was talking to the white-robed man.

Qin Feng gently pulled out the Immortal Cloud Sword, slowly broke the door lock, and rushed in with lightning speed in an instant to control the leader of the soldiers.

"Hand over the letter, or it will kill you!" his sword slammed into the neck of the soldier leader.

"What letter?" the leader of the soldiers pretended not to know.

"Don't pretend to be garlic, don't play tricks with the letter that the white-robed man gave you at the time!" Qin Feng stared at the leader of the soldiers with two eyes.

"Strong man, slow down, I understand, I understand!" The leader of the soldiers was sweating profusely, and his hands were slowly shaking.

The leader of the soldiers slowly took the letter from under his pillow, his hands trembling.

"It's pretty much the same, don't play tricks, this young man's sword doesn't have eyes!" Qin Feng quickly snatched the letter.

He had just opened the envelope and was about to check the contents, when suddenly the fragrance of violet flowers in the envelope instantly came to his nose, and the refreshing pleasure of smelling the fragrance of flowers made him completely stunned.

"It's soul incense, how can this be good", Qin Feng felt dizzy for a moment, and couldn't find the direction at all.

He controlled his emotions at all times and opened his eyes vigorously, but the dementor incense was extremely deceptive, and he couldn't break free from the medicinal properties of the dementor incense. (Dementor incense: It is a kind of dementor incense that makes people lose their minds and lose their minds*, no matter how high the martial arts are, as long as they smell this incense, they will completely faint to death until the medicinal power of the dementor incense is removed).

His legs began to stand unsteadily, and then his eyes went black and dizzy, and the whole person collapsed.

When Qin Feng woke up again, his hands and feet had been chained, and he was locked in a cellar that would never see the light of day.

The cellar was empty, except for a slanted wooden staircase, which was old and blackened. There was also a rotten and unsightly square table, which was covered with dust, and rats were burrowing under the square table all the time. Finally, the cellar will be exposed to the sun and rain for many years, and the ceiling of the cellar has rotted, and whenever it rains, it will begin to leak in large areas.

It was indeed not easy for Qin Feng to escape from this cellar, not to mention the locks tied to his hands and feet, the entrance of the cellar was locked with a hundred refining pure steel locks. And his ancient artifact, the Immortal Cloud Sword, was also missing.

When Qin Feng was thinking about how to escape from this cellar, suddenly the door of the cellar was opened, and it was a one-eyed man with white hair and blind one eye.

The one-eyed man was tall and thin, about fifty years old, wore a long knife, and always walked with his legs looped.

"Are you?" Qin Feng wondered.

"Boy, are you the spy sent by Wang Shichong?" the one-eyed man pointed at Qin Feng and said.

"I'm not a spy here, hurry up and let me go, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!" Qin Feng roared angrily.

"Hmph, the old man knows that you traitor won't admit it, don't worry, wait for you to take it later!" The one-eyed man grabbed Qin Feng's hair and laughed.

With that, the one-eyed man walked out of the cellar.

Qin Feng had already realized that the danger was approaching him step by step at this moment, and he desperately pulled the steel lock on his body, but he had no choice but to open the Hundred Refining Pure Steel Lock without the Immortal Cloud Sword.

At this time, there was a large smell of burnt smoke outside the cellar, and Qin Feng held his breath vigorously, trying not to inhale the poisonous gas.

Suddenly, the heat in the cellar increased sharply at this time, and the thickest beam in the cellar also fell, and Qin Feng had an inexplicable panic in his heart at this moment.

"It's not good, the cellar is on fire, and the one-eyed dragon actually set it on fire, how can this be good!" Qin Feng was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, he didn't expect that he would die here.

At this moment, seeing that the fire was about to burn to his legs, his inner endurance had reached the limit at this moment, and his chest was suddenly hot and unbearable, and when the fire was about to consume him, he opened his mouth and screamed heartbreakingly and fainted.

............

"Apprentice, awake, apprentice, awake......

Ziyang Zhenren gently patted Qin Feng's cheek with his hand.

"Ziyang Holy Monarch, Brother Qin should be fine, right?" Tang Zhengqing anxiously looked at Qin Feng who was lying on the ground.

"Don't worry, I know that he will wake up"! Ziyang Zhenren shook his head helplessly and said: "I didn't expect him to escape the control of the Golden Hood Soul Demon Spirit, it seems that he still needs to hone himself more in the rivers and lakes."

"Hey, Qin Feng, wake up quickly, I'm still waiting for you to send me home!" Siyu lay on Qin Feng with tears in his eyes in an instant.

............

Qin Feng opened his eyes slightly, everything in front of him became blurry, he touched his cheeks, looked at his hands, and said softly, "Am I still alive"!

"I remember that I was obviously burned to death by the raging fire!" Qin Feng slapped himself vigorously, but felt a trace of pain on both sides of his cheeks.

"Brother Qin, what are you doing, you almost died this time, do you know?" Zhengqing held his hand tightly and said excitedly.

"Brother Tang, what the hell is going on, please tell me?" Qin Feng suddenly sat up and said.

Ziyang Zhenren looked at Qin Feng cautiously and said: "The dragon soldier and the one-eyed man you two saw in the Golden Pocket Soul this time are all set up for the teacher, it is for the teacher to make the demon spirit in the Golden Pocket Soul reverse, and for the teacher to be able to avoid being harmed by traitors in the rivers and lakes in the future, so he deliberately set up a set of tests for the Golden Pocket Soul, and never thought that his apprentice failed to break through the Golden Pocket Soul, all of which seems to be the fault of the teacher."

Ziyang Zhenren shook his head, picked up the fairy spirit stone and handed it to Tang Zhengqing, then turned around and left.

If you want to know the story of the next chapter, please pay attention to Chapter 24 of the first volume of the Legend of Xianyun Sword (1)