On the first night of the dungeon, no one delivered food. The stupid woman didn't come to her either.

The Zhang family had already started to kill, but Kong Zheng didn't know that at this moment, he was holding a big coin and scraping the stones on the wall.

In the middle of the night, the torches in the prison were dim, and the old beggar was woken up by a 'rustle' sound, and looked at Kong Zheng in puzzlement.

"What are you doing?" asked the old beggar.

Kong Zheng did not answer.

"Little brother, you don't want to escape from prison in this way, do you?" said the old beggar half-jokingly.

Kong Zheng was still concentrating on scraping the stones, and after a while, after the outer layer of soil ash was scraped off, the inside revealed a crimson powder, which was held in Kong Zheng's hand and smelled, with a somewhat strange expression.

Kong Zheng looked at the old beggar: "Your Excellency's surname?"

"Don't give your surname Huo. ”

"You're a medicine monk, aren't you?"

When Kong Zheng first came in, he made an introduction, and he actually asked, but the old beggar nodded helplessly: "The divine valley has not been opened, and the Tao has not been attained, and the monk is not counted." ”

"Just know the medicine, you can come over and help me see if this thing is off the flint. ”

There was no honorific title, and even some arrogance, and the old beggar held back his dissatisfaction, and finally came over.

"Since the little brother knows that the flint stone, don't you know that that thing is the best medicine to cure dampness and poison, and it is rare to see it in leisure, how can these stones be ...... Huh?!"

When he got closer, the old beggar suddenly smelled a pungent strange smell, like burnt leather, irritating nasal runny nose, and his original chuckling expression turned solemn, and he hurriedly stretched out his tongue and tasted it.

"This ...... How could this dungeon be built out of flint?!How could it be ......?"

The hot sensation ran down his throat, as if he wanted to burn his stomach, and the old beggar hurriedly picked his throat and vomited, extremely surprised.

Kong Zheng scraped a few stone bricks in disorder, identified them one by one, and finally slapped off the powder in his hand, and secretly said in his heart: Sure enough, this dungeon is all built from flint?

Leaving the flint stone is not common in the mortal world, but in the eyes of the cultivators, it is just an auxiliary for cultivation, and there are countless in the fire caves of the Yan Cave.

The qi of sword cultivation is mostly golden, and the sword mark that woman hit me was overcome, so she didn't sense that I was here!

Damn it.

Northern Wolf Palace, what are you doing to build a dungeon with flint? Are you afraid of the tide?!

Kong Zheng felt that this time it was really bad luck, sighed, and threw a few sharp coins that had been sharpened towards the old beggar.

"Give me money for what?" puzzled the old beggar.

Kong Zheng said: "I don't like to owe others, I eat your Guli pills today, and I naturally have to settle the bill." ”

“...... Little brother, what is the value of Gu Li Pill, do you think this money is enough?"

"Of course it's not enough, but those flints, if you scrape a little more powder, it should be about the same. ”

The old beggar is angry, when is it, why do you still have the heart to make such a joke?

The old beggar suddenly found Kong Zheng's voice, and there was a trace of melancholy hidden between his eyebrows, and he looked at it suspiciously for a while, and seemed to notice that Kong Zheng had something on his mind, and he couldn't help but feel soft in his heart: "Little brother, you keep saying that you are a horse servant in the palace, who did you offend to be locked up here?"

Kong Zheng slowly turned his head: "Second Lady Zhang." ”

It is said that the princess Zhang is the youngest daughter of Zhang Wenyuan, a great Confucian in Nanling Mansion, who has been knowledgeable since she was a child, and her reputation as a talented woman has spread far and wide in Luoyun Kingdom, and she has visited her husband several times, she is quite virtuous, why would she offend her?"

Talented?

Kong Zheng was a little surprised, this kind of vicious woman was really ashamed of her origin.

Killing talents is also talent?

The old beggar was waiting for Kong Zheng's answer, when suddenly his ears moved, and he whispered, "Shhhh ”

The door of the dungeon opened, closed again, and a person walked down the stone steps, dressed in black, masked with black cloth, carrying a bright and dazzling simple knife, and his eyes were cold.

The tip of the knife dragged on the ground, making a grinding sound, cutting the straw along the way, and the man's eyes looked this way like a wolf, and the old beggar stiffened, and did not dare to breathe, and found that the other party had walked past his prison door.

This dress, since it's not looking for herself, could it be that the princess really wants to kill Kong Zheng?

The old beggar was frightened, looked sideways, and saw Kong Zheng sitting in prison, but much more indifferent than before.

"Who are you, do you want to kill me?" asked Kong Zheng calmly.

The man gave a sneering look and opened the cell door with the key.

With a click, the chain fell to the ground, and under the mask, a hoarse voice came: "Kong Zheng, don't blame me tonight, if you want to blame, blame that fairy for taking a fancy to you." And people like you don't deserve to have immortal fate!"

"It's not up to you to decide whether you deserve it or not. Some people are born different, such as me, when the fairy comes in the afternoon, you should be there, right?Did the fairy compare me to you ordinary people?" Kong Zheng said with a smile.

The man's hand holding the knife tightened, and he suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha, clumsy agitation, this is your struggle before dying? ”

Kong Zheng looked at the other party indifferently: "Since Your Excellency wants to kill me, why don't you show your face?"

"Show up, in vain! I'm afraid you'll turn into a terrible ghost and ask for my life. ”

The cell door was pushed open with a thud, and the man in black chuckled and walked in.

Kong Zheng has been cultivating for hundreds of years, and he has always known that this kind of dangerous moment often represents an opportunity, and there must be a big obstacle before great liberation, as long as you can break free from this door of life and death, there will be a blessing in the future!

He suddenly said to the old beggar: "Old man Huo, there is only one chance, whether we can escape or not depends on your 'mountain dart'!"

Picking darts?!

The old beggar's heart was already hanging in his throat, and he was suddenly stunned when he heard Kong Zheng's words.

When low-level medicine cultivators go into the mountains to collect medicines, some herbs from the high cliffs are difficult to pick and need to be cut with darts. This dart technique is called 'mountain dart'.

He is really familiar with medicinal cultivation!

But where do I have a dart to use?

The old beggar gritted his teeth, his palm couldn't help but clench, suddenly he felt a pain, looked down and found that his fingers had been cut by several sharp coins, and he stayed there.

The man in black sneered: "Kong Zheng, you can't protect yourself, and you are still in the mood to bewitch others?

A very solid knife technique, although it is a foundation, can be combined with a steady pace and good strength, which is enough to kill.

Kong Zheng has not been able to practice qi cultivation for many years, but his instinct is there, the knife is slashed up and down obliquely, and the track is an oblique arc, if you want to dodge, you can't dodge far, you can only face the blade.

Phew-

The Pu knife cut the air, but it cut into the air, and the man in black found that Kong Zheng had drilled through the crook of his arm, he was slightly stunned, and saw that 2 Kong Zheng wanted to flee to the door, and the second knife was quickly cut down.

The space was too small to dodge at all, Kong Zheng's big arm was scraped by the blade, and blood splashed.

The pain of the skin tearing made Kong Zheng take a breath of cold air, and his voice was raised: "Old beggar, aim at the torch, one last chance, don't be in a daze!"

Kong Zheng drilled out of the prison door, but was forced into a corner by the man in black, the old beggar's heart was pounding, seeing that Kong Zheng was about to be beheaded, his heart was horizontal, and he bounced a big coin out with his fingers!

Whoosh –

Ding——

Fast, accurate, ruthless! Big money is in the torch!

The dungeon, which was already extremely dark, suddenly went black as the torches fell to the ground. Kong Zheng instinctively rushed to the cell door next to him, and the man in black slashed into the air.

Kong Zheng's heartbeat was like a drum, and he didn't dare to be sloppy at this moment, he said to the old beggar: "Will the 'Medicine King Seal Eyes'?"

After speaking, Kong Zheng jumped out of the prison door, and the man in black slashed at Kong Zheng's original position, and the old beggar felt that Kong Zheng was in the environment of being killed all the time, and he was still interested in asking himself about his exercises?

"Yes!" the old beggar was afraid that he would answer late, and Kong Zheng was in a different place.

When Kong Zheng heard this, he did not retreat but advanced, in the dark, with instinct, a powerful slap was slapped on the face of the man in black: "Attract the tiger!"

The slap was crisp, the face of the man in black was hot, the blood in his chest was churning, and his extremely suppressed voice turned into a bloodthirsty roar: "I'm going to kill you!"

The first knife slashed the air, and the second knife, Kong Zheng's back was splashed with blood, revealing a half-foot-long opening.

Kong Zheng's footsteps were scattered, the third knife was raised, Kong Zheng had been forced to the old beggar's prison door, and suddenly slipped to the ground, and the man in black cut off a row of wooden beams on Kong Zheng's head, only three inches away from his head before stopping!

When Kong Zheng sat down, a pair of feet happened to be on the torch.

The sparks flew into the air, and the old beggar, who was originally at a loss, suddenly locked the eyes of the man in black by the light of the fire, and at this moment, only Kong Zheng's words echoed in the old beggar's mind.

Will the Medicine King seal his eyes?!

The answer, of course, is: Yes!

Two sharp, sharpened coins bounced out with the sound of breaking through the air.

Puff –

Sharp, tricky, the copper coin swirled into the eyes of the man in black, splashing blood.

The man in black felt the sharp pain that was heart-rending, and subconsciously threw a knife to cover his eyes, wanting to wail, Kong Zheng jumped up and hit the man in black fiercely!!

"Woo-"

The man in black knelt on his neck and retched, tears streaming down his eyes, and at this moment, the double sharp pain in his eyes and throat made him roar like a wild beast.

Kong Zheng picked up the Pu knife on the ground, one foot had stepped on his back, indifferent eyes, calm strength, Kong Zheng held the Pu knife with both hands, the hand rose, and the knife fell!

Blood smeared, staining half of the walls red.

With a grunt, the head fell to the ground, and the dungeon fell silent, except for two heartbeats.