When the officials on both sides heard this, they walked up and held Murong Yu up, and easily removed the shackles from him. As for the iron chains on Murong Yu's hands and feet, they were not unfastened.

After doing all this, Liu Qing no longer paid attention to Murong Yu lying on the ground, beckoned a group of subordinates to come out of the cell, and then locked the cell door and walked away, and walked away in a short time.

Murong Yu was full of anger but had nowhere to vent, the bones in his whole body were suddenly cracked, the pain was unbearable, he struggled to get up, and suddenly his legs were sore, but he fell straight down. He struggled to get up again, just stood up straight, his legs and knees were sore, and he fell forward again. After several struggles, he simply sat up against the corner.

He wanted to sit down cross-legged, but the chains on his feet were so short that it would be very difficult for him to walk, let alone sit up. Not to mention that he still has such serious external injuries on his body.

He endured the pain on his body, but he sat with his feet crossed, as if he was kneeling, no longer paying attention to the chains on his hands and feet, took a deep breath, and used all his strength to quickly point up the acupuncture points on his body.

After doing all this, Murong Yu settled down again, secretly exercised his breath, and a stream of internal force was carried in the dantian under his abdomen, swimming along the major acupuncture points around his body, and an indescribable warmth rose up and down his body, and gradually his whole body was hot, instantly filling every skin and every corner of his body.

Under the control of this hot current, the strength of Murong Yu's whole body seemed to be pulled by an inexplicable force at this moment, and it was not the disordered state of the breath all over his body after he was hit by the official messenger, but all the breath was slowly attached to this controlling force, and gradually showed a spiral form, converging into an endless torrent, constantly wandering along the eight veins of the Qi Jing around his body, warm.

The meridians of his body are infinitely enlarged under the inner breath. In the end, it was constantly washed by the huge energy, and it was rampant to open up the land in the body, and along the injured parts, it was reborn under the destruction again and again.

The muscles, bones, skin, and even cells of his whole body seem to be under the endless internal breath, constantly impacting the meridians in the body, rushing to various tissues and organs in the body, like the tide of a big wave.

On his forehead, it seemed that sweat particles were also beginning to roll down, and there was a faint wave of steaming in the dim light above his head.

This is the situation of the three flowers gathering at the top and the five qi dynasties, which can be described as a wonderful door to enter the public, mysterious and mysterious, and it is an opportunity that many martial arts people can encounter but cannot seek. If this situation spreads to the entire rivers and lakes, I am afraid that this government prison will be crushed by those who come here.

Just imagine, as long as you can be beaten by the officials, you can get such a realm, and who in the entire rivers and lakes is not willing.

It is not known whether the sweat was caused by the pain or the heat flow of the healing wound.

In this way, after about half an hour, the pain on Murong Yu's body began to be greatly relieved, and the injury was actually alleviated a lot.

He took advantage of the dim light of the fire in the prison to look at the sky beyond the small window.

The sky was pitch black, and there was no finger to be seen, and no light was visible.

Murong Yu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "It seems that entering this prison is not as simple as I imagined, it is really a bit careless, and now it is even more difficult to leave, I am afraid that it will be more than lucky." For the sake of today's plan, we can only hope that the axioms in this government still exist, and I hope that the county lord will not be mediocre and ignorant, but a person who is honest and honest for officials. If not, then we will have to take risks. He even made a plan for the worst, and then sighed, "I don't know, my uncle and sister Wan'er don't know their current situation, and I don't know if they can survive this Tang family disaster." ”

Although Murong Yu secretly blamed himself in his heart, he was completely helpless at the moment.

The prison stinked badly, and the smell was even stronger in the hot season, and there were a few thatched reed stalks scattered on the ground. Although there is no need to worry about getting cold at this time, it is inevitable that there will be mosquitoes and flies, gusts of wind will blow, and the injuries on the body will be like thousands of needles.

Murong Yu did not give up on himself because of this, and he did not sit still.

He was lucky between his arms, and the powerful power surged between his arms, and the sound was like a symphony of gold and stone, and the majestic internal qi was stirring incessantly, trying to break the iron chain in his hand.

However, contrary to expectations, this seemingly incomparably strong internal force, placed elsewhere, may be used once it is used, and the power should not be underestimated.

At this time, no matter how much strength he used, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and he couldn't shake half a point of this iron chain.

Murong Yu was also quite surprised, although he had already suffered internal injuries and had not healed, it was not so bad that even this iron chain could not be broken.

Unless there is a possibility, this iron chain is not an ordinary iron chain, I am afraid that it is an iron chain made of special materials, if it is not so, how can it withstand his momentum.

Surprised, Murong Yu also found that where the iron chains gathered on their wrists, there was a faint Tang character engraved on it. Obviously, this iron chain is undoubtedly from the Tang family.

Only then did he remember that in the early years, he had seen such a record in a miscellaneous book, "The Tang Sect in Shuzhong is good at the benefits of hidden weapons, good at the strength of poison, good at the skills of Qimen Dunjia, and a hundred years of work to forge out the soul chain with the Xuanshi outside the sky." The power of this chain is amazing, the knife can not be destroyed, the sword can not be broken, the fire can not be burned, the water can not be soaked, the cultivation is indestructible, the power is as strong as a divine weapon, it is actually the magic weapon of the Tang family, specializing in the great evil people, and the strong enemy is invisible. Martial arts legend, Qimen Dunjia mysterious, lock the soul that is out of the ghost and frightened, later generations are known as the treasure of martial arts, it is really a peerless murder weapon. ”

This is the Tang family, the famous soul chain.

Murong Yu also suddenly understood in his heart, it seems that behind this matter, it is not as simple as imagined.

I'm afraid that the people of the Tang family will not be able to get rid of this matter this time, and I am afraid that there are even more people from the Tang family behind this.

Moreover, the mastermind behind this scene didn't want him to have a good time, let alone let him meddle in the affairs of the Tang family.

Otherwise, Duan Ran wouldn't have even come out with this soul chain.

Murong Yu tightened his clothes, although he was in the middle of the scorching summer at the moment, he couldn't help but feel chills all over his body, and an inexplicable cold swept across his body, even if he was still wearing a thin shirt, and the sweat was even wetting his back, but where could he resist the cold in his heart?

What's more, the most painful thing in this world is the cold.

The cold heart at this moment is even more than the pain on the body, how only a thousand times.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes couldn't help but close, and his mind was full of thoughts, but the corners of his eyes were faintly moist, and a drop of tears slipped down, falling down, dripping down his cheeks and falling into the deep dark night, not hearing his voice, but also heartbreaking.

He prefers to believe that none of these things are true, they are all like a dream, but even if he doesn't want to believe that the matter has come to this, there is no way to change it.

(End of chapter)