Chapter 216: Li Qinglian

Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze was extremely deep, as if it was an unfathomable pool, and his whole person was full of mystery.

"Bang!!"

He shook his arm, and a crisp sound immediately came from the otherwise silent and closed room.

This is a dungeon that does not see the light of day, and it is the most heavily defended place in the entire Chang'an City, even if it is the sleeping palace of Emperor Qin, the prison of Chang'an is not as careful as here.

Not to mention a fly, a mosquito, not even a drop of water can penetrate this place.

The three people from the Demon Sound Workshop invited Lin Xuan to come to this cell, he didn't refuse, and without even the slightest hesitation, he followed him directly.

No one would come to this kind of place calmly, and Lin Xuan was no exception, but he had to come here because he had made a promise to someone.

The heavy shackles stuck on him, which made Lin Xuan very uncomfortable, but after a long time, he also got used to it.

He had been in the dungeon for nearly twenty days, during which time he had not spoken a word or seen a single person.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

With three soft sounds, Lin Xuan smiled faintly and stood up with a shackle in tow.

A fresh breeze blew, and he immediately opened his arms, and then caught two hot things from the darkness.

Good food today!!

Lin Xuan chewed the steamed bun in his mouth and leaned against the wall timidly.

He's just an ordinary person now, so he's hungry, but it's a pity that the guys in the Demon Sound Workshop aren't very on the road, and everything he used to feed him was a rancid nest.

Although it was pitch black here, it didn't affect perception, and I should be at the bottom of the well.

The people of the Magic Sound Workshop threw food to the prisoners from the mouth of the well to ensure that the prisoners did not escape.

After a cup of tea, Lin Xuan finished eating the last bite of steamed buns in his hand, and the entire claustrophobic space returned to a death-like silence again.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and sat cross-legged.

His body trembled slightly, and a blood-like cinnabar appeared between his eyebrows, but the mark disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

It's almost there!!

It's almost over!!

Lin Xuan nodded, then closed his eyes gently.

It's not that he hasn't done anything since he came to this world, and he's been messing around.

In these days, Lin Xuan was studying his swordsmanship and sword intent, and the cinnabar that originally represented the sword technique of killing immortals also passed away unconsciously.

The stronger the swordsmanship in his heart, the more powerful his sword intent became, and the dimmer that cinnabar became.

When the cinnabar is completely gone, it is the time when Lin Xuan's sword moves are truly superb, and it is also the time when his sword intent is complete.

"The smell of steamed buns?"

"Looks like you're going to die!!"

A joking voice floated from the side, which immediately attracted Lin Xuan's attention.

"What do you mean?"

He looked at the source of the sound, but saw nothing, it was still dark as ink.

"The cage of the Demon Sound Workshop is divided into eighteen layers, and each layer is held by the prisoners of the cholera world, if you don't kill thousands of people, you won't even have the qualifications to enter the first layer!"

Lin Xuan smiled slightly, his face was not a little flustered, he just asked, "So what?"

"It's hard for ordinary people to get locked up on the first floor, but how did a mediocre guy like you get to the eighteenth floor?"

The playful voice came again, and it sounded like a cold and cold damp swept in, and people couldn't help but shiver.

"According to the strength and deeds of the prisoners, some of them are locked up on the first floor, and they are thrown to the depths of the floor, but so far, there are only people locked up on the first to tenth floors, and you can come here to find someone to entrust you!"

"What the hell do you mean?" Lin Xuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he said in a low voice.

"Huh!"

"It means that no one will be able to escape from here, unless you die in this place, but you don't have to worry about this now, the people of the Magic Sound Workshop have always been stingy, and often only improve the food for prisoners before they die!" the other smiled disdainfully, his voice seemed to be infectious, and the listener couldn't help but feel fear.

"Someone asked me to bring you a message, do you want to hear it?" Lin Xuan stood up with difficulty and took a deep breath.

"What words?" the other party restrained his mocking tone and became serious.

"You are me, I am you, but the world does not know!"

"Hah!"

A mocking laugh resounded in the dungeon, and Lin Xuan felt like a storm crashing on the shore when he listened to the series of sounds, which made him nervous.

"Why did you come to this place?" the tidal voice lasted for half a cup of tea, and the man suddenly said in a cold voice.

"He's going to kill someone!" Lin Xuan thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice.

"Once you meet that person, he's going to die, so you sent me!"

"Haha!"

"Haha!"

The sound of rustling was heard in all directions, and was replaced by a thunderous roar.

"What kind of people are killed more important than our plans?"

"Poof!"

Lin Xuan's chest seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, and his entire internal organs were slightly displaced, and his mind was also buzzing.

"He's not out to kill!!"

"It's going to die!!"

Lin Xuan spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his whole face was extremely pale, and his breath withered.

"Why do you know he's going to die? How could someone like him be sent to death?"

A loud shout poured in, like a raging waterfall, drowning him.

"Because he killed a lot of people to accumulate the killing intent in his heart, if the swordsman suddenly killed a lot of people, he must face an unstoppable enemy!" Lin Xuan gasped violently, the smell of blood in his throat made it difficult for him to breathe, and his body gradually became weak.

"You know what?" said the familiar mocking tone again.

"Why don't I understand?" Lin Xuan's heart was filled with invisible anger, and his tone was raised a little.

He has experienced a lot of things since he came out of the mountain, but there has never been a day as miserable as now.

"I'm a swordsman, I know swords!!"

As he spoke, word by word, his dark eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

"It seems that you are telling the truth......" the man sighed, and there was more sadness in his voice.

"You've seen his sword, what do you think?"

"That's a man who is so arrogant that he can't be beaten, the sword in his hand has an invincible aura in the sky and on the earth, he is a peerless swordsman who is rare in the world!" Lin Xuan replied seriously, what he said was from his heart, and there was no fraud at all.

Anyone in the world who sees the person he says will give the same assessment.

If that person has the opportunity to enter the cultivation realm, I am afraid that it will not take a hundred years to become a generation of sword immortals.

"The world has the same opinion of him, and my ears are almost calloused, and there is nothing new at all. ”

"Your reputation is not weaker than his, it's a pity that the means are too dirty and the things are not clean......" Lin Xuan slowly moved to the wall and sat on the ground, with his legs spread apart, and he looked timid.

"If you are injured, you can still talk and laugh, it seems that your background is not small, even if you can't compare to that kid in the future, I'm afraid it's not much different!"

"Really?" Lin Xuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't reply again.

"What do people in the world say about me, just say a few words and listen to it, I want to know!" The people in the shadows noticed that Lin Xuan fell into silence, muttered for a long time, and then asked in a low voice.

"The most evil spirit and the most perverted scumbag in the heart for thousands of years!" Lin Xuan sneered.

"My ancient demon king Li Qinglian and the first son Yan Wenxuan entered the rivers and lakes at the same time, why is he famous all over the world, but I am shouted and beaten by everyone?"

"And this kid's name is always followed by a number one name, I can only be called the Ancient Demon King......"

Lin Xuan was speechless for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

Li Qinglian, like Yan Wenxuan, is extremely mysterious, and there is no one in the rivers and lakes who knows their origins.

They broke into the rivers and lakes on the same day, and one won the title of the world's first son in just a few months.

The other also became famous in a short period of time, but he became the target of everyone, and everyone shouted and beat the street rat.

Li Qinglian claimed to be an ancient demon king, and she did things unscrupulously. Holding an iron sword in his hand, he slaughtered from the frontier to Nanshan, destroying a total of twenty-two sects along the way, and a total of 38,753 lives died under the sword.

Every time he destroyed a sect, he would definitely use the corpse of a disciple in that sect to make a statement.

"Murderer, Ancient Demon King Li Qinglian!!"

From the day he killed, he had been troubled in black and white, except that anyone who stood in his way was dead, slashed in two by a sharp sword.

The sword in his hand is a magic sword that everyone fears, and every move he makes is an indestructible and powerful move, and it is an earth-shattering sword.

The sword itself is a murder weapon, but the sword in the hands of the ancient demon king is even more of a murder weapon, a magic sword full of anger.

His deeds of exterminating the sect and slaughtering it seemed to be an extremely crazy act in the Demon Gate, and it caused many Demon Daoists to be ashamed to be with him.

And those who oppose Li Qinglian's slaughter, there are not only good people, but also many wicked people who kill people without blinking, but it is a pity that no matter whether it is good or bad, those who dare to stand in front of Li Qinglian have been killed by this madman with a sword.

Such an arrogant and domineering person must have a bad day, and in the end, the national teacher personally caught him, and then threw Li Qinglian, known as the ancient Great Demon King, in the eighteenth layer of the prison in the Demon Sound Workshop.

What a person with a lot of bad taste!!

No matter how many times he heard about this person's deeds, Lin Xuan would feel like this.

As for Li Qinglian's murder, he didn't pay attention to it at all, he was just a perverted guy in his heart.

"I've found you since the first day I was locked up in this place, but you never took the initiative to find me, and you didn't say a word, so I just played this game with you!"

Lin Xuan stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, and he said again: "Since the Demon Sound Workshop locked us up in this place, they must know the secret of you and him, although I don't know how much they understand, but obviously we have all fallen into the trap!"

"Ridiculous!

"What's ridiculous?" Lin Xuan asked rhetorically.

"Go ......"

"I'll take you out, as long as we go out, any calculation will be in ashes!"