The king ordered him to receive the news of Huang Zhi, like a beam of light shining in his painful and dark life, and said with a resolute expression: "Thank you for Huang En, minister, die without regrets." ”

The hot-blooded and loyal Ah Di understands that all successive monarchs have followed the yellow decree set by the first monarch of the Liesang Kingdom, the Eight Extremes.

He has never restrained the matter of the Qiyun clan's military power.

This term of patriarch has been handed down, not to mention that one is not as good as the other, but it also breeds wolf ambitions.

The original intention of the Eight Extremes Monarch to grant the military power of the Qiyun Clan was to let the Qiyun Clan serve the country, stabilize the country, and spill blood on the battlefield.

Now it's good, relying on the power of the army, acting perversely, and having no fear.

is not only obsessed with power, but also uses the powerful position in his hands to try to rebel.

There is a saying that water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize a boat.

The Qiyun clan has been in charge of the military power for hundreds of millions of years, and it has been passed to the patriarch of Qiyun Heng, but the military power has been taken away.

At this moment, there is no power to power, and there is no one to ask for anyone.

Qi Yunheng, who is used to relying on power for power, can't swallow this breath no matter what.

Ah Di knew that he was bound to be scattered in this prison today.

returned to the Wuxiang of Tonghua Palace, and explained the situation of the Qiyun clan to the song one by one.

fell into the song of divine thought, and the handsome face without any expression under the green silk was awe-inspiring.

The slender eyes stared at the scroll of yellow decrees on the case, as if they wanted to smash the scroll of yellow decrees.

"Ah Di is in charge of the Qiyun Clan, he has always adhered to the Yellow Law of Respect and Humility, how could he leave his post without reason and go out to travel?"

This is exactly what the general does not understand. ”

Suddenly, I saw that Xi Ge raised his sleeves and waved it gently, and a trace of red mist as thin as a silver needle flew out of his wide sleeves, and flew away elegantly towards the outside of the hall...

"Your Majesty, what is this?" Wuxiang was puzzled as to where this red mist was going.

"It's the art of sound transmission. ”

How can there be a sense of déjà vu?

Wuxiang thought about it, yes! Not long after the monarch succeeded to the throne, when Qi Yunheng and his party trespassed into Tonghua Palace, the monarch used sound transmission to talk to himself and let Yun Heng and others enter the palace.

But at that time, I had never seen this trace of red mist, and I was curious: "Your Majesty, when Qi Yunheng trespassed into Tonghua Palace, you used the sound transmission technique to talk to the last general, and I had never seen this red mist as thin as a silver needle at that time!"

"At that time, you were outside the temple, all you had to think about was it, and if Ah Di was still in the Yun Clan, this transmission would enter his ears, and he would be able to hear me speak. ”

"This sound transmission technique is so magical, if Ah Di is not in the Qiyun Clan, can he hear it?"

"No, it won't. ”

"Isn't this sound transmission? Why can't it?"

Xi Ge flicked his sleeves: "Because, I only know that Ah Di is in charge of the Qiyun Clan, and I don't know if he has been elsewhere, this trace of transmission can only fly to the Qiyun Clan to find out." ”

Wuxiang nodded as if he didn't understand.

At this moment, that trace of red mist flew in a swirling form, and reached the void of the Cloud Clan.

Swooping towards the Qiyun clan like a whirlwind, as if he had long eyes, shuttling through the corridors and dormitories, sometimes luxurious and sometimes dark, looking for Ah Di's ears, wanting to get into the ears as soon as possible.

The closer he got to Ah Di, the trace of red mist as thick as a silver needle seemed to have lost its mana, and gradually turned from red to dull and almost transparent.

Whirling flew to the door of a lifeless gray building, and spun in under the vigilant eyes of the guards.

After passing through a small hall, he swirled towards the end of the dark corridor on one side, and slipped through a gap in a window, which was the cell where Ah Di was held.

Ah Di in front of him was already drooping, and his plain clothes were soaked in blood and turned red.

The green silk was scattered on his chest, and he could still see his appearance before, but now he was tortured to the point that he was invisible.

The painful Ah Di raised his head with difficulty, and said with difficulty: "Patriarch, please give... To Ah Di... A pleasure. After finishing speaking, he snorted and choked on a mouthful of blood.

The mist swirled around Ah Di's ears twice, and the speed of light entered Ah Di's ears.

Suddenly there was a slight itch in his ears, as if a gentle wind had poured into his ears.

"Even if you don't say it, I will conclude that you conspired with Tonghua Palace to kill me for nothing, and I will lose everything. I want to torture you slowly, I want to see with my own eyes that your Xuanling Bead can't bear it and leave your body on its own, crush your Xuanling Bead with my own hands, and vent the hatred in my heart!"

Ah Didun felt that the beads were not possessed, and his chest was torn apart, as if he couldn't come up in one breath.

His brows were furrowed, he breathed vigorously in his snort, and in the face of this extraordinary pain, his body instinctively clenched his fists, clenched his teeth, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Soaring clouds?"

The dying Ah Di vaguely heard a voice in his ears, and shouted Qi Yunheng.

In the sealed prison of the Qiyun clan, who has the courage to call the head of the Qiyun clan by name.

It must be that he is about to dissipate, and the auditory hallucinations that appeared, pursed his lips that were wrapped in a mouthful of blood, and he was ready to be scattered.

"Ah Di, can you hear Benjun talking?"

The voice rang in his ears again, as if it were speaking in front of him.

Ah Di instantly felt the muscles in his whole body tense, and looked around the cell with a strong spirit.

A mouth full of blood and a faint low question, "Your Majesty?" As he spoke, a mouthful of blood wrapped in his mouth also spit out.

Ah Di inexplicably shouted a sentence to the king, which made Yun Heng and the earth not be startled.

The two of them looked around the cell, but there was not a single shadow of the song.

"Where are you?"

Xi Ge asked again, and Ah Di was sure that it was not his auditory hallucination, it was the voice of the king.

The tortured Ah Di suddenly felt a sour nose, and some kind of emotion surged towards him.

"Minister... The minister is in prison. ”

Qi Yunheng was not calm, he clearly heard Ah Di calling himself a 'minister'.

But all over the cell, there was nothing abnormal, and Qi Yunheng was shocked by fright.

"Patriarch, I think he must have done it on purpose so that you could let him go. "The earth is not allowed to speak.

The frightened Qi Yunheng immediately became angry.

I didn't want to torture Ah Di slowly, I just wanted to smash his Xuanling bead with one palm.

The ferocious Qi Yunheng made several coherent and chic spell movements, wanting to smash Ah Di's brain...

Just when Ah Di was facing a life-and-death situation, a soft golden mist suddenly appeared in the cell, enveloping Ah Di's body.

A few thick chains snapped, and the sound of heavy falling to the ground sounded.

In the blink of an eye, Ah Di, who was firmly tied to the stone pillar, did not know where to go.

This scene happened too quickly, and when Qi Yunheng and the ground could not react, they saw that the broken iron chain on the ground was still emitting white smoke, and Ah Di was gone.

Suddenly feeling that something was wrong, Qi Yunheng shouted in a panic: "Let's go!" The two of them turned into two wisps of fog, and disappeared into the prison with a puff of smoke.