The dungeon was dimly lit, with only a few oil seals on either side gleaming faintly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info The breeze blows, and the flames sway with the wind, dark and obscure. Because there is no daylight all year round, there is a turbid smell in the air. Not only was it filled with the smell of dampness and blood, but it also smelled of death.

"Woke"

The sound of iron chains crossing the ground was clearly heard in the gloomy aisle, and several figures slowly appeared at the end of the gloom, and their faces flickered under the shaking lights, it was Zhao Ping who rescued people.

Because considering that Zhao's fathers are still prisoners now, it is impossible to lift the prison equipment on their bodies, although Zhao Ping is extremely reluctant in his heart, but there is no way to do it at the critical moment, so he can only let Zhao's fathers temporarily be wronged.

The more he walked out, the more uneasy Zhao Ping felt in his heart, could it be exposed? But seeing that Zhou Wei, who was leading the way in front, did not show anything abnormal, he shook his head casually, and threw the uneasy thoughts in his mind out of his mind.

The warm sunlight shuttles through the breath of the slight gap, soothing, long. The scent of red sandalwood, permeating the spring day, fills all the emptiness of heaven and earth, and contrasts sharply with the darkness in the dungeon.

Under the gesture of Zhao Ping's eyes, Zhou Wei unceremoniously said to the disciples outside the house: "We took the people away." After speaking, he looked arrogant, and regardless of what the disciples behind him said, he turned around and left first.

Before the guard's disciple could speak, what he wanted to say was blocked by Zhou Wei's strong snatching, and he watched Zhao Ping follow Zhou Wei and walk out. What he didn't see was that the sweat on Zhou Wei's face couldn't stop flowing down after he turned around, and he looked like he had palpitations.

"Smack, smack, smack......"

Sudden sparse applause came from the dense woods, and in Zhao Ping's sight, a familiar figure slowly walked out from the shadow of the tree.

"Liu Changfeng!"

"Door Master!"

Two exclamations shouted out from the mouths of Zhao Ping and Zhou Wei, different from Zhao Ping's hateful tone of gritting teeth, Zhou Wei's exclamation was full of despair and regret, and his knees suddenly weakened, he fell to the ground, and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"Door master! I am old and young, they are all waiting for me to feed! I am forced, you can ignore the fault of the villain, spare me! I will not dare to !! next time"

Zhao Ping understood that he couldn't do anything the moment Liu Changfeng appeared, although he believed that he could escape with his own strength, but the family behind him was a burden, but if he gave up his parents and fled alone, he would never be able to do it.

Looking at Liu Changfeng with an arrogant expression in front of him, Zhao Ping's eyes flashed with a fine light, and suddenly, the entire figure suddenly disappeared in place, turning into a breeze and rushing towards Liu Changfeng in front of him.

Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king.

As long as Liu Changfeng is caught and he is taken hostage, he can definitely send his parents out safely

"You are so daring, the old man is here, how can you be so presumptuous as a thief. ”

"Buzz ......"

Like thunder on the ground, a loud sound reached Zhao Ping's ears, causing Zhao Ping's blood to stir.

"Buzz ......"

Zhao Ping's body stiffened, only to feel that the air around him had become viscous, and the whole person seemed to be stuck in the mud and could not extricate himself.

Zhao Ping's face changed dramatically, master. What kind of strength is it that makes you frustrated just by hearing its voice? It is definitely not something that you can match.

Suddenly, Zhao Ping's eyes flashed, and then he felt like his chest was hit by a sledgehammer, and the whole person was thrown out a few meters away by a strong force, fell to the ground, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Liu Changfeng, who was empty next to him, instantly had an extra figure next to him, and it was Liu Chuan, a congenital powerhouse, the Taishang Elder of the Silver Ring Gate, and Liu Changfeng's grandfather. The originally empty venue was instantly surrounded by the disciples of the Silver Ring Gate, and Zhao Ping and the others could be said to have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the ground.

"Ping'er" and "Big Brother"

Next to him, Zhao's parents and younger brother Zhao An's faces changed greatly, their eyes instantly turned red, Zhao's father's old face became pale, and he couldn't help coughing, and a lot of blood flowed out from the wounds on his body.

Zhao Ping's forehead couldn't help but ooze sweat, and his chest seemed to be blocked by a boulder, and the pain was heavy. struggled to get up, but his legs seemed to be as heavy as lead, perhaps because of the injury, and the blood that he had been holding back was spit out instantly, and he was red and dazzling.

Liu Chuan walked slowly towards Zhao Ping, and the whole person seemed to carry the momentum of heaven and earth in Zhao Ping's eyes, like a towering mountain, depressed and heavy.

In the end, Liu Chuan stopped three steps away from Zhao Ping, and looked at Zhao Ping carefully with a pair of sharp eyes.

His bloodshot eyes stared at Liu Chuan fiercely, and the blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth looked extremely desolate, like a wounded wolf.

The blood-colored full moon climbed to the top again, and the grassland dotted with stars was intimidatingly quiet, and the air faintly smelled of blood.

How good would it be if such a person was used by my Silver Ring Gate, Liu Chuan stared at Zhao Ping without thinking. It's a pity, kill my son, then go to hell.

Seeing that Liu Chuan's palm was about to slap heavily on Zhao Ping's head, Zhao Ping moved, jumped into the air, his body outlined a graceful arc in the sky, and the silver light on his waist flashed, stabbing at his head without Liu Chuan reacting.

Zhao Ping's bottom-pressing stunt, shadow swordsmanship.

But Liu Chuan is worthy of being a congenital-level martial artist, and his true qi is full of joy, and the blood groove sword in Zhao Ping's hand is like hitting a solid stone, and it is difficult to advance an inch.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Zhao Ping's eyes, regardless of Liu Chuan's attack on him, he used all his strength to swing forward fiercely, and the green tendons burst all over his arm.

"Bang"

Zhao Ping, who fell to the ground, splashed a cloud of dust, Liu Chuan looked at the bloody wound on his hand and lost his mind for a while, and then anger filled his mind, how many years, how many years, I didn't expect that I was careless for a while, and I was injured by a junior, and in an instant Liu Chuan felt that the dignity of his innate strong man was provoked.

Zhao Ping, who was originally slapped by Liu Chuan, was already injured, and just now he wanted to exchange his life with Liu Chuan, regardless of his life, and suffered a powerful blow from Liu Chuan, so that Zhao Ping could no longer bear the injuries on his body, and he fell to the ground and could no longer get up.

Seeing that after Zhao Ping fell to the ground, the disciples of the Silver Ring Gate immediately controlled him, but Zhou Wei did not resist at all, but was tied up with a wry smile as if resigned to his fate. Zhao Ping's family still wanted to resist, but as Rutongren, how could they be the opponents of the wolf-like Yinhuanmen disciples, they were subdued to the ground in three or two clicks, unable to move.

Looking at Zhao Ping, who was tied to him, Liu Chuan wanted to solve his life with a palm of his hand, but was stopped by Liu Changfeng on the side. Yanagawa gave his grandson a puzzled look.

"Grandpa, it's too cheap for you to kill him like this, I want others to know that it's not just so cheap to kill the people who provoked our Liu family. ”

The twilight was dim, and the remnant sun was like blood.