The little old man doesn't really have many wishes, he just hopes that the Immortal Officer can send a meal to a young man in prison while he is doing his own business!"

While the old man spoke, there was a little hesitation, and he wanted to speak and stopped, which made Xue Zhen feel a little touched again.

"Old man, what did this young man you said committed?" Xue Zhen immediately asked.

The old man didn't know what was going on, but he killed one of them by mistake while he was with a few of his companions, and now he is on death row, never to see the light of day. The old man's voice trembled a little as he spoke.

"He's your son?"

"No! no! no...... How can the little old man have such a blessing?"

The old man who set up the stall hurriedly shook his head, a little excited, as if he was unworthy, and as if he didn't want to have anything to do with the young man. Hearing this, Xue Zhen knew that this old man had something unspeakable, and he didn't want to ask any further, so he asked.

"What's the young man's name?"

"Ding Lian!"

Hearing this, Xue Zhen's face obviously sank, but the old man who set up the stall didn't dare to look at Xue Zhen directly, and he didn't notice the change in Xue Zhen's appearance. But Xue Zhen's heart was shocked, and he looked at the old man again, and the old man's flickering eyes touched Xue Zhen's gaze, but he immediately dodged away.

And in this stage of mutual wordless stalemate, above Xue Zhen's forbidden circle, a faint and forbidden light flashed a virtual figure, Xue Zhen glanced at it, and this virtual figure had disappeared without a trace.

"Old man, I'll take care of this young man! Don't worry!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Zhen broke through the forbidden circle bubble under the flash of a figure, and the light shattered inch by inch, and Xue Zhen had disappeared without a trace. Seeing the red-faced man coming and going without a trace, the old man was stunned on the spot for a moment, of course he remembered the last words of the red-faced man.

A long wait. Finally the old man's face eased from the stiffness, and his eyes flashed with gratitude and anticipation, and he muttered to himself:

"After waiting for so long, I can finally ask someone to take care of him, damn it, this is the only thing the old man can do!"

With that, a sense of relief appeared in the old man's eyes, and his heart was full of anticipation as he looked at the somewhat dilapidated red door of the prison from afar.

Inside the cell of this seventy-four prison. Xue Zhen's figure walked forward like a ghost, and when he encountered a blocking prison door, he was able to gently blow through a lot of prison doors like dust and smoke, and there were some useless prohibitions. In the end, Xue Zhen had reached a dark and deep cell, and a little spiritual light shone on the zenith of the sky, which was less than a square square of rotten and foul smell.

Inside the cell, some grass was laid on the ground. A few rotten logs were piled on top of a couch, and on top of it lay a man, unkempt and filthy. There was even a sour smell.

"Ahem!"

"Who...... Didn't I say I didn't want people to visit me!"

Xue Zhen's coughing sound was exchanged for a light and weak echo, and the sound was in his ears, and Xue Zhen shook his head. In front of him, suddenly two meals of the old man who set up the stall flashed, and the breeze blew for some reason. The person sleeping on the bed had obviously smelled the aroma of oil, and gradually, "babbling", the man's face turned on the couch.

It was so black that he almost couldn't recognize his original appearance, and his delicate face could hardly hide the depth of his foundation, and his blazing eyes showed a look of longing. He sniffed heavily, and the scent made him stand up immediately, but the young man's hands seemed so weak that he almost collapsed on the couch again with a bend of his arms.

Xue Zhen fixed his eyes and looked closely, and there were several scratches on the young man's arm that had not healed for a long time, even though it was jet black, it was still difficult to escape Xue Zhen's eyes.

"Brahma Blood Refining Dao?" Xue Zhen muttered secretly in his heart.

"Isn't this Uncle Li's meal? Who are you? Hey, you stole it in?" The young man glanced at the two meals that had fallen to the ground, glanced at Xue Zhen and the outside of the door, and immediately speculated.

In this regard, Xue Zhen, who was standing up, did not answer the meaning of this young man, Xue Zhen at this time, once again carefully swept the young man in front of him, and Xue Zhen was surprised to discover a secret, that is, in the bones of this young man, in the veins, there was some kind of mysterious power.

"This person is actually a person with a spiritual root cultivation!" Xue Zhen thought in his heart with a little surprise.

When he arrived here, Xue Zhen had a lot of doubts in his heart, this young man was actually a person with a spiritual root and could cultivate, but he practiced Sanskrit blood refining Dao, which was really incomprehensible.

The young man looked at Xue Zhen, Xue Zhen also looked at each other, and the two exchanged glances, the young man really couldn't understand Xue Zhen, but he immediately took two steps forward, for the sake of the two meals not far from Xue Zhen's feet.

However, it was strange that the young man rushed forward with an insurmountable resistance in his body, and he kept the young man out, and since his strength was obviously pressed to the extreme, he still could not reach two meals, and after several efforts, the young man finally gave up.

"What are you going to do, bring me a meal, but you won't let me eat it, take it!

After speaking, the young man sat down on the "babbling" couch again, and his anger could not be concealed. But Xue Zhen was not in a hurry at this time, he saw his eyes closed and flashed, his hand gently shook his sleeve robe, Xuanxia flashed, and a faint color picture had appeared in front of him, a picture of a woman's face, which was the face of an old woman.

The young man, who was still angry, glanced sideways at the flickering light and shadow next to him, and intentionally or unintentionally stretched out his eyes to find the image of this old woman's face, with a look of shock on his face.

"You...... She...... You...... How can there be an image of a mother? Have you seen her? Is she okay? Is she still running for me? Let her forget it! Let her be without my son! Let her live a good life......

The young man was surprised at the same time, and he couldn't stop asking, and at the end of the time, he couldn't cry, and the muttered words fell into Xue Zhen's ears, Xue Zhen couldn't help but be moved, looking at the young man in front of him crying, but Xue Zhen had compassion. That disgust with the Brahma Blood Refining Dao was gone.

At this time, Xue Zhen sighed secretly, the two meals on the ground, flashing and flashing, had fallen on the young man's couch, and he was already sure that this young man was Ding Lian. (To be continued......)