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Under the guidance of the Templars in front, Qian Renxue came to the secret room where the platinum bishop Salas stayed.

This place has obviously been cleaned up. The corpses on the ground have long been dragged away, and the ground has been cleaned several times. There is no such disgusting smell of blood and corpses in the air.

Looking at the past, there are complete facilities here, and the surrounding walls are inlaid with fist-sized black stones, exuding a faint wave in the air, and a huge logo is carved on the ground, showing a token Shaped, a long sword descends vertically, just pointing at the entrance of the gate.

Stepping into the secret room, Qian Renxue keenly noticed that there was a mirror, which reflected the scene in the dungeon. The other end of the mirror was simply a replica of this secret room, with exactly the same layout as here.

Obviously, this mirror is a very magical soul tool.

Qian Renxue leaned forward to take a look, and saw that Yang Ming was sitting cross-legged on the bed bored, grasping every minute and every second of time to practice, absorbing as much soul power as possible, not daring to relax in the slightest.

If it was normal, if someone spied on Yang Ming, he would definitely be able to detect it with his soul-level spiritual sense, but because of the mirror soul guide, Yang Ming didn't respond at all.

Could it be that Salas' death has something to do with Yang Ming?

Standing in front of the mirror blankly observing for a long time, Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes were thoughtful.

However, how is this possible? There are three Templar knights in the dungeon who have been monitoring his situation for twelve hours without a break. How could it be possible for Yang Ming to succeed?

Besides, if he really killed Salas, how could he continue to stay here with peace of mind?

Puzzled, confused, all kinds of clues that are difficult to sort out, like a mess, even Qian Renxue has always been clever, but she couldn't figure it out for a while.

Why don't you try it out?

Once this idea suddenly appeared in Qian Renxue's mind, it was hard to get rid of it.

After all, Bishop Platinum is the real power figure in the Hall of Spirits, and at the same time, Salas also shoulders a heavy burden. He is one of the important executives of the Hall of Spirits to attack the Heaven Dou Empire in the future. Not only is it a major loss, but it will also affect the upcoming plans of Wuhundian.

As Qian Renxue, who has the highest status in Tiandou City, she must take on the task of finding the real culprit who killed Platinum Bishop Salas.

Otherwise, even if she is the daughter of Pope Bibi Dong, she will be questioned by many parties, and Bibi Dong will punish her, otherwise it will be difficult to convince the public.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through her mind one by one, and within a few seconds of the outside world, Qian Renxue already had a decision in her heart, and said to the Templar guarding the door:

Take me to the dungeon.

Yes!

After saluting, the Templars took the lead and walked along the spacious corridor. There were gold decorations on both sides of the corridor, and soul guides that emitted soft light hung down. These daily soul guides are not widely used in the folk today. , each of which is worth more than a dozen gold soul coins, enough for an ordinary person to live comfortably for the first half of his life, but here are just ordinary daily necessities, which shows how strong the capital of the Wuhun Temple is.

Tat-tat-tat-tat-tat...

There was a sound of footsteps, walking down the spiral downward stone stairs, the sight didn't drop much, and the Templar led Qian Renxue to the outside of the dungeon where Yang Ming was imprisoned.

As soon as Qian Renxue turned her beautiful eyes, she saw that the door of the dungeon was locked tightly, and there was a bamboo and rattan chair at the door. An elderly man was lying on the bamboo and rattan chair with his legs crossed. When he heard someone coming, he originally The eyes that had been closed all the time suddenly opened, and there was a flash of sharpness in Cangxi's eyes, like the sharp edge of a sword when it is unsheathed, which makes people feel a little dazzling.

This person is naturally the sword fighter Luo Chenxin who is here to protect Yang Ming under Ning Fengzhi's order.

After yawning a little, Sword Douluo Chen said with a trace of sleepiness in his heart:

I thought it was time for dinner, but I didn't expect a beautiful female doll to come. Why, now that the Wuhun Palace has fallen to this point, you actually want to use beauty tricks to attract Yang Ming, a peerless genius?

Sword Douluo Chenxin looked Qian Renxue up and down, and found that the fluctuation of soul power emanating from her was not too strong, he was slightly relieved, and at the same time, there was a hint of teasing in his tone.

Sword Douluo Chenxin is one of the elders with the most senior experience in the Colorful Glazed Tile School, so he is naturally a little uncomfortable with the Wuhun Palace.

However, to his surprise, when he finished speaking, the Templar knight who was the tour guide reacted a little too loudly.

With a sound of clang, the Templar knight suddenly summoned a sharp sword Wuhun. The sword was as tall as a person and exuded a shimmering cold light. One could tell it was a sharp sword Wuhun.

At this moment, he pointed his sword tip at Chen Xin obliquely, his brown-skinned Chinese character face was full of anger, and he shouted angrily:

Presumptuous, how dare you speak like that to your lord, even if you are a guest of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, I absolutely cannot turn a blind eye!

After all, this Templar knight still had soul king-level fluctuations surging from his body, and five soul rings appeared on his body in a row, which didn't look like he was putting on airs.

The next moment, a jade arm crossed in front of the templar knight, and with a smile on the corner of Qian Renxue's mouth, she said:

Stop! Senior Chen Xin is a prestigious titled Douluo, how could he speak ill of a weak girl like me? Qian Renxue stared at Chen Xin's old face with beautiful eyes, and said, I say yes, Senior Chenxin?

With Qian Renxue's obstruction, the templar was also relieved, after all, even if he was given ten thousand courage to make him a small soul king, he would not have the courage to fight against a titled soul king. When Douluo made a move, everything just now was just for Qian Renxue to show her loyalty.

Seeing Qian Renxue's words, he asked the Templar knight to dissipate his martial spirit and soul ring, Sword Douluo Chen took a deep look at Qian Renxue.

Wuhundian and Colorful Glazed Tile Sect have a complex relationship, which includes both cooperation and competition. As one of the top executives of the Colorful Glazed Tile School, Jian Dou Luo Chenxin is naturally familiar with some important figures in Wuhundian, and most of them have seen each other. However, he felt a little unfamiliar with the woman in front of him.

Of course, Sword Dou Luo Chenxin also realized that Qian Renxue's words were sarcasm secretly just now, but he was so thick-skinned that he didn't care at all, instead he laughed and said:

Looking at you girl, do you want to go in and see Yang Ming?

What if I say no?