The Emperor is kidnapped, and the useless daughter destroys the three realms

Ruan Xihe felt something was strange and immediately followed the guards.

The room was empty except for a statue of a deity on the table. The guard turned the incense burner on the table a few times, and a hidden door appeared behind the statue.

The guard walked over, but suddenly turned back when he entered the door!

Only after seeing that there was no one behind him did the guard feel at ease to walk in.

Xia Yuanbai was panting outside the door. If my brother hadn't pulled him back, he would have been discovered by the guard...

Ruan Xihe lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then returned to the outside and came to the wall where the guard had just been. After seeing the scene in front of her, she felt cold all over...

I saw a deep pit behind the wall. The pit was charred black, as if something had been burned. The pit was filled with corpses of children of all sizes. The older ones were ninety years old, and the younger ones were only two or three years old!

"You bastard! You have absolutely no conscience!" Xia Yuanbai, who came from behind, saw this scene and couldn't help but curse out loud.

Ruan Xihe's face was gloomy, "Go underground."

After saying that, she came to the small room she had just been in, turned the incense burner, and the door behind the statue appeared again. She walked in, and Xia Yuanbai followed closely behind her.

It was pitch black behind the door, but the further you went, the brighter it became. This place was no longer empty like the ground, but was filled with slaves and guards.

Ruan Xihe took a look at his clothes, knocked out two guards, and changed into their uniform.

There were countless iron gates, and inside were countless young child slaves imprisoned. All along the way, these slaves were all very quiet and obedient.

Ruan Xihe felt something was wrong the more he looked, until they walked outside a room...

Inside the room were rows of wooden frames with a row of young children tied to them. Many guards stood around the wooden frames. In the middle of the room, there stood a single, largest wooden frame with a boy of five or six years old tied to it. In front of the boy stood a fat man and an old man.

"It's them!" Xia Yuanbai whispered.

"Yeah." Ruan Xihe also discovered that the boy on the wooden frame in front of him was the boy on the ghost market street today.

"Ah——" the boy suddenly screamed.

The old man held a very thin needle in his hand and inserted it into the boy's head, muttering something. The boy's expression was distorted and he looked more and more painful.

After a long while, the old man stopped moving, a trace of viciousness flashed across his gloomy face, "Take him away."

As soon as he finished speaking, two guards came out carrying the unconscious boy. Ruan Xihe followed them, turned one corner after another, and came to a water dungeon. After the guards locked the boy in a cage, they left.

Ruan Xihe saw the people walking away, then he appeared, walked into the water dungeon, and came to the iron cage.

The boy woke up slowly, with a look of surprise in his eyes at first, then he turned his head away and closed his eyes, looking as if he didn't want to talk to anyone.

"This..." Xia Yuanbai was puzzled and looked at Ruan Xihe in doubt.

Ruan Xihe frowned, then squatted down and said to the boy, "Do you believe me?"

"It's better not to waste..." The boy smiled bitterly, but when he turned around and met a pair of determined eyes, the words of refusal were stuck in his throat.

Those eyes seemed to give him hope, and he nodded involuntarily.

Seeing the boy nod, Ruan Xihe placed his hand on the boy's head. The Tai Chi pattern on his palm reappeared, and countless invisible white lines emerged from his palm and penetrated into the boy's brain.

Wherever the white line went, one could see many long needles stuck in the boy's brain, and there was a black seal in the middle of his brain. The black gas coming out of the seal was all wrapped around the several long needles, densely wrapping the entire brain.

"break!"

A low cold shout was heard, and the black seal was instantly broken by thousands of lines. The black gas also dissipated, and then the long needles were pulled out of the boy's body.

The boy's face showed pain again, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing, because he could feel his spirit slowly breaking free from its restraints.

Ruan Xihe guessed that these children might have been controlled by someone, but when she saw with her own eyes the evil spell cast in the boy's mind, she was still shocked.

The Zhan Shu was her unique mystical art from her previous life. It used the palms as a formation and could control people's minds and explore their spirits. She didn't expect that the Zhan Shu could help her twice in this life!

After the long needles were pulled out, the boy fell to the ground weakly. Xia Yuanbai, who was standing by, was stunned for a moment when he saw the dozens of long needles in Ruan Xihe's hand.

It took him a long time to come to his senses. He quickly drew the sword at his waist, cut the chains of the iron cage, and helped the boy out.

The boy stood up slowly, tears in his eyes: "Thank you both for saving me, I thought I would die here..."

"They control our minds. We cannot ask for help from others, nor can we think of rebelling and running away. Otherwise, the seal in our heads will take effect and we will die."

"And once they know someone wants to save us, they will torture us severely. The more people who want to save us, the more we will suffer when we return to being slaves."

"So I didn't mean to speak to you like that during the day, but we no longer dare to pin our hopes on others, and we don't want to be tortured anymore..."

"My two lords, I know it's inappropriate to say these words at this moment, but I have no other choice. I hope you can save others! Dozens of slaves die here every day. Once these slaves die, they will look for suitable replacements everywhere outside. I really don't want them to continue to do evil, but my ability is limited. I know I shouldn't make demands on my benefactors at this moment, but I..."

With a "thump", the boy knelt on the ground with red eyes, and kowtowed heavily to Ruan Xihe and Xia Yuanbai, his request evident in his words.

Xia Yuanbai helped the boy up and wiped the blood from his forehead, with a look of pity on his face, "We are here for this very reason."

Ruan Xihe frowned, "What's your name? How much do you know about this seal?"

No wonder the big man who bought her herbs specifically reminded her not to rescue slaves when on the "street".

But if so many slaves were controlled by the seal, then the problem would be very difficult, because with her current ability, it was impossible for her to use the seal on thousands of people at the same time. Moreover, she had already overdrawn her mental strength after just using it once...

"I... don't have a name, only a number, Wu Qi." The boy said calmly, "Our seals were all planted by the old evil master, but I secretly observed before that the control of the seals is not in the old evil master, but in his room, but there is a formation set in his room, so I can't get in."

Formation?

Ruan Xihe smiled and waved to Wu Qi and Xia Yuanbai, asking them to put their heads closer. She spoke softly...