The villain king really doesn't want to rebel

The sound was like a muffled sound.

A man with nimble hands and feet carefully protected the flames in his hands and touched the rock. He got up and ran quickly, and people in the distance heard the sound of the stone disintegrating.

Only then did they open their eyes, raise their weapons and rush into the gunpowder smoke.

Then, several bloody people were set up not far behind the door.

Luo Hanjue took a look. The iron chains between the shackles on these criminals' feet were also cut off, and the trousers were still stained with muddy water. No wonder they could run up from below, she thought.

Luo Hanjue looked at the blasted hole, the deep wind scattered the dust and smoke, revealing the dark gray circular lock.

The dungeon is below.

It was built underground to accommodate prisoners with serious crimes, and sometimes officials in the court would be sent here for interrogation.And this prison door, which can only be opened with a mechanism, has already broken a big hole.And deeper, still in the dark.

Lin Xian and his brothers in the military camp looked at the figure from behind, and the general's voice was particularly harsh.

"Be careful, anyone who resists will be killed on the spot."

"Yes!"

Pang Ziyi was woken up by the piercing cold water, and the water mixed with the blood from the corners of his eyes slipped from the scar on his face, which was a bit painful.The opened tiger eyes directly met a man in black standing in front of him.

No, it should be said that this person has no intention of hiding his voice at all.

Pang Ziyi: "How did you get in here?"

This person obviously appeared at an inopportune time. At least these days, Pang Ziyi had never seen anyone who could stand upright in this dark prison, and still show his sword in his hand.

He asked hoarsely, "Who are you?"

The man in black didn't speak, and raised the knife in his hand, and the shackles that bound the prisoner were released.

Pang Ziyi fell to the ground, his feet on top of each other, and his movements were so dexterous that he didn't look like a troubled person who had been imprisoned for several months and received punishment.

This turning around made the man in black take a second look at Pang Ziyi.

It was these two eyes that made him answer the question just now.

"The benefactor who came to save your life."

Pang Ziyi was stunned for a moment, this sudden reply made him take another look at this dark-clad person.

He was a man, no doubt about it.

Broad shoulders and a sideways chest that cannot be concealed by a night suit.After Pang Ziyi straightened his back completely, he realized that the man in black was at least half a head taller than him, which made him startled.

It's a physique and stature that's hard to see here.

Rivers and lakes?Which family's private soldiers, or...foreigners.

The man wearing the black iron mask tapped the knife on his shoulder easily. He probably has the kind of temperament that doesn't care about blood. Pang Ziyi looked at the blood stains on the man's blade. Knock, and most of it shakes on the clothes.

He has killed people.

"Why save me? I don't remember the fate and friendship with you, and what kind of place is this? If you appear in this attire, it must be someone from Liang." Pang Zi wanted to test something. The situation is still a little trance.

Tonight seems to be just an ordinary night, and the number of officers and soldiers patrolling and delivering meals is normal.But now, Pang Ziyi has already smelled the blood in the air, not only from this man's blade, but the wind outside has also brought more crises.

It was already clear that the young man who had been in a dark prison for several months looked at this tall black figure.

What exactly is this intruder going to do?

"Hmph, if you keep chattering, the pursuers will come." The man in black walked out of the prison, wielding a big knife and nimbly walking through the iron-black and spiked railings, and the man stepped forward step by step. go inside.

The voice of the man in black was blurred by the wind in the dungeon, and Pang Ziyi looked at the shadow that gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Pang Ziyi still stood where he was, with tattered cloth strips hanging all over his body, his masseter muscles swelled, and thousands of thoughts swirled in his heart at once.

The prisoners whose backs were covered with blood scabs had their own rations.

The man in black heard the footsteps following behind him, and there was an excited smile under the mask.

Although Pang Ziyi had his own judgment, the moment he saw the corpse, his nausea couldn't be easily relieved.

Walking along the way, there are all shocking traces.

The officers and soldiers who were interrogating, as well as the familiar guards in the past few months, were all out of breath and fell to the ground. Pang Ziyi took a closer look, and all of them were killed with a single blow to their throats.

"You killed them all?" For some reason, Pang Ziyi couldn't suppress his trembling voice.

"Isn't it a bit late for you to ask this now?"

"what is your purpose?"

The man in black was obviously a little impatient, and he replied in a more aggressive tone, "Why do you care so much. Anyway, you are Pang Ziyi, right?"

Saying this, the man walking in the front stopped, and the cold eyes under Qing Liao's mask looked over darkly, "Yes, I haven't asked your name yet, let me confirm, you are the son of Pang Yongyi, right? "

Hearing his father's name from this situation, Pangzi's heart skipped a beat. He took a deep look at the terrifying mask on the man's face. Before he could answer, the man who took the first step seemed to lose interest and sniffed. He let out a hesitant breath, and continued walking forward.

"Even if it's not, it doesn't matter. Anyway, after you go out by yourself, you can find out your relatives."

For the next section of the road, Pang Ziyi became more cautious. He no longer tried to find out anything from this man. The current situation was already chaotic enough. Pang Ziyi thought a lot about it until they stopped in front of a huge stone gate. Only then did the heavy air change.

Pang Ziyi looked around, and he found that they had reached the bottom without knowing it, and the prison in front of him, which looked like a closed cave, was the deepest part of the prison.

Before he finished observing, the man beside him had already raised the handle of the knife, and he came up to chop, and the white knife mark was deeply imprinted on the surface of the stone.

At the same time, a dull heavy sound exploded from this narrow narrow passage.

"What are you doing?!"

The man didn't answer, but cut again.

The reverberation spread farther and farther away, until the former soldiers who explored the way returned to Luo Hanjue to report.Only then did the woman's eyes move away from the straw mats on the ground.

Luo Hanjue calmly stated: "You said they have gone straight to the innermost part?"

"Yes, and there are two visible intruders. One of them is extremely tall and holds a big knife. He is currently destroying the locks of the dungeon. The other person should be a prisoner inside. I don't know if it is There was a contractual relationship, but the two acted together."

"Go down."

Luo Hanjue turned his head and asked Lin Xian to lead his troops to surround him from the back mountain. He must block the official roads and small roads in the suburbs of the major cities. Lin Xian is also the root of this land. After going to the top of the mountain.

At this time, some familiar deputy generals finally spoke up, asking Luo Hanjue why he went through so much trouble to guard even the back mountain with heavy troops.Obviously this area is a dark prison specially chosen for the terrain in the wilderness, and they can directly catch the two thieves as long as they give an order.

But the general did not issue such an order to them.

"Do you know who is imprisoned in the dungeon?" Luo Hanjue looked into the distance indifferently, the night was heavy, she sat withered like burning lamp oil all night, and hadn't recovered from the matter on the jade, It was in the middle of the night that I rode my horse and galloped to this wilderness of a hundred and eighty miles.

Some dew had already condensed on her robe, and there seemed to be some unsightly obscurity in her eyes.

"Subordinates don't know."

"Then do you still remember the few battles you had to survive at the border?"

How could the adjutant not remember, he just remembered too much.That's why the scar on his back that healed was aching because of Luo Hanjue's words.

"Of course my subordinates remember that at that time, hundreds of brothers under my command suffered heavy casualties because of that Nanman military god." When he said this, the adjutant's tone was vicious. of a game.

Not only because the large army was forced to a desperate situation, it was almost dead. The guy who was called the god of war by the southern barbarians was like a cat playing with a mouse, hanging them for three days and three nights. , Even the follow-up support troops couldn't come to help them.

Moreover, during that battle, the adjutant looked at the back of the woman in front and sighed heavily.

It was because the general tried his best to seize that sliver of life, and diverted the attention of the southern barbarians with his head alone, and they were rescued.

But... Luo Hanjue fell off a cliff and fell into a thousand-year-old cold spring, and almost went to see Luo Yebing.

Thinking of this, the adjutant's brain suddenly came to his senses, and he said in a heavy tone, "General, I remember that all the captives were disposed of in the end."

"That's right," Luo Hanjue nodded, but before the adjutant's heart could be settled, Luo Hanjue's next words directly dyed a handful of gunpowder in his mind.

"Except for the God of War, all of them have been dealt with."

"what?!"

"Didn't it be agreed that no one would be left behind, and all of them would be killed? Why did this man appear here again?" The adjutant's face changed drastically, and he said with some difficulty: "Could it be because in the dungeon that never opened Is it that person?"

Luo Hanjue didn't speak anymore.

Palace.

Wen Yan looked at the person in front of him and asked coldly, "It's so late, why are you here?"

"Yu Xiang."

Yu Lingyi smiled, "It's just that I want to report to His Majesty because of the flood relief in the south. This is an important matter."

"Isn't the matter about the floods already arranged for the local governor, and isn't it already in the end? Why do you have to meet His Majesty at this time?"

Wen Yan looked at this old fox, this night was really lively, it was another sudden peace talk with the southern barbarians, and now this prince's henchman Yu Xiang appeared again, something happened to the prison in the distance, her brother is still in serious condition The state of coma, the current situation is too obvious, the frequent occurrence of important matters in front of the harem, it has been so disturbing for several days in a row.

Obviously, someone wants to make this muddy water even more muddy.

Neither one is a fuel-efficient lamp.

Wen Yan had to rush to the dark prison to see what was going on, but she also had to get rid of the trouble in front of her.

"Prime Minister, you should also know about the banquets these days. Your Majesty has already taken care of everything, and he has been in charge of the overall situation of ancestor worship for a long time. He has already ordered you not to go to court without reason."

"Besides, His Majesty has already dealt with the flood problem that Prime Minister Yu mentioned. Now that you are repeating it, are you dissatisfied with His Majesty's decision?"

"I'm naturally courageless, and I didn't intend to offend Longyan."

Wen Yan pretended to be furious, "Since you don't have the guts, then you still dare to stand here, and get out of here quickly."

Yu Lingyi's face was soft, and when he spoke, he felt a creepy discomfort, just like this man is bending down humbly now, but what he said is true.

"The minister will take his leave first. After all, His Majesty's dragon body must be the most important thing."

An Wang watched the end of the drama with a blank face.

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The author has something to say:

I have been writing the outline of the new book, and it is a little late.