Knight line GL

The Prisoner of the Immortal Prison was about to leave, when suddenly the storefront moved slightly, and dust fell from the ceiling of the main hall.The anointing lamp kept flickering, and the light and shadow swayed on the prisoner's uncertain face.

He tensed up, wondering what had happened.Zuo Ying has an objection in his heart, and there are hidden rumors in the immortal prison.It's just that the prison master is getting older, greedy for life and afraid of death, and more and more obsessed with the art of longevity.

Although the emperor has skills and the power is always in his hands, the world is not an imperial court after all, and there are no rules of etiquette that cannot be surpassed by the monarch and his ministers.Formidable masters of martial arts are more or less rebellious, not to mention how many good enemies can there be in the Undead Prison who kill people for a living.

The Immortal Prison Master originally had a mind of balance, so Zuo Ying took the opportunity to form a clique.When the prison master was determined to get rid of Zuo Ying, it coincided with the attack of the heroes of the Jianghu. At such a critical juncture, of course he couldn't cut off his arm.

The aftershock subsided, and silence returned to the main hall.Seeing that the Immortal Prison Master was still silent, the little ghost wanted to ask for orders to check, but swallowed the words again, and still stood quietly with his hands down.

"Little devil." The Undead Prison Master said suddenly.

The little devil bowed his waist: "The subordinate is here."

"You go and see."

The little ghost said without hesitation, "Obey."

"Wait." The Immortal Prison Master glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, and then ordered again, "Dong Gui, go and have a look."

The voice of the Immortal Prison Master disappeared, and the hall was obviously dead silent.After a few breaths, a black shadow slowly floated down from the top of the hall.

The kid didn't dare to raise his head, but secretly called luck in his heart.Before the four ghosts of spring, summer, autumn and winter, there were originally four ghosts in the southeast, northwest, hunting and killing Liang Rui's survivors in southern Xinjiang.However, there were rumors in the prison that some survived, but their whereabouts were unknown.

Dong Gui floated down from the stone beam and stood in the hall without saying a word.

The Prison Master of Undead Prison urged: "Go quickly."

Dong Gui wanted to persuade him to leave quickly, and he would risk his life to escort him, but he was clumsy and didn't know how to speak. He was hesitant and listened to the prison master's urging, so he turned his head and went out without saying a word.

Seeing him leaving, the little ghost was waiting for orders from the prison master, when he suddenly saw him sitting down, he couldn't help panting.The kid's heart skipped a beat, and his carefully restrained heartbeat also became chaotic.

The undead prison master's breathing became heavier: "Help, help me up."

A trap that fell from the sky is more likely to be a deadly trap.The little ghost was thinking about it, and immediately stepped forward to the front of the throne, raised his left hand and sent it forward.The silver needle was caught between the fingers, the needle tip was covered by the flesh, only a short needle tail exposed under the palm, strangely dotted with red bean-sized skin blisters.

The withered palm of the Prisoner of the Immortal Prison slowly landed on the imp's wrist, and he squeezed it tightly to use his strength to stand up.

The little ghost was very disappointed, he stretched out his right hand as if to help, but actually wanted to get back the silver needle between his left fingers.At this moment, the Immortal Prison Master suddenly leaned forward.

The little ghost has quick eyes and quick hands, and even faster thoughts!

She pressed the end of the needle with the thumb of her left hand and pushed it out between her fingers. Most of her body was against the prisoner's fallen body. Her shoulders and arms pushed him back to the golden dragon throne, and her right hand grabbed the prisoner's wrist and pressed it against the armrest.

"Prisoner be careful."

The little ghost pleaded guilty and took the opportunity to take a quick step back.At this moment, she didn't dare to be careless, for fear that the prison master would notice the slap, and hurriedly raised his eyelids to secretly look at it.

Under the light of the ointment lamp, the silver needle shone slightly, and it was pierced on the front of the purple robe impressively.But seeing the long part of the silver needle exposed, and looking at the Prisoner's expression, it was obvious that the needle was not deep enough to penetrate the skin.

The little ghost couldn't help but feel annoyed when he failed, and wanted to make up for it, but he didn't have the chance.

The jailer leaned on the back of the chair, his nose opened and closed vigorously, but his breath was as steady as Mount Tai: "You don't feel well."

The little ghost froze: "There is nothing wrong with this subordinate."

The light in the Prison Master's eyes was flickering, he knew that the poisonous gas had entered his body, and he might not have much time, no matter if it was a little devil or not, if she was loyal and dedicated, she would be a martyr and serve him under the Nine Springs.

Thinking of this, the Prison Master forcibly suppressed the churning inner breath: "Okay, come and help me to the inner hall."

The little ghost bowed her head and refused to go forward, because she had been serving the Prison Master for a long time, and she knew his words very well.If nothing happened, he would just say "Let's go", if the kid obeys the command, he will lead the way.Then he said "come and help me" again.

But if he doesn't agree, with the Prison Master's skill, even if he is not feeling well at the moment, the poisonous needle has not penetrated after all, I am afraid that the longer the delay, the more time he will recover.

Seeing that the little ghost was hesitant, the prison master was afraid that she would run away, although he forbids her to cultivate internal energy, he can't guarantee that there is some secret technique that he doesn't know about.

The prison master thought that he might not be able to catch up with her and kill her with one blow, so it would be better to lure her over, so the expression on his face became more and more desolate: "I have no children behind me, and the left eagle and the right dog are nothing but servants, not to mention each has his own selfish motives. Only you After my clan brother, for several years, Cheng Huan has become like his own daughter..."

Every time he said a word, the little ghost's heart turned cold, and when he talked about his own daughter, her calf was already stiff.However, she knew that she couldn't wait any longer, she had no internal strength, and if she wanted to escape, she was courting death.There is still a chance to take a step forward, as long as the silver needle is stuck in, the old thief will undoubtedly die.

"The prison master's kindness in nurturing, remember in my heart..."

"Good boy." The prison master was overjoyed when he saw her coming forward, and pretended to hold her hand, but actually wanted to strangle the little ghost by the throat.The smile on his face grew stronger, he clutched his chest and lamented, "I can't do it anymore, I have a lot of things to tell you...Go to hell!"

The kid had expected it long ago, but he was caught off guard, and was stuck in his throat.She didn't care about struggling, and pushed her two hands towards the prisoner's chest.

How could the jailer allow her to touch him, he straightened his elbow and pushed her away.The little ghost's breathing was getting faster and faster, and he was about to die, suddenly his throat loosened, his body fell to the ground, and a large gust of fresh air poured in.

She didn't take a quick breath, turned backwards behind her back, and rolled down the nine jade steps.Realizing that the prison master didn't come after him, he raised his eyes this time to see what happened.

The prison master lay motionless on the golden throne, his eyes widened and his mouth slightly opened.The well-maintained face quickly turned gray, like a dead leaf in the mud.

Surprised and delighted, the little ghost rushed up to the nine-story jade platform.Standing in front of the corpse, she raised her hand to touch the things in his skirt, but she stopped when her hand was hanging in the air.

"Zuo Ying put poison in the lamp, just to stare at me."

The kid muttered something, and slapped the corpse on the face.She stared at that face and giggled, and slapped her backhand again.After hitting him seven or eight times before he gave up, he pulled out the silver needle and found out a soft leather pouch hanging around the prisoner's neck.

She took the things and wanted to go to the inner hall.Years and months of income from the Immortal Prison are hidden in the inner hall.Gold and silver treasures, encrypted letters, one copy is enough to enjoy for a lifetime.

The little ghost entered the inner hall and came out again in a blink of an eye.She thought of the shock just now, and the fact that Dong Gui hadn't returned for a long time. I'm afraid it was the group of idle and panic-stricken people who came in!

Even if it wasn't, Dong Gui would have to kill himself to vent his anger when he came back to see the prison master's sudden death.The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, she changed into a servant's green clothes, tied on a veil and fled in a hurry.

After leaving the gate of the main hall, there are three palace gates a hundred steps ahead.Outside the palace gate is a bluestone road.The width can accommodate four carriages in parallel, and a one-foot-wide drainage groove is dug on both sides.Every nine steps, there is a figurine of a warrior holding a sharp weapon. The leopard head and eyes look like a heavenly king.

The little ghost kept his eyes on the ground and ran quickly.The Immortal Prison, together with several large tombs, has well-developed corridors in all directions, as long as you leave this section, no one will be able to find her.

As soon as the idea came up, I heard someone talking in front of me.

"...My father is still alive...My old man...People in the Jianghu don't care...Write a book and set up a biography...When you are famous, you are famous, and when the wind blows away, you will be gone, that's fine."

It was inaudible at first, but gradually became clearer.No matter how hard you fight, there is nowhere to retreat.Thinking about the purgatory under the secret room in the inner hall, the little ghost rolled his eyes, climbed up on the figurines, and hung upside down on the top of the corner.

The sound in the distance is getting closer and closer, and there are many steady steps.I just heard the same voice just now, who should be a little older, saying: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push against the waves ahead. Don't worry about what the waves ahead look like, just remember to be higher than it."

The kid didn't have time to recollect, so he saw a group of people approaching.She knows that the five senses of the master are sharp, so she dare not look directly, her eyes are fixed on the shadow on the ground.But seeing the leader's weapon is quite strange, the tip of the sword is oblique.

A thought flashed in the little ghost's mind, and suddenly he felt wind blowing in his ears.She was like a loach, sliding down the corner of the wall.Unexpectedly, a long spear came obliquely, and the cold air pierced directly into his shoulder.The little ghost didn't care to hide his clumsiness, and twisted his body against the blade of the gun to avoid it.

She was just about to turn her head and run back, when she felt a chill on the back of her neck, and a voice came from behind: "Where else do you want to go?"

The little ghost breathed a sigh of relief, quickly raised his hands, and looked around.The one who wields the spear is a woman, with erect facial features, sword-like brows on her temples, and she is not angry and majestic.The little ghost knows without guessing, that nine out of ten people are from the Jun Han Mansion.

She glanced back out of the corner of her eye, and realized that the shadow she saw on the ground just now was not a sword, but a straight long knife with no curvature at the tip, and the sharp blade was cut obliquely, shining coldly.

The kid had already thought about how to answer, but just as he was about to speak, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy came up and shouted angrily, "Was it you just now! You, tell me!"

The little ghost likes to talk to such people the most, and immediately showed a dazed expression.One movement of the lips, and the cry of tragic chance begins.Unexpectedly, there was a sudden heavy knife on the back of the neck, followed by severe pain.She cursed in her heart, these decent families are really shameless.

The person behind was not ashamed, and his voice was soft, as if chatting: "Each question, you can only answer once."

The little ghost's heart was awe-inspiring, and then his face turned cold, and the mask was suddenly torn off.

She had a face that didn't match her age, and Fu Huai had taken a fancy to it at the beginning.And because of living underground all these years, her skin is fair and clear, making her look younger, innocent and harmless.

The little ghost knew her strengths, she raised her eyes timidly, and bit her lower lip at the boy just now.

The young boy really had a thin face, turned his eyes away, and said softly, "I was in the cave just now, was that you?"

The little ghost thought, did Donggui escape?She naturally wouldn't say it, and continued to pretend to be confused, but instead asked: "What hole? I ran into you just after I came out of the main hall."

"How many people are there in the main hall?"

The kid pretended to hesitate: "There is one more person."

"Who?"

"Prisoner."

After the little ghost finished speaking, he saw that the faces of the heroes changed suddenly, but they didn't believe it at all.She shouted repeatedly: "I didn't lie to you! Heroes, go and see and you will know."

No matter how hard they questioned him, the little ghost insisted that he heard that the heroes besieged the Immortal Prison, so he wanted to escape while no one was around.On the way, I passed by the Hall of the King of Hell and took a look.It was empty inside, except for the prison master.

The group of heroes entered the main hall, seeing the Immortal Prisoner sitting on the golden throne, they were all startled and suspicious, and dared not go forward.Seeing the Prison Master's deeply sunken cheeks, brown spots and bruised veins on his face, the little ghost couldn't help feeling happy.

"I gonna go see."

The little ghost only felt his neck loosen, and a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, the girl wielding the knife had already leaped onto the nine-story jade platform.She knew that this opportunity must not be missed, but when the girl on the high platform said that she was dead, all the heroes rushed forward.

The little devil put oil on the soles of his feet and only went outside.There was only one anointing oil lamp in the hall, and everyone didn't pay attention, so she slipped out.

The little ghost secretly laughed, and he heard the group behind him saying——

"Oh, it's really dead."

"Do you still feel sorry for the relationship?"

"I'm not, hey, I can't tell."