Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

As soon as Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan stepped into the secret cell, they were almost knocked down by the stench that hit their faces.

"What? The smell is too overpowering," Fu Ling'er complained and immediately closed off his sense of smell. Only then did he feel better. He turned to look at Wan Qiyuan. Seeing his unchanging expression, he wanted to praise him. Who could The next moment, I saw him exhaling a deep breath. Was he also closing his sense of smell? She thought she was being hypocritical!

After a while, the two of them took stock of the situation in the secret cell. Sure enough, there was a person locked against the inner wall.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, who is so ruthless that he doesn't even look like a human being?"

The two of them looked at the man who couldn't even bend his body. His whole body was fixed by six iron chains. At this moment, it was obvious that he had been tortured and had been diagnosed and treated.

The stench of medicine and the smell of blood mixed together were really unpleasant.

I saw that the bleeding from the four holes on the man's body had been stopped, and a lot of medicinal powder was randomly sprinkled on the bruised parts of his body. The thick powder covered the whip marks, and the blood stopped flowing. It was obvious that this medicinal powder was from a superior. Good medicine.

The man is about 189, and his hair is dirty and condensed into strands. Is this a free braid?

Although his face was pale, his lips were chapped, and he was so thin that he was out of shape, it could still be seen from the outline of his facial features that he was once an outstandingly handsome man.

At this moment, the man closed his eyes tightly and was obviously still in a coma. If it weren't for the occasional rise and fall of his chest, he would have thought that he had already gone to the west.

"Yuan, who do you think this person is? You spend so much time torturing someone, and then you come here to see someone's injuries? How much hatred and hatred is this, to make people look like neither humans nor ghosts,"

"No need to guess, he must be a very important person. He probably wants to get something from him but hasn't gotten it yet, so he hangs his life. This is a routine method of interrogation,"

"Well, I think so too. Who is so bold? How dare he do such cruel things in such a sacred place? Wait, it can't be the Demon Lord Bei Mingkun, right? So this is why he doesn't dare The reason for coming to host the sacrificial activities?"

"It's also possible that this man's identity is not simple, or maybe he has some hold on Bei Mingkun? That's why Bei Mingkun tortured him, but didn't dare to kill him."

"Have we heard rumors about Bei Mingkun before? What were they talking about at that time? Do you still remember? Yuan,"

"Well, I heard something in a teahouse in Qiye City. It seemed to be that the emperor who sat on the throne of Beimingkun had an unfair name and that he didn't have a seal. Well, that seems to be what he said."

"Ah, I remembered it. I spent money to inquire about it at that time. It was said that Bei Mingkun suddenly appeared two hundred years ago and seemed to have snatched the throne of the third prince. Could it be that this man is the legendary man for unknown reasons? The third prince who died suddenly?"

"It should be him. He must be holding the seal in his hand. Bei Mingkun didn't kill him, he just tortured him. Obviously the seal is still in his hand,"

"If he had handed it over, he would have turned into a handful of dirt. He is undoubtedly wise. The seal is his life-saving talisman."

The two of them analyzed the person in front of them in a few words, and even guessed what happened to him. Now you see how much air he is exhaling and how little air he is in? Fu Ling'er couldn't help but admire this man's perseverance. He had been tortured for two hundred years, but he was still living tenaciously. Even though there was not a single piece of flesh on his body, he still worked hard to live.

"Ling'er, do you want to save him?"

"First wait for him to wake up. I need to know how he is as a person. Then I can decide whether to save him or not?"

"Huh? Does Ling'er think he is a bad person?"

"That's not to say. We are just guessing about his identity. We have to confirm it before we know. You also know that Bei Mingkun has always wanted to attack the world of cultivation and always tries his best to attack the world of cultivation. This is a time bomb. I I don’t like it very much, and I don’t want the demons to cause trouble in the Cultivation Continent again, so it is necessary to change to a demon emperor, and this third prince is a ready candidate,"

"So Ling'er needs to confirm first whether he is a disaster?"

"Yes, it is like that,"

"Okay, let's wait for him to wake up,"

"It's okay. I'll give him a magic pill. I believe he will wake up soon."

Fu Ling'er stuffed a pill into Beiming Xianzhen's mouth, and the pill melted in his mouth. After a while, Beiming Xianzhen's face looked much better, and his breathing gradually calmed down. Although he hadn't woken up yet, he couldn't take it anymore. How long.

Sure enough, the miraculous effects of the elixir were astonishing. After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Beiming Xianzhen faintly opened his eyes.

There was no light in his dark eyes. Beiming Xianzhen thought that he really couldn't survive this time, but the pain in his body reminded him that he was still alive. Why was he still alive?

"you're awake?"

Fu Ling'er saw him dumbfounded and looked helpless, so she interrupted his self-pity.

Beiming Xianzhen was startled by the sudden sound and raised his head suddenly. Two people stood three meters in front of him.

"You...who are you?"

Seeing a stranger other than Bei Mingkun for the first time in two hundred years made him both shocked and happy. He was happy that he was finally free. He prayed with a trembling voice,

"No...whoever you are? Can you...please do me a favor? I won't let your help go in vain. I will repay you,"

"Oh, tell us who you are first? I'm thinking about whether to help you," Fu Ling'er asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I...I am Beiming Xianzhen." Beiming Xianzhen was stunned. He didn't expect the two people in front of him to care about who he was. But he thought that not many people could remember a dead person.

"That third prince who died?" Fu Linger was convinced. Sure enough, their guess was right.

"Do you know me?" Beiming Xianzhen's pupils dilated in surprise. He didn't expect anyone to actually remember him.

"I don't know, now tell me how you want us to help you," Fu Ling'er asked coldly. She wanted to see if the third prince would ask her to save him?

"Girl, please give me a good time, I will repay you," Beiming Xianzhen's previous emotional fluctuations disappeared again,

Fu Ling'er was stunned, a little surprised, and looked at Wan Qiyuan. She did not expect that Beiming Xianzhen would ask them to kill him. Are you desperate for this world?

Seeing that they were silent, Beiming Xianzhen said urgently,

"I will really repay you. Let me tell you, I have a secret..."

"Are you going to tell us the whereabouts of the seal?" Fu Ling'er interrupted him before he could finish. She guessed what Beiming Xianzhen was going to say, but her purpose was not the seal, but Beiming's. This person is Ming Xianzhen.

Beiming Xianzhen paused, looked at Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan with complicated eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice,

"You... got it," yes, if you know that he is the third prince and can find him here, you must know that the seal is with him. But what is the purpose of these two people? Want a seal? That would be easy if they wanted to, as long as they could kill him.

Fu Ling'er didn't speak, which was regarded as acquiescence.

"In this case, why don't I tell you? As long as you can help me escape, you swear you will help me, right?" Beiming Xianzhen looked at Fu Ling'er earnestly. He had no expectations for Wan Qiyuan. This man obviously listened to this woman's words. So he just asked her.

Is this really a death wish, a wish to die? Are you so anxious to die? Should she tell him that she could save him?