The leader of the Demon Cult ran away with the ball

If you want to ask the martial arts more than ten years ago, who is the best in martial arts in the world, you don't need to ask famous people, a three-year-old child will know that Xue Jingying is the number one martial arts leader.

If you want to ask more than ten days later, the ranking will be messed up. Ever since the battle on the top of Ximo Mountain, the head of the demon went to the Mosuo Cliff and died. Xue Jingying's No. [-] character.

As soon as the news came out, the famous families were upright and the evil spirits were gearing up, eager to fight for the false name of No. 1 in the martial arts world.

For a while, the sects fought in a scuffle, and each sent a battle post. The fight was so intense that it was very lively.

However, this is all about martial arts. The Prince's Mansion in the capital is completely unaffected by these ordinary affairs of martial arts.

The distinguished prince is sitting on the right seat in the lobby tasting tea. In front of him is the Biluochun freshly picked before the first new rain. It is boiled and soaked in the sweetest snow mountain water. A cup is worth a lot.

Under the hall, was his subordinate in black and black face. On the floor of the hall lay a man in ragged clothes and blood all over his body. His face was covered by unkempt hair and he couldn't see clearly.

The crown prince took a sip of the top grade Biluochun slowly, without even raising his eyes: "Are you dead?"

The black-clothed and black-faced subordinate cupped his hands: "He has internal strength to protect his body, and he still has a good breath, but his meridians have been cut off, so he is a useless person."

"Oh." The crown prince's mouth curled up in joy.

"My lord, what should I do with this man?"

The crown prince held two jade beads in his right hand and turned them around, then suddenly asked: "Is it almost fifteen?"

Although the subordinate looked puzzled, he still replied: "Exactly, the full moon will be in two days."

The man in the Chinese suit stood up with a pleasant smile: "Okay, the day when the monster of the national teacher will be poisoned is coming again, so let this person be a tribute to the national teacher. It is rumored that the national teacher is not related to the Western Demon Sect. Some old friends have suffered a lot, so we will give him a big gift."

"Yes!"

In a dark dungeon.

Xue Jingying was woken up by the pain of broken tendons and bones all over his body. He felt chills all over his body, and his heart was stagnant and he couldn't breathe.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and there was darkness in front of him, and he could vaguely hear someone's cries and shouts.

His head was dizzy for a while, he closed his eyes for a while, and then opened his eyes to regain consciousness.It is a dark roof, only a small hole with a square shape on the high wall, and a little light seeps through it.

Xue Jingying's eyes moved down, and she saw that there were iron pillars all around, and there were bursts of weeping and desperate cries around.

Xue Jingying endured the severe pain and leaned against the stone wall behind her to sit up, only then did she see clearly that he was in a dungeon.

The dungeon is dark and damp, the place is only an inch, and the sun is not visible. There is nothing in the dungeon, only a few straws are spread here and there on the ground.

In the small dungeon, besides him, there were more than a dozen men, women and children of different ages trapped.

This quick glance exhausted all his strength, Xue Jingying stagnated, coughed, and spit out a big mouthful of black blood.

The crying and scolding people in the cell were startled by him, and they all stopped and looked at him instantly.The person who had been sobbing next to Xue Jingying also stopped and looked at him blankly.

Xue Jingying wiped his lips, and he felt a lot more comfortable when he spit out, so he ignored these people and just sat up and crossed his legs to meditate.

Seeing that he hadn't moved, those who were crying and yelling turned their heads and started yelling again.

There was only one person next to Xue Jingying. He stared blankly at Xue Jingying and stopped crying. He glanced at Xue Jingying and suddenly said, "Brother, are you also sold here?"

"where are you come from?"

"What's your name? My name is Ah Si."

"What do you think the national teacher will do to us? Will we die?"

"..."

He murmured four or five questions, but Xue Jingying didn't reply. He was about to ask again on his own, when suddenly Xue Jingying's figure flickered, and another mouthful of dirty blood spurted out. There was an unbelievable expression on his face, and he muttered in his mouth: "No...how could...no...how could..."

"You...what's the matter with you?" That Ah Si was taken aback, and reached out to help Xue Jingying.

Xue Jingying pushed him away: "No...it won't...my martial arts", as she said that, she felt a rush of blood rushing up from her heart, Xue Jingying spat out a mouthful of blood, and passed out again.

When Xue Jingying woke up again, it should be already late, he was still in the dungeon, the only light on the dungeon was gone, and it was much quieter.

The people who were crying and cursing loudly before were gone, only a few faint sobs came from around.

Xue Jingying moved, and then heard a voice from beside her, and a pair of hands supported him to sit up: "You are awake, are you better? What happened to you during the day, you scared me to death."

Hearing the voice, it was Ah Si who was sitting next to him before.

Xue Jingying didn't want anyone to touch him, but he had no strength at all now, and he couldn't refuse even if he wanted to, so he could only let that Ah Si help him up.

Xue Jingying finally wanted to speak, and he asked, "Where is this?"

Ah Si replied slowly: "Don't you know? This is the dungeon of the National Teacher's Mansion."

"National Teacher's Mansion?" Xue Jingying asked nonchalantly.

Ah Si nodded: "That's right, National Teacher's Mansion, weren't you sold here?"

Xue Jingying was silent for a while, then shook her head, why is he here?

Ah Si saw Xue Jingying's movements clearly, and said ah: "So you were sold here, I'm still surprised, you have an extraordinary bearing, young master, you don't seem to be short of money..."

He was still waiting to say, but Xue Jingying suddenly asked, "Who is the national teacher?"

Ah Si opened his mouth wide: "Don't you even know our national teacher in Dingguo?"

Xue Jingying was silent. He naturally knew that there was a national teacher in Dingguo, but he had been in the martial arts all the time and didn't care about the court, so although he knew that there was a national teacher, he didn't know where this national teacher came from, and he didn't know who he was. Why is it in the dungeon of the national teacher.

Ah Si saw that he was puzzled, and said again: "I don't know what the national teacher's surname is. I only know that his name is Shen Bi. He practiced in Xuantian Temple since he was a child. He is a disciple of Taoist Master Guangxuan. After Taoist Master Guangxuan went to travel around the world , he succeeded the title of Daoist National Teacher, and was summoned back to Beijing by the emperor. He was also given the number one mansion in the capital. I heard that he is very favored by the emperor, and even the princes have to give him three points when they see him. Every year If he prays for blessings at the national ceremonies, the emperor will walk side by side with him in his favor, which is an honor that no one else has."

Ah Si said that there was a look of envy in his eyes, but it went out after a while, and he continued with fear: "However, this monster national teacher does not know what strange disease, every night when the moon is full Once sick, many good men and women are required to sacrifice their lives. All those who have sacrificed either died or were weak. But even so, for the sacrifice money, there are still many poor people who sacrificed themselves or The child was sold to the National Teacher's Mansion, and I was one of them, who was sold by my father."

Ah Si said, as if remembering something sad, she smiled wryly.

Xue Jingying frowned upon hearing this.

Xue Jingying didn't answer, and Ah Si didn't speak anymore. After a long time, Ah Si suddenly sighed, and said again: "Hey, I only blame my own bad luck, but I'm afraid it's useless. The dozen or so people in front were all killed. Pulled away, there are only a few of us left now, and it is estimated that we will be here soon."

what? !

Xue Jingying's complexion changed, and before she could react, she heard a hoarse male voice shouting from outside the dungeon: "Hey, you guys, go, pull out the few remaining people in there!"