The grand farce of the Impunity Prison ended here. It is estimated that in a few years, this battle will be mentioned today and talked about it with relish.

Chen Fan severely injured two Xuanying with one arrow. He finally left alive while encircled by the five Xuanying.

This has to be said, it is really a miracle. From then on, whenever the first person in the imprisonment prison was mentioned, there was no other person under Xuanying except the name "Chen Fan".

...

In a side hall, sandalwood is lingering, full of the fragrance of herbs.

With a creaking sound, the door was closed, and Mr. Mo walked out of the door. Gu Motian couldn't help but step forward and asked, "How is it?"

Boss Mo looked at Gu Motian with a expressionless face, "It's nothing serious, it's considered to be a stabilizing condition. You, a genius disciple, have not died even if you dry up like this. I have to say that your vitality is very tenacious. In addition, I have taken down the blood ring for him."

"Thank you, thank you." Gu Motian said gratefully.

"snort."

Old Mo snorted coldly, "Don't think I'll help you, let it go. This matter is gone. You and Han Litian use me to use this imprisoned prison as a battlefield. I'm just turning a blind eye."

"He puts one Chu Munan in and one Han Qiaoting, and I put one you in, it's fair."

"This matter ends here, don't come to me again in the future." Old Mo snorted coldly, waved his sleeves and left.

Gu Motian bowed again, and he really didn't dare to have a slight temper towards this strange and stubborn old man. "Master, let's go in." Xie Cheng pushed open the door and the two walked closer. Beside the bed, Chen Fan's face was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, and he fell asleep on the bed. Gu Motian walked to the bed.

He looked down at Chen Fan, and Gu Motian sighed, "Hey, it's been twenty years, it's really a pain for this child."

"He doesn't know how upside down outside in the past twenty years, and he doesn't know if he can accept it if he sees it." Gu Motian lowered his head and burst into tears.

"The matter of Xuanxuan, hey, I can't blame the master." Xie Cheng sighed, "The ancient mountain is so big, and it's impossible for the master to never leave the mountain gate for twenty years. It's Han Litian's man, so he's too useless."

As he said that, Xie Cheng pinched his fists, and there was a hint of blood in his eyes.

"Han Wuya should have told him about that, right?"

"Yes." Xie Cheng whispered, "It was Han Qiaoting who said first. He stimulated Chen Fan and wanted to force Chen Fan to take action and fall into the siege, because at that time Chen Fan could throw out the Taoist weapon at any time, and others would not continue to siege him."

"And Han Qiaoting wanted him to die, but in fact, he almost succeeded."

Such a desperate situation was also facilitated by Han Qiaoting.

"This little bastard." Gu Motian clenched his fists. Even as a Xuanying cultivator, some turbulence would inevitably arise in his heart, and a trace of anger would flow out in his eyes.

"Where is Han Qiaoting?"

"Of course I'm out of prison." Xie Chengdao, "My elders don't let Kong Chanzi and others kill Chen Fan, so naturally they won't let us kill Han Qiaoting. He has returned to Hanshan now. Hey, I just don't know how he will mess with Han Litian."

"And this Han Litian has always been a petty person."

"Yes." Gu Motian nodded, "I'll talk about this after Chen Fan wakes up."

...

Three days later, Chen Fan opened his eyes weakly. He first glanced at the roof. Chen Fan fell into a dullness for a long time, and then turned his head and looked beside him, "Ancient, ancient?"

Gu Motian was sleepy and opened his eyes suddenly, pressing Chen Fan's shoulder with one hand, "Don't get up, you're still seriously injured."

"You're awake." A smile appeared on Gu Motian's face.

"I'm... out of prison?" Chen Fan had a hint of confusion on his face. He raised his wrist and looked. The blood ring on his wrist had disappeared, but it was still a bit bloody and bloody. You can vaguely see the appearance of the blood ring being embedded on it.

"Not bad." Knowing that Chen Fan still has many questions, Gu Motian said in a short story, "The moment you fainted, Mr. Mo and I had just arrived and saved you from them."

"Now this is the exit of the Secret Prison, a side hall for rest. I will arrange you here because you will meet a few more people."

"Do you have any problems now?"

Chen Fan closed his eyes, his face turned pale, and he slowly said, "My daughter, really...?"

Gu Motian and Xie Cheng looked at each other and sighed in their hearts. As expected, the first thing Chen Fan said when he opened his eyes was to ask this first.

"Yes... Mo Xuan had already been fifteen years ago..." The two of them couldn't continue.

Chen Fan trembled all over and two lines of clear tears flowed down his cheeks.

The grief is already speechless.

After a long time, Chen Fan opened his eyes and was full of murderous aura, "I want to kill him!" Chen Fan looked straight at the ceiling.

The murderous aura in Chen Fan's eyes completely shocked the two of them.

"Calm down!"

Gu Motian said in a deep voice, "I'm just afraid that you are too impulsive and don't dare to take you out directly to kill Han Litian? What are you going to kill?"

"He is a grand Xuanying, or one of the five major guest officials of the Juliu Ancient Dynasty. He has a high position and a powerful family, and has a complex family. Do you want to kill him? Is that easy?"

"Your Taoist artifact, the Emperor's Bow, has already fallen asleep. It will take at least ten years to recover. Let's be patient first."

Gu Motian held Chen Fan's palm, "The opportunity for revenge is near, I promise you that it will be only one month! But before that day comes, there is only one thing you need to do, that is to endure!"

"Hold on, don't die, don't find a reason or opportunity for Han Litian to touch you."

In the quilt, Chen Fan clenched his palms tightly, and almost all his nails pierced into his palms. It hurt so much that Chen Fan's face was extremely painful.

That was almost tormenting forbearance.

Seeing Chen Fan's appearance, Gu Motian understood. He sighed, "It would be best if you can understand. How many people are waiting for you to see you? Who do you want to see first?"

"Who are there?" Chen Fan said after thinking for a moment.

"Black Rose Xiong Nier, and Zhang Buxuan."

Chen Fan took a deep breath, his eyes were a little dazed. After thinking for a while, Chen Fan said, "Please ask Zhang Buxuan first."

Gu Motian and Xie Cheng went out. After a while, Zhang Buxuan pushed the door and walked in with a white dress. Zhang Buxuan walked in, still marveling in his mouth, "Okay, your kid, your fate is really not as hard as you are. You are not dead?"

As he said that, Zhang Buxuan pulled a stool, sat down, and said with a thorny look.
Chapter completed!