One night passed, and in the early morning of the next day, Leng Xuan couldn't help but said: "Why hasn't King Wu come yet?" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Jia Wei's voice coming from outside: "Fellow Daoist Leng, I'm sorry.
King Wu is busy with important matters and cannot find time to see you now."
"It turns out this guy has been waiting outside." Leng Xuan murmured to himself.
"Friend Leng." At this time, Jia Wei's voice came again, "If you are boring, then I will send your friend here."
"Thank you very much." Leng Xuan replied, but he felt wary in his heart. It was definitely not easy for the other party to send He Zhichun here so easily. As he was thinking about it, he heard a "squeak" sound, and the bedroom door opened.
It was opened, and immediately, He Zhichun was pushed in from the outside.
"Brother Leng." Seeing Leng Xuan, He Zhichun's face relaxed obviously. After a pause, he looked around strangely and asked, "What's going on in this room?" Leng Xuan shook his head and said, "I
I’m not sure. Brother He, they didn’t do anything to you, right?”
"It's okay." He Zhichun said: "They just locked me up. From their looks, I'm just an insignificant person."
Leng Xuan asked in confusion: "Brother He, how did you get caught by them?" He Zhichun said: "I followed your instructions and have been hiding near the city gate, preparing to take the opportunity to escape. But, I haven't yet
Before I had time to act, I was arrested." At this point, he scratched his head and said with a puzzled look on his face: "I don't even know how they found me."
"Could it be that someone snitched on you?" Leng Xuan thought for a while and then said.
"Snitch?" He Zhichun was shocked and said, "It's impossible. We are the only ones who know about this matter."
Hearing this, Leng Xuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly and said, "You mean, Song Qing and the other three also know about this?"
"Well, after you left, they asked me, and I told them your plan." As he said that, He Zhichun suddenly came to his senses and said, "Brother Leng, don't you doubt Sister Song and the others?
Impossible, absolutely impossible, we have known each other for so many years and regard each other as our relatives, how could they betray me."
Leng Xuan said: "You know people but not their hearts. The more you trust someone, the more they will betray you. Of course, this is just my guess." Although he said this, he was already sure in his heart that Song Qing was the one who betrayed He Zhichun.
Those three people. Because no one knew his plan except them. He sighed secretly, He Zhichun was still a little too naive. "Why..." Leng Xuan was about to speak, but his face suddenly changed. He was surprised.
It was discovered that a stream of blood flowed from He Zhichun's nostrils and ears.
At this moment, He Zhichun also reacted and said with a horrified look on his face: "What...what is going on?"
"Don't worry yet." Leng Xuan stretched out his hand to check his pulse and found that everything was normal and his body was not injured. Just as he was thinking, blood began to flow from He Zhichun's eyes. This
The strange changes left Leng Xuan at a loss. At this time, Jia Wei's voice suddenly came from outside: "Fellow Daoist Leng, I forgot to tell you that this room is a bit special. The higher the cultivation level, the more pressure you will experience."
The smaller it is, on the contrary, the lower the cultivation level, the greater the pressure. With your friend’s strength, he won’t be able to hold on for long if there is no one to help him.”