Chapter five hundred and ninety-six Qianning Palace
Outside the county capital, a stream of light flashed across. In front of the huge city gate, countless sword auras crisscrossed the city. Surrounded by this terrifying sword aura, a figure loomed among them.
This person was wearing coarse clothes, with exposed skin that was wheat-colored, with bulging muscles, and a tall figure. However, the sword behind him was larger than others, and he looked extremely exaggerated. He turned out to be the same young man with a single-minded sword. .
"The capital of Qin County in this scene is not small, but it is much worse than the capital of Huangdu County. I wonder if the boy who understands the meaning of the spear is in this county?"
In the midst of the sword energy, the young man with a big sword murmured, stepped on the sole of his foot, and directly entered the county capital through the air. What was strange was that the guards at the city gate did not notice the young man with a big sword at all.
Whoosh!
Qianning Palace is located deep in the northwest of Baichuan Hou Mansion. After Zhuo Wen fell to the ground, his aura was all restrained, and he sneaked into the surrounding environment like a shadow. With Zhuo Wen's strength, as long as he did not deliberately expose himself, he would basically not be noticed.
Of course, the defense inside the Baichuan Hou Mansion was indeed tight. Even Zhuo Wen spent a lot of energy to avoid the detection of many powerful people and reach the Qianning Palace in the deep northwest.
After dodging a group of patrolling soldiers, Zhuo Wen was about to enter the Qianning Palace when he heard Xiao Hei's cautious voice in his mind.
"Be careful. There is a formation outside Qianning Palace. If you step into it at will, Xu Tianliang in Qianning Palace may notice it."
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen was shocked. He didn't expect that there was actually a formation outside Qian Ning Palace. He quickly asked: "Why didn't I notice any fluctuations in the formation?"
Xiao Hei smiled proudly and said: "Who is this Lord Long? I am beyond your comparison. No formation can escape my fiery eyes."
Zhuo Wen shrugged helplessly, ignoring Xiao Hei who felt good about himself, but continued: "Then do you know how to break it?"
"Of course, it depends on Mr. Long."
Xiao Hei smiled coldly, turned into a black light, and disappeared into Qian Ning Palace. After about half an hour, Xiao Hei returned to Zhuo Wen's sea of consciousness and said: "This formation is quite powerful. It's a waste of time." I have a lot of time, now you can go in."
Zhuo Wen gave Xiao Hei a strange look. When he broke the formation, he didn't find any sign that the formation was broken. Thinking that he didn't find any trace of the formation just now, Zhuo Wen began to doubt that Xiao Hei was there. He deliberately pretends to be cool in front of him to show off his high abilities.
"Hey! Boy, what are you looking at? Why don't you hurry up and get in?" Xiao Hei said coldly again.
Curling his lips, Zhuo Wen nodded, stepped on the sole of his foot, and entered the Qianning Palace like a breeze.
On both sides of the gate of Qianning Palace, there were two soldiers in black iron armor standing respectively. I saw a cold light passing by. The two soldiers fell to the ground without making a sound, and then a shadow flashed past at a very fast speed. Entered the interior of the palace.
Inside the entrance is a deep corridor with long lights on both sides, making the dark corridor as bright as day.
Zhuo Wen walked cautiously. He did not dare to alert the enemy until he found the Zhuo family members. After all, if he did, Xu Tianliang might directly harm the Zhuo family members.
With the help of Xiao Hei, Zhuo Wen's aura converged to the extreme, like a looming shadow under the light, walking through the corridor, in front of which was a wide hall. There were stone pillars standing around the hall, supporting the entire hall.
There was no one in the hall, and a dead silence spread around, deserted and terrifying.
"no one?"
Looking around in silence, Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. This hall should be the deepest part of Qianning Palace. If I guessed correctly, it should be where Xu Tianliang usually lives. Why is it so unusual and empty today?
Creak!
The sound of mechanical rotation suddenly sounded throughout the hall. Zhuo Wen immediately noticed that in the left corner of the hall, there was a row of inconspicuous bookshelves. At this moment, the bookshelves slowly opened from the middle to both sides. Zhuo Wen could even hear the faint sound human voice.
Whoosh!
Zhuo Wen was not slow and immediately hid behind a stone pillar, hiding in the shadow. With Xiao Hei's cooperation, he seemed to blend into the darkness.
The bookshelf was completely opened, and two figures walked out. They were young and dressed as servants. They came out and were talking at the same time.
However, there was something wrong with the two people's walking posture. They were walking one behind the other, as if they were carrying something together, which seemed quite strenuous.
"The eldest prince is so violent! Who is this person today?"
"It's the tenth time. I really don't know why the eldest prince tortured these people? And he tortured them to death so cruelly. I can't bear the scene."
"Why do you care so much? Maybe these people have offended the eldest prince in some way? Don't say this kind of thing again in the future, otherwise, if the eldest prince hears it, you will get some good results."
Tick tock!
When the two of them walked past Zhuo Wen's stone pillar, Zhuo Wen clearly heard the sound of water drops falling to the ground. Then he discovered that the path the two of them walked was filled with cherry-red blood, and the blood was carried by the two of them. Flows out from above the attached object.
When the two came to Zhuo Wen, Zhuo Wen discovered that what they were carrying was actually a corpse. The corpse was a young man about the same age as Zhuo Wen. At the moment, his orifices were bleeding, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were filled with tears. It's the color of spite.
When Zhuo Wen saw the face of the corpse, his pupils shrank into needles and his heart suddenly stopped. This corpse was actually a member of the Zhuo family, and he also knew this person. He was a member of the same generation of the Zhuo family, named Zhuo Jun.
When Zhuo Wen became the head of the family's Qianlong Pavilion, Zhuo Jun also gave Zhuo Wen gifts and had a good relationship with Zhuo Wen, but now he has turned into a cold corpse.
"Who are you? How did you enter Qianning Palace?" The two of them suddenly spotted Zhuo Wen on the back of the stone pillar and shouted with guilt.
They have never seen this person in Qianning Palace, and this person's appearance is very strange. They didn't realize that this person was behind the stone pillar just now. I'm afraid this person is not simple.
"Put him down! Then take me into the secret room."
Zhuo Wen's face was extremely cold. From the conversation between the two just now, it seemed that Xu Tianhao was torturing the Zhuo family members crazily and even tortured ten people to death. At this moment, Zhuo Wen was burning with anxiety. He had to rush to the secret room to rescue him. Only the tribesmen can do it.
"You are indeed not from the Baichuan Hou Mansion. You dare to break into the Baichuan Hou Mansion without permission. I think you are impatient, right? I will arrest you to see the eldest prince today..."
The tall and thin slave standing in front, with his hands on his hips and a sneer on his face, looked at Zhuo Wen as if he were looking at a dead person. In his opinion, Zhuo Wen's intrusion into Baichuan Hou Mansion was simply an act of seeking death.
Poof!
Cold light flashed, blood spurted out, and the tall and thin slave's voice suddenly stopped. He covered his neck and looked at the mysterious young man in front of him with horror, and slowly fell to the ground.
Another short and fat slave looked at the tall and thin slave who had lost his breath. His whole body trembled and his teeth chattered. He knelt down with a plop and said: "Sir, spare your life, don't kill the villain."
The tall and thin slave was stronger than him, and was killed in one move. The short and fat slave naturally knew that he was no match for the mysterious young man in front of him, so he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Take me to the secret room or die!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were extremely cold. Looking at Zhuo Jun who was still staring at death, the murderous intention towards Xu Tianliang in Zhuo Wen's heart became even more surging.
"Okay! I will take the adults into the secret room now."
The short and fat slave smiled bitterly and had to agree again and again. He knew that if he didn't agree, the young man in front of him would probably kill him with one shot.
Slowly walking to Zhuo Jun's body, Zhuo Wen had a sad look in his eyes. He closed Zhuo Jun's angry eyes and said calmly: "Don't worry, Xu Tianliang will definitely die today."
Hearing this, the short and fat man's eyes showed a hint of shock. This mysterious young man came to assassinate the eldest prince. This young man looked to be less than twenty years old. How could he be the eldest prince's opponent? I'm afraid he came here to die.
Bar!
Thinking of this, the short and fat man shook his head, thinking that this mysterious young man was overestimating his abilities and even tried to challenge the eldest prince.
"Lead the way, don't play any tricks. My gun will always run faster than you. If you don't want to die, it's best to take me to Xu Tianliang." The tip of the gun was pressed against the back of the squat slave, Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold.
typical.
"Young men don't dare, so I will lead the way for you, my lord."
Feeling the coldness coming from the back of his heart, the short and fat slave's body was cold, and he quickly led Zhuo Wen towards the opened bookshelf.
Behind the bookshelf, there was a deep tunnel with oil lamps on both sides, so the sight was quite clear. Following the short and fat slave, Zhuo Wen slowly entered the tunnel, but he did not relax his vigilance at all.
Deep in the tunnel, there is a huge space. The space is surrounded by rock walls, and a huge ever-bright lamp hangs in the sky, like a small sun, illuminating the dark space.
In this space, there are various torture instruments placed. At this time, these torture instruments are more or less stained with blood, and the smell of blood fills the entire space.
In the center of the space, there are dozens of wooden crosses erected. People are tied to these crosses. If Zhuo Wen were here, he would definitely find that these people are familiar faces and are all members of the Zhuo family.
Grandpa Zhuo Xiangding, eldest uncle Zhuo Beitian, second uncle Zhuo Dingtian, and many talented children of Zhuo Wen's generation, most of them were scarred, with wounds all over their bodies, and cherry-red blood dripping on the ground.
Under the cross, there were many people dressed as slaves, holding whips in their hands, whirring and waving them at the people on the cross, leaving new scars on everyone's body.
At this moment, Xu Tianliang was sitting in front of everyone, looking playfully at the painful expressions of everyone on the cross. Next to Xu Tianliang, stood a middle-aged man in blue with a terrifying aura and a stern face.
"Hehe! Don't blame me, Xu Tianliang. If you want to blame, blame the bastard named Zhuo Wen raised by your Zhuo family. He not only killed my second brother, but also caused me to lose my ancient inheritance. Now he is dead.
In the Blood Demon inheritance, you deserve it." Xu Tianliang said slowly.
"Well done! Your Baichuan Hou Mansion is not a good thing. Now I really hate why Zhuo Wen didn't kill you too?"
A calm voice sounded slowly, which made Xu Tianliang's face darken.