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Eight hundred and twentieth IX Imperial City Dungeon

A beautiful figure walks slowly from the Zui Chun Pavilion. Her figure is graceful, her dancing posture is graceful, and she is covered by a veil, which makes people endlessly reverie. Her eyes slowly move up, and a face as delicate as a flower appears in Zhuo Wen's eyes, which is stunning.

pole.

What appeared in front of him was Mo Yan Wushang, the top star of Zuichun Pavilion, who had originally invited many young talents in the imperial capital to beat the morning bells and evening drums.

"It turns out to be Miss Wushang!"

Zhuo Wen's face softened, he gently put the beautiful woman down, and stared at the incomparable beauty who appeared in front of him.

"Does this young master know me?"

Looking at Zhuo Wen, who had transformed into a sallow middle-aged man, Mo Yan Wushang's beautiful eyes flashed slightly, revealing a trace of doubt. She seemed not to recognize the middle-aged man in front of her, but the look in his eyes seemed to be...

Quite familiar with her.

Zhuo Wen also realized his gaffe, regained his composure, and said indifferently: "Miss Wushang's reputation in the imperial capital is not small, how can I not know your reputation? Also, since Miss Wushang knows Xu Niang's

If you are missing, can you let me know next time?"

Mo Yan Wushang glanced at the middle-aged man in front of her with confusion. For some reason, she always felt that this middle-aged man gave her a familiar feeling, which was extremely strange.

But she looked carefully for a long time, but still found that this person felt very strange to her in terms of appearance and temperament. She had never seen this person before, but the familiarity made her frown slightly.

After pondering for a moment, Mo Yan Wushang nodded and said, "Then come with me first!"

As he said that, Mo Yan Wushang slowly led the way, while Zhuo Wen followed behind Mo Yan Wushang with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

However, what surprised De Zhuowen was that he still couldn't see through the depth of Mo Yan Wushang's cultivation. Mo Yan Wushang was like a layer of mist from beginning to end, making it difficult for people to see through.

"This woman is not simple. Her cultivation is wrapped and concealed by a layer of power. Even Lord Long cannot see the depth of this woman." Xiao Hei's voice sounded in Zhuo Wen's mind.

Hearing this, Zhuo Wen's face showed an expression of emotion. Even Xiao Hei couldn't tell the depth of this Mo Yan Wu Shang. It seems that this Mo Yan Wu Shang is not simple.

In fact, when Zhuo Wen beat the morning bell and evening drum, he knew that Mo Yan Wushang was not simple, but he didn't care at all at that time.

But now even Xiao Hei can't see the depth of Mo Yan Wushang. It seems that this girl is really not simple. I don't know what kind of identity this girl is. She shouldn't be as simple as just the top card of Zuichun Pavilion.

Mo Yan Wushang brought Zhuo Wen to the courtyard where she lived. It was still surrounded by rockeries and there was a pavilion with a stone table inside and a guzheng on it.

Rockery, pavilion, stone table and guzheng, the four artistic conceptions at this moment complement each other, still so peaceful and elegant.

"I wonder what the young master wants to do with Madam Xu?" Mo Yan Wushang slowly sat in front of the guzheng and asked lazily.

Zhuo Wen shook his head and said with a smile: "Actually, if Miss Wushang is here now, it doesn't matter whether I find Miss Xu or not!"

As he spoke, the appearance on Zhuo Wen's face began to change. He slowly transformed from a sallow-faced middle-aged man into a handsome young man, returning to his original appearance.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Mo Yan Wushang's original lazy expression gradually faded away, revealing a hint of surprise, and said: "Mr. Zhuo? It turns out to be you!"

Zhuo Wen's main purpose of looking for Xu Niang was actually to find out what happened in the imperial capital during this month, and to find out the whereabouts of Lu Hantian.

The Mo Yan Wushang in front of him is quite mysterious. He is probably more informed than Xu Niang. Moreover, even if Mo Yan Wushang informs the Qing Emperor, Zhuo Wen is not afraid. After all, he possesses the "Magic of All-Change God" and can change his appearance at will.

And the breath, knowing that Zhuo Wen is not dead is useless.

If the Qing Emperor searches for him all over the city, he can completely transform into another person by relying on secret techniques. It will be very difficult to catch Zhuo Wen.

This is what gives Zhuo Wen peace of mind to show his true face in front of Mo Yan Wushang!

"For more than a month in the imperial capital, there have been rumors that Young Master Zhuo was killed by a master from the Qinglong Palace, and that Young Master Zhuo was absent from the Battle of Tianhou without any reason. Wu Shang thought this was true! Now it seems that this is just a rumor.

.”

Mo Yan Wushang quickly regained his composure, but he did not act too rude. Instead, his beautiful eyes twinkled and he said, "Young Master Zhuo wants to know the whereabouts of Lu Hantian, right?"

Zhuo Wen looked at Mo Yan Wushang who quickly regained his composure in surprise, nodded and said: "Exactly! I think Miss Wushang won't refuse such a small thing, right?"

Mo Yan Wushang covered his mouth and smiled sweetly: "It's really a small matter! Mr. Zhuo successfully opened the morning bells and evening drums. I'm very grateful to you. I didn't hide this from Mr. Zhuo either."

At this point, Mo Yan Wushang's expression suddenly became cautious, and he said softly: "Tell the truth! Lu Hantian's situation is not good. After Lu Hantian went to the imperial city more than a month ago, he seemed to have disappeared from the world.

, and never appeared in the imperial capital again."

"And as far as I know, Lu Hantian seemed to have offended Emperor Qing for something, and was captured by Emperor Qing, and was thrown into the dungeon of the imperial city."

"Imperial City Dungeon?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Wen's face turned a little ugly. He knew quite a bit about the Imperial City dungeon. It was said that the dungeon was built by the royal family and was specially used to imprison powerful warriors. There were many Emperor Ji realm warriors in it, and even some.

There are some powerful people in the Four Realms.

These powerful men are basically evildoers who have committed heinous crimes, or warriors who are hostile to the Qing Emperor. These people are basically suppressed ruthlessly by the Qing Emperor and are not allowed to appear outside forever, but are trapped in the dungeon for the rest of their lives.

Moreover, this dungeon was designed by Qing Emperor himself. The guards inside are not only as strong as clouds, but also contain various powerful mechanisms. Even for Tianzun level warriors, it is extremely difficult to break through the imperial city dungeon.

Although Zhuo Wen knew that Lu Hantian would not end well after the Qing Emperor failed to strip the dragon soul from his body that day, he never expected that he would be thrown into the imperial city dungeon by the Qing Emperor.

"This Qing Emperor is really cruel!" Zhuo Wen cursed secretly.

Although he was extremely jealous of Qing Emperor Zhuo Wen, it was a pity that Qing Emperor was a powerful person in the imperial power realm. To him, such powerful people were simply as high as mountains and could not be his opponents.

"Looks like I have to go to the Imperial City dungeon!" Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, focusing on Mo Yan Wushang and said: "Miss Wushang, do you know the layout of the Imperial City dungeon?"

After asking this question, Zhuo Wen regretted a little. Although Mo Yan Wushang was extremely mysterious, the Imperial City dungeon was a prison designed by the Qing Emperor. No matter how powerful Mo Yan Wushang was, it was impossible to know its specific layout.

And his words were undoubtedly hinting to Mo Yan Wushang that he, Zhuo Wen, was going to the Imperial City dungeon to rescue people. If Mo Yan Wushang revealed this matter to Qing Emperor in advance, wouldn't he, Zhuo Wen, be in danger?

Mo Yan Wushang chuckled lightly, raised his jade hand, and a jade scroll suddenly appeared in his palm, saying: "What is recorded in this scroll is the layout of the dungeon in the imperial city, but the little girl needs Mr. Zhuo's help with something.

.”

Looking at the scroll in Mo Yan Wushang's hand, Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a hint of joy. He did not expect that Mo Yan Wushang actually had the layout of the imperial city dungeon in his hand, which made Zhuo Wen think highly of the former.

"Miss Wushang, please tell me."

Slowly calming down, Zhuo Wen knew that Mo Yan Wushang would not hand over such a precious dungeon layout map to him in vain.

"If Mr. Zhuo goes to the Imperial City dungeon, he can help the little girl save someone by the way!" Mo Yan Wushang said calmly.

Sure enough!

Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he knew that Mo Yan Wushang could not simply hand over the layout plan to him, and actually ask him to rescue people in the dungeon of the imperial city.

"If Miss Wushang gives me the dungeon layout, I will be willing to help you save people." Worried about Lu Hantian's safety, Zhuo Wen agreed without hesitation.

"Young Master Zhuo is really happy! This is the portrait of that person. As for the location of this person and Lu Hantian, I have already marked them on the layout map. Young Master Zhuo only needs to go to the marked place to save people!" Mo Yan

Wushang smiled lightly.

"Even the marks are marked! It seems that Mo Yan Wushang originally planned to save this person, but I happened to be asking for something from her, so she asked me to save this person by the way."

Zhuo Wen secretly thought, his eyes focused on the portrait in Mo Yan Wushang's hand. He saw that the portrait was of a middle-aged man. However, this middle-aged man's beard and hair were very long and golden, and he looked like a

The majestic lion.

"I will rescue this person together, so now Miss Wushang should hand over the dungeon layout map to me, right?" Zhuo Wen nodded and said expressionlessly.

"That's natural!"

Mo Yan Wushang made a move with his jade hand, and the jade-colored scroll was handed into Zhuo Wen's palm.

Taking the jade scroll, Zhuo Wen's consciousness invaded the scroll and silently browsed the contents of the scroll. There were indeed dense graphics drawn in it. Zhuo Wen could see at a glance that these graphics were the overall layout of a building.

Zhuo Wen knew that the content drawn by these graphics should be the overall layout of the Imperial City dungeon, which was indeed very detailed.

After reading it, Zhuo Wen breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of shock in his eyes. This imperial city dungeon was simply ingenious, and the complex structure inside almost astonished Zhuo Wen.

The Imperial City dungeon is divided into eighteen levels from top to bottom. The eighteenth level is thousands of feet deep underground. It is heavily guarded and guarded, and there are countless experts.

After looking at the dungeon layout map in his hand, Zhuo Wen's expression became even more grim. Without this layout map, he would have simply been courting death if he wanted to break into the Imperial City dungeon.

Even with this layout plan in hand, he didn't have much confidence that he could successfully bring Lu Hantian out of the dungeon.

Mo Yan Wushang also saw the troubled expression on Zhuo Wen's face, and chuckled: "Actually, you don't have to rush to rescue Lu Hantian like this. In the dungeon of the imperial city, Lu Hantian is not in danger of his life."

"However, I heard that Qingyan of the Qinglong branch, Qingyi and Qingwu, set off for Muqin County a month ago. It is said that they planned to capture the legacy of the Long family..."

Having said this, Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank slightly and he stood up...


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