Ever since the Holy Sea Gang was wiped out by the Dongfang Family, there has been no news about Biro in the world. Many people even believed that the arrogant leader of the Holy Sea Gang was dead.
After all, it involved the Demon Sect and disappeared for more than a year. Even Zhuo Mufeng had this suspicion. Unexpectedly, by some strange combination of circumstances, he actually sensed the aura of this old rival here!
He straightened his body and glanced outside the iron prison. The dim yellow torch kept swaying, but the guards guarding outside the prison did not notice it. Zhuo Mufeng moved like lightning and picked up all the pebbles in the small passage.
When no one was paying attention, he opened his hand, and in the palm of his hand were five small pebbles, not much bigger than a grain of rice. Their shapes were irregular, and they looked like they had been dug out after grinding the slate.
The small passage behind him would not appear for no reason, but at the other end of the passage sat Biló. Zhuo Mufeng guessed that this small passage was probably dug by Biló, so what was the purpose of the other party throwing the pebbles?
After taking a closer look, thanks to Zhuo Mufeng's extraordinary eyesight, he discovered that the surface of each pebble was actually engraved with tiny characters!
He could understand Biro's intentions. The old guy must be afraid that the stones he chose would be larger and louder, which would easily attract the attention of the guards, so he had to be careful.
Looking around again, Zhuo Mufeng hid the pebbles in his palms with his palms concave, lowered his head as if dozing off, but actually concentrated on identifying the first pebble. It took him a long time to make a vague judgment from the dim light of the fire.
"chu" is the word "zhu".
Pearl?
With full of doubts, Zhuo Mufeng looked at the second pebble and found that the handwriting was the same as the first one, and it seemed that it was also a bead.
The third pebble had more writing strokes. Zhuo Mufeng looked at it for a long time but couldn't see it. The pebble was really too small. He looked at the fourth pebble again, and this time his eyes turned red before he vaguely recognized it.
It's an imperial character.
emperor?
Zhuo Mufeng frowned. He didn't think that Biro was full and had nothing to do. So what message did the other party want to convey?
Emperor Pearl? Emperor Pearl? Wait, Emperor Pearl? Zhuo Mufeng was shaken all over and stared at the third pebble.
After making some guesses in his mind, he found that this illegible and vague handwriting was very consistent with the answer in his mind. Considering Biro's condition, these twisted strokes could be matched one by one, like a magic word.
Demon Emperor Pearl?!!
Maybe others don't know the inside story, but as one of the culprits who pushed for the destruction of the Shenghai Gang, how could Zhuo Mufeng not know that Bi Luo had obtained a damaged Demon Emperor Pearl before, and wanted to use this as an opportunity to trap
Sanjiang League.
As a result, Wei Huang told Zhuo Mufeng about this news, and Zhuo Mufeng passed it on to Wu Guanting, and was used by Lou Linxuan, which pushed the Shenghai Gang into an abyss.
So what does Biro mean when he wrote the three words "Demon Emperor Pearl"?
Zhuo Mufeng looked at the fifth pebble and found that it was also a magic word. He couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
This guy has always been bold, and he has developed a dislike for the Dongfang family, so he just crushes these pebbles into pieces with his physical strength, and then follows the same pattern, picking out a few pebbles and carving words on them.
Only then did Zhuo Mufeng realize Billow's difficulty. When his internal energy was blocked, it was extremely difficult to carve words on pebbles. If you used force, it would be easy to make a big noise, and the pebbles couldn't bear it. If you didn't use force, you could carve words again.
It didn't work, and I tried several times but ended in failure.
Zhuo Mufeng even admired Biro a little. He didn't know how the old guy did it.
But Zhuo Mufeng had his own method. Before he successfully drew the Tears Sword from the Weapons Pavilion last time, he also drew another weapon, the Danfeng Needle! It was just right for the situation at hand.
Suddenly there was a thin silver needle in his hand. It was indeed a three-star weapon. It looked small, but it was extremely sharp. Zhuo Mufeng lightly scratched it, and a scratch appeared on the surface of the pebble.
He carved words on six small stones in succession, then pushed them out gently along the small passage, then covered them with stone slabs and waited for the next door's reaction.
In the cell next door, sitting slumped against the wall, was an unrecognizable old man with disheveled hair and scars and bloodstains all over his body.
Even the bones were exposed in some places, and the flesh and blood on the surface were filled with pus and sores. Because the blood stains were too thick and were not cleaned, most of the blood stains turned black, making his whole body exude a nauseating stench.
Unending decadence and despair.
Only those eyes covered by white hair occasionally flashed with hatred and unyielding light when no one was paying attention.
In the past two years, Biro had suffered ten times more torture than he had in his entire life combined. For countless days and nights, he thought of death as a way out.
It is true that his skills are sealed, but I am afraid that no one in the world knows that a long, long time ago, he secretly practiced a horizontal palm technique, and his hands are far tougher than ordinary people.
Thinking of the destruction of the Holy Sea Gang in his own hands, Biro was filled with reluctance. This reluctance overcame his fear of pain and torture, so he endured the days with difficulty.
Every time he took advantage of the brief moment when the guards outside the cell were changing shifts, he would use his hands to secretly dig a small passage. He only dug a little bit at a time. Over time, he actually dug out a very short passage.
, with access to the next door.
But this was the limit, because Biro knew that no matter in terms of time or energy, he could not dig out a passage to escape from the Dongfang family. That was just a fantasy.
He can only place his hope in illusory miracles!
He dug a small passage on the left and right walls, and then spent time every day carving words on the pebbles. As a master of horizontal training, it was not difficult for him to do this.
Biro threw all these pebbles into the small passage, just hoping that God would open his eyes and someone would discover the secrets on the pebbles and get in touch with him.
But sometimes when he thinks about it, he himself feels ridiculous. Because there are almost no people who can find small passages and pebbles, let alone respond to him.
The most important thing is, once they enter the prison of the Dongfang Family, how many people can get out smoothly? Of those who get out, who has this amazing ability to rescue themselves?
The answer is impossible!
Biro grinned desperately, he just did these things numbly, and when one day his body couldn't support it anymore, he would really give in.
Thinking this in his mind, he secretly dug out the stone slab as usual and reached into the small passage to fish it out. It was just a formality, but this time, when he was about to withdraw his hand, his fingertips suddenly touched something.
A small pebble.
The small passage is full of soil, not to mention that he cleans it every day. Apart from the pebbles he pushed out, there can't be anything else. But how can those pebbles come back here for no reason?
Like a thunderbolt hitting his head, Biro's whole body was overwhelmed by great shock. Under the excessive emotions of surprise and excitement, his injured and broken body was trembling endlessly, as if he had been electrocuted. His old eyes
It even exploded with unprecedented brilliance.
This feeling was like a dream that he weaved every day that he knew was impossible, and suddenly became a reality. Especially in such a desperate situation, Biro's mind was in a daze.
He couldn't believe all this and suspected that it was an illusion on his fingertips.
Full of expectation and anxiety, the dignified leader of the Holy Sea Gang hesitated. After a long while, he gritted his teeth resolutely, stretched his fingers forward little by little, and closed his eyes. His eyeballs could be seen shaking violently.
When he touched the pebbles again, Biro was deeply convinced that it was not an illusion. His whole body felt like an electric shock, his blood was boiling, and his heart was numb. He took a big hand and found six pebbles, and he couldn't help breathing heavily.
stand up.
The guard outside the iron gate noticed something strange and suddenly turned around, making Biro stiff with fear.
But this old guy was not a vegetarian, especially the torture of the past two years, which made him much more determined. He immediately started to convulse like an epileptic, rolling on the spot endlessly.
In order to cover himself up, he would put on a show from time to time. The guard was not surprised, so he sneered and turned away.
After going on for a while, Biro stopped. His hand behind his back touched the small passage several times to make sure that he had not missed anything, and then he withdrew it and gently covered the stone slab.
He put his hand in front of his eyes and stared hard at the six pebbles. He was horrified and delighted to find that there were also small characters engraved on them, and they were much clearer than what he had engraved on them.
How did the other party do it?
After rearrangement, these six little characters formed a sentence - what do you mean?
You can never understand how excited a lonely and desperate person would feel after suddenly getting a response one day. Biro even felt grateful to the person next door in his heart, feeling that God must have been moved by his perseverance, so he arranged
this scene.
How could he hesitate? He first crushed six pebbles, then gathered his energy and used great energy to dig out the pebbles, then quickly carved words, then pried open the stone slab and gently pushed the pebbles to the next door.
Zhuo Mufeng kept his ears pricked up. After hearing the noise, he immediately took out the pebbles. This time there were seven of them. It took a lot of identification and arrangement, which made Mr. Zhuo's eyes bloodshot before he could deduce a sentence.
.
Save me and give you the Demon Emperor Pearl!
Zhuo Mufeng's heart was in a state of shock. When Biro got a Demonic Emperor Pearl, all those who knew about it would doubt whether he only got one?
Now that I think about it, the Dongfang Family imprisoned him instead of killing him, and they clearly had the intention of digging out secrets from him. However, Biro was very smart, so he probably didn't let go.
But no one is sure whether this is Biro's way to save his life. He obviously doesn't have the Demon Emperor Pearl, but he says it does, so that everyone can hang on.
Zhuo Mufeng pushed three more pebbles over to form a sentence: true or false?
Half an hour later, Biro sent a reply: Ask all directions, Heiye, Miaohua.
He should be referring to the Sifang Alliance, Dark Night Villa and Miaohua Pavilion. Does this mean that the heads of the three top forces also know the relevant information, or that Biro has revealed it to them before, which can prove that what he said is not true.
Virtual?
This old guy was really crazy. He didn't even know who the person next door was and whether he could get out, so he showed his trump card.
Isn't he worried that he would turn around and reveal this news to the Dongfang Family?