Xuanyuan Aotian's rhetorical question directly choked the old eunuch.

'What do I want?' It seems that even if I want to do something, I don't dare to do anything to you.

The old eunuch with his head bowed heard Xuanyuan Aotian's tone, and he hated it in his heart and wanted to be angry, but this thought only flashed in his heart.

The old eunuch knew that even if he reported this to the emperor, as he said, what could he do to him?

Could it be that the emperor will offend the lord in front of him for the sake of a eunuch?

Obviously, no, not to mention his own subordinates, even if the other party kills him, the emperor will not do anything to him.

You must know that the current saint behind you has to call this the ninth master respectfully when he sees this.

Even if the emperor is very jealous of the one in front of him, but, no matter what, the other party is surnamed Xuanyuan, and he has the same origin as the emperor.

To put it bluntly, he is a slave around the emperor, how can a slave be compared with his imperial relatives.

The official level crushes people to death, and in the same way, those whose strength is higher than the opponent's line can also crush people to death.

In the case that his identity and strength are not as good as the other party, the old eunuch can only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

At this moment, in a prison cell in the underground palace, a middle-aged man in his thirties was sitting cross-legged on a wooden bed and cultivating.

This person is the only son of the bloody man who was hidden in the underground palace prison by the old eunuch.

Blood is not benevolent, the young lord of the Blood Killing Alliance, his personality is exactly the same as his father's when he was young.

Cold-blooded and ruthless, it is intimidating, especially the natural eagle eyes, which are hard to forget at first sight.

Unlike other people who were imprisoned in the dungeon, Xueburen was not blocked from the acupoints around his body.

The breath is restrained, and it is obvious that the cultivation of the body is not low, but the thick melancholy between the eyebrows is like a thousand years of cold jade, condensed but not dissolved.

The dungeon that Bloody is in is not as dirty and messy as expected, and the surroundings are very clean, apparently often cleaned.

This is the middle level of the underground palace, and the middle level is generally imprisoned by some rebel leaders and some valuable people.

There are a variety of reasons why these people were able to be held here instead of being executed by order.

Otherwise, the royal family would not have bothered to imprison them in the underground palace, raising this group of people to eat and drink for nothing, and eat and wait for death all day long.

The reason why they have such a living environment and treatment is naturally to make them submit.

As the leader of a rebel army, before coming in, he naturally enjoyed the life that others could not enjoy.

From the leader of one side to the end of the underground palace prison where the bird does not, such a gap can be imagined.

A slightly more comfortable environment for these people is much more desirable for them than the dirty and messy environment that deliberately tortures them.

After all, people are in a certain environment, and they can instinctively guess what kind of results they will face in the future from the surrounding environment.

The comfortable environment can give birth to a glimmer of hope in the hearts of these rebel leaders.

If they were thrown into a dirty and messy environment, it would give him the impression of death sentences.

Now that they know the outcome they are facing, these heroes who dare to stand up and rebel against the Yu Dynasty will naturally grit their teeth and say nothing.

The fact that the people who can be imprisoned here speaks to the extraordinary nature of these people, and everyone must be hard-minded, so how can they give in easily.

Therefore, once they are desperate, then no one can find the slightest bit of information from their mouths.

If it is served with good food and drink, it may not have much effect at first, but over time, its will will will be slowly eroded.

A person is not tortured by any outside world, is not plagued by hunger, and can only stay in a dungeon all day.

Day after day, year after year, it is inevitable that you will think about it for a long time.

There is a way to be full of warm thoughts**, a person does not need to work hard to eat well, and in such an environment, countless thoughts and ideas will naturally be derived.

If there are many ideas, the will will will gradually waver, which will be much easier to deal with.

As a killer, the blood is not benevolent to inherit his father's business, so naturally he will not be affected by it because he is imprisoned here.

Of course, the most important thing is that his martial arts have not been sealed, and he can pass the time with cultivation every day, otherwise he will not be able to stand it for a long time.

"Click"

The sound of footsteps outside the iron door and the sound of the iron door opening rang out in this silent dungeon.

This made the blood inhuman, who was originally closing his eyes, flash a fine light in an instant.

Somehow, he felt a slight touch in his heart, feeling that the people outside were coming for him.

The excitement flickered, and then vanished in an instant, not being revealed.

"Bang"

The heavy iron door made by Xingchen Iron was opened from the outside, and a total of three people entered.

Two guards of the dungeon guards, one is a middle-aged man in civilian clothes.

After the three of them came in, the middle-aged man in civilian clothes said in a deep voice to the blood who was still sitting cross-legged:

"Blood Young Venerable Lord, please go out with me. ”

"Who are you?" asked Bloody Buren quietly.

"You don't need to know my identity for the time being, when you meet the Blood Alliance Master, if the Blood Alliance Master is willing to tell you, you will naturally know. ”

The middle-aged man did not directly say his identity, and directly transferred it to his bloody father.

Seeing that the other party refused to tell his identity, after carefully looking at the three people in front of him, he got up and followed the three out of the prison without the slightest hesitation.

The killer's instinct told him that this was the only chance to get out of here, and if he missed it, he didn't know that he would be locked up until the Year of the Monkey.

Listening to what the other party said, he had the opportunity to meet his father, so it may be his father who saved him.

Since being caught here, the blood is not as vigorous as it was back then.

He originally thought highly of himself, but after planting this heel, he realized how naïve and ridiculous he used to be.

Along the way, the middle-aged man walked out of the dungeon with blood and benevolence, and went towards the outside of the palace.

The middle-aged man who left the palace didn't say a word, and turned around and left directly, not caring about the blood inhumanity with a little excitement on his face.

"Young Lord"

A short time later, a ghost-faced man appeared beside Bloody Buren and bowed.

When Blood Buren saw the comer, he immediately asked:

"Where is my father?"

"The Venerable Lord is waiting for the Young Venerable Lord in the Blood Pavilion," the ghost-faced man said indifferently.

"It's none of your business, go down. ”

Blood Buren nodded, waved his hand for the ghost-faced man to leave, and then rushed to the south of the city alone.

After the plainclothes man sent the blood out of the palace, he went directly towards the old eunuch and Xuanyuan Aotian.

"Lord Wang"

Seeing Xuanyuan Aotian drinking wine by himself, the plainclothes man came in and bowed for a week.

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