Chapter 664

Name:Ode to Longevity Author:Qinggequeque
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Feng Qingge's eyes widened, and she hurriedly leaned over. She suddenly thought of what Pu Zheng said today, and asked with some doubts, "Is there a shit hole down here?"

"..." Looking at Feng Qingge speechlessly, Han Bing finally said helplessly: "Will your shit pit be put under the bed? Don't think about it, if it's just this problem, go down with me."

"Hey, no, there is a problem." Almost choking on her own saliva, Feng Qingge scratched her hair, hesitated, and then asked in a low voice: "I saw Luoran from a close distance just now. How do you feel, are you in good shape?"

"..." Turned over and went straight into the tunnel, but Han Bing didn't respond.

Feng Qingge could only helplessly shrug her shoulders and turn over and go in together, but to Luoran's compliment, it's much better built than Mu Cangyun's tunnel. . Going all the way down, it was as if we were in the cave, the sound of water was ticking continuously, the iron cages locked different people, and I could not see their faces clearly, the tattered clothes were already covered with dirt, and I heard movement , they just looked at Feng Qingge and Han Bing calmly, without much movement.

No shouting, no screaming, not even the original emotions.

Who would have thought that there would be such a large space under this Luoran bed, where dozens of people were imprisoned, Feng Qingge really doubted how she fell asleep every night.

Han Bing didn't stay here, he brushed away the broken hair in front of him indifferently, and said indifferently: "This place is all ordinary prisoners, and it is of no value. I asked outside today, and everyone in the Feng family except your grandfather Feng Xingtian, The rest are being held in the dungeon. I've got a stand-in ready, we're going to speed up the time."

Already counting the time silently in his heart, Han Bing didn't want to delay for a moment, bypassed the iron cages and walked straight towards the deepest part. The icy water was still flowing with cold air, and it continued to flow outside. The huge iron cage was in the middle of the pool, and the iron chains around it tied the person inside, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

It's just that the water rises a little every once in a while, and the people who are lying down and sleeping are covered by the water. The most difficult time is when the cold water overflows over the head, and it will take a long time to endure a stick of incense before the water will recede. At this point in time, the water was just beside the man's feet and had not yet started to rise, but his clothes had already become wet, his hair was disheveled, and he was leaning against the edge of the iron cage.

"Go over." Han Bing glanced at the water surface and reminded: "Be careful, don't touch the water, it is poisonous."

"What?" Feng Qingge hadn't reacted yet, and looked at Han Bing with some doubts.

Han Bing didn't lower his voice deliberately, the person in the iron cage heard the movement, subconsciously moved the iron chain in his hand, and slowly opened his eyes, but when his eyes touched Feng Qingge, the whole person seemed to be electrocuted. Usually, he sat up suddenly, quickly pressed his hands on the iron bars, and stretched out his hands to shout, but he couldn't make any sound at all, just waved his hands.

Feng Qingge looked at the iron cage, and when she saw the appearance of the person inside, her expression changed greatly, this, the person inside is!

"Your Majesty?" Even Feng Qingge never dreamed that the man who was high up at the time would be trapped in this place now. He was even thinner than before, with only bones left in his body, struggling, trying to get out of this place. When he went out, he couldn't make any sound, so he could only pat his chest constantly, and then pointed at Feng Qingge.

Obviously, Murong Hao also wanted to go out from here. He was very old. Although he was not beaten like the others, he had been soaked in water for a long time, and his whole body was swollen. The skin has even been broken, revealing the blood vessels inside.

"Your Majesty? Isn't he the head of the Feng family?" Han Bing's brows were wrinkled, and he put his hand on Feng Qingge's shoulder. The cold light in his black eyes flashed, and he said coldly, "Don't go there, we've been tricked! "

"Giggle..." The gloomy laughter echoed in the whole space, and the iron cages all around disappeared like a light smoke, leaving only the person in the pool, but that person's appearance was different, just now It was still Murong Hao, but now, it was her grandfather Feng Lingyun!

"What's the matter!" Feng Qingge's heart trembled, and the whole person entered a state of vigilance.

Han Bing's face also sank, and he said coldly: "It's more difficult to deal with than nuclear weapons, the formation."

Formation! A wind and song, something in a weak position! This thing is not something that can be learned with wisdom alone. There are countless changes in it. If you are not careful, you will be trapped in it! Don't say that you have wings, even if you have two points and body, you may not be able to escape.

The weak coughing and panting echoed in the room, but no one of the guards standing around stepped forward. The old face was covered with wrinkles, coughing one after another, until the crying blood, the standing maid bent down, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth for him, and then stood aside coldly.

"Father, my good father, why are you so disrespectful? Anyway, sooner or later, you will be a lousy old man who will die. Isn't it better to make an imperial edict and let me enthrone? I'm very worried, your body can't take it." Murong Chu, who was wearing a dragon robe, stepped into the door and looked at the pale man lying flat on the bed, but shook his head pitifully.

Restraining the qi and blood in his entire body, Murong Hao strongly supported it, the old withered big hand held the quilt tightly, and said angrily: "Nizi, Nizi, you!"

"Nizi was also taught by you. In the royal family, what can you trust? You promised me that this country of Yun belongs to me, and I will inherit the throne. But you kept Mu Cangyun over and over again because of him. If I can lay down some more territory for you, you will forget what you promised me? In this world, I can also fight, what kind of thing is he Mu Cangyun!" A pair of fists clenched in vain, Murong Chu laughed coldly, The hideous face also became distorted.

Taking a deep breath of cold air, Murong Chu continued: "I have been obediently by your side since I was a child, I don't like tricks, you force me to learn, I don't like dancing with guns and knives, you also force me to learn, I If you don't like trivialities, you force me to read. As a father, do you know what I want? I want freedom, but you force me to learn this and that, and you have to inherit the throne. Okay. Ah, I will study according to what you said. When I sit in your position, I will be free. No one in this cloud country can control me! Do you still think you are the original cloud king? Will Jiahai still support you? You are wrong, the person they support now is me, you are like a dog, cough slowly to death!"

"The imperial decree, is it really that important? Why can't you listen to your father's words, Cangyun will not betray." Holding his chest, Murong Hao took a few breaths and struggled to sit up. , grabbed the quilt and said, "If you admit your mistake now, it's still too late!"

"Wrong? What's wrong with me? Old man, this cloud country will soon be mine, you, just wait to die!" Murong Chu snorted coldly, and the little eunuch on the other side stepped forward and whispered in a low voice. As he spoke in his ear, his eyes lit up, he waved his sleeves and smiled: "Alright, alright, go back to the bedroom, my princess Luoran has arrived."

"Cough... Nizi, you..." The reason for not passing on your throne is because you still need the help of Mu Cangyun's forces, the foundation of the country of Yun is unstable, and King Cen, the god of war, can stabilize people's hearts. However, he never thought that Mu Cangyun did not rebel, but his most trusted son rebelled.