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The two of them talked as they walked, gradually walking away. However, a sense of accomplishment arose in my heart. It should be a kind of fanaticism towards war. Zhan Zhao! Today, I found out that what I know about you is actually the tip of the iceberg. I didn't expect you to have the skills to command the three armies and have hearts of the world. A mere Cats can take away your intelligence, how can the name of the Southern Knight make you look so lofty and proud?

Just as I was about to leave, I heard someone say from inside, "My prince, Bao Hei Zi is here. He is already on his way."

I was startled, why is Bao Zheng here? I'll go back and discuss it with Zhan Zhao first. This Bao Zheng is really annoying. After returning to the secret passage, Zhan Zhao was anxiously pacing back and forth when he saw me return. "Where did you go?"

I knew that he was concerned about me, so I smiled ingratiatingly. "I'm fine, didn't I come back? But I heard that the Package Master is here, I don't know when he will come. "

Zhan Zhao's hands suddenly trembled, and he clenched his fists tightly: "Your excellency, you must have come for me. I believe that the emperor already knows that the Qing Province has fallen, and that those treacherous subjects will inevitably say that I betrayed the country, which is why the Package Master personally came to correct my name. It's me... It has implicated the Lord! "

I curled my lips and said, "Really, add fuel to the fire."

Zhan Zhao suddenly smiled at me. This smile made me lose focus, and when I reacted, my waist would go numb. "Yes." I opened my mouth to question him, but he quickly threw a pill into my mouth. A bitter taste immediately filled my throat.

"Sleep. Your body won't die even after ten days. After you wake up, you will go back to the capital." Zhan Zhao's gentle voice kept me dreaming

When I woke up, I found that I was hiding in a pit, wearing Zhan Zhao's robe and holding onto the bamboo tube. Only after coming out did I discover that there was still a layer of thin dirt on my body, Zhan Zhao had buried me alive.

He looked around the secret passageway. There was no one around him. There were footprints on the ground. Chaos, there were actually Western Xia soldiers' marks, did they discover this place? An ominous premonition arose in my heart. I took out a mask from my bosom and put it on before sneaking out of the secret passage.

After fumbling for a while, I finally found the dungeon. I hid in the shadows and observed. Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce stood in a wooden cage at the side. Zhan Zhao was chained up on the ground. Actually, it was as if two iron chains hanging down from the top, locking his hands.

The whip brought about a raging wind as it ruthlessly smacked at my flesh. I never knew that a few strips of skin would actually eat blood like that. With every swing of the Western Xia soldier's arm, a piece of flesh would be ripped apart with each swing of the whip. A dozen lashes were enough to cover Zhao's back. It was a mess of flesh and blood. "There were no screams, not even a whisper. Her black hair hung low in front of her, obscuring the expression on her face.

I was furious and wanted to charge in, but my body suddenly went numb. No one was by my side and no one had been hit by an acupoint, it was the stiffness emitted from my bloodline. With a thought, I asked in my heart: "Pang Tong, what are you doing?"

Pang Tong said lazily: "Your powers have been restricted by a formation, you cannot take the risk, it is useless to leave, you cannot save him."

I struggled for a while, but my hands and feet were numb. Now that two souls are fighting to use one body, and I, this noble one, am at a disadvantage, I could only watch Zhan Zhao receive his punishment. My mind was spinning mechanically, and even Bao Zheng, who was facing me, did not make a sound. Both of his hands were tightly holding onto the prison's wooden pillar, and his nails had deeply embedded into the wooden pillar. Gongsun Ce's tears fell like rain as he kept sniffing. In addition, Ma Han and the other three from the Prison Emperor Realm had their eyes wide open, their bloodshot eyes filled with hatred, just like four fierce wolves in the middle of a snowy night.

One of them coldly snorted, raised his hand, and the Western Xia soldier who was about to be executed stopped. He slowly walked to Zhan Zhao, grabbed his black hair and lifted his face. His face was pale but calm, except for the clear lines of teeth marks on his lower lip that revealed how much pain he had endured.

That person was actually the wily old fox who was standing next to Princess Xixia. He coldly snorted and said, "Speak, where are those two maps?"

Map? Could it be a treasure map? Zhan Zhao said indifferently, with a calm expression, he did not plan to speak. The old fox took the metal awl on the ground and stabbed it towards Zhan Zhao's back with all his might, "Err." There was a low muffled sound. Humph! A blood-red tip of a rod protruded from his chest.

The old fox grabbed Zhan Zhao's hair with his left hand, raising his face even higher, his right hand holding onto the iron rod as he lightly moved it. Zhan Zhao was in so much pain that his entire body trembled, his sword eyebrows knitted together and his eyes shut tightly.

Bao Zheng slowly knelt down in the prison, both hands holding onto the prison walls. Tears welled up in his eyes, and his hands trembled. His lips trembled, but he didn't say a single word. The old fox looked at Bao Zheng complacently, then suddenly laughed and pulled. Taking out the metal awl, Zhan Zhao's head suddenly tilted backwards, and powerlessly drooped down.

"Guard Zhan!"

"Master Zhan!"

Shouts came from the prison. I clenched my fists, wishing that I could tear this old fox bastard apart.

Hua, a bucket of cold water splashed down. Ignoring the anger of the crowd, Hu Chen said: "Men, put Zhan Zhao down."

"Yes." The moment the chain loosened, Zhan Zhao fell onto the ground with a thump. After resting for a while, he propped himself up. It was obvious that his left arm was shaking very badly.

"How is it? Master Zhan, I beg you, let him save you. " The old fox squatted down and asked.

Zhan Zhao's lowered head, cold water dripping down the ends of his hair, was accumulating strength, perhaps the power of a single sentence. After a while, a deep voice sounded, "Save your good intentions."

"Alright, the Dao Lord remembers your words." Someone come, drag him over. " He pointed towards Bao Zheng's direction. Two Western Xia soldiers pulled him up and threw him in front of Bao Zheng. Separated by the prison wall, Bao Zheng stretched out his arm and grabbed a few centimeters away. Holding onto Zhan Zhao's shoulder, Zhan Zhao slowly raised his head, and said a few words in a low voice. I didn't hear clearly what he said. The old fox suddenly shouted, "Pull them apart!"

"Package Master, you mean to say, you still want me to continue punishing your Guard Zhan." The old fox said sinisterly.

"I have no idea." Although he had seen the map previously, he had casually given it to Gongsun Ce and did not take it to heart.

"Package Master, you are such a cruel heart! Fine, when do you know and when do you want to tell me? " The old fox clenched his teeth.

The Western Xia soldiers moved about. He was holding a torture tool, a row of black bamboo tubes that were tied together with two pieces of hemp rope. A pimple? The horrible name suddenly popped into my head. My God, this kind of criminal law can sever a person's fingers at its worst.