Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 1362
Chapter 299 Going to Prison

The walls of the entire cell were gray, but what Lin Fenghuo couldn't understand was that under the dim light, the gray walls exuded some unique luster of iron.

This is... a wall made entirely of metal?

Lin Fenghuo sat up, stroked the wall in a daze, and then he groped towards the wall and the heavy door, and the tactile sensations from his fingers all proved his guess.

"What kind of place can use this kind of all-metal wall?"

He quickly touched his waist, and the Green Fire Knife that had been hanging around his waist had long since disappeared, and then secretly used the exercises, but found that there was no mention of the true essence at all, because there was no inner strength of the true essence , but not sensed!

Just like the scene when he was in a coma, although Lin Fenghuo came to his senses, he no longer had any power to protect himself.

Although I don't know what kind of method those local forces who brought him here used to restrain him in this secret place, but all in all, the current him is nothing more than an ordinary person.

Lin Fenghuo sat on the bed with his knees hugged. He looked at the heavy metal door, wondering what he was thinking.

Slowly, the outside began to be noisy, and there was the sound of someone slamming on the metal prison door next door.

Lin Fenghuo walked slowly to the door, trying to put his ear against the door to hear what was shouting outside, but before he could hear clearly, the heavy metal door made a piercing sound and moved slowly.

He took a few steps back, staring closely at the movement of the door, and after a while, the piercing sound disappeared.

door, open.

He looked outside the door, and there was an ordinary corridor outside the door.

Outside the corridor, there are rows of densely packed and neatly arranged cells.

Lin Fenghuo stood there, as if as long as he took a step forward, there would be a new difference.

He stepped out of the cell, but the next moment, he was stunned.

In the not-so-spacious corridor outside, there was a prisoner standing in front of the door of each cell, and a jailer was looking at him with his bent body. Looking at him, he seemed to be older.

The eye sockets of the jailer on the opposite side were black, like an empty nothingness, and the hole was so big that it extended to the position of his temple.

After Lin Fenghuo looked at him, he quickly lowered his head, with cold sweat breaking out in his palms.

He wasn't sure if he could see it on the other side, but the feeling of being solidified was still lingering in his heart.

"Who are you? Why do you lock me up! If my clan elders find out, they will all be wiped out by you!"

Just as Lin Fenghuo was thinking, a voice suddenly sounded from the corridor.

Lin Fenghuo looked up and saw that the person who spoke was a young man. Not long after he finished speaking, the young man started to run wildly along the corridor.

But everyone standing in front of the cell didn't move, as if they were watching a lively performance, standing still and watching.

Suddenly, Lin Fenghuo heard the sound of metal rubbing against the ground in front of him, and sparks appeared in the dimly lit corridor.

A jailer is coming with a knife!

In an instant, his eyes shrank, and with the help of the fire just now, he saw clearly the knife in the man's hand...

Green Fire Knife!

As the boy ran in a panic, the frequency of sparks rubbing against the ground became higher and higher.

A knife flashed across.

"no no!……"

The boy's voice came suddenly, and the sparks no longer appeared. Now that he has become an ordinary person, he has no inner energy and cannot see clearly what is going on ahead.

On the surrounding walls, candles were lit one after another, illuminating the dim corridor.

With the help of the candlelight, Lin Fenghuo saw clearly the boy's fate.

The young man fell to the ground, his neck was already empty, perhaps because the knife fell too fast, the young man's body still remained in the sitting position.

Lin Fenghuo didn't speak, but just watched all this calmly.

Although the boy's behavior was a bit extreme, it helped him learn a lot.

Metal walls, metal prison doors, iron knives, everything here is made of metal, maybe he can't mobilize his inner strength because of these metals here.

This is... a prison specially designed to intercept and kill outsiders like him!

Perhaps...they were not the first batch of warriors to come to this secret realm.

Not the first, nor should it be the last.

........................

At this moment, in the study room of the Zhu Family Palace, the man in black was sitting on the main seat, looking down at the file in his hand and not speaking.

In such a solemn situation, there was a person squatting barefoot on the chair next to him, and his shoes were scattered aside.

This person is not that tall, and he can't even be considered a warrior just by looking at his appearance.Thin and weak, with dry and weak limbs, no different from those half-buried people.

But under such rudeness, the black-robed man never got angry, and was still busy with his own affairs.

"Old Zhu, shall we chat?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind the man in black robe, but he didn't seem to be surprised, he seemed to have discovered the existence of this person long ago, then pointed to the chair beside him, motioning for the person who spoke to sit down, finished After all this, there will be no other actions.

After a while, there was a "squeak" sound from the chair.

The person who spoke just sat down.

"Young Master Su, have you finished watching?" the man in black was the first to speak, with a slight dissatisfaction in his tone.

Hearing the words, the man stood up respectfully, bowed his hands to the man in black and said apologetically, "Su Xiaoxian was just on a whim, I hope Mr. Zhu won't be offended."

Having said that, Su Xiaoxian's eyes still looked around from time to time.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

"As long as there are sufficient conditions, I can extract pure blood energy indefinitely."

As soon as Su Xiaoxian said this, the study was extremely quiet, and even the person next to him squatting on the chair who was frolicking did not make a sound.

If it is said that blood energy is the foundation for the survival of this continent, then the purity of blood energy is the foundation of a family. The strong in the family are generally stronger than the casual cultivators outside, but the premise of being strong is to use With the cultivation of high-purity blood energy, the bones of the body will naturally be stronger.

The manpower and material resources they spend on purifying the blood every year are a lot of money.

If it is really possible to purify without limit, their Zhu family is in this world, and the family ranking is bound to go further.

After the black-robed man pondered for a while, a wave of blood energy rose from his body, and it filled the whole room in just an instant, as if the richness of blood energy was about to turn into substance.

The shriveled old man squatting on the chair had already stretched his neck at this moment, sniffing and absorbing wantonly while his nose was twitching, there was no playfulness on his face, only a look of intoxication and enjoyment remained.

(End of this chapter)