Huangba Six Realms: Traveling through the world

Chapter 182 Feng's Forbidden Land; Clothes Tomb (3)
Mr. Da smiled and said: "There will be opportunities in the future, and saving people is the most important thing today. Come here, Xiao Fu, and start digging holes under the house along this place. You are in charge of the barrier, and you must not let people notice that you are digging." movement."

The two received the order, paused for a while, and then started to work.

Fu Mianqing's talisman skills have long been proficient, and a tunnel was opened in a short time. He looked at it with clairvoyance for a while, and said: "The front seems to be blocked by an enchantment, and it should be dug somewhere."

"Very well, the two of you stay outside. Xi'er, you come in with me." As soon as Mr. Da finished speaking, he jumped into the tunnel.

Feng Zhuoxi immediately dodged to follow, the tunnel was pitch black, but both of them could see in the dark, so no one lit a fire to illuminate it.

Suddenly, Bai Qi who had been in Feng Zhuoxi's arms suddenly said: "Many people are imprisoned here."

Mr. Da said: "That's right, I also felt that the aura of many people is intertwined here, which is in stark contrast to the dead men and puppets of the Feng family. But the last time I came here, there were not so many people imprisoned here. What on earth happened?"

After reaching the end of the tunnel, Mr. Da stretched out his hand and tapped on the earth wall at the end, a gap was opened in the barrier, and Mr. Da scratched away the earth wall again, a faint fire came into his eyes, and the two of them converged their breath. There was almost nothing, and he raised his foot and stepped in, only to feel a bloody smell rushing towards his face.

In the prison in the middle of the night, there are only puppets with a whole body of black guarding them. In the dim light of the fire, there are cells on both sides, and the iron bars of each cell are as thick as the upper arm of an adult man.

On a small open space that should be the place of torture, there are some strangely shaped instruments of torture scattered everywhere. On the mottled black and red walls, a young man is clasped with a big iron ring. His whole body is bloody and his head is drooping limply. On the chest, you can't see the face.

Feng Zhuoxi lightly jumped over, first set up a barrier to isolate all sounds and breaths, then used healing techniques to treat his serious trauma, and then sent a stream of spiritual power into his body, looking at the man faintly Waking up, looking up and seeing Feng Zhuoxi's face painted with strange totems, he couldn't help showing horror.

"Yao Caizhi." Feng Zhuoxi said three words lightly.

The young man's body shook violently.

Find the right person.

"what's your name?"

Probably intimidated by the power in Feng Zhuoxi's tone, the man replied honestly: "Xu Hang."

Feng Zhuoxi took out the silver hairpin that Yao Caizhi gave her as a token, and showed it to Xu Hang, Xu Hang's eyes widened immediately: "Who are you?"

"The person who saved you, go out and explain, don't talk now, I will break these iron rings."

Xu Hang said in despair: "It's useless, this is the East China Sea black iron that has been cursed, and it can't be touched at all."

He hadn't finished speaking, only heard the soft "crack" sound continuously, those iron rings that fixed his whole body were actually shattered in Feng Zhuoxi's hands like shortbread.

"Are you still able to walk?" Feng Zhuoxi saw that his eyes were dull and his breathing was unsteady, fearing that he would not have the strength to walk.

Without waiting for Xu Hang's response, she reached out and hung Xu Hang's body in the air, and sent it to Mr. Da: "I'll leave it to you."

Mr. Da smiled helplessly, and stretched out his hand to resist Xu Hang: "Xi'er go first, I will seal the earth wall."

(End of this chapter)