Dianxia Qingcheng

Chapter 152: These people deserve to die

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The cell was very dark and cold, and the hard stone bed was also freezing cold.

I don’t know how long it took, but the person lying on top moved slightly.

It hurts, my whole body hurts, and I feel so cold that I have lost consciousness.

Shen Shijiu slowly opened his eyes and saw darkness in front of him. He didn't know where he was or what time it was. There was only endless darkness that engulfed and swallowed him.

He wanted to get up, but he didn't have the strength to do so. He felt as if all the life in his body was being sucked out like silk from a cocoon, and his entire body was abnormally hot.

Shen Shijiu raised his fingers with great effort, but he felt something warm on his hands, which were covered with warm and sticky liquid. He realized that it was blood.

A lot of blood was flowing out of his body and there was no way to stop it.

The small body slowly curled up and could no longer move.

His consciousness gradually became blurred, and his head began to hurt badly, as if there was a bottomless black hole with countless tentacles extending from it, pulling at his brain desperately, trying to pull him into the endless abyss.

Scenes appeared before my eyes, strange yet familiar. Some of those scenes had many people, while others had only two people, but everyone's face was unclear.

The painting shows a small figure, from taking its first steps to being able to run around the palace walls, then to heavy snow and a blood-red plum garden. There is a figure standing alone between the white and red of the world.

Then, what is

The little guy frowned tightly, as if he was in great pain, both physically and mentally.

He eventually slowly lost consciousness.

After Shen Huan was awakened by the whip again, she was numb and could not feel the pain. A blood-red color still appeared in front of her eyes. She didn't know what happened to her little disciple.

Judging from the amount of bleeding just now, the child is definitely not going to be saved, and if he is not treated in time, even his life or death is hard to predict.

Shen Huan was anxious, gritted his teeth and said, "Call your clan leader, I have something to say."

The two jailers looked at each other and hurried to find Hu Lanlai.

"I agree. I agree to help you develop the poison, but you have to agree to one condition. You must send Lang to treat my apprentice right now.

Hu Lan stood still, looking at Shen Huan and said, "Have you figured it out? It seems that your disciple is very important to you. For him, you can even break your bottom line. Can you do something more drastic? Then why not poison the capital of the Celestial Empire as well."

Shen Huan opened his eyes slightly, "You clearly didn't say before that you would poison the Imperial City! How could you change your mind at the last minute!"

"What? You don't want to?" Hu Lan waved his hand, "Go kill that little disciple."

"Wait!" Shen Huan lowered his eyes, "I am willing to do anything as long as you can save him."

Hu Lan smiled and said, "That's right. If you figure it out sooner, you won't have to suffer so much, right?"

After saying that, he sent someone to bring in materials that could be used to develop poison, and then leisurely walked to the side and sat down.

"You develop it here, and I'll watch over you. When it's done, I'll send someone to rescue him."

"No! We have to go now, otherwise it will be too late!" Shen Huan had been put down. She forced herself to stand in front of Hu Lan, her body covered with scars.

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have started developing it."

Hu Lan looked at Shen Huan angrily, but when he saw that she really didn't intend to move, he finally relented.

"You, go and check, don't let him die."

The jailer was about to run out, but Shen Huan quickly grabbed his clothes, then took out a pill from his sleeve with great effort and stuffed it into the jailer's hand.

"Give it to him."

Hu Lan nodded, and the jailer ran out with the pill in his hand.

Shen Huan took a deep breath, looked at the drugs, and after thinking for a while, he really started to develop them.

She was indeed preparing poison, but not with the intention of poisoning people. She wanted to die directly along with everyone in the cell.

After a while, the jailer came back in a hurry.

"Chief," the jailer whispered in Hu Lan's ear.

"What?" Hu Lan asked in surprise, "Didn't I tell you to watch carefully?"

"I, I don't know what happened. I gave him the pills and he died immediately."

Shen Huan suddenly turned around and grabbed the jailer by the collar, "Say it again!"

The medicine powder in Shen Huan's hand spilled into the jailer's eyes, burning them and making them sizzle. He screamed and did not bother to answer Shen Huan's questions.

Several guards nearby hurried over to pull Shen Huan aside.

Shen Huan suddenly picked up the medicine powder on the table and sprinkled it at everyone. The powder would corrode the skin once it came into contact with it. Everyone who was burned would bleed and cry randomly.

Hu Lan grabbed a person and blocked himself so that he was not splashed with the powder.

After he pushed the person in front of him away, he saw that Shen Huan was no longer in the cell. He clenched his fists in anger, and while ordering other jailers and guards to hurry over, he left the cell first to chase Shen Huan.

Shen Huan ran stumblingly. The whole prison was pitch black and she couldn't see the road ahead clearly. She didn't know how many times she had fallen and her skin was broken in several places, but she quickly got up and continued to run desperately.

Finally found the cell where Shen Shijiu was.

As soon as I entered, I smelled the bloody odor that permeated the entire cell, so strong that it seemed to force people to retreat.

Shen Huan was startled and ran to the stone bed.

The stone-faced little man had his eyes gently closed, his face was as pale as paper, and the mask was about to fall off.

Shen Huan gently took off the mask, and the originally bright and beautiful face underneath was now pale and fragile, as if it would break at the slightest touch.

Shen Huan suddenly wiped away her tears, felt his pulse with one hand, and pressed lightly on his throat with the other.

"Disciple, disciple, open your eyes and look. I am your master. I am the best master in the world as you said. Listen to your master and swallow the medicine.

Go, be good, swallow it! As long as you open your eyes, as long as we can get out alive this time, Master promises you that he will never stop you again, okay

Okay? I won’t care about you anymore. You can do whatever you want, eat whatever you want, and see whoever you want, okay?”

Shen Huan felt the weak pulse of his hand that was almost disappearing and cried inconsolably.

Suddenly, the man's throat moved and he swallowed the pill.

Then, the pulse that was about to disappear began to beat again.

Shen Huan quickly raised his head and looked at the little man in surprise, "Disciple, did you hear it? If you heard it, please open your eyes and look at the master, okay?"

But the ** man still didn't open his eyes.

When Shen Huan was about to say something else, the cell door was kicked open.

Hu Lan stood outside the door, "I knew you were going to come here, and you dare to cheat me. Run again, I want to see where you can run to!"

He said as he slowly walked towards the bed.

Shen Huan stood in front of Shen Shijiu, still tightly holding the remaining small packet of medicine powder in his hand, ready to sprinkle it on Hu Lan's face.

But Hu Lan saw that Shen Huan had something in her hand, so he snatched the medicine powder from her hand and threw it outside the cell.

"Since you are so ungrateful, I don't need to keep you as my apprentice anymore. I will kill him now!"

As Hu Lan spoke, he pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed at him.

Shen Huan raised his arm to block it, but was cut with a long bloody wound.

Hu Lan thought Shen Huan was in the way, so he kicked her to the door of the cell, and then stabbed the stone-faced little man with the dagger.

"Disciple!"

However, Shen Huan did not fall to the ground. Instead, he was steadily supported by someone and then transferred to another person's hands.

I saw a figure standing at the door of the cell, with the cold sword in his hand flying straight into the cell. Before Hu Lan's dagger fell, it pierced Hu Lan's shoulder and nailed him to the wall.

The figure was hidden in the darkness, emitting a gloomy and cold aura, and his black robe was so dark that it seemed to be dripping with ink.

"Pei, Master Pei"

Shen Huan choked up, then looked at the person who was supporting him, it was Chengfeng.

Pei Zheng didn't say anything and walked into the cell. The bloody smell that he could smell just now became more obvious now.

Lying on the cold stone was the little person he had been thinking about day and night, but now he was dying, covered in blood and unconscious.

Pei Zheng's eyes were filled with pain, his fingers trembling slightly. He walked to the stone bed and slowly squatted down.

I reached out and touched the little guy's cheek. It was incredibly cold, as if there was no heat at all. And all the blood on the ground, did it all come from his body? He was so thin and small, how much blood could there be in his body to flow like that

Besides, wasn't there a little life in his belly? Was it dead

Pei Zheng glanced at the little guy's flat belly, his eyes filled with heartache. He wished all the pain he suffered could be transferred to himself. Anyway, he had suffered so much pain that he had long been numb.

But this little guy is different, he is soft and fragile, and he should be held in the palm of your hand and cared for!

Pei Zheng was at a loss, not knowing what to do. He carefully picked up the little guy, and after feeling the blood on his hands, his body couldn't help but tremble, but he immediately held the guy more steadily.

It's his fault. It's all his fault for coming too late. The little guy has to suffer such injustice and pain.

So these people deserve to die.

Pei Zheng held Shen Shijiu in his arms and walked out of the cell without looking back.

Chengfeng handed Shen Huan to a secret guard behind him, and the secret guard supported Shen Huan and followed Pei Zheng.

Chengfeng walked into the cell, first pulled out the sword, and Hu Lan fell down from the wall and sat down.

Hu Lan covered his wound with his hands, his eyes wide open, "You! Who are you? How dare you break into my clan's prison! Someone come quickly! Take them down!"

The sword was pressed against Hu Lan's throat.

"Then remember, we are the Prime Minister's Office of the Celestial Empire, so when you seek revenge, make sure you don't find the wrong person.

Having said that, the sword pierced the throat.