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The words came from behind the screen.

Zhang Feng had already walked out of the imperial study room, and walked towards Dali Temple with the minister of Dali Temple who consciously closed his consciousness outside the room and did not eavesdrop.

Go to the top six floors.

There are spacious cells here, but inside the cells, there is a 'transparent' aura barrier.

That's where the prisoners are held.

As long as it is locked in, the six senses will be shielded by mana.

But people outside can still see the prisoner.

Similarly, the young master is in the innermost aura cell.

Zhang Feng walked over under the guidance of Dali Siqing, and saw the young master was inside the barrier in the cell.

And although the young master is only the strength of Jindan, he has also received a very high level of detention treatment.

Now, two slender chains are passing through his shoulder blades and tied to the wall behind him, maintaining a sitting posture at all times.

Not only that, but there are two monks outside the prison watching him all the time, just to prevent him from committing suicide.

But at this moment, when the two monks saw the prince coming, they also saw the Minister of Dali Temple nodding to them.

With a salute, they came to Dali Siqing's side.

"My lord." The minister made another salute, "Then I will take my leave first."

"Thank you sir." Zhang Feng nodded.

Si Qing was flattered, saluted again, and after opening the innermost aura barrier, he took the two guardian monks out together.

Wait for them to leave.

Zhang Feng looked at the young master who was still in a coma, and with a movement of his palm, a gust of wind shook the chains on his body, making a 'squeak' sound.

The young master's wound was pulled, and the pain piercing into the bone marrow made him wake up in an instant, but his expression was a little dazed.

It seems that I have been tortured a lot these days.

Also, in such a closed six senses, one cannot feel the passage of time, nor feel any movement.

Suddenly seeing the light again, it is inevitable to be excited and absent-minded.

Zhang Feng went to the side to find a chair, put it in front of the prison door, and was going to have a good chat with the third prince, and interrogate whether he still had accomplices.

Although Daoist Wu has said everything that should be said, if a few more people are caught, it will be a waste of incense.

But at the same time, when the young master slowly came back to his senses, he saw Zhang Fenghou standing beside the chair, but smiled miserably, and looked at the gray wall above his head, showing a calmness that was not afraid of life and death.

Also after being imprisoned, he knew that Daqi would not let him go, and his mentality gradually changed, from fear, hope, despair, emptiness, to the calmness of wanting to die now.

It is not difficult to see that the young master, as the third prince of the dead dynasty, has plotted and endured for so many years, and still has some demeanor of a prince of a country before his death.

Even if it's just for show, few people can do it.

Seeing the young master like this, Zhang Feng didn't sit on the chair immediately, but stepped forward a few steps, standing in front of the prison door and asked: "How is the third prince?"

"Trouble your lord, bother you." The young master's voice was dry, and his eyes were still looking at the top of the wall, "The Daqi'tian' cell is the prison for the royal family of the outer dynasty."

The six senses are sealed off here, no one disturbs them, and it is very clean every day, which is much more comfortable than when I hide in the imperial capital all day long."

When he said this, he turned his head slightly and looked at Zhang Feng outside the cell, "It's just that the prince is so delicate, did he ever sleep peacefully after being assassinated by Taoist Wu?

You need to know that this matter is only the beginning, and there will be more loyalty in the future to take your head

You have a delicate body, you have to be careful."

"I also trouble the third prince to worry about my king's safety." Zhang Feng was not angry when he heard the young master's sharp words, most of which were sarcasm.

On the contrary, Zhang Feng looked out the door, pointed to the five-storey cell under his feet, and said, "Does the third prince know who lives under your feet?"

The young master didn't answer, but looked at the top of the wall again.

Seeing the young master's appearance, Zhang Feng nodded and said: "Third prince is so calm, he probably wouldn't care about the lives of your subordinate Wu Daoist and the black-robed monk."

When the young master 'he' heard Zhang Feng talking about the black-robed monk, his mind fluctuated.

Zhang Feng said, but didn't wait for the young master to say anything, and said again: "The black-robed monk has already confessed to the crime of assassinating the king, and beheaded at noon yesterday."

'He's dead.' When the young lord heard that his most loyal subject had died, he was completely not as calm as before. Instead, he felt a little absent-minded, sad and resentful.

Because when he was in this prison, he also thought about living and dying with his courtiers, and finally showed his demeanor, wanting to awaken more subjugated people to fight against Daqi together.

But now, the last courtier has died, and he is really the only king left.

This kind of bleakness and remorse filled him with a sense of loneliness.

Even more infinite hatred made him glare at Zhang Feng.

Seeing the young master staring at him, Zhang Feng was curious and praised: "The third prince is worthy of being the third prince. Just looking at it like this, it seems that only the third prince is right to kill this king. The person who killed the third prince is guilty of committing crimes." The righteousness of the world."

"Everyone in the world knows that Daqi's court is full of wolf ambitions!" The young master's hatred did not diminish and dissipated, but became stronger and stronger, "I will kill you in accordance with the Dao! Let Daqi apologize for the dead sentient beings of the Three Kingdoms. For the benefit of the people of the remaining six countries! Avoid future wars and chaos!"

"What a benevolent monarch." Zhang Feng saw that he turned black and white, and he also knew the etiquette of scribes in this world, maybe they all looked like this.

Always put a label of justice on yourself, and then do the business of killing people.

You must know that you have no grievances with them, even if your family teacher destroys them all, it will be a matter of rising to the two countries.

No way, who made him a royal.

Just kill yourself, this is a private matter and a public matter.

Anyone can understand what kind of purpose and thoughts they have.

It is nothing more than trying to make Daqi turmoil and disasters, and the people who will be injured in the end will not be the common people.

With such a high-sounding sound, why do you eliminate harm for the people.

Especially if you kill, just kill. This plan failed. Before dying, you put gold on your face and wanted to use words to damage your heart and deeds. This made your mind even more vicious.

If it is replaced by someone else.

Not to mention that he was prejudiced by the third prince and mistakenly thought that he was a bad person.

Zhang Feng thought about it, looked at the young master with a righteous look, and shook his head, "The third prince's strategy of attacking the mind is indeed powerful. No wonder he used the strategy of changing the soul puppet to escape the catastrophe of Jin's destruction of the family .”

Zhang Feng walked to the chair, "It's a pity that your family didn't have such scheming. They were arrested by Daqi and returned to the imperial capital, and beheaded one after another in the downtown."

"My lord, you only have these abilities?" The young master laughed loudly, "You want to provoke me with words?"

"The third prince misunderstood me, I was just telling a fact." Zhang Feng took out a jade pendant from his arms, "By the way, it has been five days since the third prince was arrested. The prison has closed its consciousness again, so I must not know Everything that happens outside.

The king came here today, not only to tell the third prince that the black-robed monk was executed, but also to tell the third prince that this black-robed monk is really a "loyal man of the Jin Kingdom".

Before he died, he begged the king and the prime minister for mercy, and told him where the dragon's pulse was hidden in the ancestral temple of the state of Jin.

The king also gave him a happy time, and ordered Mo Daochang to kill him with a single knife.

But the dragon veins are always the dragon veins of the Jin Dynasty, which is not acceptable for ordinary people.

Therefore, a few days ago, I took the prime minister to the prison of Taoist Master Wu, and took the incense case of Taoist Master Wu.

Before his death, Taoist Master Wu also borrowed the oath of heaven and used the soul of the black-robed monk as an intermediary in order to prevent his soul from being tortured.

For the grafting matter, the third prince had to wait for a few days.

Now, this king wants to dig up the third prince's incense case, borrow the third prince's dragon spirit avatar, and obtain the dragon luck of the Jin Kingdom. "

"Want to spoil the fate of our dynasty?" The young master widened his blood-red eyes, "Have you ever thought that the tens of thousands of monks scattered all over the world in my Jin Kingdom will let you go?"

"Just come anyway." Zhang Feng sat on the chair, "The only Ascension Cultivator in your dynasty, the Noon Daoist, is dead, and there are some other miscellaneous fish?"

Zhang Feng looked serious, and leaned on the chair, "It's not about ruining the third prince's national destiny. It's about destroying the third prince's national destiny incense case, and then passing your national destiny dragon spirit on to this king."

"You are stealing the country!" The young master suddenly yelled angrily, "As a monk of Daqi, you use me as a dragon! Could it be that you want to plot rebellion?"

When the words fell, there were bursts of voices.

The young master endured the pain of the injury and increased his tone, as if he wanted everyone in the Dali Temple to hear that Zhang Feng, the king of Daqi, wanted to bless the dragon energy of Jin!

If such words are spread, it is really a risk to the world.

If it spreads to the hearts of those who care about it, maybe someone will spread the word, "Zhang Feng colluded with the state of Jin and intends to rebel!" '

This is what the young master is doing now, and it is also what the Holy One is worried about.

But Zhang Feng was curious when he heard the young master's loud voice, "Who is plotting against? Is it Daqi?"

Zhang Feng said, stood up and walked to the prison, "You can shout louder so that everyone in the palace knows.

But this king wants to tell you that there is no one in Dali Temple for five miles around. "

When Zhang Feng said this, he saw the young master's chest rising and falling, and he seemed to be furious, so he couldn't help comforting him: "The third prince is not angry. Even if your remarks spread throughout the palace, it will not affect this king at all.

This king has already informed the Holy Majesty about this matter.

The third prince can't accuse the king of hiding evil intentions.

On the contrary, the third prince practiced the secret art of drawing soul many years ago, and now his strength is only Jindan.

With Jindan's seriously injured body and weak breath, it is still unknown whether the righteous words of the third prince can spread to Dali Temple.

But if he gets angry again, the Third Prince is afraid that he will be so angry that he will die here. "

"You! Cough" the young master breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly coughed violently to affect the wound, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and shouted angrily: "Zhang Feng! In vain you are a famous official in the world, a member of a great general! I didn't expect you to be so despicable , with a heart like a black ink snake and scorpion!"

"Three princes, thanks." Zhang Feng nodded, and after taking a breath, he appeared in front of him and dug out a prototype of a golden elixir Yuanying from his dantian, "This king is only using his own way to treat other people. It's just a human being."

Chapter 332 Great Jin Dragon Pulse Halo (Two in One)

A cloud-like cyan mist rose from the golden elixir, surrounding the surface of the golden elixir.

When Zhang Feng pulled out the young master's golden elixir, he pushed his still breathing body, and heard a reminder.

'You triggered a special bounty mission'

Bounty task: Find the Dajin Dragon Vein.

'Current number of rings: 3'

During this time, Zhang Feng completed the bounty task to the third ring.

The first two links, one is to meet the Holy One, which was done from the beginning.

The second is to interrogate the third prince.

Now it can be regarded as the follow-up of the bounty, and began to search for the 'Dajin Dragon Vein'.

Hearing this reminder, Zhang Feng looked at the third prince who was seriously injured and desperate to die.

This is indeed the person protected by the Great Jin Dragon Vein, even if the golden core is drawn by him, he can still hold his breath.

"Third Prince's skills are profound." Zhang Feng couldn't help admiring, "If it is an ordinary Jindan cultivator, the Jindan has been destroyed at this moment, and there has been no sound."

"Zhang Zhangfeng" the young master is now very angry, "Even if you can take my golden core, but can you integrate my royal dragon energy?"

The young master spoke in an intermittent tone, and it was also the Jindan that was pumped, and he couldn't raise his heart, and he didn't have any strength to scold Zhang Feng.

Now he just turned his head slightly, stared at Zhang Feng with hatred in his eyes, and said something that would interfere with Zhang Feng's next practice of integration.

And he was right.

If you want to truly integrate the dragon energy of the royal family, conceal the inspection of the dragon veins, finally obtain the dragon veins, and gain the dragon energy of the Great Jin Dynasty, it is no less than cheating the sky and changing the rules of heaven.

Ordinary people really can't do it.

"Third prince, let's rest earlier, this king has his own decision." Zhang Feng suddenly had a feeling when he saw that he was going to curse himself until death, combined with what he had done.

The whole self is like a villain, mutilating Zhongliang and seizing people's property.

Since he is a villain, according to certain laws, if he does not kill the protagonist, the protagonist will be reborn from nirvana.

Zhang Feng thought about it, and in his resentful eyes, he stretched out his hand and drew a short knife outside the cell, and pressed it against his heart.

"Third Prince, please rest assured. The Dragon Vein of the Great Jin Dynasty is handed over to me. I will definitely make use of the Dragon Vein's national luck to search for the remaining Qi Luck monks in the Great Jin Dynasty, so that they can reunite with the Third Prince underground as soon as possible."

As Zhang Feng said, he sent the short blade forward, and the aura burst into a strong wind, which shattered his vitality, "The third prince is not alone on the road."

'patta'

As the young master fell to the ground, the green aura on the golden core also changed instantly, and a golden dragon snake appeared.

This is the essence of the projection of the Dragon Qi of the Jin Kingdom.