Nine Stars Killer

Ye Feng was lifted up by the two women and did not resist. In front of the Immortal Martial Realm, Ye Feng was as weak as an ant, and could only be slaughtered.

"Wow!"

Ye Feng was thrown into a death cell, which was damp and smelly. The dungeon was very dark. Fortunately, Ye Feng's strength was not limited. However, the construction of the dungeon here was very strange. Ye Feng held his hands on the fence and could not shake it.

"Essence of Yellowstone!"

Ye Feng looked at the fence in front and said helplessly.

The Essence of Huangshi is the only material for making magical weapons, but it is used to build dungeons. This Scorpio Palace is simply extravagant. It seems that it is impossible to escape from here by relying on the Earth Martial Realm.

If you have come, you will be at ease. Although Ye Feng is very anxious and worried about Ya'er's safety, he is trapped in the dungeon and can't escape, so he can only think quietly.

In the palace’s courtyard, the saint had gone and returned. The saint’s face seemed to change a little, and it was no longer the indifferent look just now, it became very complicated.

"Is there anything you need?"

The palace lord opened his eyes and watched the saint enter the room.

"Can you tell me what is going on? Why do I have the same jade medal."

A jade card appeared in the saint's hand, which was exactly the same as the one that Ye Feng had brought.

The palace lord looked at the jade medal in the hand of the saint, his eyes suddenly panicked and quickly calmed down.

"It's just a coincidence!"

The Palace Master said lightly.

"Is it because the owner of this jade medal is my relative."

The saint had been brought into the Scorpio Palace since she was a child, and she had no impression of her relatives. When she suddenly encountered something exactly like the jade card on her body, she immediately thought of whether the owner of the half jade card that Ye Feng brought in was his relatives.

"No, you have no relatives. When I picked you up, all of your family members died."

The palace owner turned around unexpectedly, unwilling to face the saint, his tone was sad.

"I don't believe it, why don't you tell me the truth? Even if my parents are dead and my relatives are dead, at least they have a name."

The saint dropped two crystal tears, and she has been living in an icy world since she was young. The saint is tired of this kind of life, a world without emotions, even normal people will be driven crazy.

"The truth is that your parents are dead. This is the truth. You don't have to ask, go back."

The palace lord waved his hand, unwilling to continue talking with the saint.

The saint turned around silently and walked out the door, her jade hand tightly squeezed the half of the jade medal, this jade medal has been with her since she was a child, and is the only token she can prove her identity.

"Ugh!"

After the saint had left, the palace lord turned around, two tears also fell, holding half of the jade medal from Ye Feng in his hand, and sighed.

"Back then, you shouldn't put the jade card on Lan'er. Today, it won't happen."

The palace lord sighed and closed his eyes, tears still slipping down.

For one day, Ye Feng sat quietly in the death cell like this, no one came over, and Ye Feng gradually adapted to the dark environment here.

The dungeon is not very big, probably only about 100 square meters, there are three or four cells, Ye Feng looked at the other cells, and found that there was another cell that also contained a person.

"Senior, senior!"

There was a person lying on the floor of the cell opposite, with a shaggy head and a dirty face. Ye Feng couldn't see his appearance, and even his clothes were in tatters, and he couldn't even tell if it was a man or a woman.

"It's so noisy, it's so noisy, and you let people not sleep."

There was a grievance from the cell opposite, and he was very impatient, grabbed his body, and went to sleep.

"Senior, junior Ye Feng, how do you call senior and why he is also locked up here."

Ye Feng reported to his family, had confirmed that the opposite was a man, and continued.

"I said little baby, you are endless, don't delay the messenger's sleep."

The unkempt man on the opposite side sat up, his body was covered with dirt, but his pair of eyes shone brightly, like two pearls in the dark.

"Senior, I forgive the younger generation to disturb you. I don't know how long Senior has been locked here."

Ye Feng didn't understand why there was still a man in the dungeon.

"how long?"

The man was silent, as if calculating.

"ten years?"

"Twenty years?"

"a hundred years?"

"None."

The dirt man talked to himself, not even knowing how many years he had been locked up.

"What year is it now?"

After thinking about it for a long time, the man couldn't figure out how many years he had been detained. At this time, he asked Ye Feng.

"Shenwu calendar 222448."

Shenwu Continent also has a set of calendars for calculating the year. Ye Feng said the year it appeared.

The dirty man grabbed his fingers and started counting. After counting the time for a cup of tea, his eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Unexpectedly, I have been locked up here for three thousand years."

The words of the dirty man almost didn't scare Ye Feng to death. In the past, Ye Feng met an elder who had lived for a thousand years in the Seven-Star Tower, but now he actually met an elder who had lived for three thousand years, Ye Feng felt like he was dreaming.

"Senior, are you sure you have been locked up here for three thousand years?"

Ye Feng couldn't believe how he came here for three thousand years like a day.

"Yes, three thousand years have passed in a flash, baby, what's the situation outside now, how come you are also locked in, are you also molesting the saint of Scorpio Palace."

After speaking, the dirty man laughed.

"Senior joked, the junior came to ask for the water of the earth and sea, but was locked in."

Ye Feng gave a wry smile.

"Just that shit, I think it's dirty to make me foot wash, why do you want it."

The dirt man actually said that the water of the earth sea was not worthy of making him a foot wash, and Ye Feng showed contemptuous eyes.

"Junior is useful, senior, why were you locked in."

Ye Feng asked rhetorically at this time.

"Is this? It's a bit embarrassing to say, it's not because I was locked in. I lost a bet with someone and I was willing to be locked in here."

The dirt man touched his head, seemingly embarrassed.

Ye Feng has a black line, and there are so many things in the world. Some people bet that you can shut yourself down for three thousand years.

"Even if it is a bet, three thousand years are fine, why don't you go out yet."

Ye Feng believes that even with a big bet, three thousand years is enough. If you change to a mortal, it will be considered a reincarnation for more than ten lifetimes.

"It hasn't been fulfilled yet. If it fulfills me, I will naturally go out."

The dirt man said helplessly.

"Senior, anyway, you are idle now, so you might as well tell the story of your gambling and fighting back then, so that the younger generation can also see the demeanor of the senior, a bet, and imprisoned for three thousand years.

Ye Feng was very interested in what kind of agreement it was that would allow one person to keep for about three thousand years. Based on this, Ye Feng could see that the man in front of him had a lot of affection and righteousness. It seemed that his strength was not restricted, but he I don't want to go out.

"This is a long story. Since your little baby wants to know, I will tell you."

This man hadn't spoken to anyone for three thousand years, and when the conversation box was opened, he could not stop talking.

"I think back then, my oiran was also a beautiful man with a fluttering demeanor. Few women in the world could escape from my palm. Basically I could capture their hearts. Until one day, a friend of mine told me if you Can capture the heart of the saint of Scorpio Palace, willing to give me all his family properties for free."

Ye Feng could hear that this man had great confidence in his appearance.

"At that time, I found the place of Scorpio Palace without saying a word, and broke in directly, indicating that I wanted to see the saint. When I saw it at that time, it really made me feel that the ones I saw before were all vulgar fans. Compared to this woman, the beauties in the past can be said to be unworthy of carrying shoes to her. I was stunned for a while."

After the man finished speaking, he looked yearning, as if the scene of the year appeared before his eyes.

"and after!"

Ye Feng interrupted his thoughts and pulled the oiran back into reality.

"The saint was sacrificing and taking over as the lord of the palace, but I broke into the Scorpio Palace and was very furious. When I saw me looking at her in a fascinating manner, and still in front of all the disciples, I felt suffering. When it came to the shame and shame, a large number of elders were gathered and began to besiege me."

The man had a helpless tone.

"Next!"

Things can't just end like this, Ye Feng always has something else behind.

"Although the Scorpio Palace is powerful, my oiran is not a vegetarian. I broke through the **** of Shenwu and entered the first stage of Shenwu at the age of twenty-five. At that time, my oiran was also a peerless genius. Where are these vulgar fans my opponent? Put all those elders in balance."

Ye Feng was secretly frightened. When he encountered the thirteen-year-old Tianwu Realm, Ye Feng was already shocked. Now he heard that the oiran broke the **** of Shenwu at the age of twenty-five, and he was even more shocked. It seemed that he had to speed up his cultivation.

"Then the elder Taishang appeared, but I was still beaten up. No one in Scorpio Palace was my opponent. After defeating everyone, I came to the saint again."

"Saint, no one in your Scorpio Palace is my opponent. You should still be my wife. Let's travel the sky together and be a pair of fairy heroes."

The oiran Yushu was facing the wind, looking at the saint who looked like a fairy in front of him, and issued an invitation.

"We might as well make a bet. If you can beat me, I will naturally go with you. If you lose, you will be imprisoned in Scorpio Palace forever. Unless the Scorpio Palace is in a catastrophe, you can be sentenced. Bet with me."

The saint said to the oiran with a high voice.

"Let's talk, how to bet."

Oiran was proud of the spring breeze at the time, so he didn't hesitate to agree to the gambling. When the bet came out, Oiran had the urge to commit suicide.

"Then we are better than Shenfa. If you can surpass me, I will agree to your request. If you lose, you will be imprisoned in Scorpio Palace forever. If you are scared now, I will not force you. You can leave Scorpio. The palace."

The saint described lightly, actually trying to compare with Oiran.

Having said this, the oiran sighed and recovered from the memory.

"Have you tried it?"

Ye Feng then asked now.