Chapter 379 Illya’s Identity

Illya is the illegitimate son of King Balak and a commoner woman. She has been living among the people and suffered a lot. Her life experience is very similar to Fang Xuan.

Now, the king is terminally ill, and Douglas, who was supposed to inherit the throne, died many years ago. The kingdom has lost its crown prince and has no successor. The whole country is in turmoil and people are panicked.

At this time, the critically ill King Barak suddenly remembered that he still had the last bloodline, which was the illegitimate son Illya who had been living among the people for many years, so he immediately sent an order to send someone to pick up Illya.

But now, the king is dead, and the entire political power of the Balak Kingdom is controlled by the queen. She is a power-hungry woman who will never allow the throne to be inherited by a lowly illegitimate son.

In order to ensure her supreme power and status, Illya, the last royal bloodline, has naturally become a thorn in the queen's side and a thorn in her flesh. The queen will do anything to prevent Illya from coming to the Kingdom of Balak to inherit the throne.

Ilia knew how difficult this journey would be, so she thought of dressing up as a woman, putting on a skirt, transforming into a woman, and quietly coming to the Kingdom of Barak.

However, they did not expect that as soon as they entered the royal city, they were captured by the guards and imprisoned in a dark prison. The only fate waiting for them might be death.

Now it seems that the king should be dead, otherwise the queen would not be so arrogant and send people to capture Illya and others in broad daylight.

After listening to Illya telling her life experience, Fang Xuan was surprised. The life experience of this cross-dressing boss was very similar to his.

The prince who lives among the people comes to the Kingdom of Balak to inherit the throne. It’s interesting~

"I'm sorry for causing trouble to you..." Illya looked at Fang Xuan apologetically. If it weren't for him, Fang Xuan would not have been imprisoned. He felt very guilty.

"Oh, it doesn't matter." Fang Xuan yawned lazily, stood up from the wet ground, and walked towards the iron bars of the prison step by step: "I'm a little hungry and want to find something to eat."

"Go out to find something to eat? This is a prison, how do you get out...?!"

When Illya was wondering, she saw Fang Xuan wave his hand, and the ten weighted iron railings, which were as thick as a fist, all turned into fly ash and scattered. He rested his hands on his head and walked out of the prison leisurely.

Jailbreak, it's that simple!

Ilia stared at Fang Xuan standing outside the prison, as if she had seen a monster: "Fang Xiaoniu, you..."

"I don't want to stay in prison anymore, so I came out." Fang Xuan said with a faint smile.

You didn’t want to stay in jail, so you came out?

Do you think this is a trip?

Illya felt depressed, feeling that the square calf bitten by mosquitoes suddenly became mysterious.

"By the way, this is the royal city of the Balak Kingdom. There must be a lot of good food in the palace!"

Fang Xuan walked around the prison, suddenly turned around and stared at Ilia, and said calmly: "Would you like to go to the palace with me for a feast, or do you want to continue squatting in the prison?"

"Uh...go! I'll go!"

Illya was startled, then quickly lifted up her skirt and quickly followed Fang Xuan. Although he had not yet figured out what was going on, he would not let go of this good opportunity to escape.

Ilia followed Fang Xuan without saying a word, her big black and bright eyes staring at Fang Xuan's back. A question couldn't help but arise in his mind: Who is this young man? !

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The palace prison is very tightly constructed and is divided into three underground floors. Each floor is guarded by many jailers. Each jailer is a powerful soul master. It is almost impossible for ordinary prisoners to escape from the prison.

But today, the person imprisoned here is not an ordinary prisoner, but an unparalleled demon star that even the Spirit Hall is helpless to do anything about.

If Fang Xuan wants to leave, no one in the world can stop him, let alone this small Balak Kingdom!

"No, someone escaped from prison!"

Soon, the guards discovered Fang Xuan and Ilia who had escaped from the prison. More than twenty soul master-level guards attacked with murderous intent, trying to block the two's way.

Fang Xuan walked forward expressionlessly. The bodies of the jailers gradually twisted and exploded like firecrackers, falling apart and causing blood and flesh to fly.

"So strong..."

Illya was stunned. He had been following Fang Xuan and saw this shocking scene clearly. Fang Xuan didn't even release his soul skills, but all the jailers exploded and died. This was really incredible.

He didn't know what Fang Xuan did, but he felt a bone-chilling chill flowing around him.

This is murderous intent, the purest and most powerful murderous intent!

After the strongest murderous energy condensed by one hundred thousand fallen people!

After Fang Xuan condensed the realm of the God of Death, his own murderous aura had reached its extreme strength. The murderous aura not only had the effect of intimidating, but could also materialize and tear the enemy into pieces with ease.

These twenty-odd jailers were only at the tenth level. How could they block Fang Xuan's murderous intent? In just an instant, they were all overwhelmed by this terrifying murderous intent!

Effortlessly, he took Illya from the third underground level to the first underground level. During this period, he killed countless people. With every step he took, large swathes of jailers exploded and walked on the corpses.

Finally, the two of them arrived at the exit of the underground prison, and all the guards in the prison were killed by Fang Xuan.

"Fang Xiaoniu, you...who are you?!"

Looking back at the countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, Illya's face turned pale, and she stared at the mysterious young man in front of her in a daze, her heart filled with shock!

This unparalleled strength, as well as the calmness of his face despite stepping on endless corpses, made Illya feel that the young man in front of her was anything but an ordinary person.

Fang Xuan lowered his head and glanced at Illya's pure white dress, then raised his head to look at the beautiful face that made countless women jealous. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, still unable to accept the fact that such a cute girl was actually a boy.

Fang Xuandao: "You deceived my feelings, so I won't tell you!"

Illya: "..."

"ah--"

At this time, a shrill scream sounded from the interrogation room at the end of the road.

"Uncle Zhang!"

Ilia's expression changed, and she heard that the scream just now came from Zhang Yunlong. A worried look appeared on her face, and she quickly ran towards the interrogation room.

Entering the interrogation room, the scene in front of her shocked Ilia, who was not familiar with the world.

I saw two jailers with ferocious faces as they tortured Zhang Yunlong.

They used a red-hot iron to burn bloody marks on Zhang Yunlong's old body, and then poured pepper water on the bloody wounds, which caused Zhang Yunlong to die from the pain.

Pity this old soul sect who is only seventy years old. He has been tortured so much that he is about to die.

"Uncle Zhang~!"

Ilia was so anxious that she shed tears. He had been abandoned since he was a child and had no father or mother. Zhang Yunlong raised him single-handedly, so the two of them were called master and servant, but in fact they were closer than relatives.

Seeing that Zhang Yunlong was almost tortured to death by the two jailers, Ilia forgot about her low strength, eyes red, and rushed towards the jailers desperately.

"Master... hurry up... go away!" Zhang Yunlong was even more anxious when he saw Illya running towards him regardless of his own safety. He used his last bit of strength to yell at Illya to escape.

"Jie Jie, there is actually a prisoner who has escaped from prison, how disgusting it is!"

"Now that you're here, don't even think about leaving, let's die together!"

The two jailers laughed ferociously, and charged at Ilia with bared teeth and claws, preparing to tear this innocent little lamb into pieces.

At this moment, Fang Xuan walked in, glanced expressionlessly at the two jailers who were torturing Zhang Yunlong, and said a cold word from his mouth.

"die!"

The two jailers screamed, their bodies twisted, and they exploded into two masses of blood mist. They died on the spot.

"Fang Xiaoniu, you..."

Zhang Yunlong was shocked when he saw this scene. He looked at Fang Xuan in disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost. He never expected that the young man they kindly saved on the way had been hiding all this time.

"treat!"

Fang Xuan was too lazy to explain anything. He activated the Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Spirit, and a pure white healing light flew out from his palm and landed on Zhang Yunlong's scarred body, quickly treating his injuries.

In an instant, all the wounds on Zhang Yunlong's body disappeared and he returned to his peak condition. His whole body was radiant and his muscles were strong, as if he had suddenly become ten years younger!

"My injuries are all healed..."

Zhang Yunlong was in a daze, unable to believe that his terrible wounds could be healed in an instant. Feeling the surging soul power in his body, he couldn't help but let out a loud shout, and the soul power all over his body gushed out, and he broke the iron on his body. Chains and shackles, jumped down from the execution rack.

"Uncle Zhang, it's great that you're okay!"

With tears in her eyes, Ilya happily walked to Zhang Yunlong's side. The two escaped from death, and they were all filled with emotion and cordially asked about their well-being.

After a while, Ilia turned around, looked at Fang Xuan curiously, and asked excitedly: "Fang Xiaoniu, you are so amazing, how did you cure my uncle Zhang just now, you are a healing soul. Teacher?"

A man who claimed to have been bitten by a mosquito first easily eliminated hundreds of jailers, and then healed Zhang Yunlong's injuries all over his body in an instant. Ilia became more and more curious about Fang Xuan's identity.

"Fang Xiaoniu, who are you?"

Zhang Yunlong also looked at Fang Xuan with a puzzled face, feeling that this young man was hiding too deeply. He didn't find any clues along the way.

Facing the two people's questions, Fang Xuan just yawned lazily, obviously not intending to reveal his true identity: "Okay, don't worry about it so much. Since you are fine, let's go and lead the way! "

"Lead the way? Lead the way? What do you want to do?"

Illya and Zhang Yunlong looked at each other, and both looked at Fang Xuan with some confusion.

Fang Xuan's mouth curved into a dangerous arc, he looked at the two people's doubtful eyes, and said calmly: "Let's go... attack the palace!"