Chapter 159 The Purpose of the Embroidered Guard

As a member of the Xiuyi Guard, Suo Qing prides himself on being proficient in punishment.

But he never thought that without any physical damage, just the lack of light and sound could make people so desperate.

During this time, he was extremely desperate.

If he hadn't been unable to commit suicide, he might have died many times.

"You...who are you?"

Suo Qing's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for decades.

Han Yang placed the candle on the table in the underground prison.

Suo Qing's eyes immediately looked at Huo Zhu uncontrollably.

Only by staring at the flickering light of the candle could he have a real sense that he was still alive.

Thinking of the indescribable darkness, his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Han Yang did not answer Suo Qing's question and asked, "Do you know how long it has been since you entered the dungeon?"

As a warrior, your mind should be extremely firm.

Even if he is imprisoned, he can still judge the time he has been imprisoned through his own body changes.

But Suo Qing couldn't answer this question at all.

Because, starting from the third day, he had collapsed.

There was no light or sound, which drove him crazy, and he had already lost the concept of time.

"Seven days!"

Han Yang smiled and said, "It's not a long time, is it?"

Only seven days?

Suo Qing looked at Han Yang in disbelief.

He felt that he had been reincarnated in the hell without light and sound for an infinite time. Unexpectedly, only seven days had passed.

Han Yang pointed to the candle beside him and said, "If you answer my question truthfully, I will leave this candle for you. If you lie, the next time I show up will be half a month later..."

Suo Qing heard the word "candlelight" and looked greedily at the flickering lights.

This little bit of light was already like a fairyland to him.

"go ahead!"

Suo Qing could no longer imagine what he would be like if he was thrown into this hell for another half month.

Sensing Suo Qing's attitude, Han Yang nodded with satisfaction, "My question is very simple. The imperial court has already given up on Nanyang County, why did it still send embroidered guards to lurk in the Black City?"

This is what Han Yang is most confused about.

The nine cities of Yuanmen, and even the entire Nanyang County, have been abandoned by the imperial court.

Because this place is adjacent to the monster forest, a tide of monsters may break out at any time, and there is no way to develop a decent economy.

As early as hundreds of years ago, the imperial court basically gave up the management of Nanyang County.

Although there are also county guards and city lords to manage various cities in Nanyang County, these city lords are actually abandoned people.

The imperial court paid no attention to them and allowed them to fend for themselves.

It is not uncommon for people to think that they are acting as the city lord for Yuanmen despite knowing this.

Under such circumstances, it is very strange that the imperial court actually sent embroidered guards to the Black City.

Suo Qing hesitated, but the crackling sound of the wick made his mouth twitch violently.

He didn't want to lose this rare light again.

"Thousand-leaf Divine Sword! The main reason why we lurk in the nine cities of Yuanmen is because of the Thousand-leaf Divine Sword of Yuanmen..."

Suo Qing, who was already on the verge of mental collapse, told the truth without hiding anything.

It turned out that an embroidered guard from Qianhu heard somewhere that there was a magical weapon hidden in Yuanmen, which was called the Qianye Divine Sword. It was extremely dazzling and a unique treasure.

He thought about it and wanted to take it away as a birthday gift to the wife of the commander of the Xiuyi Guard.

"Just for a so-called divine sword, you have been lurking in the Black City for so many years?"

Han Yang was a little surprised.

According to Suo Qing, the Qianhu of Xiuyiwei are at the late Yuandan level, and the hundreds of Xiuyiwei under his command are all in the Yuandan realm.

If you randomly send a hundred households and ask the Yuanmen to hand over the Thousand Leaf Divine Sword, do you think the Yuanmen still dare not to hand it over?

Because of a birthday gift, it is ridiculous to hide it for so many years.

Suo Qing was startled by the question and said subconsciously: "The centenary birthday of the conductor's wife is still thirteen years away, so..."

Halfway through, he couldn't speak anymore.

Because he couldn't even convince himself.

I don't believe this at all.

Han Yang sneered and said: "These words should be the words given to you by the above, right? Haven't you guessed the real purpose of letting you lurk in the Black City?"

Why using the Thousand Leaves Divine Sword as a birthday gift is simply an excuse.

There must be other purposes.

Suo Qing hesitated for a moment and said: "We had suspicions before, but we couldn't figure it out. This time the ruins of Yanyue Valley have appeared. We guess, is it related to the ruins?"

Han Yang's expression condensed.

Yanyue Valley ruins?

According to Tan Mingzhi, Xiaoqi, the Xiuyiwei in the late Qi gathering stage, was hit by Chen Yu when he wanted to perform a blood sacrifice to open the ruins of Yanyue Valley, and that's when he got into a fight.

If Xiuyiwei really came for the ruins, it seems to make sense.

However, if even Xiuyiwei Qianhu and Yuan Dan are interested in the Yanyue Valley ruins in the later period, it means that the origin of that mausoleum is definitely more extraordinary than imagined.

"I have said everything... I am a court official. I have never offended you. I hope you can let us go."

Suo Qing looked at Han Yang pleadingly with a hint of luck.

Han Yang had already stood up and was about to leave.

Just when Suo Qing was about to despair, Han Yang's indifferent voice came to his ears.

"If the blood sacrifice has nothing to do with you, I will let you go..."

Suo Qing's heart suddenly sank.

The warriors who were sacrificed by blood were all deceived into Yanyue Valley through various means...

"I...I also know other information, give me a chance..."

Suo Qing was still begging for something, but Han Yang's figure had disappeared from the dungeon door.

The flickering candlelight kept swaying, making Suo Qing's heart fall into the valley.

He knew he was finished.

This candlelight may be his last light.

Han Yang may never come back again.

At this moment, he suddenly hated why he was a bone-forging warrior and had such strong vitality that he couldn't starve to death early.

"woo woo woo woo……"

A cry like a ghost's wail came from the dungeon.

…

Outside the dungeon, Han Yang shook his head.

There was no need to interrogate other people, he already knew the answer. These people from Xiuyiwei participated in the blood sacrifice and deserved their death.

"Elder Han!"

Just when Han Yang left the dungeon, a figure rushed towards him from far away.

It was actually Mu Xueer.

Seeing this girl, a smile appeared on Han Yang's face.

This girl is a fanatical fan of the Blood Lotus Swordsman and is always sarcastic and sarcastic towards her.

He was looking forward to seeing how wonderful the expression on Mu Xueer's face would be when she knew that he was the Blood Lotus Swordsman.

Mu Xueer's face sank.

What are you laughing at? The smile is so sinister, far worse than the calmness of Senior Brother Blood Lotus.

Shaking her head and putting aside the messy thoughts, Mu Xueer said urgently: "The sect leader asked Elder Han to go to the main hall to talk. The three parties of Burning Heaven Clan, Phoenix Mountain, and Duantian Pavilion have joined forces to pay homage to the door. Their troops have already... arrived at the foot of the mountain. "