civilwarnovels Chapter 46 The Dungeon Saves People
Chapter 46 The Dungeon Saves People
Chapter 46 The Dungeon Saves People
"you lose!"
Seeing Zhao Mingxuan lying on the ground with a pale face and blood on the corner of his mouth, Ye Mingzhu glanced at him coldly and said indifferently.
When Zhao Mingxuan heard this, his body trembled, and strong hatred surged out of his eyes. He gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Mingzhu, and growled in a low voice: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it. In just three years, you can actually go from the Qi Refining Stage to the Qi Refining Stage." Level 0, rising to the Nascent Soul stage to perfection, this is impossible!”
His words were full of unwillingness, and he refused to believe that Ye Mingzhu's strength could reach this level in just three years.
"Whether you believe it or not is your business, tell me, where is Wanwan?" Ye Mingzhu didn't answer Zhao Mingxuan's question, but glanced at him coldly, and asked in a deep voice.
Zhao Mingxuan gritted his teeth, and pointed to a large courtyard not far ahead.
There is an empty room there, and under the empty room is Qingxuanzong's dungeon, which is also the place where those disciples who made mistakes were imprisoned in the past.
Ye Mingzhu immediately rushed towards that place.
After a while, they arrived outside the empty room, and Ye Mingzhu walked in.
Soon, she found a mechanism at the end of the room. She pressed the mechanism, and only heard a click, the mechanism activated, and a stone door slowly opened.
Ye Mingzhu stepped in and found that there was an iron chain on the opposite side of the stone door, and at the end of the chain was a wooden cage. Inside the cage, one could vaguely see a man in ragged clothes tied up all over his body covered in scars. skinny girl.
At this moment, the girl was curled up, her eyes were tightly closed, her face was as pale as paper, and she was obviously in a coma.
Next to the cage, there were three chairs, and three Qingxuanzong disciples were sitting on them, looking leisurely.
Seeing Ye Mingzhu walk in, the three of them didn't look up, but chatted while drinking tea.
When they heard the sound of footsteps, the faces of the three of them suddenly showed a look of impatience, and one of the disciples of Qingxuanzong turned his head to look at the iron cage, and a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes, " Who are you? Who allowed you to trespass in the dungeon? Get out of here!"
Ye Mingzhu's face darkened suddenly, and she gave him a cold look.
He slapped her with a "snap" sound.
A surge of tyrannical Qi surged out, sending the disciple flying more than ten meters away. He fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood, unable to get up.
The expressions of the other two Qingxuanzong disciples suddenly changed when they saw this.
"Who dares to come to our Qingxuanzong to play wild?"
One of the male disciples stood up, glared at Ye Mingzhu with a ferocious face, and shouted angrily.
He was tall and tall with dark skin. He was wearing a green robe and had a long red sword hanging from his waist.
At this time, his eyes fell on Ye Mingzhu, and there was greed and passion in his eyes.
In his eyes, Ye Mingzhu is a beauty embryo, with white and delicate skin, exquisite and flawless appearance, and a slim and graceful figure. She is wearing a white dress, which sets off her exquisite body. She looks like a delicate and charming flower. The flower buds exude an attractive fragrance.
Especially in Ye Mingzhu's eyes, there is a hint of stubbornness and unyielding taste, which makes people's heart throbbing, and they can't help but want to conquer her and occupy her.
Under the man's scorching gaze, Ye Mingzhu couldn't help flashing a trace of disgust, she glanced at him lightly, and said coldly: "Let her out!"
"Let it go? Why let it go, who are you?!" The man sneered disdainfully. While speaking, he stretched out his hand as if to grab Ye Mingzhu's chest.
Ye Mingzhu smiled coldly, waved her palm casually, and easily blocked the man's wrist, "If you don't let her out, I'll just throw you in too!"
The man's arm was blocked by Ye Mingzhu, and a flash of anger suddenly flashed on his face, "Stinky girl, who do you think you are? You are so arrogant, and you don't even weigh your weight!"
After finishing speaking, the man rushed towards Ye Mingzhu again.
"You deserve a beating!" Ye Mingzhu said coldly.
As soon as the words fell, she shot again and punched the man.
"Boom!"
Ye Mingzhu's fist instantly turned into tens of thousands of fist lights, dense like rain, and poured out towards the man.
This punch is stronger than the one just now, and its power is even more terrifying.
Moreover, the power of this punch is more cohesive and overbearing.
Seeing Ye Mingzhu's attack, the man's expression froze instantly, and a look of panic flashed across his face.
He never thought that the power of Ye Mingzhu's punch would be so terrifying.
However, the matter has come to this point, and he has no time to escape.
He could only bite the bullet, waved the long sword in his hand, and greeted Ye Mingzhu's fist light.
With such a move to greet him, he was instantly overwhelmed by Ye Mingzhu's fist light.
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, the long sword in his hand was broken directly.
Moreover, Ye Mingzhu's fist still did not stop attacking, and in the blink of an eye, it reached him.
"boom!"
Ye Mingzhu's fist directly hit his chest. Immediately, he felt as if his chest and abdomen had been hit by a thunderbolt, and a terrifying force poured into his body.
He only felt that all the viscera were displaced, his throat was sweet, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The next moment, his figure was like a kite with a broken thread, he flew out, fell to the ground, struggled a bit, but couldn't get up.
At this time, the other two Qingxuanzong disciples realized that they saw their companions being defeated by one move, and they all showed a look of shock on their faces.
Almost without waiting for Ye Mingzhu to speak again, the two rushed to open the black iron cage.
As soon as the cage was opened, Ye Mingzhu rushed in worriedly.
When she saw Ye Wanwan, her face suddenly changed slightly, and a look of sadness flashed in her eyes.
At this moment, Ye Wanwan was all tied up with ropes, her body was tied up like rice dumplings, and her body was covered with shocking whip marks.
Moreover, her whole body's clothes were soaked in blood, and the clothes on her body were covered with mottled cracks, making her look very miserable.
Seeing this scene, Ye Mingzhu felt a sharp pain in her heart.
"Wanwan, Wanwan."
Ye Mingzhu squatted down and hugged Ye Wanwan who was curled up on the ground.
Perhaps it was because the voice clearly entered Ye Wanwan's ears, she felt the familiar voice, and opened her eyes immediately.
"sister."
When she saw that the person standing in front of her was Ye Mingzhu, a look of excitement appeared on her face.
Then, her body shook violently, tears flowed down her eye sockets, and she choked up and cried.
Seeing the tears on her cheeks, Ye Mingzhu also felt distressed in her heart, and quickly reached out to help her wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and comforted her softly: "Let's go home."
While comforting Ye Wanwan, she untied the rope that was tied to Ye Wanwan's body with her hands.
When the rope was untied and Ye Wanwan's body regained its freedom, she immediately threw herself into Ye Mingzhu's arms, hugged Ye Mingzhu tightly, and burst into tears.
Ye Mingzhu hugged her tightly, her eyes were slightly red.
"Sister, woo woo, I'm so scared, I really thought I was going to die."
"It's okay, Wanwan, I'll take you home." Ye Mingzhu hurriedly persuaded her, for fear that she would fall into despair again.
Then, Ye Mingzhu hugged Ye Wanwan and left the iron cage, turned her head and took a deep look at the iron cage, a look of determination flashed in her eyes.
(End of this chapter)