It was as if the dark clouds had parted to reveal the blue sky.
With the death of Azhari, the stars in the sky shone and cast a faint light.
Yan Li looked at Ji Zhiyuan from afar with the help of this faint light and smiled heartlessly.
He would never know how cheerful, how sunny, how gentle and how kind his smile was at this moment. Of course, he also did not know that Ji Zhiyuan had already been charmed by his smile. She was touched speechlessly and it flowed in her heart like a silent spring breeze. Her heart was hazy, rippling with green smoke and drizzle, outlining the feelings of a young girl.
But her smile suddenly froze.
Because the starlight that filled the sky was suddenly blocked by a black figure. The black figure was not particularly tall, or rather, it could be said that her figure was very slender among the Desolate Men.
In the faint light, Yan Li saw a hot and flirtatious female Desolate who was full of explosive power. She almost flew in the air and cut off the bridge between him and Ji Zhiyuan.
"Deputy commander of the Desolate God Army, Cang Yang, is here to send you off!"
Yan Li saw Salwa reveal a happy expression, but it quickly turned pale. Because the female Desolate punched in the air at the same level as the cliff.
The visible dark light wave was darker than the night, but more dazzling than the starlight. It was like a dark and bright meteor, falling into the canyon.
Yan Li saw Wang Chuan stretch out a hand and throw Zhao Qiping in the direction of the camp. Then everyone in the canyon, whether it was the soldiers of the West Mountain Camp or the Desolate Man Army, whether it was the strongest Hu Bugui of the West Mountain Camp or the strongest Salwa of the Desolate Man Army, they were all smashed into minced meat.
He could no longer see anything because he had already fainted.
Almost as soon as he closed his eyes, he opened them immediately. But the environment had changed drastically. Beneath him was not the damp soil with the smell of blood, but a wooden bed filled with the smell of decay.
This was an iron prison. The sunlight shone in through the narrow iron window on the mottled old walls, but it was exceptionally hot.
Only the midday sun could be so hot.
Yan Li suddenly sat up, but then he lay back down. Because of the sharp pain and the dizziness caused by the emptiness of his Dantian, he felt his mouth was dry and his throat was almost on fire.
He pressed the back of his hand against his forehead. It was very hot. This was a typhoid fever. Needless to say, it must be a complication caused by dehydration. Under normal circumstances, cultivators were not fated with these diseases. Of course, there were exceptions, and that was injuries.
First, Yan Li was seriously injured. In addition, his vitality was overdrawn, which caused the dehydration.
He searched his body and found that all his belongings had been taken. Naturally, the healing pills were no exception.
"Brother Yan, Brother Yan …" A joyful voice called out from the side.
Yan Li could tell that it was Zhao Qiping. He forced himself to sit up and saw that Zhao Qiping was locked up in the cell next door. Yan Li could not help but ask, "What's going on? Have we been captured? "
Zhao Qiping's smile froze. He clenched his teeth and said angrily, "This is the Black Water Courtyard where war criminals are imprisoned in Rong City! They thought we were spies of the Desolate Man because they did not think that Brother Yan could kill Azhari. They also did not believe that the Desolate Man would kill each other! "
Yan Li's eyes turned cold. He suddenly asked, "Where is my maidservant?"
Zhao Qiping said apologetically, "I was thrown back to the camp by Commandant Wang and fainted. When I woke up, I was taken here. I don't know what happened after that."
Yan Li said, "That Desolate Man called himself Cangyang. Do you know her?"
"Yes!" Zhao Qiping said, "She is Aguba's daughter, the second princess of the Desolate Man, and the deputy commander of the Desolate God Army. She has 10,000 Desolate Man elites under her command. She is the biggest enemy of the Dragon-subduing Army."
Speaking of this, he paused and thought for a while. "Before I fainted, I vaguely heard Brother Yan's maidservant say something."
Yan Li asked closely, "What did she say?"
"I think she said, 'Let them go and I will go with you.'" Zhao Qiping said with a face full of doubt. "Who is Brother Yan's maidservant? Why would Cangyang make a trip just for her? "
Yan Li's heart sank. He knew that someone must have leaked Ji Zhiyuan's identity. That person must have pushed him to be locked up here to hide this secret.
However, even if he revealed Ji Zhiyuan's identity now, no one would believe him except for a few. Who would believe a robber?
"Damn it!" He was so angry that he slammed the wooden bed. His Qi and blood surged and he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Brother Yan, what's wrong?" Zhao Qiping was shocked.
Yan Li had already shouted, "Guards! Guards! "
Two jailers appeared from around the corner. Their faces were full of impatience. "What are you doing? Are you trying to rebel?"
Yan Li said coldly, "I want to see Zhang Zhidong. Now!"
"Wow, a mere spy wants to see our marshal. Why doesn't he take a piss and look at himself?" A jailer sneered.
"How dare he look at himself?" The other jailer laughed.
"Why not?"
"Because he is a traitor. So when he looks at himself, he will faint because of his despicable personality and weak bones."
Zhao Qiping scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about! If Brother Yan didn't stop Azhari, Rong City would have fallen! "
The jailer looked at him contemptuously. "Don't help him. You are not a good person either."
Zhao Qiping said angrily, "Do you still have any respect for the law?"
"The law?" The two jailers looked at each other, and one of them chuckled in a low voice, "Let me tell you, in Rong City, in the Black Water Court, we are the law. Open the door and show him our 'law'."
The other one sneered and took out a key to open Zhao Qiping's cell.
The first jailer walked in and took a long whip from his waist. He whipped Zhao Qiping.
Zhao Qiping was whipped but did not dare to resist.
Yan Li deeply felt the desolation of a tiger being bullied by a dog. There was not a single drop of Primordial Qi left in his Dantian. Maybe because of his injury, his Primordial Qi did not automatically recover when he was in a coma. He was in a very bad state. At this moment, he could not even rush out of the iron cell, let alone draw his sword to kill.
"Stop!" He said sternly, "I am the Imperial Guard appointed by the Emperor. I don't need any reason to kill you. Do you want to try?"
The jailer's expression changed slightly. He finally stopped and sneered, "I will let you go for now. When the crime of colluding with the Desolate Men is confirmed, I will deal with you!"
"Thank, thank you …" Zhao Qiping said in a trembling voice after the two jailers walked away.
"Why didn't you resist?" Yan Li looked at him coldly. "With your strength, you could have killed them!"
Zhao Qiping clenched his fists tightly and then loosened them. He said in a low voice, "I am different from you. If I killed them, my village and my parents would be destroyed."
This was the tragedy of a small person.
Yan Li could only remain silent.
At this moment, footsteps came from the corner again. However, there was only one this time and the sound was very soft.
The person walked out from the corner, carrying a food box. It was Ye Qing.
Yan Li stood up and said, "Where is the teacher? Quickly call her over. I want to go out immediately! "
"You are in such a miserable state and you still want to go out? What for? " Ye Qing rolled her eyes. "Before the reinforcements you sent arrived, the commander was sent out by Marshal Zhang to carry out a secret mission."
Was this a coincidence?
"Old man!" Yan Li gritted his teeth and scolded.
Ye Qing said in surprise, "Why are you scolding Marshal Zhang? Even if it was me, I would still suspect you. Also, the old man said that he would wait for the commander to return before discussing your matter. Right now, you are only temporarily locked up. Alright, I brought some food and medicine. Eat and heal first. If you have any grievances, when the commander returns, he will definitely uphold justice for you. "
She reached into the cell and put down the food box.
However, her hand was suddenly grabbed.
"Let go." She raised her eyebrows.
"Do you think I am a spy?" Yan Li stared at her with a burning gaze.
Ye Qing said, "I have never come to a conclusion easily. With me guarding outside, your safety is not a problem. What is there to worry about? "
Yan Li stared at her. "I want to go out immediately!"
Ye Qing frowned and looked at him. She thought for a moment and said, "Give me a reason."
Yan Li said in a low voice, "It will be too late if you are too late!"
"This is a reason?" Ye Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
She thought for a moment and said, "Let go of me first."
Yan Li let her go.
She stood up and said, "You can't even beat the prison guards outside right now. Eat your fill and recover your energy. I will think of a way for you."
Yan Li knew that what she said was very reasonable, so he could only barely suppress his anxiety. He first ate something and took some medicine, then sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, and forcibly operated the auxiliary method of the Sword Heart Realization, "Empty and Light".
This technique had both strong and weak points. Its advantage was that no matter how irritated or uneasy one was, it could force one into the visualization state.
It should be known that some cultivators had to burn incense and bathe before visualization to purify their mind. Otherwise, it would be very difficult to enter the state. Even if they did, the effects would be greatly reduced. If they were not careful, they could even suffer from qi deviation.
Cultivation was a profound field of study.
Its disadvantage was that the irritability and uneasiness would not truly disappear. When one exited the visualization state, it would be like a tide that would counterattack with an even more violent momentum.
If this was done frequently, it would form a kind of dependence. In the long run, one would neglect the cultivation of the mind.
If it was not a special need, Yan Li would not use this technique.
At this time, in a calm state, he regretted his behavior so much that he wanted to bang his head against the wall.
Of course, he would not really bang his head against the wall. It was just that after calming down, everything that had happened seemed to have some kind of sequence that connected to a certain destination.
And there were a few suspicious points that floated to his mind.
One of the biggest suspicious points was the West Mountain Camp. Logically speaking, even if the West Mountain Camp did not have any battles, with Zhang Zhidong's cautiousness in such a strategic location, would he really let the West Mountain Camp become a stronghold in name?
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