Chapter 329 Traitor

Chapter 329 Traitor

Chapter 329 Traitor
In the imperial prison.

It was so dim that one could not feel the passage of time. Only by the light coming in from the “品” shaped air vents on the top of the wall could one barely tell what time it was.

Yunxi woke up from her sleep, and slowly sat up on the stone bed. She was obviously still asleep, and there were several pieces of straw stuck in her messy hair.

There were no scars on the girl sitting like a duck, but under the collar of her slightly small prison uniform, a round word "prisoner" was bulging.

Although it was hard to believe, during the time the girl was imprisoned in the imperial prison, she did not lose weight, but the two lumps on her chest grew bigger...

"Well……"

On the same stone bed, the bluebird sleeping on the outside is still in a dream.

Her hands had just been on Yunxi's body, but now her five fingers grabbed in vain, only grabbing a ball of air.

She also frowned and woke up because she suddenly lost control of the object.

Beside the Thousand-Faced God, the maid who had carried the big black umbrella for him, Bluebird, who was also a member of the Kuangfu Society, rubbed his eyes and glanced at her:
"Is it time to eat?"

If we use six words to summarize the daily life of the two in the imperial prison, it would be:
Eat and sleep, sleep and eat.

At that time, when the Thousand-Faced God was captured, the Blue Bird was also thrown in to keep Yunxi company.

She was very nervous at first, thinking she would face inhumane and cruel punishment.

But Yunxi was careless and told her that she was overthinking.

What happened afterwards was exactly as "prison senior" Yunxi had said. Under Zhao Duan's special care, no one paid any attention to the two of them.

At the beginning, the two of them chatted all day long.

But after chatting for three days, the two could no longer find new topics.

He completely became a "shame for patriots". Every day, apart from drawing lines on the wall with stones to record the date of his imprisonment, he either slept or had fun.

"No...right? It's probably not time for dinner yet." Yunxi, whose face was chubby from overeating, raised her head and looked at the dim air vents, saying a little uncertainly.

"So, how long have we slept?"

"do not know."

After a brief conversation, the two inmates looked at each other in silence and sighed at the same time.

Bluebird, who was a few years older and less handsome, got out of bed, stood up, and stretched his muscles.

Then he looked at the ground full of grids, finally found an empty space, picked up a stone, and invited with expectant eyes: "Let's play chess?"

"No, I lose every time."

"I'll let you."

"It's even more boring..."

The girl sat on the bed, bent her knees, folded her arms, and sighed:

"What do you think is going on outside now? Is the struggle getting more severe or getting better? It's been almost three months. The Grand Tutor must have sent a new leader. I wonder what the situation is like now and whether that thief Zhao is still alive.

It's a pity that people like us who have lofty ideals are left in this corner with no one paying attention to us. I don't know when we can see the light of day again."

Bluebird squatted in the cell and saw Yunxi was worried about the country and the people, so he said softly:
"No one has cared about us so far, so I guess the situation hasn't changed much."

Yunxi waved her fist angrily, her eyes determined:

"The Grand Master once said that we don't have much time left. If we continue to stalemate and let the fake emperor who killed his brother and father take the throne, the people of the world will usher in a brutal rule and the people will never have peace. It's hateful that the people of integrity and ambition outside are still fighting bravely against the evil fake emperor and his minions, but we can't help them, and instead we are getting fatter and fatter...

Sister Qing, we can't let ourselves fall like this. Even if we can't escape the cage of the evil queen for the time being, we can't lose our will!"

As she spoke passionately, Yunxi's eyes were filled with tears, her teeth were chattering, and she couldn't help but stand up and wave her fists vigorously.

But as I felt my body getting heavier, I couldn't help but feel sad again.

The bluebird seemed to want to speak but stopped.

She is a few years older and has been with the Thousand-Faced God for a long time, so she is no longer passionate and has a simple mind.

Although I am not sure of the details, I can roughly guess the truth about the coup d'état in the past.

The truth about history is not what Master Zhuang has told the world.

She really wanted to tell Yunxi that the truth was not like that, but she was worried that exposing the lie would make the girl depressed and even cause her faith to collapse.

Suddenly, there were chaotic footsteps in the corridor, accompanied by the rattling of iron chains.

The two women, one standing and one squatting, turned their heads at the same time to look outside the fence, then quickly glanced at each other, their eyes becoming solemn.

Then, the prison chief led several jailers outside the room. The chief sneered and waved his hand, saying:
"Bring the person out!"

"Yes."

The jailer unlocked the door and pushed it open.

Bluebird shuddered and took two steps back, but Yunxi's eyes lit up and her body trembled slightly, feeling both fearful and expectant:

"Are we finally going to the execution ground?"

She had been imprisoned for several months, and a determined and miserable smile appeared on her extremely pale face:

"What was supposed to come has finally come. That's good, Sister Qing. It saves us from living in disgrace..."

The bluebird opened its mouth and thought to itself, I don’t want to die.

However, the jailer who rushed into the cell did not put heavy shackles on them, but instead put two strange "leg ring"-like shackles on their ankles.

This is a magical weapon used by the imperial court to lock up the cultivation of prisoners. No matter if they are warriors or sorcerers, once locked up, their strength will be greatly reduced and they will be suppressed to the mortal level.

"Haha, you want to die? Have you asked Lord Zhao?" The jailer sneered:
"Lord Zhao is going to ask you to leave, so be honest."

The two women were stunned.

...after a while.

Two female prisoners who had been detained for several months were escorted through a long and narrow corridor and out of the prison gate.

When they were pushed out of the door, they raised their hands almost at the same time and covered their eyes to block the glaring sunlight.

Yunxi's eyes were watery due to stimulation.

She tried her best to keep her eyelids open and saw the high autumn sky, wisps of clouds, vast buildings, and a scorching sunset in the west that was about to sink into the horizon.

Half a year later, the girl saw the sun again.

"Come on!"

Unfortunately, the rude jailer behind her did not give her the chance to appreciate it. The two of them were soon led out of the door in dejection, and saw a large carriage parked on the street outside.

"Get up!"

Amid the scolding, Yunxi and Qingniao were pushed into the carriage holding hands.

Then he saw Zhao Duan, who was leaning on a silk cushion in the carriage and wiping his sword with a handkerchief.

Zhao Duan, who was in a lazy posture and dressed in casual clothes, raised his head and said with a smile: "Long time no see."

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

Yun Xi was stunned at first. After several months, when she saw this familiar face again, the girl felt a strange sense of security for no reason.

It’s like even though I hate this bastard and want to eat his flesh and gnaw his bones, but... compared to this strange world, he is at least an "acquaintance" after all.

Unfortunately, this feeling only lasted for a moment before the girl rejected it.

She sneered and said sarcastically, and suddenly turned back into the ferocious female beast that was trapped in the Earth Temple in the bamboo forest in the southern suburbs!
"Are you expecting me to die? I'm sorry to disappoint you."

Zhao Duan said with a smile, and sheathed the Frost Sword with a bang.

Pointing to the opposite side:

"Sit down. Tsk tsk, it seems that you are eating well in the imperial prison. If Zhuang Xiaocheng saw this, he would probably be grateful to me for keeping his disciples plump and white. Haha."

"You! Shameless! A treacherous villain! A running dog of the false emperor! A beast in human skin!"

Yunxi's face suddenly became irritated and flushed like the sunset. She was furious and didn't realize she was a prisoner at all. She cursed loudly.

Zhao Duan didn't care at all and just found it interesting.

At this time, Bluebird noticed that the carriage did not move. He turned his head in confusion and then froze.

In the imperial prison, a man wearing an ordinary blue shirt, with a medium build, ordinary looks, and a birthmark on his right cheek walked over.

Bluebird didn’t know this person, but she recognized those eyes: “Master… Young Master…?!”

The mediocre man walked to the carriage, bowed respectfully to Zhao Duan, and smiled flatteringly:

"Sir, are you looking for me?"

Thousand-Faced God!

The members of the Tiangang sect of the Kuangfu Society who were surrounded and captured alive by Zhao Du'an and thrown into the imperial prison.

The former leader of the Beijing branch, the Thousand-Faced God!

Zhao Duan smiled and nodded: "Qianmian, do you know her?"

The Thousand-Faced God, who had regained his true appearance, looked at Yun Xi and said indifferently:

"The stupid apprentice that Zhuang Xiaocheng brought with him."

Yun Xi was furious, her eyes were full of disbelief, she widened her eyes and said angrily:

"You are Qianmian? You defected to the false emperor's court and to this bastard named Zhao? You traitor!!"

The girl was so furious that if she hadn’t been wearing an anklet making her whole body powerless, she would have wanted to bite the thief to death!
Traitors are always more hateful than enemies!

The Thousand-Faced God had an expressionless face. He suddenly took a step forward and slapped him.

With a slapping sound, half of the girl's face turned red.

He sneered, "Yunxi, you can scold me all you want, but you dared to disrespect Lord Zhao. This slap is just a warning."

After saying this, the once arrogant Qianmian turned his head, bowed and wagged his tail to beg for mercy at Zhao Duan, with a big smile on his face:

"My lord, this bitch deserves to be punished."

Lying in the carriage, Zhao Duan, with an elegant and lazy look, narrowed his eyes, looked at the Thousand-Faced God, and suddenly said:
"Did I let you hit me?"

"Ah..." Qianmian was stunned for a moment, then his pupils suddenly dilated, and suddenly his knees went soft, and he fell to the ground, letting out an uncontrollable scream.

His skin was as red as a cooked shrimp, and he felt an indescribable burning pain that made him feel like dying!

A wisp of white illusory flame appeared on Zhao Duan's fingertips at some point, dancing on his fingertips like an elf.

"Remember this from now on. Since you have chosen to be my dog, you must have the consciousness of a dog. You must bite whoever I tell you to bite, instead of acting on your own. Do you understand?"

Zhao Duan said quietly.

“I… understand… I beg you, sir… to take back… my magical powers…” The Thousand-Faced God wailed in pain.

Zhao Duan extinguished the spiritual flame and said calmly: "Slap him, this won't happen again."

The Thousand-Faced God got up, waved his hands, and slapped his face left and right until blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

"Stop," Zhao Duan said casually, then looked at the two stunned women and smiled, "Why, you don't recognize me?"

(End of this chapter)