He was not as strong as the Martial Emperor, and was held in his hand by Zhan Wuque and had no power to resist at all.

"Check someone for me."

Zhan Wuque spoke, "I heard that you have some power in the palace, so finding someone shouldn't be anything to you."

"you say."

The third prince said.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves, but now he can only do it. There is no choice.

"Jingwu, a man from Xiaoming Temple, was captured into the palace by Emperor Xia before, but now he doesn't know where to go."

"I can consider letting you go after finding this person."

Zhan Wuque spoke slowly.

"Xiao Mingsi?"

The third prince was slightly shocked.

Not long ago, Emperor Xia ordered all the monks in Xiaoming Temple to be released.

Moreover, according to the information he received in the palace, this matter is related to the Tang Dynasty.

For a moment, he had to doubt Zhan Wuque's identity.

"The father has issued an order, and all the monks in Xiaoming Temple have been released. The person you are looking for should not be in the palace."

The third prince thought for a while.

"I said, if you find it, let it go. If you can't find it, you will die."

Zhan Wuque's face was calm.

"Your Excellency is too domineering!"

The third prince's face turned red when he was angry.

What a bullshit truth, I don't take the life of his third prince seriously.

"Look, or not?"

Zhan Wuque had no nonsense, and the knife directly pressed against the third prince's neck.

"I'll look for it, I'll look for it!"

The third prince suppressed his anger.

But he had an idea in his heart. Whenever he had the chance, he would inform Emperor Xia, so that Zhan Wuque would die and no place to bury him.

"Master!"

A figure suddenly appeared in the palace, it was An Lan.

"How did they arrange it?"

Zhan Wuque pointed to Jiang Yao and his daughter.

"They have left."

An Lan looked at the third prince and frowned slightly, "My master was captured on purpose, is it for him?"

"No," Zhan Wuque nodded, and then expressed his concerns.

"What Master said is not without reason. If Emperor Xia is forced to be impatient, he will inevitably not be in a hurry. If he secretly kills Jingwu, it will be counterproductive." An Lan agreed with Zhan Wuque's point of view very much.

"Leave him to me. With me here, he doesn't dare to be careful."

An Lan directly suppressed the third prince with his power.

"The Martial Master?! It's over!"

The third prince's face was pale.

The Martial Master controls the power of power and kills the enemy invisibly.

As long as he has abnormal movements and An Lan's thoughts will make him die without a place of burial.

In this way, the third prince had to send someone to inquire about Jingwu's whereabouts.

Jingwu was taken away when he was in prison, so he naturally had to start with the prison head.

Taking advantage of the title of the third prince and after some inquiries, I found some clues.

"Finished!"

Zhan Wuque's eyes flashed.

In the Blood Criminal!

The blood prison is used by Emperor Xia to imprison some warriors with special identities or strong strength.

For some reasons, a special prison cannot be executed and can only be temporarily detained.

"Walk!"

Zhan Wuque and An Lan set off immediately.

Before leaving, Zhan Wuque broke the third prince's hands and feet, knocked him out, and threw him into a dry well.

In this way, when he wakes up, Zhan Wuque's affairs will be completed.

Taking advantage of the night, Zhan Wuque and An Lan came to Changfengpo, 80 miles north of the city.

The blood prison is not in Xiadu, but outside the city, which is supposed to be to cover up.

Zhan Wuque and An Lan fell on Changfengpo, searching everywhere.

According to reports, the blood prison is near Changfengpo, but the specific location is unclear.

The news about the blood prison is very secret.

Not many people know that the blood prison exists.

The third prince also found out by chance that he only knew that the blood prison might be near Changfengpo, and he didn't know anything else.

"Master, no, have you made a mistake?"

Seeing that he had found a cup of tea but still found nothing, An Lan couldn't help asking.

Zhan Wuque also frowned a little.

"Is the news wrong?"

"wrong!"

Zhan Wuque turned around and looked at a big tree not far away.

Tonight is the fifteenth, the moon is bright and the moon is bright.

As a moment when a dark cloud passed by, his eyes swept to the shadow of the tree and strangely twisted at an angle.

“There’s a problem!”

Zhan Wuque shook his body and came to the tree.

really!

Zhan Wuque quickly discovered the problem.

There is a formation here!

The person who set up the formation had extremely clever methods and actually hid the entrance of the formation in the shadow of the tree.

In this way, almost no one can find the entrance.

Even if the formation master comes here, it is difficult to find it.

"It should be here."

Zhan Wuque's right hand was aimed at the sword, clamped the poisonous dragon needle, muttered something, and then stabbed the tree shadow hard.

The shadow of the tree trembled, and it turned out like a stream of water, ripples and dispersed in all directions.

A passage gradually appeared at the feet of the two.

The formation is broken and the blood prison appears!

The two looked at each other and stepped into it at the same time.

Changfengpo returned to calm again.

...

An underground crypt, dark and humid.

Zhan Wuque and An Lan appeared slowly.

Looking at the small teleportation array under his feet, Zhan Wuque's eyes showed a bit of thoughtful look.

As soon as he stepped into the passage, he noticed a teleportation force. Obviously, the person who arranged the formation was quite extraordinary and even knew how to teleportation array.

Although this is just a small teleportation array, it is quite rare.
To be continued...