Chapter 1701: There is no disaster under the ladder to heaven, but the Immortal Palace still hurts Nanting

"Someone is coming!"

In the corner of the wall, Yue Gongjie, who was completely paralyzed, seemed to have adapted to the power of the ban on martial arts and the cold prison. He suddenly squeezed out a trace of strength and roared:

"Yue Gong Lonely! Yue Gong Leng! Yue Gong Li! Yue Gong Niu!"

"Someone, come quickly!"

These shouts were extremely high-pitched, stuck in the rhythm of the back-and-forth game between Dao Qiong Cang and Moon Palace Slave, leaving no one with any time to react.

But as soon as he finished shouting, Yue Gongjie found out in despair.

Dao Dai'er, who was sitting behind the ice table, looked over with a smile on her face, without any surprise in her eyes.

His expression seemed to say: Shout, keep shouting, no one will be able to notice you even if you shout until your throat is broken today.

"Can't you hear it?..."

Yuegong Hui lowered his head indifferently, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

He actually understood that the Cold Hell was located at the bottom of the Cold Sea, and its geographical location was almost in the most remote part of the Cold Palace Emperor Realm. On weekdays, no outsiders would come.

And no matter how accurate he shouted, he still called the holy name directly...

If the rules of the Cold Prison did not restrict the reaction of the other party by calling the holy name directly, then who could bear the greetings from the sinners imprisoned there day and night?

"Is it because you want to attract the attention of the Yinshen Guards who guard Han Prison?"

Dao Dai'er held her fragrant cheeks in her hands and propped herself on the ice table, hehehe said:

"But have you ever thought about so many maids coming to visit Sister Nu? Where are they?"

"What you saw was that I was the only one waiting for you outside the door before?"

Yue Gongji was stunned.

It is true that the maids came to Han Prison in groups of three or two at that time, but now there is not a single one in the Moon Palace Slave’s cell.

So from this point of view, when Dao Qiongcang was waiting outside the door, was he really just waiting for himself?

Is he so sure that he will take the bait?

He even took the initiative to give him a jade identity card and asked him to go to the Soul Guarding Hall at night?

"I……"

"You're not wrong, you're just useless." The words coming out of Dao Dai'er's mouth are always colder than cold hell.

"Let me go..." Yue Gongjie was unable to refute, and could only plead: "Dao Qiongcang, I don't know what you want to do, but I..."

I want to live!

I want to live!

Pain and urine ravaged Yue Gongjie, and Yue Gongjie shed tears in her eyes.

He wanted to impress the other person with words, but after realizing that this was unrealistic, he choked up and became speechless.

"Let me go please……"

There has never been a moment when Yue Gongjie's will to survive was stronger than it is now.

When he was young, he also imagined that one day he would be defeated and captured while fighting for the Han Palace Emperor, but would rather die than surrender.

He found that the gap between fantasy and reality was too big!

He couldn't accept that he was in such an unbearable state right now. This was simply not the behavior and treatment a leader of the Soul Guarding Palace should have!

who I am?

I am Yue Gongjie!

I survived several generations and finally got a good job in the Soul Guarding Hall.

My next life is what generations of people in the Han Palace Emperor Realm have dreamed of - standing high above the clouds, sitting still, and countless people coming to serve me...

But because of a maid!

I, Moon Palace, want to die in cold hell?

Judging from Dao Qiongcang's various performances just now, no matter how stupid Yue Gongjie was, he could see that he would not be able to leave the cold prison alive.

But……

"I said, I won't kill you."

Dao Daier, however, implemented his words and deeds from beginning to end, and did not kill the weak who were unable to restrain the chicken.

Then how will I die?

Yue Gongji couldn't imagine it. After turning his eyes in a daze, he caught a glimpse of Yue Gong Slave holding a sword with both hands...

Long!

His mind went blank for a while.

…

"You want me to kill him?"

Slave Yue Gong naturally caught sight of Yue Gong Jie’s eyes.

Recalling Dao Qiongcang's remarks that he would not kill people but would die when he was old, it is not difficult to conclude that either Yue Gongji committed suicide or he killed him himself.

but……

"Do you think I would kill the order of my clan's Soul Guarding Hall for you, an outsider?" The Moon Palace Slave couldn't understand Dao Qiongtian.

He is also from a noble family.

He should understand that no matter what kind of mistakes the old man committed, they should not end up in his own hands.

This is against the rules.

No matter how big a mistake someone makes in the Han Palace Emperor Realm, they will be judged according to the rules of the Han Palace Emperor Realm.

"Zheng..."

Dao Dai'er didn't answer and ignored the Moon Palace Slave for the second time.

He played the piano again and picked up the second half of "Injury to the South Pavilion" that he had just finished playing.

The clanging and solemn melody echoed in the cell.

Yue Gonghui trembled and did not dare to speak again, fearing that if he did not pay attention and just ruined the atmosphere, Dao Qiongcang would use this as an excuse to kill him.

The Moon Palace Slave also became quiet.

As the melody progressed, she held the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword, but once again felt the coldness that penetrated her bone marrow.

She woke up because of it.

Chance?

Dao Qiongtian will not give people a chance!

He has always been a person who would nip hidden dangers in his infancy.

Having granted myself this sword...

If it were other people, it would be possible for them to ignore this detail of the relationship between the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword and themselves, leaving a flaw.

But he is the heaven.

Wouldn't he have noticed that the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword Yun has sword thoughts?

Could he not have guessed that he might be able to hold the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword?

He still gave the sword...

Giving a murder weapon to an unarmed person is not intended to kill oneself, but to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

Listening to the music, Yue Gong Slave turned to look at Yue Gong Jie, who was also looking at him with tears in his eyes.

From his pleading expression and his lips that dared not speak, the Moon Palace Slave read two moving words:

"Miss……"

…

Zheng!

The song is over.

The silence that Dao Daier maintained was broken by Dao Daier herself.

He put his hands on the piano, looked at Yuegong Slave with a smile, and said with a little hope: "Sister Slave, what do you think of my piano skills?"

Moon Palace Slave had no idea what Dao Qiongcang wanted and said with a cold face:

"Saucy."

Dao Daier smiled: "High, of course it is high!"
To be continued...