In the dungeon, Murong Zheng's cell, there was a big table in the middle, and all the things Murong Zheng wanted to eat were placed on it. It was transported to all over the world that were not available, so it took some time and a day of delay.

Li Yifei sat opposite and opened a jar of wine. The wine was from Murong Yuanqing. Li Yifei also went to his residence and took it out of the wine cellar. Calculated the year, the wine has been more than 60 years, but the seal is tight, so the wine has not evaporated much. The wine is so sweet. As soon as it was opened, Murong Zheng on the opposite side opened his eyes and said, "It's a good wine. I just became an adult and stole a can. I couldn't help but drink it all. He was educated. He just squatted all day, from morning to night."

"It seems you know this wine, haha, this is the last jar. The old man is in the innermost place, but I found it." Li Yifei smiled faintly, poured two bowls in front of him, put one bowl in front of him, and handed it to Murong Zheng.

At this time, the bondage on Murong Zheng's hands and feet had been temporarily released, but because he had been tied for too long, Murong Zheng's body was hunched at this time, his hands were trembling, and it was difficult to hold the chopsticks.

Of course, if you think that he will be without danger in this way, it would be too naive. Li Yifei could feel that even external and internal injuries were so serious, but if Murong Zheng wanted to break up, it would be not difficult to kill a few innate masters. However, innate masters are different from innate masters. Li Yifei was not able to kill Murong Zheng's sudden attack at this time.

The food and drinks were prepared by his people, and there would probably be no problems in it, so Li Yifei felt that there would be no problem with drinking a meal, but it would be impossible if he thought Murong Zheng had no conspiracy at all. Such a person would not be too careful about him.

Murong held the bowl with his trembling hands, held it up, put it to his mouth, and took a big sip. During the days of his imprisonment, he had almost no food and only had some water. This big sip of wine was the best thing he had eaten these days, so he sipped into his lungs. Murong Zheng actually started coughing. After a violent cough, Murong Zheng laughed and said, "I really didn't expect that one day I would be so happy to drink a sip of wine."

"Is that so? Then I'll take a sip." Li Yifei smiled and lowered his head to take a sip. Murong Yuanqing had a lot of hidden wine, but there was only one can of this wine. Li Yifei knew it was a good wine. He was a good wine. As soon as he opened the sealing mud, he knew that this wine was definitely a good wine, even better than the cherry blossom wine he got in the nameless ancient tomb.

With a sigh of admiration, Li Yifei started to simmer mutton and vegetables, while Murong Zheng was holding the rolled dried tofu and other things. At first, he just took a bite, but then he swallowed it a little voraciously. He ate two dried tofu rolls in a row before he gave up.

Li Yifei was surprised at first, surprised that a "hero" turned out like this, and then he felt relieved. He was not a hero. I am afraid that he has been a puppet and acting in a play over the years. Or the psychological defense line has collapsed, so naturally he has no heroic temperament.

So he just lowered his head to drink, occasionally picking up a bite of food. Murong Zheng ate for a while before killing a large bowl of wine, reached out and wiped his mouth. Perhaps he finally had food in his stomach, and he was more energetic. Of course, the premise was that he didn't look at his face, otherwise it would be useless.

"It's the taste of the past." Murong Zheng smiled.

Li Yifei stopped and looked at him and said, "So are you ready to showdown?"

"Showdown? Haha, just tell some stories!" Murong Zheng shook his head and said, "A few years ago, would you be happy if you met a peerless master who could make you a top master and become one of the few masters in the world?"

"Even if Senior Murong and others praise me, they won't say these words, so it's hard for me to answer your question. I might be happy, but I usually don't believe it."

"I believed it at that time because the other party was too strong, much stronger than Murong, and was not even at the same level. Of course, I believed it when he said these words to me, especially when the other party told me that Murong Yuanqing was a hypocrite, so I believed it even more, haha, and then there will be something that happened later."

"Is this another reason for your betrayal? Can you become stronger?"

"Isn't this reason enough? Even if I learn from Murong Yuanqing, what can I do now? I will definitely not become a top master. I may even just become a congenital master and have a little more life span, but what's the use?"

"But I learned it from Senior Murong, and now I can defeat you."

Murong Zheng was slightly stunned, then shook his head and said, "Everyone has his own fate, I don't regret it."

He didn't regret it. Li Yifei added a piece of mutton, rinsed it a few times, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it with satisfaction, and then said, "Then let's not talk about this, let's talk about Noah's Ark. Good life, but I have to do anything to do. Organization, are you sick?"

Murong Zheng's eyes showed a trace of aftertaste and said, "Terror, organization? Haha, it's all for their own interests. I give them strength, they work hard for me, I give them money, and they serve me. Whether it is the top experts or other little fish, they have gained a lot of benefits from me, so their lives are mine."

"What is your purpose? Subvert the world? Establish a country? Or... expand infinitely?"

"Do you think I have such a purpose?"

"It's not you, it's the person behind you." Li Yifei emphasized.

Murong Zheng was stunned for a moment, then said with a blow: "Yes, it's him, yes, it's him, hahaha, what does it have to do with me? I'm the captain, but I'm a puppet again."

Seeing Murong Zheng showing signs of going crazy, Li Yifei said: "So, why did he ask you to set up this organization?"

"Why? Didn't you see it?" Murong Zheng's words became extremely cold, and he even said with a cold air: "For the sake of that legacy."

"Shell?" Li Yifei leaned back, sat upright, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and asked, "Why is it a sohell? What is that thing?

"The molt is the corpse of an ancient powerful man who wants to awaken it, so what does it do?"
Chapter completed!