Hu Lingquan said in surprise: "We should have never met each other. You can guess who I am. It's not too stupid. The Hengshan disciples are indeed extraordinary!"

Hu Qingpeng was amused and crying: "Master Hu, what do you want?" Asking and thinking about the strategy of getting out, no one could achieve the goal.

Hu Lingquan took the bronze medal in Hu Qingpeng's hand and looked through it carefully, nodded and said, "It's indeed Wei Hanxiang's token!" His eyes rolled twice, and he said leisurely: "For the sake of you and I have the same clan and surname, I don't want to torture you. As long as you explain clearly, what Wei Hanxiang's last words said, I can spare your life. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless and not being sympathetic!"

Hu Qingpeng's heart is as clear as a mirror. If he really believes him and tells Wei Hanxiang's last words, he will definitely not be able to walk out of this door alive. If he keeps the secrets strictly, there may be a glimmer of hope. He said seriously: "Master Hu, I am a guest of the World Association, you can't treat me like this! Where is Master Zhang Yukun? I want to see him!"

Hu Lingquan said: "To be honest, I am with Zhang Yukun, and his guests are my enemies. Can I let you go easily? Since you are in my hands, it is best to cooperate with me obediently and not have any delusions." As the big thing is approaching, his eyeliners were arranged everywhere in the headquarters, closely monitoring the actions of Zhang Yukun. When news of Lan Yong personally bringing Hu Qingpeng into the village came, he realized that something must be strange about this matter, so he decisively intervened and set up the game.

Hu Qingpeng felt a chill in his heart and said slowly: "What if I insist on not saying it?"

Hu Lingquan sneered, "Don't say it? It seems that there is still some backbone!" He closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and then said, "Actually, even if you keep your mouth shut, I can guess the rough! The reason why Wei Hanxiang died was because he saw some secrets and ended up looking for death. He was poisoned that day and was penetrated by a sword. When he met you, he was already exhausted and had no choice but to explain the words, so he could only choose the most important things, right? Based on his situation at that time, he was nothing more than telling the secret he saw and trying to pass it to Zhang Yukun's ears. And you happened to be the one who passed the message!"

Hu Qingpeng could only hear the coldness of his body. This person had such a shrewd mind. This reasoning was like seeing him at the place at that time! No wonder he could turn his hands into clouds and rain, and he forced himself to come here in front of Zhang Yukun. This was not wronged!

Hu Lingquan continued: "What Wei Hanxiang wants to say before his death is mostly accusing me of colluding with outsiders and attempting to be unfavorable to the world. Zhang Yukun is asking him to be more careful about me, right? Haha, it's a pity that you have insulted your mission and can't see Zhang Yukun! As long as you survive for three more days, the secret you stick to will be worthless. Because by that time, Zhang Yukun is dead and has no place to bury him!" After saying that, he laughed to the sky and was full of confidence. The plan they formulated has entered the final implementation stage and are setting up a killing situation step by step. As long as Zhang Yukun and others are always kept in the dark and without strengthening their vigilance, it will not affect their actions.

Hu Qingpeng was worried and said in surprise: "Master Hu, are you going to send someone to assassinate Master Zhang? My Hengshan Sect has no intention of participating in the power struggle of your association. Please let me go. I promise to leave Changsha City immediately and never have any contact with Zhang Yukun." Since Hu Lingquan did not expect that he already knew about Baiyun Sect and Yanyulou joined forces to deal with the conspiracy of the World Association, he simply pretended to be confused and showed that the enemy was weak and deceived the other party first.

Hu Lingquan shook his head and said, "It is impossible to let you go now! What did you say to Lan Yong when you came in?"

Hu Qingpeng insisted: "I said nothing. Because I promised Master Wei, his last words can only be told to Master Zhang to know, and no one else can know."

Hu Lingquan's expression was a little slowed down, and his murderous intent in his heart became weaker. He was considering how to deal with him. Suddenly, he heard a loud noise outside the door. He frowned and sang: "What's wrong with it outside? Who dares to come to Zhuquetang to cause trouble?!"

I heard someone outside the door report: "Master, it's not good! Master Zhang Yukun led people into Zhuque Hall and asked us to hand over the guests just now!"

Hu Lingquan jumped and sneered: "This old-fashioned move is quite fast! But if you want to grab someone, you don't even have a door!" Suddenly, he pointed out and poked Hu Qingpeng's sleepy hole. Hu Qingpeng's eyes turned dark, and he was unconscious.

When Hu Qingpeng woke up from his drowsiness, his eyes were dark, and there was an inexplicable stench floating in the air, and there was also a sigh of cockroach crawling around him. It was quiet in the darkness, without anyone's breath. He moved his stiff limbs and suddenly found that someone was wrapped in iron chains at the joints of his hands and feet. As soon as he moved a little, he would make a rustling sound. Hu Qingpeng smiled bitterly and secretly called for luck. Although he was imprisoned as a prisoner, he at least had his life. Hu Lingquan might have some concerns about his identity and was unwilling to conflict with the Seven Sword Sects when the big things were about to come, so he did not kill him immediately. And he just had to be kept tightly and not let Zhang Yukun know Wei Hanxiang's last words, and he was achieved. There was no need to make trouble.

Hu Qingpeng groped all over his body and found that except for the Sword of Jingshen was taken away, everything else was on his body. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He stood up, stretched his hands forward and walked slowly to the wall, groping around the entire cell, sat down dejectedly, completely cutting off the idea of ​​escaping. The four walls of the cell were made of thick stone slabs, and then manually polished, and had no way to climb to a high place to seek out force. Not to mention that he was dragging iron chains weighing dozens of kilograms, even without any weight, it was impossible to climb to a high place to find an exit.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang above the top of his head, and a yellow beam of light shot down obliquely. Hu Qingpeng looked up in shock and saw a three-foot-meter-a-round hole in the middle of the ceiling, about three feet above the ground. The heads of people outside the cave flashed, and a dull and cold voice came: "Hey, I'm having a meal!"

Hu Qingpeng hurriedly said, "Who are you? Where is this?"

The man said impatiently, "Be honest, don't talk nonsense! I just send food, I don't know anything else!" As he said that, a bamboo basket hung from the entrance of the cave, containing a can of water and two steamed buns. When Hu Qingpeng took out the food, the man immediately put away the bamboo basket and sealed the entrance of the cave again, without even saying a word.

The cell was pitch black and light and there were no peers talking, which was really boring. In the silence, there seemed to be an invisible pressure pressing his chest, which made him feel anxious. Hu Qingpeng didn't know where he was, nor how long he would be imprisoned. If he had been locked up in this isolated place for two or three years, he might even go crazy over time. However, what worried him the most was that Zhang Yukun and Yanyulou had not yet known about the conspiracy of Baiyun Sect and Yanyulou, and did not realize that the fatal crisis had approached quietly, and he was not wary of his opponents hiding in the dark! Although he had never met Zeng Zhixiong and Zhang Yukun, and he could not have any good feelings, he was disgusted with what Baiyun Sect and Yanyulou did not want to see their conspiracy succeed.

Hu Qingpeng shuddered when he thought of the ship full of fire and its terrible power. Those heroes who rushed to Changsha with great enthusiasm would never have dreamed that one of their feet had stepped into the grave. If they insisted on attending the birthday party, they would definitely be blown to pieces. The planner behind this matter was absolutely ruthless. In a second thought, he dared to send thousands of lives to hell. Hu Qingpeng beat the ground hatefully. As an insider, he was imprisoned and unable to save these innocent lives, which made him very depressed.

Hu Qingpeng thought of his anger and couldn't help but curse Hu Lingquan for being despicable and shameless and vigilant. He grew up in the market and came into contact with the lowest-level people. He cursed people and talked endlessly without repetition. The only regret was that no one appreciated it, and there was only echo in the cell. He cursed happily and his anger subsided slightly. Hu Qingpeng calmed down and laughed. His actions were meaningless. Since he could not change the situation, why waste his energy? He had the will of heaven. The life and death of those people were not controlled by himself. He couldn't help but think of his companions, Tang Jingtian, Tang Xue and others, would have entered the world and wanted people because of his disappearance? I hope they would not be too impulsive, unable to save people, but were captured.

Hu Qingpeng took a deep breath, fell cross-legged, clamped his hands in front of his chest, and began to concentrate on refining his energy. Since there was nothing left and right, he would concentrate on cultivating the internal true qi. After many fierce battles, he found the trick and way to merge the two alien true qi in his body. Four out of ten alien true qi was absorbed into the dantian by him, becoming part of his own true qi. Every time his true qi was enhanced, the speed of refining and fusion was accelerated by one point, and every time he meditated and practiced qi brought him great benefits. The cell was extremely quiet, without any external noises, and he quickly entered the state of forgetting things and self. He felt the operation of the two alien true qi in his heart. During the fusion process, a warm and comfortable feeling appeared in the dantian.

Time passed without realizing it. Hu Qingpeng was concentrating on practicing his internal skills at other times a day, except for two meals. The speed of his progress was so fast that he could be called a thousand miles a day. He could not learn any news from the outside world, so he simply didn't want to ask and completely let go of this thought. Occasionally, he would think of his companions who had not seen for many days, and even the beautiful face of Yi Wufeng, but it flashed by and was buried deep in his heart by him.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye. The food delivery man brought a pot of wine and a roast chicken for the first time. He smiled and said, "Boy, you have a good taste today! Today is our 50th birthday. I will make an exception to add some food to you so that you can enjoy it too!"

Hu Qingpeng's mind was shocked. It was April 26th! At this moment, there was a tide in Changsha City and the storm was about to come. Take out the wine and meat from the bamboo basket and said lightly: "Thank you!"

After the entrance of the cave was closed again, Hu Qingpeng raised the wine pot in his hand and whispered: "Zeng Zhixiong, if your life remains unchanged, I will respect you in person next time!" He took a sip and put it aside. A person's birthday eventually became his death day, which is sad to think about. Especially as a overlord of a party, Zeng Zhixiong was betrayed and plotted by his subordinates and died in a conspiracy and poisonous plan. After today, the power structure in the world will undergo tremendous changes!

Hu Qingpeng meditated again and entered into meditation, looked inside his heart, and began his routine homework. In the past few days, he practiced the qi without sleep. The two alien true qi had been refined for tenths, and he was about to break through the bottleneck and rise to a higher level. At that time, the operation of the true qi was activated according to the law, and the two trickles were quickly injected into the dantian as soon as they returned to the sea. I don’t know how long it took, the last wisp of alien true qi was refined as expected, merged and integrated, and no longer distinguished each other, and truly merged. The fusion of true qi seemed to have gained life. Without waiting for Hu Qingpeng to have thoughts, he would automatically circle the seventy-two circles in the meridians.

Hu Qingpeng felt that the true energy in his body was extremely abundant and endless. He couldn't help but roaring to the sky. The roar was thick and loud, like a dragon's roar. After a roar, he suddenly opened his eyes, his mood was extremely turbulent, and the hidden disease that had troubled him for many years finally disappeared completely! What made him even more excited was that his Zhurong magic skill reached the seventh level and created a miracle for more than a hundred years of Hengshan Sect! Except for Chen Tianlei, other masters had just reached the eighth level, which was only better than him. If he continued to practice hard, he would be able to compete with his masters at about twenty years old.

Hu Qingpeng couldn't help but look at the face of Master Mingxin and Taoist Master Tianfa. If it weren't for the cultivation of these two seniors, how could he have made such an advance? He couldn't tell the direction in the darkness. He knelt down, kowtowed sincerely and thanked him, silently wishing the two seniors to be healthy and free of illness or disaster.

At the same time, deep in Hengshan, two old men who were talking sneezing at the same time. The two looked at each other and wondered: "Strange, is it going to change?"

Hu Qingpeng's excitement quickly disappeared. With his current situation, what's the use of practicing internal skills? It's really a place where heroes useless! He sighed, suddenly heard a sound above, and the closed hole moved a gap away, and then a familiar and pleasant voice rang out of the air: "Brother Peng, are you below?"

Hu Qingpeng couldn't believe his ears, and he was suspected of being in a dream. He was surprised and happy, and jumped up and shouted, "Lier?! Is it you? I'm right below!"

The iron plate covering the hole was completely moved away. Tang Xue looked down and shouted happily: "Brother Peng, are you okay? We are here to save you!" Then a thick rope was hung down, and Tang Jingtian's voice came: "Brother Hu, grab the rope and climb up!"

"Yes!" Hu Qingpeng's martial arts skills were greatly improved at this time, and the iron shackles weighing dozens of kilograms became as light as feathers, which could not affect his actions. He grabbed the rope, grasped the hand alternately, climbed up to the heights in the blink of an eye, passed through the hole like light smoke, and landed on the ground.

Before he could gain a foothold, Tang Xue threw herself into her arms, hugged his waist and cried loudly: "Woooo, Brother Peng, I thought you were... almost worried to death!"

Hu Qingpeng's eyes turned, and he saw more than ten people standing beside him, looking at them with a smile, unable to help but feel a little embarrassed, trying to push Tang Xue away from his arms, but she hugged her desperately and stuck it tightly to his body. He coughed helplessly and asked, "Brother Tang, Brother Lan, how do you know I am being detained here?" There are many corpses lying in the passage of the dungeon, needless to say, they must be the guards here. Just looking at the bloody clothes of Lan Yong and others and the traces on the ground, you can imagine that they had just experienced a fierce battle.

Lan Yong snorted coldly: "You suddenly disappeared in the main hall that day. Master Zhang Yukun guessed that it must be Hu Lingquan who was secretly making trouble, so he broke into Zhuque Hall to ask for someone, but Hu Lingquan denied it was him. It's a pity that we had no evidence at that time. We knew that Hu Lingquan was talking lies openly, but he couldn't do anything to him, so we had to withdraw temporarily. Master Zhang immediately sent someone to secretly spy on the secret prison of Zhuque Hall, and finally found out that one more person was imprisoned in the secret prison of Zhuque Hall, and probably you were the one who was imprisoned. Master Zhang had planned to save people. We waited until today, and took advantage of the reduction of guards guarding the secret prison to have the opportunity to break through the defense line and kill in!" As he said that, he looked at Tang Jingtian and sincerely admired: "Fortunately, Mr. Tang helped him and poisoned many masters, otherwise we would not be able to succeed so smoothly!"

Tang Jingtian continued: "The day after you disappeared, Xiaoxue and I were worried. We came to the Tianxia Association General Assembly to find out the truth. We happened to meet Brother Lan and learned the reason for the whole incident. In the trouble of the brother, we of course cannot stand by. After discussion with the Lord Zhang Yukun, we decided to take the opportunity of holding a birthday party to raid Zhuque Hall and rescue you. Haha, you roared a ghost just now, which scared the guards so much that they panicked, saving us a lot of trouble!"

Hu Qingpengqi said: "Didn't my senior brother Gao come?"

Tang Jingtian smiled and said, "Brother Gao is worried that Miss Zeng Ying and Zeng will be bullied, so he is willing to be a flower protector and accompany her to the birthday party!"

"What? He is going to attend the birthday party too?!" Hu Qingpeng's heart sank. Zeng Zhixiong's birthday party was destined to become a Shura killing field. Gao Qingcheng's life is worrying! If he expected it, the experts from Baiyun Sect and Yanyu Tower would probably take action during the birthday party and kill Zeng Zhixiong. At that time, those present would have become targets of being massacred. He squeezed a cold sweat on his palm and asked, "When is it now? Is the birthday party not beginning?"

Lan Yong said: "When we started, it was about 3 o'clock in the first hour, and the birthday party of the host should have just started! Is there something wrong?"
Chapter completed!