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Ding He turned around and stared at Chu Feng, and he let out an embarrassed smile: "Princess, I think there must be some kind of misunderstanding. Ding Mou stayed in his room the whole night. I ate dinner with Garden Master Ouyang. Garden Master Ouyang can testify on this point. "

Hearing Ding He's words, Zhang Yun smiled and said, "Mr. Ding, don't mind me. It was just a joke on me just now. Mr. Ding's loyalty was evident to all. However, what do you think of my earlier remarks that Mr. Dink must have known where Mo was hiding? "

Tinker let out a secret sigh of relief. He wasn't afraid of anyone framing him. He was only worried about "why is there no excuse for wanting to commit the crime". After hearing Zhang Yun's words, he said, "I know a few of the places that Manor Lord Mo often goes to. If the Princess trusts me, I am willing to inquire. If you have any news, come and report it. "

"With Mr. Ding's words, I am relieved. You can do it. But you must be careful. If anything happens, come back and inform me immediately. " Zhang Yun said.

"Yes!" "Then I'll take my leave first." Tinker cupped his fist and walked out.

The moment Dante turned around to leave, he suddenly glanced at Chu Feng. His vicious eyes flashed, and no one noticed the killing intent in his eyes.

After Ding He had left, Chu Feng pondered for a moment and said: "Are you suspecting that Ding He and Mo Wuyi might be in cahoots and harbored evil intentions?"

"No." Duan Fei Yun lightly smiled as she shook her head. "I said it already." Just now was just a test. Since he can prove his innocence, that's naturally for the best. "

Chu Feng embarrassedly scratched his head when he heard this, and he bitterly smiled: "No wonder the princess said those words, I don't know why." "Since when have I told the princess that Tinker and Mo Wuxiang drank wine …"

Zhang Yun sniffed and smiled, "Alright." Let's not talk about this anymore. Come, let's go to the Soaring Tower and take a look. "

With that, Zhang Yun took the lead and left. Ouyang Xiafeng shrugged and followed behind without saying a word. A trace of coldness flashed through Chu Feng's eyes, but no one knew what he was planning.

Night had already begun to fall.

To avoid unnecessary trouble. Zhang Yun had already given the order that the lights were not to be lit unless it was absolutely necessary. Even the Rising Towers only had two lights lit on each floor. A lamp hung at the head and end of each flight of stone steps. As for the prison guards, there were no lights.

This iron prison was originally specially used by the Emperor to imprison traitors. At that time, the Mongol and Song armies were pressing on Cai Zhou, and the Jin army had a large number of deserters. Some even tried to open the door and surrender. Emperor Jindan was a man who would defend his authority with his life. He would not surrender unless it was the very last moment.

And now, this Rushing Heaven Tower was being used by Zhang Yun to imprison the martial artists of the Central Plains.

There was a Mongol Death Soldier guarding the entrance to each of the soaring stone steps, as well as the entrance to each of the cells. These Death Soldiers had no expression on their faces. Their waists were hung with sabers. He also carried a small scimitar on his back. These were the elites that Brother Meng had personally picked out from the royal guards. They were the people who could die for Zhang Yun!

With these one hundred Death Soldiers guarding the surroundings, Zhang Yun felt a lot more at ease.

On the way up, it was abnormally quiet inside the tower. All the Central Plains martial artists were hit by Linglong Villa's "No Sesame, No Sesame, No Sesame". This was an extremely powerful poison. No matter how strong one's internal Qi was, it would not be able to cause the poison to become weak all over. In addition, if the poison person's ability was low, an illusion would appear, and they would even pass out. Even a high level monk like Master Yuan Hai could only sit in his cell and meditate all day. For example, Great Master Emei, the Kongtong Sect Leader Sun Zhichen, the Mount Kunlun Sect Leader Ren, and the Tianshan Sect Leader He Qinghua.

This tower had a total of seven floors, and each floor held nearly forty to fifty people. But Zhang Yun had also spent a lot of resources. She couldn't kill everyone yet. So she had to keep them. Just the steamed buns he bought every day were not a small expense. Furthermore, Zhang Yun himself had raised so many people.

But all these years the Mongols fought in the east and plundered a great deal of material and property. To Zhang Yun, this amount of money was akin to a drop in the ocean.

When Zhang Yun reached the third floor, he turned to Ouyang Xiafei and asked, "Where is Master Yuan Hai locked up?"

"The people of Shaolin Temple have all been locked up on the fifth floor." Ouyang Xiafei said.

"Alright, come with me to take a look at this master." Zhang Yun nodded and continued to walk up.

The people here have been locked up for four or five days. There was no sunlight all day long, and even though there was sunlight, it couldn't shine through the dim tower. Two soldiers were standing beside Zhang Yun and his men. Zhang Yun went straight up to the fifth floor. In the first cell, Master Yuan Hai was locked up.

This was what Zhang Yun had specifically warned her back then.

Zhang Yun had heard of Yuan Hai's reputation before. This high monk of the Shaolin Temple cannot mistreat him. Although Zhang Yun did not think that it would be a big problem for him to do this.

Yuan Hai had already sensed that someone had come up. He closed his eyes and sat upright on the mat. Although he couldn't use his inner force, he could still feel the light approaching him. Therefore, Yuan Hai slowly opened his eyes and saw Zhang Yun and his gang standing in front of his cell.

Yuan Hai recognized these three people.

"Amitabha!" Yuan Hai made a gesture with his hands and looked at Zhang Yun and the rest with his eyes wide open.

Zhang Yun also put his hands together, but did not mutter anything. He said, "Master Yuan Hai, are you used to it?"

"This female benefactor. The matter of the country is not your responsibility. If you do this, you will be punished! " Yuan Hai slowly said.

"Smelly monk, you are still being stubborn even when death is near at hand." You don't know, this is the current Grand Princess of Mongolia? " Ouyang Xiafeng said.

"Good! Good!" Almsgiver Ouyang, this old man and my master have met a few times. According to the legends of the martial arts world, I will not pursue this matter any further. Who would have thought that you would actually collude with outsiders to frame your fellow countrymen. If you do not stop and do good deeds in time, you will definitely eat the fruits of your evil deeds! " Yuan Hai shook his head and sighed.

"Garden Master Ouyang, there's no need to say anymore."

Ouyang Xiafeng's expression turned ugly. Before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Zhang Yun. He continued to look at Yuan Hai and said, "Master Yuan Hai, you just need to take care of yourself. The matter of me and the others, however, is not something that the master cares about. I only have one thing to ask of you, Master. "

"Since Almsgiver is the Princess of Mongolia, why would you look for me? Even if I knew, how would I tell you? "Please go back!" After Yuan Hai finished speaking, he immediately closed his eyes.

"Great Master, why don't you let me finish first. It's not too late to decide whether or not I should answer." Zhang Yun remained unmoved.

Seeing that Yuan Hai was silent, Zhang Yun continued, "Does Master know Xiao Feng?"

Ouyang Xiafeng and Chu Feng looked at each other. They didn't understand why Zhang Yun suddenly ran here. Was it to ask Xiao Feng?

Yuan Hai still had his eyes closed and remained unmoved. He wasn't sure if he knew or not. Perhaps she knew, but she just didn't want to say it.

Zhang Yun did not wait for Yuan Hai to speak and continued, "I guess Master must know about this. And he knows it better than anyone. "

"How can Benefactor be so sure that this old monk knows about this Xiao Feng?" This old monk has already said, no matter what the benefactor asks, this old monk will not say. "Benefactor, you should just give up. You should leave as soon as possible." Yuan Hai said.

Seeing that Yuan Hai still didn't want to speak anymore, Zhang Yun suddenly said, "Then, shouldn't Grandmaster Wu Mu know about this?"