C129 visiting an old friend

After everything was settled, the day of departure was set. There were also people who were appointed, such as Murong Badao and his son, as well as his own father, Situ Qingtian, who Gongsun Ze Tian especially did not want to see. There was also his mother, Murong Fenghuang, who was especially willing to see him appear, and the Situ Family who was initially in charge of imprisoning those assassins, Elder Elder Zhao.

Oh, right, how could such a scene be absent Zhuge, Zhuge Feier's injuries had already been healed. With her curiosity, how could she miss this trip, and the rare chance to put down all of her luggage, and even see her uncle fight against the world. Although her father's death was still on her mind, it was still a few years ago.

This trip, Murong Fenghuang changed from usual, she did not bring along any big bags of scrolls, she probably wanted to go and return early, right? Although they didn't bring much, the staff composition was extremely high, and almost half of the family guards had been transferred. However, seeing that the number of people on this trip was not too far away, the Great Elder did not raise any objections.

Looking at the mighty 'army', Gongsun Zaitian could not help but feel a little disappointed. He thought of his sworn brothers from his previous life and the Old. They should still be alive right now. What are they doing?

Murong Fenghuang looked at his son who was in his arms and suddenly revealed a sorrowful expression. She was extremely confused, as he thought that even if his son was reincarnated from his previous life into this life, his son's experiences were limited, and according to his son's introductions, his past life was only around 10 or 20 years old.

Murong Fenghuang tightened her arms and gently patted the swaddling clothes to show her comfort. Although she could not drive away the sadness in her heart, it was still good to be able to bring some warmth to her son.

Sensing his mother's actions, Gongsun Ze Tian walked out of his daze and looked at his mother with a smile. He told her that he was fine, so he asked her to be at ease.

The three carriages and the army of guards departed. Although the weather was still warm and sunny, it was still the biting winter in the north. The biting cold of the north was still as sharp as a knife. Therefore, it was natural for the troops to stick together. It could be said that this was a way for them to warm each other up.

"Xiao San, do you remember the conditions that your mother told you about?" Murong Fenghuang seemed to have thought of something and asked.

Gongsun Ztian looked at his mother with a puzzled expression. He did not understand the meaning of those words.

"If you participate in the banquet, I'll give you a personal maid and two treasures." Murong Fenghuang said this with a smile, but it felt a little cold in Gongsun Zaitian's eyes.

There was still a maidservant in the car, but Gongsun Zaitian did not say anything. He used his eyes to express his doubt over the reason for the incident.

"Tsk, I'm serious. It will come true when we go back. Haha! Rest assured, you are definitely an exquisite beauty! " Murong Fenghuang continued to speak, just like a monologue, but the only audience that heard it were all covered in clouds. After the performer finished speaking, she would just sit there and giggle to herself.

He was now certain that this was not a good thing. Even if it was a great thing that he had disguised himself, it was still impossible for it to be a good thing that came from his mother's mouth, especially when the target was himself. He knew that not long ago, an incident of someone 'coughing up blood and wiping tears' had occurred, and the lesson of that blood and tears was still fresh in his mind.

From then on, Gongsun Ze Tian could be certain that on this continent, the level of wealth amassed by her own mother, Murong Fenghuang, was definitely second. No one dared to claim that they were first, and it was something no one could hope to achieve. And Gongsun Ztian's level was only second place.

This time, the trip was very short, so before long, Gongsun Ze Tian and his group had reached their destination.

Returning to this place once again, Situ Qingtian and his wife felt like a lifetime had passed. After all, after leaving here last time, they had encountered an assassination attempt, and the follow-up to that incident was extremely complicated, so the few of them felt like they had walked through the gates to hell, fortunately, they were safe and sound at this time.

The only regret was that Gongsun Ze Tian did so, at least everyone present thought so, other than Murong Fenghuang.

The butler Zhonbo had arranged for everyone's accommodations, and quickly went to arrange for the escorts to eat and sleep there. The Guardian Elder and Elder Zhao were responsible for the security, such as how many people were on duty at once, the time to change shifts, the route of patrols, and the exact position of the sentry and sentry, etc.

The reason for this trip was that they were here for the fun of it.

Although everyone had just arrived, Murong Fenghuang was still carrying the child and walking around with great interest, looking like she really wanted to 'relax'.

However, the others were not in the mood to accompany him, so they all went back to their own rooms to rest. Therefore, without any reason, Murong Fenghuang and Gongsun Ze Tian had already left everyone behind and could continue with their original plans.

At the entrance to the dungeon, in a backyard that was interwoven with water pavilions and fake mountains.

When the entrance opened, a damp and rotten smell wafted in from the distance. The mother and son waited outside the entrance for a long time before feeling that they had adapted to the smell. Under the lead of the Situ Family's guards and warriors, they entered the dungeon.

The structure of the dungeon was very simple. There was a main passage in the middle, and there were cells on both sides of the dungeon. Every so often, there would be branches on the left and right side of the dungeon. This kind of dungeon gave people a square feeling, at the same time allowing them to have the greatest amount of ventilation.

"Where are the two killer leaders? "Bring me there!" Murong Fenghuang spoke to the warriors beside him.

"Yes, Madam! This way, please!" The warrior that was in charge of escorting them said respectfully as he leaned forward to lead the way.

"These assassins didn't cause any trouble for you, did they?" Murong Fenghuang looked at the two sides of the prison cells, and asked curiously when she saw that the people inside did not make any violent or hysterical movements.

Murong Fenghuang thought that there would probably be people shouting that she had been wronged, or that she would still be a hero in the future. This was the first time she had seen such a quiet prison cell.

Of course, Gongsun Zaitian, who was in the arms of his mother, had a different perspective on the people being held in custody. Of course, when he saw this scene, even Gongsun Zaitian couldn't help but nod his head.

"In reply to Madam, it's a good thing that each of them was seriously injured before coming here. Originally, they thought that we would use the torture to interrogate them, so they resisted for a few days, but after discovering that we had been providing food and treating them with a doctor, they all became obedient. When they are free, they would cultivate in the dungeon and sometimes we would even chat with them. The warrior in charge of the lead explained carefully. When he was first sent here, he had received the warning from the Elder Zhao, not only because these people were under the personal care of the Patriarch's wife, but also because they might be related to that mysterious expert.

"Un, that's good!" What about their leader? " Murong Fenghuang remained expressionless as she asked. Actually, if her son had not put his heart into these things, she would never have put any of these things into his eyes, in her opinion, even if they were to recruit these people, it would be very difficult for them to be trusted in terms of loyalty.

"They had the worst injuries and had only recovered last month. They also provided the best meals, but they never spoke and there was no communication between them. However, they had made a request to meet the person who imprisoned them here back then, but when they received news from the Elder Zhao that their Lady had been here recently, they did not notify anyone. " The warrior continued to explain.

As a small martial artist, he had a good grasp of what he should say and what he shouldn't say. As a small martial artist, he had a good grasp of what he should say and what he shouldn't say.

"I want to talk to them alone. Let's do it one by one! You go and arrange it. And find a clean room. " Murong Fenghuang knew what his son was planning, so she asked for him in tacit understanding.

"Alright, Madam, your subordinate will arrange it right away." The warrior knew that the matriarch had something she wanted to interrogate him about, so he didn't say anything more and hurried to arrange the following matters.

However, what puzzled him the most was that the dungeon was dark and humid, and the smell of corruption permeated everywhere. But why did this matriarch bring along a little gongzi?

A smart person would know what to say where they were. This was not the time to be concerned with other people's business, and what he needed to do now was to obey orders.

He followed the martial artist into a relatively dry room. There were no decorations in the room, only two chairs and a table. The only things that lit up the room were the candlesticks on the wall and table.

"I'll take this one. You go and bring that Ghastly Shadow's leader here first!" Murong Fenghuang instructed.

"Yes, Madam, please wait a moment!" The martial artist turned around and left.

"Xiao San, what are you going to do?" Seeing that the others had left, Murong Fenghuang asked her son who was in her embrace.

"I don't know yet, let's get to the bottom of this!" Gongsun Ztian replied with an indifferent expression.

"You said it yourself?" Murong Fenghuang asked immediately.

"Of course, since the outsiders have been sent away by you, no one would dare to eavesdrop!" Gongsun Ztian continued to reply in a nonchalant manner.

"But what if the killer leaked information about you?" Murong Fenghuang asked worriedly.

"Those who obey me will die, those who defy me will die!" Gongsun Ztian's expression turned cold. A cold light flashed in his eyes as he answered.

"This ?" Murong Fenghuang was the one closest to his son, so he clearly felt a trace of coldness that passed in a flash.

"Relax, I'm confident that I can let them continue their 'Chang'. It's not like your son is so bloodthirsty!" Knowing what his mother was worried about, he immediately changed the topic to comfort her. However, he made up his mind. If this did not happen, anyone who knew a secret that they shouldn't know would have to protect the secret forever.

"That's true!" When Murong Fenghuang thought about her son's actions and style of doing things before, she immediately threw away those worrying thoughts.

"Madam, bring him here!"

There were two people standing at the door, and one of them was Ghastly Shadow's leader, Fierce Demon.