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Hearing this, Xiao Lan was stunned.

What he said... There was a deeper meaning to it.

A moment later, Xiao Lan smiled coldly as he crouched down and lowered his head. He then looked coldly at Wu Yu.

"What is it? You think I'm here to take the life of the afterimage? "

A voice that was originally very far away suddenly rang out in his ears. Wu Yu quickly raised her head to take a glance, and with just a single glance, she was so frightened that she instantly knelt down and retreated a few steps.

"King …" Consort, Consort Wang … "I dare not …"

Wu Yu's overly frightened appearance caused Xiao Lan to jump in fright.

Did this fellow see a ghost? Why are you so scared?

Xiao Lan slightly shifted her gaze. That's not right, that ghost seems to be her …

Squatting on the spot, Xiao Lan's face sank. "Are you afraid of me?"

Wu Yu raised her head slightly, but quickly lowered it again.

Xiao Lan suddenly understood, it seemed to be true.

But Xiao Lan was slightly puzzled. They seemed to have only met for the first time, what was he afraid of her for?

Xiao Lan stood up and took a step towards Wu Yu. When she felt Xiao Lan approaching Wu Yu, she immediately knelt and took a step back.

As Xiao Lan approached, Wu Yu retreated once more. With this, Xiao Lan walked directly to the door of the secret chamber, while Wu Yu also retreated to the door.

Xiao Lan smiled helplessly.

Forget it. No matter how you go in, just go in. He lifted his leg and went directly into the dark room with Wu Yu.

Seeing Xiao Lan enter the secret room, Wu Yu was shocked and quickly stood up.

When the guards saw this, they looked at Wu Yu in shock.

"Head …" You are … "What's wrong?"

Wu Yu's face darkened as she looked at the few little Rolos surrounding him.

What else?

When they saw the Regent's rage for a woman, what was a river of blood, and what was a sea of jealousy, they all knew why they had to fear this woman!

Xiao Lan had already moved further and further away. Wu Yu raised her leg and kicked the guard beside her.

"Hurry up and follow him!"

The few little Rolos immediately ran into the dark room, flustered as they tried to find their way to Xiao Lan.

Wu Yu took a deep breath and followed behind.

If the Regent's Consort had really come to kill after a shadow out of private indignation, it was hard to say if their heads could still be on their necks.

That day, even if he touched the reverse scale of the dragon, the prince still wouldn't immediately kill him. If he was killed by the princess today, with the prince's love for her, he naturally wouldn't blame her, and they would naturally become objects for the prince to vent his anger on.

At that time … The more Wu Yu thought about it, the more afraid she became.

Walking into the dark room, he could smell the suffocating scent of blood mixed with the smell of rotting flesh.

Xiao Lan frowned as she raised her head to look over, and a sheen of cold sweat appeared on her entire body that had seen countless bloody battles.

As the sweat dripped down his body, he became cold from head to toe as the wind blew against him.

Only today did she know that the eighteen levels of hell really did have the Devil's Blood Cave.

In front of him were rows of cells. The people inside could not tell their age or gender, and only their mangled bodies were left with blood flowing into an unfathomably deep pool of blood.

Because she lost both her legs and couldn't stand, she was forcibly nailed to the dark wall. Blood flowed down along his remaining bones, drop by drop, into the soil beneath him. The scariest thing was that he was still alive.

Xiao Lan couldn't help curling up the palm under her sleeve. It was extremely tight and strong, because only by doing so could she suppress the pain in her stomach that was starting to churn.

Stumbling sounds could be clearly heard from beneath her feet as she took a step forward. Xiao Lan lowered her head to look, and even with her dim gaze, she was still able to clearly see what it was.

In the end, Xiao Lan couldn't help but take a big step back.

At that moment, Wu Yu and a few guards had already rushed over. When they saw the strange object on the ground, Wu Yu bellowed.

"What are you still standing there for? Clean them up, don't let the wangfei step on them again."

"Yes, yes …"

"Yes."

The guard quickly picked up the items and cleaned them up.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Lan's face slightly paled.

Wu Yu quickly noticed Xiao Lan's strangeness. Actually, he had already begun to admire Xiao Lan, not to mention her, she was also a staunch man. This was the first time a man had entered a secret chamber in the Residence of Regent.

The woman in front of him had simply tensed up and turned pale. She was much stronger than them from the start.

Wu Yu's tone was gentle as she suggested, "Princess, why don't you go outside and wait for us? We'll go and bring back the afterimage."

Xiao Lan understood Wu Yu's intention, but since she had already reached this point, what difference did it make if she didn't retreat?

"No need, lead the way."

Wu Yu gave her a thumbs up in her heart. This woman was amazing.

The afterimage was locked in the innermost cell. In that instant, Xiao Lan had watched all the torture in the secret room.

By the time she reached the door of the phantom prison, her face had turned completely pale. Fortunately, she didn't vomit nor did she faint. She was still standing.

All of a sudden, she had a new understanding of Xuanyuan Wentian. Apart from his sinister nature, this man's vicious heart was not inferior to even the feared Pavilion Master Yama Minamiya, baleful Luo Que!

Wu Yu was one step ahead of Xiao Lan as she opened the door for her. She looked extremely respectful. He had no choice but to be respectful to the only woman who had visited the secret room of the Regent's Manor and had yet to leave.

"Princess, the afterimage is inside."

Xiao Lan released her tightly clenched hand. Her own had already turned numb from holding it, and even if she were to continue holding it, it wouldn't have any effect.

Taking a step forward, through the dim light, Xiao Lan raised her head to look.

The first thing that came to him was the thick blood, followed by the afterimages of his body which was constantly dripping blood in mid-air. The blood was fresh, and there was even heat in it.

Xiao Lan slowly inhaled. He was a complete person, very good, very good …

Xiao Lan looked at Wu Yu. "Go, put him down."

Put it down?

Wu Yu was stunned, but she did not ask any further. She quickly ordered the guards to place down the afterimages.

Without the tugging of the chains, the dislocated arms of the afterimage dropped down like a marionette. The feet that hadn't stood for many days also instantly kneeled on the ground.

Xiao Lan walked closer to the afterimage and sized it up with a deep gaze.

He was indeed a subordinate that Xuanyuan Po had highly valued. Even after over twenty days of torture, his rationality had still not been removed. Even though his entire body was bleeding profusely, his eyes were still clear and bright.

The afterimage naturally noticed Xiao Lan, and couldn't help but sneer when he saw Xiao Lan standing in front of him and sized him up.

"Is the princess here to kill me?"

Xiao Lan didn't say anything, and continued to stare fixedly at him.

Not hearing Xiao Lan's reply, the afterimage's laughter was mixed with ridicule.

"If that's the case, then hurry up and make your move. But as for what happened that day, even if you want me to admit my wrongs, you won't be able to do so."