C74

The dungeons that never saw the light of day were filled with the smell of moisture and stench. The mud under their feet made their soles sink in, making them feel extremely uncomfortable.

Feng Qiong covered her nose with her sleeve, frowning, she said, "Fu Shaoshan, your Xuan Iron Sect's dungeon should have been rebuilt. Where is the place for people to stay?"

When Fu Shaosi saw that the azure-dressed young master in front did not seem dissatisfied, he said, "This place has been abandoned since the beginning. It's just for the sake of opening it again, you just have to bear with it."

Feng Qiong looked at the green clothed Young Master and his shadow walking leisurely without leaving a single footprint on the muddy ground. Then, she looked at the shallow footprints she had made on the ground. "Bullying."

The green-clothed young master turned his head when he heard what she said, the silver white mask making the ridicule in his eyes more obvious, "What happened to the boots? Boots are made of cloth, and they're also wet by mud. "

Feng Qiong looked at her cloth shoes, her face revealing a rare look of awkwardness. She turned around and asked Fu Shaoxi, "How far away is it?"

Fu Shaosi looked around and replied seriously, "Half."

Feng Qiong bit her lips and was about to cheer for herself when she saw the green-clothed gongzi open his arms towards her. Feng Qiong was startled. Puzzled, she asked, "Young Master?"

The man in cyan smiled and asked, "How about I take you on a trip?"

Feng Qiong hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Are you serious, young master?"

The young man in cyan said: "It was not easy to see our young master to have such a charming and lovely daughter look. How could I disregard you?"

Feng Qiong carefully walked to the front of the green-clothed gongzi and raised her head to look at him.

"Since you, Master Feng, has thrown yourself into my arms, then I shall not be courteous anymore." The young man in cyan smiled and bent down to put his arm around her waist. He then lifted her up and continued walking forward. Because they stopped, the shadow that was waiting for them was still one step slower than the green-clothed gongzi.

The green-clothed young master carried Feng Qiong, and only a slight depression could be seen beneath his feet, leaving behind two extremely shallow footprints. Further on, there were still no marks on the muddy ground. Fu Shaosi watched his back and took in the footprints on the ground, breathing heavily.

The thieves of the Cyan Robed Pirates were destined to have top-notch flying skills. However, the Qing Yi gongzi's Qing Gong had already completely exceeded Fu Shaoshan's expectations. Traceless Snowsteps was a rare skill in the martial arts world, but it was not a rare one either. However, he could still leave no traces on the ground while carrying someone. This kind of qinggong was definitely worth more than ten fingers in the eyes of the martial world.

Feng Qiong's body became slightly stiff as she was embraced by the green-clothed young master, but she quickly relaxed and lowered her eyes in silence.

The green-clothed gongzi still had a scent similar to sandalwood on his body, but it was much fainter. Even after smelling it for a long time, he still had a hint of a cool feeling. His fingertip was as cold as jade. If not for the warmth of his palm, Feng Qiong would have suspected that he was made of jade. It was unknown whether the smell on his body was unpleasant or if it was because Feng Qiong was extremely fearful of Young Master Qing Yi, even though he had only hugged her for a short period of time, she was already filled with uneasiness.

Just when Feng Qiong was hesitating between obediently staying in his embrace and begging him to put her down, the green-clothed young master suddenly released his hand and grabbed her waist, causing her to fall back to the ground. He said with a smile, "There's no more mud here."

As soon as Feng Qiong calmed down, she saw the man sitting on the opposite side of her pile of grass. He was the Deputy Sect Master of the Beggar Clan, who had been left here without even bandaging her wounds.

He picked up the flint and struck it twice, lighting the oil lamp on the table. He then turned around, smiled, and asked, "Are you awake?"

Jiang Suo opened his eyes with some effort and looked at the light. After a long while, he finally saw the scene before him, "Who are you?"

There were three men and one woman. The woman and the middle-aged man stood by the entrance to the prison while the man in the black cloak stood a step behind the speaker. Clearly, the man who lit the lamp was the center of this group of people.

He wore a green robe with a wide sleeve and a green ribbon for hair. Half of his face was covered by a silver mask, revealing only his fair and clean chin. After putting down the firestone, his right hand was placed on the table. Half of his hand was blocked by his sleeve that was hanging down, and his four exposed fingers were extremely slender and white without any signs of martial arts practice. If it wasn't for his tall and slender body that didn't seem like a woman's, Jiang Suo would've even thought that he was a woman.

Although the way he dressed was strange, what was even weirder was the way he dressed and the elegant demeanor he exuded. Even if Jiang Suo didn't know what was good for him, he could still tell how valuable Qingyi Young Master's clothes were. How could such a person be mixed with the grass of the Jianghu?

Jiang Suo started guessing secretly while the green-clothed gongzi started to introduce himself generously: "I am Qing Yi, the Qing Qing that is renowned throughout history, wearing clothes that do not cover my entire body. Most people call me 'Young Master Qingyi'. Of course, you don't either. But I have another name, Green Robed Pirates. Also, I think it's necessary for me to explain to you what is going on now and for some time before that. The group of people who intercepted you at the foot of Puppet Palace is this lady's subordinate, Feng Yunxuan's subordinates. As for the Puppet Palace that caused countless deaths and injuries to your group, it has now been taken under my command. Therefore, other than Wen Qihua, all of you have already died.

Jiang Suo did not care about what he had said before and hurriedly asked, "Where's Qi Hua? Where is he? How is he? "

The green-robed young master's eyes curved into a smile as he said, "The situation is only worse than yours. It won't be any worse than yours." Furthermore, you are unable to protect yourself, so what does that have to do with you? " The voice carried a slight accent that was unique to the south, and the slightly hoarse voice carried a hint of the softness of Wu Nong's voice. It was surprisingly pleasant to the ears and had a unique quality to it.

Jiang Suo forced himself to sit up straight in pain and glared at the young master, "What the hell did you do to him?"

A smile flashed across the young man's eyes, "Nothing much, I just sealed his meridians and heavily injured him before returning him to the Beggar Gang, and have your leader treat his injuries."

"He went back?" Jiang Suo seemed to be relieved, but immediately became alert again, "It's that simple?"

The azure-robed young master shrugged, "Of course not." He raised his hand and shook his sleeves before looking at his own hands, as if he was examining some rare treasure, "If I were to let you off so easily, why would I bother to capture you all?"

Jiang Suo frowned and asked, "What are you going to do?"

The green-robed young man waved his hand to indicate that the shadow did not have to follow him. Then, he walked towards Jiang Suo and squatted down. With his left hand supporting his face, he poked the wound on Jiang Suo's face with his right index finger, "If I were to tell you that only one of you is alive, who would you choose?"

The azure-dressed young master's back was facing the light, and his soft face became even more distinct. The silver-white mask stuck tightly to his skin, revealing his forehead which was hidden by a few strands of hair. His chin was as white as jade and extremely exquisite. The left corner of his thin lips curled up. He felt lazy and gentle as he looked into the depths of his heart.

Jiang Suo was dazed for a moment. It was as if he felt that this person looked very familiar, but he didn't have any thoughts. After calming himself down, Jiang Suo realized that the young master had answered his question. "Only one?"

The green-robed young master smiled and said, "No, I should put it another way. If you cooperate, I can let Wen Qi Hua live."

Jiang Suo asked, "Cooperate?" What do you want me to do? "

The green-robed young master smiled innocently, "I want to settle some old scores with you."

The silhouette turned its head to look at the two people standing at the doorway. Fu Shaoyang immediately took two large steps back. As for Feng Qiong, she hesitated for a moment. Then, she took a few steps back and stood shoulder to shoulder with Fu Shao in the mud.

"Old debts?" Jiang Suo was stunned. He looked at the young man again with suspicion. Judging from half of his face, the green-clothed young master was at most thirty years old. What old grudge could he have against him?

The young master in green seemed to have seen through his thoughts, as he gently said, "As the saying goes, hatred for the death of one's father, hatred for the taking of a wife … Deputy Sect Master Jiang, why don't you guess how you offended me? "

Jiang Yong was taken aback. "I …"

"Or, you might as well say, Fourth Palace Master Yang, you must be hiding your strength well." The light in his eyes gradually deepened as his chin lifted up. His expression was as if he was looking at an ant with contempt.

This expression... The youth was high-spirited and had a face like jade, yet he also had a haughty and proud look towards his Golden Orchid brothers. That person was extremely talented and talented. He had obviously put in more effort, but he had gotten nothing. As for the arrogant fellow who was two years younger than him, he had easily obtained what he could not even when he went all out.

Jiang Suo's eyes narrowed as his face turned green and white. He was stunned for a moment.

Seeing his expression slowly change, the green-robed young master knew that he had thought of something and couldn't help but smile in satisfaction. He leaned over and whispered in his ear, "The Puppet Palace can have a surname of Mo, or of Ren. But it will never change its name. "

"Ren? Young Master Ren! " Jiang Suo was jolted awake when he heard this. His expression was one of neither anger nor fear. "You really are …"

When Feng Qiong heard Jiang Suo's exclamation, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise, almost exclaiming out loud. The shadow looked at him sharply, only turning back when she lowered her head.

"What is it?" The green-clothed gongzi stood up and casually patted his clothes as he smiled leisurely, "Alright, Vice Sect Leader Jiang. Obediently give me the things you have hidden in the Vermillion Bird Temple, and I will let Wen Qi Hua live. I will not reveal your identity to anyone. Well, that means... As long as you give me what I want, the entire gang, especially Sect Leader Mao, will never know that his right-hand man, Deputy Chief Jiang, is a remnant of the Puppet Palace that crippled their Young Sect Master. Those Beggar Clan disciples who shed tears because of your death would not know that you were the one who sent so many of their brothers to the Puppet Palace to die. "

Jiang Suo subconsciously said, "No, it's not me …"

The young master smiled coldly and asked, "Is that so?" Isn't it because of you? You knew they would die if they entered the Puppet Palace, but you never spoke to stop them. Why? Because you're afraid to suspect your identity. Why did you take them up the mountain when Mao was gone? Because you're afraid of feeling like you're not going to fight. As you can see that the mechanism at the back of the mountain has already been closed, you have the confidence to bring the rest of the people with you and retreat. So, all you have to do is enter the Puppet Palace with them, kill a few people, and then retreat. However, you did not expect us to capture Wen Qihua. When you were going down the mountain, you were stopped and slaughtered by Feng Yunxuan. Only you were captured and locked up here. "

After a pause, he continued, "I really don't understand how you could be so loyal to your husband and then use such a vicious method against your own sworn brother." The soft voice made people shudder for no reason.

Although they couldn't hear what Young Master Qingyi was saying nor see the expression on his face, Feng Qiong and Fu Shaoxi, who were in the distance, suddenly shivered.