Heaven Awakening Path

Xuanguo protects Congress.

Unlike any institution of the Xuan Empire, this is not a compound or mansion, but rather a village inadvertently surrounded by a city pool. At the southern entrance of the village, there is a skewed stone tablet, and the word "protector” on it is remarkable. Behind the stone tablet is a street, but the houses on the left and on the right are diverse and unique.

The congressman lives here. Unlike the other institutions of the Empire, they are not so much day-to-day trivial. The need for a whole protectorate to move is almost non-existent, which makes the protectorate's daily routine seem full of fireworks, and without that tablet at the south entrance, it would really just look like an ordinary living area. Only those who know Congress know what the world is behind that tablet.

When Su Tang was first brought here, he was also slightly surprised to see the appearance of this protectorate.

She's not Lupin, she doesn't smell anything outside the window, she just drills into her own soul-locking customization. She spent three years at Windstroke College as a normal student. Who in the College of the Imperial District of the Xuan Army doesn't know that the strongest institution in the Xuan Nation protects Congress? In the eyes of the teenagers, the dignitaries in charge of the major hubs are noble, have a deep background, are too far away from them to reach such heights simply because of the heat and effort. But the Capitol is different, and having the strength gives you the chance to go to the Capitol, and what the Capitol does is much cooler in the eyes of teenagers than those politicians, and the Capitol has always been their favorite place.

It would be disappointing if they could see the true protectorate just like that, wouldn't it?

Su Tang, who was brought into the Conservatory, was not panicked. Instead, he remembered his colleagues from the old Feng Feng Academy. He must have been surprised that the Conservatory was not as brilliant as they thought.

A severe pain suddenly came from her scalp, and she was escorted back to her hospital supervisor, tearing Su Tang's hair and leaning her face forward.

A tall black robe man stood in front of him and swept Su Tang's eyes up and down with disgust. The audacious power flowing out of my eyes seemed to strip people naked.

“Three-pointed? What's this garbage doing here?” He said impatiently.

“It is the meaning of the communication between the board and the sentencing adult.” The people who sent Su Tang here were the board of directors, not the protectors of Congress. At this point, he stood outside the stone tablet and respectfully said to the people in front of him.

They don't really know who this man is, but they always know that none of the people in Congress can be offended. They just follow orders and say what they have to say.

The tall man heard the word "Sentence Lord” and, despite his impatience, no longer had any objections.

“Give it to me.” He said, raising his hand took Su Tang away from him. Left without a word.

Su Tang was shackled with both hands and feet. This was not an ordinary instrument of punishment, but a prop that limited her strength. Otherwise, with the divine power of her blood, she feared that nothing could imprison her. Su Tang, whose strength was limited, was completely unable to keep pace with the man's wide and fast pace, and was soon dragged down to the ground, completely dragged to walk.

She was dragged across the street like this. A lot of people saw it, but they didn't think it at all, and they didn't even have people to gossip about it, as if it were a daily routine.

At the end of the street, a cave appeared abruptly on the bare ground, seeping silky cold and deep into the bottom. The tall man threw Su Tang away at will.

“The Board of Supervisors.” He shouted, he didn't know who it was, and he didn't go back. It took a few seconds for the sound to come out of the depths of the black hole.

It was painful, but it was nothing to say about the torture inflicted on these days. In order to obtain the secrets of the so-called thieves, the board of commissioners has exhausted the means. Don't say that Su Tang doesn't know, even if she did, she would never say anything. What more could she have suffered than the previous Lupin?

The ground is deep, cold and damp. The top hole became very distant, as if it were a small window, which reminded Sultan of his days in the organization.

She is not an experimental subject as strictly treated as Lupin, she is relatively free and even needs to do a lot of chores on weekdays. But the last place to stay is the same as the road level, with only a tiny air hole that lets them see the sky outside.

She aspired to the outside world as much as Lu Ping, and came out as treasured as Lu Ping.

At any time, as long as she's alive, she won't give up.

After sweeping the aperture above, she began to grasp the area, and the shackles on her hands and feet allowed her to use a very limited amount of strength. She lifted her hands and tried to grasp them. But her ankle was suddenly caught and her blink was dragged away, this time in total darkness.

She noticed a powerful sweep over her body and seemed to feel it for a moment.

“It's a lot of work. What does the board want to know from you?” The voice in the darkness, the one who grabbed her ankle, sounded quite soothing.

Su Tang didn't answer, and the person seemed to just say it casually and didn't want to know what it meant. He just kept dragging Su Tang on, marching in the darkness, not knowing what he was capable of, but in the darkness he was fulfilling Hirakawa.

Shortly afterwards, he stopped and the sound of heavy metal rubbing the ground sounded, after which Sultan was towed for a few more steps and finally let go.

“Doesn't look necessary.” The voice spoke to itself and then approached Sultan a little bit.

“Pray.” He said that his voice was very low and gentle, and it sounded like he really cared about Su Tang.

“Pray for what?” Su Tang couldn't help but ask.

“Pray to leave quickly, and be much happier even if you die.” The voice said.

“I want to live.” To the infinite darkness, the Sudanese tone firmly said.

“You'll change your mind.” The voice retreated as it spoke, and the heavy metal friction sounded again, presumably closing the cell door.

Darkness, silence, but not loneliness, Sultan had no idea how much space she was in and what was around her.

“Anybody?” She asked.

No response.

She struggled to get up, dragged the heavy chain forward a few steps and touched the cold stone wall. Touching the stone wall, she walked around. Five steps long, five steps wide, a tiny cell with nothing but her.

Su Tang sat in the corner and was very calm.

Like she said, she wants to live.

This is supposed to be the prison for the congressman, right? Legendary places of detention for the most powerful and heinous people. Are you qualified for this?

I don't think so. There's nothing you can do about being locked up in a board of commissioners. Why protect Congress?

But instead, she was taken away from the Inmate Board, sent to the National Guardian, and even sent to this cell.

why?

The moment she was handed over to the Guardian Council, she was already thinking about it.

She does not have the ability to escape, and the only thing that will strengthen her care is external forces. Who would it be for her to make the director of the Xuan Military Academy feel the stress of external forces? The answer is simply too simple.

Lu Ping is here.

Su Tang smiled in the dark.

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