Heavenly Divine Doctor: Abandoned Concubine

Having lived in the priest's house for some time, the Emperor is basically familiar with the terrain, and even if no one leads the way, he can still find the location of the dungeon.

Anonymous has been following him silently.

There were guards outside the dungeon, and they looked at the anonymity and saw that he had not instructed them, so they did not stop Huangfu.

Just walking down the stairs leading to the dungeon, Wang Fuzheng heard the roar of heartbreaking lungs coming from deep beneath the dungeon. He paused and looked back at nobody.

“Mr. Huangfu better not keep walking, lest he frighten himself.” Anonymous said.

The staircase was long, the lights on both sides were indefinitely extinguished, and the surrounding area was horrible. The Emperor continued to walk down, and the lights were getting brighter and brighter. He saw the whole dungeon. There were a lot of people locked in it. Those people were lying in the corner and their eyes were empty and desperate.

There is no admiration among these people.

Huangfu remembered the scream he had just heard.

“What about Murongzhun?” He turns to nobody, “where are you keeping him? ”

“He has nothing to do with Mr. Wang Fu, why care so much about his death and life.” Anonymous whispers.

“Ahhhhhhh”

Another fierce cry sounded, and the Emperor looked into the darkest passage and immediately lifted his foot to the past.

Unnamed eyebrows wrinkled even tighter, he didn't understand the Emperor, clearly had a chance to get to the world, preferred to be a idle person, the people of Qianrousha attacked the priesthood, he had a chance to leave here, but chose to stay.

I don't know what I'm thinking.

His Majesty ignored the anonymity behind him. He walked along that dark passage all the way to the end, with nothing at the end, except for one well, and then the lights on both sides, and he saw a man with his hands tied inside the well.

Murong Zhong!

They actually keep Murong here.

“Mr. Wong Fu, I advise you not to go down.” Nobody saw Wang Fu going down the bottom of the well from the other side, he had to talk and persuade, “The well is full of worms, if you go down, you will definitely get hurt. ”

“Maggots?” The Emperor looked shocked at the anonymity, "Qiluo Shui locked Murong inside... feeding the worm? What does she want? ”

Listen to the scream of Murong at the bottom of the well for a while, the Emperor is getting angry in his heart, Qiliao water must have fallen mad to the extreme, is she trying to practice Murong as a manipulator?

“Mr. Huangfu, you can't go down there.” Nobody stopped Huangfu.

“Fuck off.” Huangfu raised his hand and opened his name.

Anonymous stunned, he had always thought that Wang Fuzheng was just a little embroidered pillow martial arts. I had no idea that his inner arts were so powerful.

Wang Fucheng had gone to the other side of the staircase, he had an extra night pearl in his hand and came down to find that the bottom of the well was full of insects. Murong's clothes could not bear to be seen. Almost none of his skin was intact, and the blood flowing out was no longer bright red, but a little black.

It's already been poisoned, and I don't know how many bugs entered his body.

“Murong Zhong, are you all right?” Huangfu lifted his feet into the pile of maniacs, and the bugs smelled a fresh human scent and immediately poured in, but stopped just half a step away from Huangfu, and they dared not take another step forward.

Wang Fu took a black pill from his arms and fed it to Murong Zhong's mouth. He swallowed it with his own strength.

“Ah..." Murong cried out in agony, feeling that his whole body's meridian was like it was about to burst, his consciousness gradually came over clearly, blurred to see the person in front of him.

The worm that was biting Murong suddenly fled from him and dared not approach him again.

“Who!” Murong insisted his voice was dull and frightening. He had already lost consciousness. Today, although the pain still existed, the consciousness was a little clearer.

“Huangfu.” Huangfu whispered, "I can only feed you for three days, and I will find a way to get you out of there in those three days. ”

Murong had heard of the Emperor, but had never met, “Why save me? ”

“You saved the day...” Huangfu softly said, “She is my apprentice. ”

“Is it easy for you to get me out of here if the water is so dirty that she won't stop practicing me as a magician?” Murong grinned.

The Emperor stuffed another pill in his mouth, “Hang in there, don't be manipulated. ”

“You…” Murong wants to know exactly what he wants to do and why he feels he can get himself out.

“Don't say so much, I'll go up first.” Huangfu lowered his voice and turned to walk up the ladder.

“Where the hell is he?” Murong asked in silence that what stood in his way today was that he wanted to see her again and explain to her personally that he had never intended to hurt her.

How dare he kill her.

“She should have left.” The Emperor lowered his eyes and said that he knew that Murong was coming for the sake of immortality, but he did not expect that the famous Lord of Chirosaki would not even take his life for the sake of immortality, "there was no news of her. ”

“Qi Rushui said he was poisoned...” Murong gasped, “She'll be fine, right? ”

“She'll be fine.” Even the Emperor did not dare to determine whether or not he had really been poisoned and whether he was able to solve the poison, he remained firmly committed to Murong.

Murong faintly smiled, “That's good. ”

“Do you think it's worth it for her?” The Emperor couldn't bear to ask.

“There is no question of whether it is worth it or not...” Murong insisted, just wanting to see her well.

The Emperor lowered his head and walked up the stairs silently to see the anonymous man standing beside the well.

Unnamed eyes could not help but look at him with horror, "Those insects dare not bite you. ”

The Emperor looked at him lightly, “Where is the water? ”

“The Witch King is not in the Priestly Palace.” Anonymous.

“Where is she?” Huangfu asked coldly.

Anonymous frowned, “Even if you go to the Witch King, the Witch King will not let Murong go. ”

Wang Fuzheng took a deep look at Anonymous. Qi Ruo water, if in the priestly palace, must have met him. Anonymous refused to reveal her whereabouts, proving that Qi Ruo water is not here.

Where does Qiliao water go? Wang Fuzheng thought carefully, if he guessed correctly, Qili should leave Wangdu, either go to Donglai, or go to An River City.

How do we get Murong out? We need to let Chirosha's people know he's in the dungeon.

“What did you eat for Murong?” Anonymous frowned and asked.

Huangfu chuckled, “You want to know, why don't you open his mouth and check it out. ”