Chapter 55: Breaking into the prime minister's house again

When the guests saw Chen Rufeng hostage among the lightning, they were shocked and afraid. For a moment, they did not dare to act rashly and surrounded Chen Rufeng in a stern array.

"You don't want me to tell you!" Quan Fu shouted with a hard mouth, and he couldn't act so disillusioned in front of a group of guests.

Chen Rufeng's eyes were cold, and the angry wind sword pressed against Quanfu's neck, and the thin blood stains immediately appeared. Quanfu stared with fear, and his lips trembled. He even forgot to speak and begged for mercy, and the cold pain on his neck came.

"Do you want to go deeper?" Chen Rufeng sneered when he saw that he was so scared.

"I said... I said...she...she... she was imprisoned in the prime minister's study... ah!" Quan Fu screamed and was pushed away by Chen Rufeng's palm. The torrent-like spirit went straight from behind to his whole body, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. A mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth and fell to the ground. He would be seriously injured if he did not die.

The rest of the guests saw that Chen Rufeng was willing to leave and hurried to chase him, but they were blocked by a sword wind cut by Chen Rufeng. Suddenly, they couldn't stabilize their bodies. They fell left and right and bumped into each other. No one could catch up, and they had to watch Chen Rufeng gallop in the direction of the study.

With a loud noise, the green sword light cut through, the wood chips flew across, and the door of the study was directly broken. Chen Rufeng stepped in and glanced around. The angry sword swept through again. The desk and bookshelf were assimilated into flying ash. The originally neat and fragrant study suddenly became a mess, no different from the ruins.

Before the dust dissipated, Chen Rufeng's eyes spit out cold light and searched carefully.

Finally, he found that there seemed to be a universe in the floor.

With a sword, there is indeed a hole in the sky, and there is a secret room hidden in it.

The hand holding the angry wind sword began to tremble, and his footsteps were gentle, as if he were afraid of it.

The first thing that came into my eyes were two torches and messy straw on the ground, which was full of a disgusting smell of mildew and the sound of drops of water.

The word bad is no longer enough to describe the environment here.

However, Chen Rufeng's heart is more chaotic.

He walked forward step by step, and the fire seemed to move forward with his footsteps.

The sound of water droplets became closer and closer to the ears, as if the heartbeat of Chen Rufeng jumped faster.

All of a moment, he stopped.

In front of her, a woman with long hair hanging down and wetly scattered on the ground crawling on the ground in ragged clothes, gasping in a low voice in pain.

The corners of Chen Rufeng's mouth twitched fiercely, and his whole body seemed to be scattered. He knelt on the ground weakly and looked at the woman carefully.

"Qing'er..." He called in disbelief, and there was a pain that carried through his heart.

The woman was stunned, and her long and messy hair covered her haggard face. She slowly raised her head and pulled her hair to both sides, revealing her bloody eyes, which were no longer clear as before.

Her skin is no longer as beautiful as before, full of stains, like a piece of jasper falling into the mud. Her hands and feet were firmly trapped by iron shackles, and every time she moved, she would make a ringing sound.

Chen Rufeng shook off the mask on his face, rushed over, held her face, and held her in his arms painfully.

"I'm late... I've made you suffer..." Chen Rufeng muttered, sticking her face close to her chest to give her the warmth of her whole body.

Faxinqing just quietly closed her eyes and obediently let Chen Rufeng hold her, curled up in his arms like a kitten that had suffered all kinds of wind and rain.

The light is dim, and nothing can affect the warmth in this purgatory-like secret room at this moment.

"Who caused you like this?" After a short period of warmth, Chen Rufeng's voice returned to cold.

His eyebrows moved gently, and his eyes were like a remnant moon. He looked at Chen Rufeng quietly and squeezed his lips tightly. There was an unbearable sore pain in his heart, and his stomach suddenly turned into two rows of bead-like tears.

Since she was suddenly poisoned in the battle of Peijiazhuang and was captured, she was taken to the dark secret room hidden in Li Linfu's study. Xue Chen attributed it to the previous hatred and kept beating her, with the intention of making her surrender and making her willing to confess to the assassination of Li Linfu. But I didn't expect that Perak's heart was clear and hard-mouthed. In order to die, he would rather die than move, so he fell into the current tragic situation.

Seeing this, Li Linfu asked Xue Chengui to use all kinds of torture, which made Perak heart faint to death, and was awakened by cold water and continued to be tortured, over and over again until she was willing to stop.

Listening to Bi Xinqing's brief description of his experience, Chen Rufeng had already held ten fingers into the flesh and his face was blue.

A very light of red light lit up deep in his pupils.

"I'll take you away." Chen Rufeng cut off the shackles on Xinqing's body with a sword, put her on his back, and held the angry wind sword in his hand, as if to open up a wide road in the stormy waves.

Outside the secret room, there was an angry shout.

"Chen Rufeng! If you dare to subvert my prime minister's house, I will let you come back!" Li Linfu's thunderous voice came to his ears, but it made the red light in Chen Rufeng's eyes deeper.

"Like the wind... they are so many..." He was worried about their current situation.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Chen Rufeng said that he had left the secret room. Outside the messy study, there had already been a thick circle of people. Li Linfu was wearing a coat with a ferocious face, and the guests of the prime minister's mansion stood behind him. Ye Zhihang stood next to him with cold eyes. It was not until he saw the increasingly red light in Chen Rufeng's eyes that he was slightly moved.

In the face of such a large situation, Chen Rufeng was not afraid, but exuded a murderous atmosphere all over his body. He pointed the angry sword at Li Linfu and said coldly, "Take Xue Chen back."

Chen Rufeng took a step forward, immediately touched everyone's courage and couldn't help taking a step back. At this time, Yuehua Zhengming just sprinkled half of the brilliance on his face, and his maskless face was suddenly exposed.

Li Linfu didn't know why he was deterred by his momentum. He suddenly felt that he had lost his face. He was so angry that he brushed his sleeves and scolded, "Chen Rufeng, do you know how much is the charge of breaking into the prime minister's mansion and pointing his sword at the prime minister?"

"If you don't hand over Xue Chen, I want you to die on the spot!" Chen Rufeng shouted loudly, accompanied by the red light in his eyes, and the black sword spirit shot out of the blade and took Li Linfu's throat.

Ye Zhihang swept down his palm and smashed the sword, but he felt that his palm was like thunder, and he couldn't help but change his eyes and stared at Chen Rufeng in surprise.

"Is this... the devil's real power?" Ye Zhihang realized that Chen Rufeng's threat was far beyond his expectation and quickly stood in front of Li Linfu.

"Those who block me... die!"

The cold air surged, and even Pei Xinqing felt that he was creepy all over.

Black smoke rose, the wind suddenly rose, and the bear magic flame burned Chen Rufeng's whole body, as if countless magic shadows diverged out of him.

"Protect the Prime Minister and step back!" Ye Zhihang's green tendons suddenly appeared, and all the guests had never seen him like a big enemy, and they were scared by Chen Rufeng's red-blooded eyes and trembled, and quickly protected Li Linfu and retreated.

Chen Rufeng's face gradually became distorted, and he grinned. When he raised his sword, he drove a roaring sword spirit and rushed to Ye Zhihang like a black beast. Where the sword spirit passes, it brings out a dark atmosphere, as if the demon god spits out his tongue, making people dare not block its front.

Ye Zhihang's eyes condensed, and his right foot stepped out. His hands gathered his palms. The sword spirit of the magician who turned over the river and the sea was swallowed up. He did not dodge and only used his palms to resist it. Ye Ying faintly appeared under the black light of the sword spirit. When the real strength on his palms hit Chen Rufeng's sword spirit, it turned violently like a wave of anger, and both of them burst violently outside.

But the strength on Ye Zhihang's palm does not seem to be enough for the magic sword spirit of the enemy Chen Rufeng. The sword spirit has been condensing for a long time. On the contrary, it has become bigger and bigger, and it has faintly turned into a black storm, blowing Ye Zhihang's clothes and hair wildly.

Chen Rufeng looked at Ye Zhihang struggling to resist his sword spirit and sneered contemptuously. This sneer was only clear to the heart of the heart behind him, and it was like a frost that went straight into his heart. She was a little puzzled why Chen Rufeng could still carry herself so tightly when she lost her mind. She must have a deep impression of herself in her subconscious and vowed to protect herself. He didn't care that the person he hugged had become a murderer, but held him tighter, put him on his face, and stopped looking at what happened later.

"Death!" Chen Rufeng shouted and attacked with a sword when Ye Zhihang failed to fully compete with his sword spirit. The angry wind sword was black, and there was a great momentum to sweep the world, which can be said to be invincible.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Zhihang had to do his best. He resisted the sword spirit with one hand and took out the other hand to pinch his fingers, and there was a leaf shining between his fingers. With a loud shout, his hand resisting the sword spirit led out, and the leaves in his palm were full, flipping and rolling on his side. The sword spirit was like a black snake attracted by the prey, constantly moving with his palm, and the sword spirit continued to wear out until the final strength was exhausted.

The angry wind sword split at the head, and Ye Zhihang's hand pinching the leaves began to shake. The leaves turned into ten, and the leaves were endlessly separated. For a moment, countless leaves were pulled up and formed a dazzling leaf whip to meet Chen Rufeng's angry wind sword.

Although the magic sword spirit is strong, it is still not as strong as the toughness of the "vast Ye Hai" in Ye Zhihang's move "Wan Ye Xuangong". The sword spirit is constantly strangling and cutting. Chen Rufeng follows the sword, and every sword will bring the power of overturning. The black light road still can't help these leaf whips.

Ye Zhihang snorted with a smile and stroked his fingers, "Huck!"

All the whips are no longer intercepted, but reach out to Chen Rufeng like spirituality. There is still an angry wind sword that can't cut them in half. Soon, the leaf whip turned and stretched like a vine, tying Chen Rufeng's hands and feet tightly, and he could not get out no matter how he struggled.

"Ah!" Chen Rufeng was furious and pulled the whips that bound him to death. The source of the whip was from Ye Zhihang. But the harder Chen Rufeng used, the more the whips tightened his wrists and ankles.

When Li Linfu saw that Chen Rufeng was subdued, he was still a little worried. He immediately approached him with a domineering appearance and smiled, "I don't over yourself..."

Li Linfu, who originally wanted to do his best to provoke to calm the fire in his heart, suddenly choking his words and staggered back a few steps, as if he had seen a ghost.

Chen Rufeng no longer tried to struggle. Even if his hands and feet were difficult to move, he still carried Pei Xinqing firmly.

It's just that the coolness around increases instead of decreasing.

Two black rays seemed to take power from the night sky and shot out in his eyes.