The jailers remained silent, staring at Du Qianhu to see when he would die.

"Hey... He Chengming, this old boy, is very cruel."

Du Qianhu gasped, and black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"He used the heart-breaking and pulse-breaking poison on me? Is he afraid that I won't die quickly enough?"

The jailer walking in front shook his head and said: "Du Qianhu has great martial arts skills, but we still can't give you these poisons."

Du Qianhu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there any other poison in your words?"

The jailer did not nod and took out a small brocade box from his arms.

The brocade box was opened, and a slimy pill was placed inside.

Zhao Sheng, who was hiding in the shadows outside, sniffed hard, but only smelled a faint poisonous smell.

If ordinary people came to smell it, they wouldn't be able to smell it at all.

Du Qianhu was shocked.

"Destroy the Yuan Pill? He Chengming is so cruel!"

His chest heaved and he coughed several times, coughing up a large mouthful of black blood.

"He actually wants to destroy my whole realm!!!"

Du Qianhu suddenly shouted, and his voice echoed throughout the prison.

But none of the prisoners in the prison dared to speak out.

The faces of the jailers who were blatantly planning to kill didn't even change at all.

"Du Qianhu has also used this medicine on people, so he should know its capabilities."

The jailer grinned, his smile sinister: "Don't be afraid, it will only hurt for a while, and with the heart-breaking and pulse-breaking poison, you will be able to walk very quickly.

If you have any last words, you can say them now. Don’t die in peace."

Du Qianhu covered his chest with a ferocious smile on his face.

"I just hate that I believed in this despicable person like He Chengming!

I was obviously doing something for him, but when it went wrong, he was afraid of getting into trouble, so he went to He Qiansui to file a complaint against me first.

All my eighteen cavalry are dead, but I still have to be labeled as talking nonsense and losing my mind!

My colleagues all laughed at me for being stupid and for daring to fool He Qiansui by talking about monsters!

I have been an official for many years, how could I be so stupid! It was He Chengming who framed me and insulted my wisdom all my life!

The sky has eyes, no thief will die a good death!"

Zhao Sheng, hiding in the shadows outside, sneered in his heart.

No matter how famous you are, you are not a good bird.

That day, he saw with his own eyes that Du Qianhu casually wounded the people who came out to watch the fun without blinking an eye.

Several jailers looked down at Du Qianhu with pity, but this pity was clearly laced with ridicule.

Du Qianhu was still angry at himself and kept talking until he said this sentence.

"There is also a thousand-year-old who doesn't know people well, is neither clever nor wise..."

The faces of several jailers suddenly changed, and they said fiercely: "That's enough, you can go on your way!"

Before they finished speaking, they walked up to Du Qianhu.

One person held his head, another pried open his mouth, and the other prepared to pour medicine.

These people still looked calm when Du Qianhu scolded He Chengming.

But when he only slightly expressed his dissatisfaction with He Qiansui, several people were horrified.

In this Yanjing, not even the dead can arbitrarily discuss He Qiansui!

Zhao Sheng once again felt the power of He Qiansui.

Suddenly, the iron chains in the cell shook loudly, and several figures flew out one after another, hitting the iron door, vomiting blood, and fell to the ground.

Zhao Sheng suddenly opened his eyes wide and saw the situation in the cell reversed.

I saw Du Qianhu breaking free from the iron chains binding his limbs and shaking out the iron hooks on the pipa's bones.

Just like King Ning did.

With a sinister smile on his face, he pinched the neck of the person holding the poison with one hand and wiped away the black blood from the corner of his mouth with the other hand.

"What kind of place do you think this is? This is the imperial prison of Fusi in Beizhen!

When I served here, you were still unborn in your mother’s womb!”

The jailer's eyes were horrified, his face turned red, and he was out of breath.

"I can't be locked up here!"

Du Qianhu's grin became even worse. He strangled the jailer to death, and then kicked each of the jailers on the ground, crushing their heads.

The scene was bloody and horrific.

Zhao Sheng, who was hiding in the shadows, smashed his mouth and thought it would be better to retreat first.

Du Qianhu is a seventh level martial artist, he is no match for him.

How much money do you get in a month? What are you trying to do?

Besides, he is not a prisoner.

Just as he was about to retreat and return to the dungeon, he saw Du Qianhu vomiting a mouthful of black blood, and his aura suddenly weakened a lot.

He raised his hand to support the iron pillar of the prison door, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

Could it be that he was really poisoned and he just deliberately said bad things about He Qiansui to catch the jailers off guard?

Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Du Qianhu in the cell took a moment to relax, and his chest finally calmed down.

He spat a mouthful of black blood on the jailer on the ground and walked out of the cell door.

"Lao Du, that's amazing!"

In the imperial prison, there were colleagues who knew Du Qianhu.

"Let me out quickly and I'll do it with you!"

"We performed our duties loyally for the Imperial Guard, but in the end we ended up beheading ourselves, rebelling, rebelling!"

For a time, the crowd in the prison was furious.

When Du Qianhu saw this, he smiled proudly.

This is the situation he wants.

This is a situation where death is inevitable, and he is not willing to sit back and wait for death.

If He Chengming hadn't struck too quickly and too harshly, it would have been better to wait a few more days.

By the time He Qiansui leaves the capital, the defenses in the imperial prison will surely be even more relaxed.

At that time, he will walk out of the prison door, release his colleagues who are fleeing for their lives, and run out of Yanjing together to find a place to become the king of the mountain. Wouldn't it be cool?

I was forced to take action early today.

But it doesn't matter, there are not many jailers left in the imperial prison, they are all playing cards outside, just kill them all.

"He Chengming, when I go out, I will make sure you look good!

If you still want that bastard, I will dig deep and dig deep to find out who you are, and I will pull out all eighteen generations of your ancestors and whip them to death!"

Du Qianhu's eyes were fierce and he was about to walk out of the prison door.

There was even more cheering in the prison, and only those who were not members of the Imperial Guard hid in the corner, trembling, for fear that they would be implicated.

Suddenly, the calling stopped.

A dark shadow stood in front of Du Qianhu.

Du Qianhu's eyes changed and he immediately took a few steps back.

"Who are you?"

"Aren't you digging all over the ground to find me?"

Zhao Sheng wore a cloak and a mask and laughed softly.

Du Qianhu's face changed in shock, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhao Sheng step forward like a ghost and grab his Tianling Gai.

Star-absorbing magic, activate!

Activate the Yuan-Swallowing Reverse Refining Method!

Du Qianhu felt that his true energy was being released like a flood, and his blood was rapidly drying up.
To be continued...