Chapter 147 The Underground Prison
Going straight down the secret passage, the dark underground secret room sounds like a secret room, but it's actually a prison cell. The cell is equipped with an isolation formation, and there is no spiritual energy flowing in the dark space.
Hearing someone coming in, the sound of iron chains sounded.
Jing Ran couldn't wait to run over. What he saw was an old man with a long beard, ragged clothes, and a very sloppy look. The black iron chains on the old man's ribs pierced through his ribs, and his eyes looked sinister and frightening.
Jing Ran was greatly disappointed, this person is not Jing Lan.
The two continued to walk back. Among the ten eerie caves, only three were inhabited. It is conceivable that the useless prisoners no longer need cells, and they may have died.
In the second hole, a young cultivator sat inside, his ribs were also locked by black iron chains.
Jing Ran's expression changed, and he hurriedly walked back until the last hole. Jing Ran suddenly covered his mouth, and an uncontrollable anger welled up in his heart. At this moment, he finally understood what Emperor Qing meant when he said that he still has one breath.
The human skeleton inside was emaciated, its clothes were stained with dried blood, its chest was pierced by two long black iron chains, and it was lying on the ground weakly, as if it would die at any moment, but there was only one breath left.
"Snapped---"
Xie Yun opened the cell.
Jing Ran ran over in a hurry, her breathing became a little difficult, and she felt uncomfortable, as if something was slapping her hard.
Jing Ran's eyes were red, and he didn't even dare to touch the person on the ground, for fear that his touch would cut off Jing Lan's life if he was not careful. Although he had never seen it before, Jing Ran was very sure that this person was Jing Lan.
"Ayun-" Jing Ran's voice trembled.
"Don't be afraid--" Xie Yun took half a step forward, squatted on the ground, and carefully injected the power into Jing Lan's body.
Jing Ran looked at him in a daze, and a sense of sadness spread inexplicably in his heart, as if he had experienced a life-and-death farewell.
After a while, bean-sized sweat appeared on Xie Yun's forehead.
Jing Lan remained silent.
Xie Yun didn't stop transporting until the energy was exhausted, took a elixir, recovered a little bit of energy, immediately hugged Jingran and comforted him: "Don't worry, as long as there is still a breath, I can save him ."
Jing Ran nodded lightly, and said with red eyes, "Can I move now?"
Xie Yun was silent for a while, and said: "Okay, I will nourish him again later, it's no problem to move out."
Jing Ran fixed his eyes on Xie Yun: "Don't hide it, how is he doing now?"
Xie Yun sighed, hugged Jingran gently, and comforted him: "There is no major problem for the time being. He has cut off his meridian. At this time, the breath in his body is messy and his spiritual power is violent. However, there is no spiritual energy in the prison. After a long period of consumption, the riot His breath has calmed down a lot, I'll sort it out for him later, don't worry, I won't let anything happen to my father-in-law."
Jing Ran felt slightly relaxed, pinched Xie Yun lightly, and said hesitantly, "I'm not sure yet."
Xie Yun thought to himself that his wife was duplicity, not being sure was like a dead father. Of course, he would never dare to say that. Jing Lan and Jing Ran look somewhat similar, and he was basically sure that Jing Lan was his. Father-in-law, but...
