At this time, it is not the time for Qingcuo to come.
Since Huo Hengxuan had previously confirmed that he no longer needed to worry about the surveillance of the Black Armored Guards in the cell, it was obvious that Qingcuo who came over at this moment and the Slowpoke that had been hanging around in front of him for the past few days were Huo Hengxuan's men.
One or two, their acting skills are very good!
No wonder all the previous plans went so smoothly, it turns out this guy was just silently cooperating...
Chen Kuang simply didn't bother to pretend anymore, stared at Qingcuo and asked directly:
"What exactly is Huo Hengxuan planning?"
"Don't tell me he's just going to walk away and leave this mess to me?"
He pointed at Chu Wenruo and her daughter beside him and said, "This is the last legitimate bloodline of your Liang State!"
"He's been playing tricks on me for so long, planting you, or maybe even more people, next to Li Hongling. Is it just for such a hasty ending?"
Qingcuo put down the food box, took out one of the bottles of wine and placed it in front of himself.
The rest was handed into the cell as is.
He said, "This is the last meal, eat it well."
Chen Kuang laughed angrily: "Is this really the last meal of his life?"
Qingcuo shook his head and said:
"Don't waste it. You probably won't be able to eat food like this for a long time."
He paused and added seriously:
"If you want to escape Liang State with your wife and the princess, given your strength, it would be best for you to hide your identity and blend in with the fleeing refugees."
"By then, we might not even be able to eat steamed buns."
Chen Kuang: “…”
The corner of his eye twitched as he realized the meaning of Qingcuo's words.
Because he had already led the clue of the elixir of life to himself, Huo Hengxuan was taken away not for further meaningless interrogation, but for execution.
But executing Huo Hengxuan is not the end of everything, but... the beginning!
Their secret arrangements have been put into action, and the person who will ultimately carry out the task of taking the princess away is Chen Kuang!
Qingcuo glanced at him, and seeing his serious expression, he continued:
"If you see someone claiming to be a 'Tu Zheng Guan' on the street, then he is one of us and you can ask him for help."
He pointed to the food box in front of him.
Chen Kuang reached out and opened it. In addition to the food, there was also a small wooden sign about an inch square quietly placed inside.
There is a word "正" written on it.
Chen Kuang picked it up and put it away carefully.
And under the bottle of wine, there was a key... the key to the cell, the key to the handcuffs.
"Outside the Heavenly Prison, what about those two immortal masters?"
"Someone has gone to delay it."
A question popped up in Chen Kuang's mind. If someone could delay it, why wait until today?
As if seeing what he was thinking, Qingcuo explained:
"We don't have enough manpower and our cultivation is insufficient. We can only use the Blood Burning Secret Technique to forcibly improve our cultivation."
"We've spent days preparing just for this battle. There's no chance of survival. We can't afford to lose."
Chen Kuang was horrified when he heard this. This was probably no different from self-destruction...
Going there means death, but even though they knew it would mean death and had so many days to regret it, they still chose this path.
It's really tragic.
However, Chen Kuang himself wanted to use their power to escape, and had no position to sympathize or pity them. He could only sigh silently in his heart.
He opened the shackles, turned his wrists, stretched his muscles, and let out a long breath.
I finally felt a sense of relief that freedom was just around the corner.
Afterwards, Chu Wenruo and the little princess were also released by him.
Mrs. Liang's figure was as frail as a willow swaying in the wind, and her eyes were slightly red, as if caused by emotional excitement, but she pursed her lips and tried to hold it back.
The little princess squatted down stealthily, reached out and stole a chicken leg from the food box in Chen Kuang's cell, ate it clean in a few bites, and then grabbed another one.
He hid his greasy hands behind his back, looked up at the three adults in front of him with his big black eyes, looking extremely innocent.
Such a loud noise finally woke up the prisoners in other cells, and they became restless.
Someone got up and shouted eagerly, "Save me! Save me! Madam, please be kind and save me too! My ancestors have been officials for generations, and they were all loyal ministers to Daliang!"
Others cursed: "Heaven is blind! Only these two women survived, while countless others were misplaced in their loyalty. We, the aspiring people, have no choice but to die! Daliang is doomed!"
Others held onto unrealistic hopes: "The Saint... The Saint won?"
It seemed normal for him to have such a guess.
Tonight, the starlight in the sky is like a last ray of light, giving people hope.
Everyone in the prison was looking at them. Chu Wenruo quickly embraced the little princess, feeling a little flustered and at a loss.
She subconsciously turned her gaze to Chen Kuang.
Chen Kuang held Long Yin in one hand and patted Chu Wenruo's shoulder with the other, asking her to pick up the little princess.
He looked at Qingcuo: "What about you? Come with us?"
Qingcuo shook his head: "I'm not leaving. I still have things to do."
His scarlet eyes flashed, and he took out a yellowed paper crane from his arms and handed it to Chen Kuang.
Chen Kuang was slightly stunned and reached out to take it.
Qingcuo hesitated for a moment, reached out and took off his mask, revealing a pretty and pale girl's face.
He... She was no longer distracted by the vague sound, which was as clear as a yellow oriole:
"If possible, please help me bury it by the Quchun River."
Quchun River is located in the south of Liang State, at the foot of Wushu Mountain. It is a large river that runs through the two countries of Zhou and Liang.
Wu Shushan had its ridge shattered by Li Hongling's punch ten years ago.
At that time, at the foot of the mountain, beside the beautiful Quchun River, there was a small village that no one cared about and relied on the mountain for its livelihood.
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