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Unexpectedly, in this Xuanyuan Family's Secret Prison, I encountered the mysterious and terrifying vampire rumored about in modern times.
As I walked further, I heard a woman's desperate scream,
"Xia Huxin! Liu Yuren! Have you been locked up here too? Hahahahaha! Retribution! Retribution!"
This voice sounded familiar; it was none other than Consort Mei, who had just been imprisoned yesterday.
Huxin didn't need to see what kind of person Consort Mei was inside; just hearing her voice was enough to know the state she was in. Compared to the others here, Consort Mei at least seemed somewhat normal mentally.
Huxin and Liu Yuren continued forward, and at the end of the Secret Prison stood a white figure.
When Nalan Mingqing appeared before Huxin, it confirmed that Huxin's previous guesses were correct. However, upon seeing him, the hatred and killing intent that had accumulated in Huxin's heart merged into every inch of her skin and blood.
Nalan Mingqing sat in a wheelchair, with the pale-faced Sui Feng behind him. Sui Feng had sustained serious injuries during his fight with Mo Chuan that morning; it was a miracle he could hold on until now.
"You two are still alive? I thought I would see two decayed corpses!" Huxin said coldly, her clear eyes meeting Nalan Mingqing's bloodshot ones. This man, even if turned to ashes, she would recognize.
Nalan Mingqing maintained that seemingly innocent smile. Although his bloodshot eyes were not as bright and clear as before, there remained a purity within them that made it impossible to detect any flaws.
Nalan Mingqing remained silent, while Sui Feng spoke in a hoarse voice,
"Miss Xia, I still owe you a Mind Transmission." At this moment, Sui Feng seemed to think that Huxin could forgive both him and his master.
It was simply absurd.
Let them have their Spring and Autumn Grand Dream.
The mention of Mind Transmission made Liu Yuren raise an eyebrow. So she liked Mind Transmission; did she need someone else to teach her? Liu Yuren was second to none when it came to Mind Transmission.
This girl really didn’t need to seek far for something so close at hand.
"Mind Transmission can stay with you two in your coffins," Huxin's voice was icy. Nalan Mingqing was right in front of her; she wished she could tear him apart. But before that, she would make him taste the agony of living worse than death.
Nalan Mingqing's face was as pale as paper, his figure in the wheelchair even more frail than yesterday. Yet he remained an extremely formidable opponent; even with just a breath left, he could stir up tremendous waves.
Nalan Mingqing looked at Huxin with a faint smile, while Sui Feng's face showed only exhaustion and no other emotions.
The four of them stood at the innermost part of the Secret Prison, two pairs facing each other, all searching for the right opportunity to strike.
On the surface, it seemed that Nalan Mingqing and Sui Feng had lost their fighting capabilities; even Huxin could easily subdue both of them without any effort.
However, they had yet to fully grasp Nalan Mingqing's true abilities. In the art of war, knowing oneself and knowing the enemy leads to victory in every battle, but their understanding of Nalan Mingqing was far too limited!
“How did you get in?” Liu Yuren squinted his eyes, unable to comprehend one thing: this Xuanyuan Family's Secret Prison was impenetrable. Over the years, those outside had sent their elite fighters to rescue their masters, but none had ever succeeded.
Nalan Mingqing and Sui Feng were severely injured and could not possibly enter or exit freely. Even if they had an insider here, it was unlikely; there were numerous Hidden Guards present, with each group consisting of sixteen members. It was possible for Nalan Mingqing to bribe one person, but controlling an entire group of sixteen was utterly impossible.
Nalan Mingqing seemed to let out a light sigh; his exquisitely beautiful face bore a hint of sickly pallor as he directed a faint smile at Huxin, exuding a dangerous and murderous aura.
“General Liu must be wondering how I managed to divert the Hidden Guards here... Even if I could control one Hidden Guard, controlling a group of sixteen is akin to a fantasy. Yet, I have indeed accomplished it.” Nalan Mingqing spoke halfway, his seemingly clear yet boundlessly dark smile directed at Huxin, as if telling her that if she asked, he would reveal the answer.
Huxin coldly shifted her gaze away; if he wanted to speak, he could do so; if not, she would make him talk later.
Nalan Mingqing's smile grew increasingly strange and inscrutable.
A faint smell of blood gradually permeated the air.
The scent intensified from light to strong, slowly filling the entire Secret Prison.
Both Huxin and Liu Yuren sensed the change in atmosphere, but this Xuanyuan Family's Secret Prison had not experienced any issues for a hundred years.
In the past, the eighteen elite fighters of Mingjing Wangye and Liu Yong's five major deputies had come here. They spared no effort in ensuring the safe extraction of Mingjing Wangye and Liu Yong, even using explosives that were only available in Persia. Yet this Xuanyuan Family's Secret Prison remained unbreakable; unless Nalan Mingqing possessed extraordinary abilities!
However, the current situation indeed did not allow Huxin and Liu Yuren to be careless. They still had no idea where this intense smell of blood was coming from.
Nalan Mingqing merely watched them with a faint smile. That smile gradually morphed into something more sinister and eerie.
“I have no intention of harming you. But since you have found me, I cannot allow you to disrupt my plans. So... I must apologize in advance.”
Nalan Mingqing's voice was elegant and magnetic. He carried with him a hint of Liu Yuren's calmness and Gu Xuanhong's cunning intelligence, but more than anything else was an elusive danger that made him hard to pin down.
"Nalan Mingqing, it has been years since we last met. Your tone of voice is completely different from before. Do you really have such confidence that you can stop us?" Liu Yuren's voice carried a hint of mockery and a touch of probing.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he truly couldn't connect the person before him with the Nalan Mingqing of a few years ago.
Nalan Mingqing maintained his smile and said lightly, "General Liu is doubting my identity, isn't he? Doubts are one thing, but what evidence do you have, General? If there's no evidence, you might as well surrender quietly."
As soon as Nalan Mingqing finished speaking, Sui Feng behind him couldn't help but be taken aback.
He hadn't expected that there was more than one person doubting the young master's identity.
The current young master was indeed a completely different person from before he left Water Valley. Although the current young master was countless times stronger than before, he gave off a breathtaking feeling.
Liu Yuren's expression remained unchanged, but his voice turned three degrees colder.
"Whether you are human or ghost, if you provoke Girl, you provoke me, Liu Yuren. Girl's matters are my matters. Nalan Mingqing, even if this place is Dragon's Lair today, I won't let you gain an inch."
As Liu Yuren's words fell, Huxin cast him a disdainful glance.
He thought he was something special just because he brought her in?
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