Eternal gate

Under the moon, the imperial capital was bustling with activity.

Zhao Yun was like a gust of wind, walking through the shadows, his heart pounding.

If nothing unexpected happens, my mother can be rescued tonight, and it won't take long. Just give him a quarter of an hour.

He was very fast and arrived soon.

"Stop."

The imperial shadow guards outside the torture tower shouted loudly.

This is the direct lineage of the Ziyi Hou. Except for the emperor and the Ziyi Hou, they will not listen to anyone's orders. Naturally, Hongyuan and Hongque are not included. There are also imperial concubines who have the right to mobilize the Imperial Shadow Guard during special periods.

Zhao Yun said nothing and took the traffic order casually.

When the gatekeeper saw this, he immediately got out of the way.

This is the rule set by the punishment tower. It only recognizes tokens but not people.

Zhao Yun wore a black robe and stepped in.

Upon entering, you can see pagodas one after another, some big and some small, some high and some low. Each of the torture towers contains serious prisoners. Under each torture tower, there are also strong men guarding them, as well as patrolling guards. Team after team went back and forth, seamlessly connecting, and it was impossible for anyone to escape their detection.

Here, hiding and invisibility are ineffective.

Except for the pass token of the punishment tower, it is difficult for anyone to use it.

"What an injustice!"

Zhao Yun walked along and heard many cries of injustice.

In addition, there were angry howls coming from the torture towers, resounding through the dark night.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun was as fast as a thunderous thunderbolt.

Time was running out, and he didn't have time to take a peek inside the torture tower.

But he knew that this world was very extraordinary, hiding an immortal formation, an almost perfect immortal formation.

Even if Hongyuan is trapped here, he may not be able to come out alive.

This is one of the reasons why for so many years, no one dared to break into the torture tower of the imperial capital. Even if they could get in, they might not be able to get out. Even if they could get out of the torture tower, they might not be able to get out of the imperial capital.

The torture tower where my mother was imprisoned was the tallest and largest.

Those who can be locked up in this torture tower are not ordinary prisoners.

But his mother was imprisoned on the ninth floor, which showed how much Zi Yihou valued his mother. To this day, he didn't know what secrets her mother was involved in, and she was actually imprisoned in the highest-level torture tower.

While he was talking, he had arrived at the foot of the torture tower.

"Token."

The strong man guarding here said lightly.

Zhao Yun casually showed the pass. This thing cannot be forged. Whether it is true or false can be seen at a glance.

"The high priest's token."

The guards saw it and recognized it instantly.

The three pass tokens are not the same. You can tell who belongs to them just by looking at the token.

He doesn't ask too many questions, and he doesn't ask questions that shouldn't be asked.

As the saying goes, only recognize the brand but not the person.

Buzz!

Before Zhao Yun could enter the torture tower, he saw someone walking out of the torture tower.

It's the Peach Fairy.

Zhao Yun was not surprised by this.

The single phoenix hibiscus and the double phoenix peach blossom are both famous all over the world. The relationship between the peach fairy and her mother must be good. They come to visit every once in a while. She borrows the pass from the imperial concubine.

Seeing Zhao Yun, Fairy Tao nodded politely.

After taking three or two steps, she looked back and felt that Zhao Yun's back looked familiar.

Zhao Yun has entered the torture tower and is going up the stairs.

Every time he reaches a floor, he can't help but take a look.

On the first floor, a big man was imprisoned.

On the second floor, there is an old man who is blind.

On the third floor, there is an old woman with white hair who is nearing the end of her life.

The fourth floor....

He didn't stop until he reached the seventh floor, and when he looked inside, he saw a three- to five-year-old child with silver hair sitting there chewing the spiritual fruit. When he looked, the silver-haired child smiled at him.

"Dao Wuhen's child?" Zhao Yun secretly whispered in his heart.

This was his first feeling when he saw the silver-haired child. The child's eyes were very similar to Dao Wuhen's.

After closing his eyes, he went straight to the eighth floor.

The person imprisoned on the eighth floor is a poor old man who is very old.

This old man seemed to be out of his mind. He was sharpening his knife in the middle of the night. When Zhao Yun looked at him, he even smiled at Zhao Yun. His hair was too messy and he couldn't see his dignity clearly. All he could see was that his eyes were cold and dead, and sometimes there was a hint of ghostliness. The light flashed, and his smile was terrifying. His laughter flowed from the corners of his mouth. He stared at Zhao Yun as if he were staring at a prey. After that, he even licked his scarlet tongue. He was obviously a person, but at first glance he looked like a prey. Li Gui, even if it is Zhao Yun, there is a cool breeze.

Without looking too much, he went up to the ninth floor and gently opened the door.

My mother was there, sitting alone in a daze, reflecting the flickering candlelight.

Seeing Zhao Yun come in, she subconsciously raised her eyes and stood up. Her dim eyes were filled with mist for an instant. As a mother, how could she not recognize her child? There was no need to ask, no need to see the true face, just a glance. With just two eyes, you can recognize that this is family love that is thicker than water.

But she never expected that Zhao Yun would come here.

Because she didn't expect it, she was stunned. Tonight was the first time she saw her child since she was captured.

Shh!

Zhao Yun put his finger in front of his mouth and made a gesture to stop talking.

There are people guarding every floor of the torture tower, just in case my mother gets too excited and blurts out his name.

"Yun'er."

Furong's delicate body trembled, and her eyes burst into tears.

"It's me." Zhao Yun choked, tears streaming down his face, and he couldn't stop crying. Since coming to Tianzong, this is the first time he has truly seen his mother. She is haggard and thinner than he remembered.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm saving my mother."

Zhao Yun hurriedly wiped away his tears, opened his eyes, and looked at his mother's whole body.

Finally, he grabbed his mother's hand and sucked out an illusory talisman from her palm. This was a restriction and was connected to the ninth floor of the torture tower. Once the talisman left the ninth floor, the torture tower would automatically warn .

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun printed the illusory talisman on the table.

Then, he turned his hand and took out the ice jade coffin, completing a whole set of actions in one go.

"Yun'er..."

"Mother, please sleep for a while."

Zhao Yun smiled, and with a flick of his hand, he sent his mother into a deep sleep and placed her in the ice jade coffin.

He used a lot of spells to seal the ice jade coffin tightly, and then stuffed the magic ring into it.

After doing this, he turned around and went out.

From the time he entered the ninth floor to the time he left the ninth floor, there were only a dozen moments before and after.

"So fast?"

The people guarding the ninth floor raised their eyebrows when they saw Zhao Yun coming out.

However, they didn't pay much attention to it. Each of them held an ancient scroll and immersed himself in studying it.

Go down to the eighth floor.

Zhao Yun entered the seventh floor.

He had previously told Dao Wuhen that if he could enter the torture tower, he would rescue the people on the seventh floor.

Shh!

Just as he walked in, Zhao Yun made such a gesture.

The silver-haired child was very sensible and said nothing. He looked at Zhao Yun with big round eyes, confused.

Zhao Yun flicked his hands and sent the silver-haired child to sleep.

Just like his mother, he sucked out an illusory talisman from the palm of the silver-haired child.

It's done, printed on the wall.

Another ice jade coffin was brought out by him.

Although the mother was lying in the coffin, the child was not big enough to fit inside.

After sealing the ice jade coffin, he turned around and walked away, all the way down to the torture tower.

As soon as he came out of the torture tower, he bumped into someone not far away.

Zhao Yun frowned when he saw it. It was Yin Ming who also came to the punishment tower.

The person with the strangest eyes was the person guarding the torture tower.

It's really lively tonight. There's the Peach Fairy in the front, holding the imperial concubine's token; there's this man in black behind, holding the high priest's token; and now there's another one, and it's Yin Zhou's grandson Yin Ming, who should have taken the purple-clothed marquis's token. Since guarding the execution tower, this was the first time he had seen three passes appear on the same day.

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Two chapters today.