My disciples are all geniuses

In the dark prison, the sound of whipping continued to be heard, and beneath that sound there was a faint whine of pain.

In a prison, three people were hung in the air, their bodies were covered with glaring bloodstains, their skin and flesh were beaten to pieces, and the bones could be vaguely seen under the flesh and blood, and blood flowed from the wounds to the ground.

On the other side of the prison, a middle-aged man in official uniform was sipping tea, his face expressionless, but his eyes were gloomy and sharp.

"Who is the person who helped you all the way?"

He asked the same question again.

The three men were hung by chains on their limbs, their faces pale, even if they had the cultivation of the Transcendent Realm, but they were now extremely weak under such torture.

The man in the middle moved his mouth slightly and made a weak but mocking sound.

"Liang Feng, you haven't woken up yet?"

The person who helped them avoid the imperial soldiers was naturally Xu Anding, the half-moon prince. He was the only person on their side who was still standing in the open, but only Yang Feixue's team knew that Xu Anding was one of their own.

Liang Feng poured the hot tea on the ground.

"Think about it, there are only a few people."

The only man in the prison who could still speak sneered: "The one who failed in the end must be you."

There was another man standing next to Liang Feng. He shouted in a deep voice: "Zhu Yang! What's the point of you holding on? It's better to tell the truth. Lord Liang might let you go if he is in a good mood!"

"Wu Jian, you will not die well!"

Although Zhu Yang was weak, his voice was full of hatred.

It was this traitor in front of him who betrayed their position!

Wu Jian said coldly: "You are too naive. At this point, you still think that Yang Feixue can turn the tide? It's a foolish dream."

"When did you betray me!"

Hearing Zhu Yang's question, Wu Jian glanced at Liang Feng who was drinking hot tea beside him, and said indifferently: "From the beginning, I didn't intend to help you."

What a mouthful of nonsense.

Zhu Yang's eyes were ferocious, and he could naturally see that the other party just chose to betray because he felt that there was no hope. In recent years, his hiding place was often found, and it must be this person who tipped off!

Zhu Yang stared at the man, his bloodshot eyes were full of resentment and hatred, and he wished that he could cut the man in front of him into pieces!

Traitors are always the most hateful.

Being stared at by that terrible gaze, Wu Jian also felt cold in his heart, but at this moment he couldn't escape, because Liang Feng was still sitting beside him, he could only stand there with a cold face.

After a long time, Liang Feng stood up, patted the wrinkled corners of his clothes, and turned away.

"Get rid of them."

"Yes."

Liang Feng no longer felt that Zhu Yang and the other two were of any use. They would not reveal any information, and they could not become hostages to threaten Yang Feixue.

Their purpose was to overturn the current situation, and they all held the awareness of death.

Finally, a flash of knife light flashed in the prison, and then blood splashed, adding a few more bloodstains to the dark and damp cell.

The Palace of Mental Cultivation in the Imperial Palace.

Liang Feng walked straight in. All the servants were not surprised by this, and they dared not to care. This was the only one in the palace who did not need to abide by the rules.

After entering the Palace of Mental Cultivation, Liang Feng's eyes fell on the man in dragon robe who was reviewing the memorials.

"Your Majesty, why don't you rest?"

"Today's affairs are numerous."

The man in dragon robe did not look up, nor was he surprised by Liang Feng's arrival. He just focused on the memorials in his hand.

Liang Feng approached with an indifferent look: "Yang Feixue is about to arrive in the capital."

The dragon-robed man looked at the memorial with a gleam of brilliance in his eyes, but he looked very calm. He asked calmly: "So what?"

Liang Feng did not rush to answer, but walked to a chair and sat down.

"There has always been someone helping her behind her. Your Majesty, who do you think it is?"

"I don't know."

"I have suspected many people, but the most likely one is Xu Anding, the Half Moon Marquis." Liang Feng stroked his ring finger, his expression was calm and without any abnormality.

The dragon-robed man put away the memorial he had read and took another roll. He asked calmly: "Since you know it is the Half Moon Marquis, why don't you catch him?"

"It's just a suspicion, there is no evidence." Liang Feng said in a normal tone: "However, I think there is someone hiding at the back, who has been helping Yang Feixue for the past two years."

In the past two years, when Yang Feixue was caught countless times, he would always encounter unknown obstacles. He had noticed it a long time ago, but he had never found the person hiding at the back.

The man in the dragon robe seemed a little surprised and said, "Oh? It seems that we need to clean up the forces again."

"Haha, I think so too."

Liang Feng laughed.

The two talked about many state affairs again.

Until midnight.

"Your Majesty, please rest early. I will leave first."

"Yes."

Just as Liang Feng was about to step out of the door, he suddenly stopped and turned back expressionlessly.

"Your Majesty, who do you think is the person hiding at the end?"

The man in the dragon robe raised his head for the first time and said, "I naturally can't guess who even you can't guess."

"Haha, Your Majesty, please rest early."

"Yes."

Liang Feng left then. After walking out of the door, his eyes were gloomy, like a bone scraper, as if his sight was enough to skin people alive.

Who is it?

Is it him?

After a long time, the man in dragon robe in Yangxin Hall put down the memorial, and an old eunuch walked out from behind.

"His Majesty."

The man in the dragon robe handed a paper letter to the old eunuch and said, "Hurry."

"According to the order."

Wind blew under the old eunuch's feet, and his figure instantly disappeared into the hall.

The man in the dragon robe walked out of the hall, looked at the crescent moon with only a corner visible in the dark clouds, his eyes were deep, and he finally let out a long sigh.

Late at night at Yin Shi, Ban Yue Wang Mansion.

In the prince's mansion, Xu Anding was sitting alone in the secret room, and he opened his eyes when there was a slight collision sound beside him.

Xu Anding took out a piece of stone protruding from the wall, and then pulled out a roll of letter paper from the groove. His eyes scanned the information on it, and he immediately stood up and opened the secret passage.

Click click click.

Xu Anding walked along the secret passage for a long time, and finally arrived at an abandoned temple outside the palace. The two were far apart, and generally no one would come to this abandoned temple.

"Master Hou."

Several black shadows appeared behind.

"Has everything been arranged?"

"The Imperial Guards in the north of the Imperial Palace City have been replaced and all personnel have been summoned."

A fierce look appeared in Xu Anding's eyes, like a ferocious wolf hunting in a moonlit night. This look had never appeared since he left the battlefield, and now it appeared again.

This is the last and only chance.

"Set off."

"yes!"