Chapter 1: Youthful spirit

The abyss magic prison is located in Namwon-gun.
The magic prison goes deep into the ground, like a giant beast, which is going to devour everything around it.
There is no light all year round, and it is dark and humid. The lower the light, the darker and colder it is. The deepest part is dripping into ice. When you reach out, you ca n’t see your five fingers. It ’s a candlelight. Feeling despair engulfed in darkness.
At this moment, a spiky sound, intermittent, along the dark martyrdom, came from the deepest part of the magic prison, just like a wild ghost crying at night, dujuan crying blood, making people creepy.
"Carried in Fengtian, the emperor said ..."
"Prince entered the East Palace, amnesty ..."
"Sin prisoner Chu Yan ... regained his princehood ... to Persia ... and his relatives ..."
"Departure tomorrow ..."
"This is ..."
After reading the decree, the looked proudly at the boy with his arms hung in front of him, and Pi Xiaorou did not smile, "His Royal Highness, congratulations, you have committed the crime of treason, and should have been executed by Ling Ling. You can still get forgiveness. Your old slave is very envious of your good luck. "
His Royal Highness spoke of congratulations and envy, but the ridicule and ridicule of that discourse could even be heard by a fool.
"Oh? Really?" Darkness, Chu Yan bowed his head, his hair fell, covering his cheeks, so that people could not see his expression, but this did not prevent his voice from coming out, "Why am I rebellious, Wu Xiaoming, Father Wu, aren't you clear? "
"What are you talking about? Give me a break!" The named Wu Xiaoming heard a sudden change in his face, as if a cat with a tail on his tail, jumped up and screamed sharply, and hurried to the jailer and guard who accompanied him. Looking over, I'm afraid they have any clue.
Chu Yan chuckled and said lightly: "I entered Zhenwu Realm at the age of six, and I fist bare-handed in Qingcheng Mountain, killing 26 wolves and keeping the people safe."
"Eight-year-old entered the realm of Wushu. In Luoyue Valley, one person and one sword killed three gangsters. He killed 660 black bandit gangsters, and opened the northwest commercial road in Nanyuan County, benefiting millions of families."
"When he was eleven years old, he entered the real military realm three times, one person and one shot, and calmed the Northwest Forces Rebellion. A total of 3,418 people were killed in the chaos. The Crown Prince. "
"When he was fourteen years old, he entered the real military realm with four folds, and the border was filled with smoke. He led the division of the national tiger and wolf in Nanyuan County, defended the enemy beyond the national gate, seized the flag and defeated the army, and then commanded the North. After three hundred thousand enemies, they invaded the capital of the Persian capital, forcing its emperor to abdicate and take the initiative. "
"I'm sixteen this year, and I can live after conspiracy. As my father-in-law said, my luck is really good."
During this period, Wu Xiaoming paled and drank countless times to keep Chu Yan silent, but his sharp yelling and cursing, in the face of Chu Yan's faint voice and intonation, seemed like a praying mantis blocking the car. It had no effect at all.
With Chu Yan's narration, Wu Xiaoming's face became increasingly ugly.
When the words of Chu Yan fall, the needle drop can be heard inside the cell.
Although he was still locked by a chain at the moment, wearing a thin and worn prison uniform, a year of detention led to weight loss, but at this moment, a tiger-like momentum broke out, shocking everyone in the cell!
Wu Xiaoming's face was getting more and more ugly, his chest was violently undulating, and his eyes were full of rashness and confusion, stuttering: "Chu Yan, don't talk nonsense, thinking that you have restored the identity of the prince, I am afraid of you, You, the offender, commit treason, fornication ... "
Wu Xiaoming's words were not finished. Chu Yan, who had been holding his head down, suddenly looked up at him.
A pair of eyes, as bright as the stars, as deep as the night, suddenly seemed to illuminate the deepest prison in this magic prison.
That look, like the blade's throat, instantly made Wu Xiaoming breathless.
Instantly, the fear turned into a cold forest, like lightning, crackling, crawling along Wu Xiaoming's spine, scaring his blood to freeze, his hands and feet were cold.
"I am supported by all nations, all courtiers are served, and no one has the prestige of the military. The crown prince has been captured as soon as possible. This throne belongs to me sooner or later. In this case, why should I win in the army, and the class returns to the celebratory banquet to kill the king and father? , Seeking to usurp the throne. Wu Xiaoming, isn't it clear why?
The last sentence was no longer a question but a savory drink. If Ruo Chunlei blew up, in a flash, Wu Xiaoming and everyone present were shocked, his ears buzzing and his spirits stunned.
When the crowd was shocked, Chu Yan slowly stood up.
Suddenly, he gave people a straight back, like a javelin, piercing the sky!
As if a year's abyss of prison didn't destroy him, he sharpened his sharper edge, and pierced the cave all day!
"Unlock!" Chu Yan groaned, and the jailer next to him chuckled, unable to think of any resistance, and took out the key of the chain.
"No, don't--" Wu Xiaoming froze for a moment, returning to God, shocked to the soul, and apparently forgot the purpose of the trip.
His voice didn't fall, and a click came from the air, locking the chains of Chu Yan's limbs, and he fell.
"Say I'm lucky, but no matter how good you are, it's not Wu Gonggong." Chu Yan walked towards Wu Xiaoming. "Because I exposed my crime of treason on the same day, a little who is not known, now also Soaring into the sky. "
Seeing the other person's mouth smile, Wu Xiaoming's eyes fluttered, Wu Xiaoming's facial features were twisted in horror, step by step, and stepped back hard: "No, no, that is Her Majesty and the second prince ---"
Before he finished speaking, he hurriedly reached over his mouth, his eyes twitched, and he wished to swallow the words he had just said.
If such a big secret is passed out from one's own mouth, it will not know how to die.
Chu Yan smiled slightly, seems to have expected, the next moment, raised his hands to slap over.
Between Wu Xiaoming, he felt a strong wind approaching him, even choking him.
He turned his head subconsciously, and he saw a palm growing bigger and bigger in his pupils until he occupied the whole eye.
boom!
The loud sound seemed to fall to the ground with a hundred pounds of hammer.
Wu Xiaoming's entire face crooked into the air, half of the teeth in his mouth fell off the gums, blood mixed with drool and broken teeth, and flew out of his mouth like a heavenly girl.
He slammed into the wall next to him, Wu Xiaoming's body was close to the wall and fell slowly.
And the wet and slippery wall surface exploded a shocking blood flower.
The jailer and the guard who were just around the corner were about to stare out of the eye sockets at this moment. They took a breath of cold air, their faces were pale, and they stepped back without hesitation.
Looking down at Wu Xiaoming, half of his face was covered with blood, Chu Yan's mouth was still slightly tilted, as if he was really happy for the other party: "If I hadn't been poisoned, now my power is far less than the original one hundred One-third, you are now a dead person. Father Gong, do you think you are lucky? "
At this moment, Wu Xiaoming was covered with blood, and only felt that his head was buzzing, as if hundreds of crazy bees were scurrying around, Venus was in front of him, and his mouth was full of strong and sweet smell.
Across the blurred vision in front of him, he faintly saw Chu Yan's torn prisoner uniform, took over the black cloak brought by the guard, and at once, the whole person seemed to blend into the darkness around him.
Then he felt that one of the other's feet had stepped on his face, and he seemed to step on his head into the ground.
Fear and remorse filled the heart of this old at this moment.
"Grandpa Wu, save you a life and go back and tell the guy sitting in the throne."
Envious of his own son-in-law, worried about threatening his throne, and even at the expense of planting mischief, that person is no longer worthy of being called his father.
The tone of Chu Yan is still faint, as always.
"One year ago, the country of Persia was all mine. How can it become like this now? I don't bother to care about it, but if I want to be the object of my kin, I must agree to three conditions."