When Yue Guan saw Yan Taihong appear, his face darkened, and his tone said with a hint of murderous intent: "Yan Taihong, how did you talk to me, don't forget your identity."

"Supreme Elder, you are joking. How could I forget your identity? Didn't I salute you?"

As he said that, Yan Taihong bowed slightly, bowed to Yue Guan, and said, "Now the ceremony is over, I should say what I have. Supreme Elder, if you dare to take my nephew away, I will tell the Lord Ji Lingyun about this matter directly. If you cross the steward, you will probably go to the execution hall to go."

Yue Guan looked at Yan Taihong with murderous intent, knowing that there was no way to take Yan Qingtian away today, and immediately snorted coldly: "Yan Taihong, I hope you will send Yan Qingtian to the master to apologize, otherwise, I will go and complain in person. This time, I will remember you."

Leaving a threatening word, Yue Guan didn't even look at Yan Taihong, grabbed Chen He and left directly.

Yan Taihong was relieved when he saw Yue Guan leaving, turned his head and looked at Yan Qingtian and said, "Qingtian, Mr. Su, have you entered the prison for death?"

Yan Qingtian didn't say anything, just nodded, looked at the death prison, and sighed quietly in his heart.

When Su Luo enters the death prison, it is really a dilemma of life and death. Whether he can come out of the death prison alive depends entirely on Su Luo's own luck.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

After Su Luo stepped into the vortex, he suddenly felt a dizzy turn, and then the space around him was inexplicably twisted and changed. He seemed to be floating in the air, and he was like a rootless duckweed.

This feeling is inexplicable, and it makes people feel at a loss. I don’t know how long it took, maybe a few hours, or maybe a few seconds passed.

When Su Luo was down to earth again, he immediately noticed a violent cold wind that whistled in, rolling the wind and sand in the anime sky.

The vast wind and sand covered the sky and the sun, and it was vast. In just a moment, there was a thick layer of yellow sand on his body.

The whole sky is dark and very depressing.

Su Luo took a deep breath, feeling a little uncomfortable for a while, and his heart seemed to be suppressed by something, feeling very uncomfortable.

This is the prison of death!

Depression, darkness, death, desolation, despair... The air is filled with many breaths, making people unable to see any light.

Stepping into this place, all that awaits you is despair.

Su Luo's eyes swept around and his heart suddenly understood why Yan Qingtian and Zhang Yuting persuaded him not to die in prison.

All kinds of negative emotions seemed to be permeating the air, and even his thoughts seemed to have been affected by some influence, becoming a little violent.

Su Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and his true energy shook, shaking all the yellow sand on his body. He did not rush to leave, but instead glanced at everything around him and observed.

At the same time, when Su Luo was observing the surroundings, in another direction of the death prison, a house built of stones.

An old man who looked sick and might die at any time sat on a stone chair, and in front of him, there was also a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's face was full of resoluteness, and his national character face was covered with weather, but he could feel a hint of arrogance.

If Su Luo was here, he would definitely find that the middle-aged man looked very similar to him, and even if he was younger, he would be almost not much different from him.

He is Su Zhantian!

The eldest son of the Su family back then was the most outstanding genius.

But no one expected that Su Zhantian would be in the prison of death, and even Taoist Suiyun didn't know that he only knew that Yan Wubing was in the prison of death, and he didn't even know that Su Luo's father was also in the prison of death.

Su Zhantian is here, so the old man around him is naturally Yan Wubing.

At this moment, Su Zhantian was sitting on the stone bench, holding a chess piece in his hand, reluctant to make a move, his face with a hint of solemnity.

"Son-in-law, what's wrong with you?"

The old man Yan Wubing turned his eyes on Su Zhantian, his voice feeling weak.

Su Zhantian is Xue Hongyou's husband. He is an old servant of Xue Hongyou's family. Naturally, the name Su Zhantian is his son-in-law.

Su Zhantian shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I suddenly felt a little whim just now, as if something important had appeared. However, this feeling was fleeting, maybe it was just my illusion!"

Immediately afterwards, Su Zhantian shook his head, his eyes fell on Yan Wubing, and said, "Old Master Yan, when will we be able to leave? It has been more than 20 years. I have been here for more than 20 years. I don't know when I will see Hongyou again, and my son, and I don't know whether he is dead or alive."

Speaking of this, Su Zhantian sighed. There were two people he had been sorry for in his life. The first was his wife Xue Hongyou, and the second was his son Su Luo.

When Su Luo was born, the Su family encountered a catastrophe. In desperation, he could only entrust Su Luo to his brother Suiyun Taoist and ask him to take care of him. Because of his unscrupulous reason, he and Yan Wubing were admitted to the death prison.

Now more than twenty years have passed, he doesn't know whether his son Su Luo is dead or alive.

"Son-in-law, don't worry! The young master has a good fortune, and he will definitely be fine." Yan Wubing said.

Su Zhantian took a deep breath and said, "Old Master Yan, can I really not be able to see Hongyou?"

Yan Wubing sighed and said, "Son-in-law, with your current strength, if you can't see a lady, not only will you not see her, but you may also cause death to the lady and yourself. Now, the only thing you can do is stay in the prison of death. If the lady can take power, she will come to find you, the son-in-law."

When Su Zhantian heard this, he sighed lightly. He wanted to rush out of the death prison to find his wife and son, but he knew that if he rushed out, he would only bring disaster to his son and wife.

Because the people who destroyed the Su family back then were very big, and his wife was also very big, many people didn't want him to live in this world. If his wife hadn't tried to save her, he would have been dead.

The reason why he stayed in the prison of death was because he was worried about these things, so he was willing to stay here, hoping that one day he could find his wife and son openly and honestly.

"Son-in-law, don't worry, the lady and the young master are definitely fine, don't worry!" Yan Wubing comforted him, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He knew this was very difficult, and he knew even more about how powerful the power behind his lady was. Su Zhantian might never see his wife in his life.

Unless one day Xue Hongyou is in charge of the overall situation, it may be possible.

But finding this is harder than climbing to the sky.
Chapter completed!