The prince is very cruel

Zheng Congwu had thought about escaping. As long as he could get out of the Tower of Longevity, he could make Guan Ning die in any way he wanted. But he didn't find any opportunity. Under the threat, he was forced to move towards a certain direction step by step.

Suddenly, he stopped in front of a wall covered with reliefs.

"If you leave now, I will pretend nothing happened! How about it?" He turned around with an ugly expression, as if he was hiding some unspeakable secret and didn't dare to bring Guan Ning in.

"What do you think?" Guan Ning was unmoved. He was determined to find out Zheng's secret.

Zheng Congwu's face became even uglier. Just as he was about to do something, Guan Ning swung his dagger even harder.

"do not want!"

"I'll take you in, I'll take you in!"

He spoke incoherently, and a trace of suppressed murderous intent flashed in his fearful eyes. He stretched out his hand and pressed on a relief of an evil ghost.

The relief that looked ordinary to the naked eye suddenly sank and made a clicking sound.

Click, click, click...

The wall covered with reliefs of Buddha and evil spirits actually separated automatically, revealing a three-meter-wide passage with long steps inside. It was pitch black and no one knew where it led to.

Gusts of cold air blew out, making Guan Ning's hair stand on end.

"This is the underground entrance."

"What you want is in there, don't kill me." Zheng Congwu said.

Guan Ning suppressed his anxious heart and remained more cautious. After all, this place had become a forbidden area, so it was definitely dangerous.

"You go ahead!"

When Zheng Congwu heard this, his expression suddenly changed: "I can't go in!"

"The Zheng family has an ancestral precept that direct descendants are not allowed to enter here!"

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

"Are you leaving or not?" Guan Ning sneered, not believing his nonsense at all.

At this moment, Zheng Congwu panicked, his face suddenly turned fierce, and he suddenly attacked: "Let me in!"

He turned around and pushed Guan Ning hard, making a desperate attempt!

He was also a martial artist, so the push was so powerful that Guan Ning could have wiped off his neck, but Guan Ning did not do so. Instead, he grabbed Zheng Congwu's hair with one hand.

"Come in with me!"

"No!!" Zheng Congwu screamed in horror and lost his balance.

The moment the two of them entered, the huge relief stone door closed again with a click, fitting tightly together. The level of construction was so high that even people in later generations would be amazed when seeing it.

The entire first floor of the Changsheng Tower returned to peace.

At this time, in the passage, the fire basins on both sides of the pitch-black passage suddenly lit up with ghostly flames out of thin air, illuminating the way ahead.

Wow!

I saw that it was a very long staircase that led deeper into the ground. Under the dim light, it was cold and full of unknown and mystery, as if a devil's mouth was open, waiting for Guan Ning.

boom!

Zheng Congwu knelt on the ground, his face pale. "It's over, it's over."

Guan Ning narrowed his eyes, sensing something was amiss: "What's in here?"

Zheng Congwu seemed to have gone mad, shaking his head and repeating, "We can't get out, we can't get out."

"I'm asking you a question!" Guan Ning said coldly.

The touch of the cold blade brought Zheng Congwu back to his senses. With uneasy eyes, he said, "Burden beneath this ground lies the greatest secret of our Zheng family. It's the secret that has allowed our Zheng family to survive for centuries, through the succession of dynasties!"

"But there are also a lot of traps, the living come in and the dead come out."

"According to our ancestors' teachings, descendants of the Zheng family are not allowed to enter without permission."

Hearing this, Guan Ning frowned, his face slightly cold: "No wonder, you showed me the way, do you want me to die underground?"

"Now you've gotten yourself into trouble?" he said sarcastically.

Zheng Congwu's face turned the color of liver, and he roared with resentment in his eyes: "Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go."

Snapped!

A crisp slap echoed in the underground passage.

Zheng Congwu's face was red and swollen, his ears were buzzing, and he looked at Guan Ning in disbelief. He was actually slapped?