Chapter 16: Encounter with the Crown Prince Again

  Inside the short corridor, the lights were bright and the entire corridor was only twenty meters long, but there were fourteen guards wearing iron floating imperial guard uniforms walking back and forth. Such a defense, not to mention people, even if a fly flew in, it would be crowded. The only way to get in is to take out all fourteen of them. First, don't say whether Qing Xia has the skill or ability, but after taking out these people, will they notice the people above and bring more guards? It's a huge problem.

  Time slowly passed, just as Qing Xia was about to give up in despair and rush in to fight hard, a series of footsteps sounded behind her. Qing Xia quickly straightened her body and hid in the dark shadow of the lamp post, holding her breath.

  The two people in front were walking and chatting, they were the two who were locked out by Qing Xia before. Behind them, there were six soldiers wearing the same Iron Floating Pavilion military uniform following closely.

  A bold plan suddenly came to mind, Qing Xia's heart was thrilled, and he took out several prepared stones from his pocket, silently counting down the countdown. Suddenly, with a loud noise, it flew out, and the man walking in front stumbled and fell to the ground. The torches on both sides were immediately knocked over. Qing Xia quickly flashed behind the last person's back. The dagger was suddenly swung out and inserted into the artery. The man only twitched once and immediately died.

  "What's going on? What happened?" The darkness all around, someone ran towards the dimly lit tunnel from the brightly lit corridor, shouting loudly.

  The man who fell down muttered: "Vice Commander Qian asked us to deliver food, I tripped and fell, it's nothing."

  "Password!" The people in the corridor were on full alert, shouting loudly.

  "Long live the Crown Prince!" the man replied.

  It seems that the two parties didn't know each other, Qing Xia couldn't help but feel relieved. At this moment, she quickly took off the clothes of the soldier who was killed and put them on under her black night-walking clothes. Although they were very big, there was an inner layer of clothing, which made them fit quite well. She buttoned up the man's Xuan Tie hat, and at this moment, Qing Xia looked exactly like a small soldier from the Iron Floating Tower.

  The corpse was dragged to a dark and secluded place, which is a blind spot for the eyes. If you don't walk over and take a closer look, you won't notice it at all. Obviously, the people who built this place were also experts, as it's located more than 100 meters underground. Even if the ventilation holes are well-made, the air will still be insufficient, so it's not possible to light fires everywhere. There are only a few torches in the tunnel, making it naturally dim. However, in order to keep an eye on the crown prince, a brightly lit corridor was set up, with a large number of guards keeping watch 24/7. As long as you approach the prison cell, you must pass through this corridor, which guarantees safety.

  The lights in the tunnel were quickly lit up, and everyone was a bit depressed by this sudden change, nor did they care whether the guards behind them could keep up.

  The password was correct, and the people in the corridor didn't speak to these men again, but continued to patrol back and forth, without any relaxation of their vigilance. It seemed that this kind of patrol was also arranged, to prevent the guards from becoming lax or falling asleep, or being put under the enemy's spell. As long as one person stopped, it could be confirmed that someone had been there.

  Qing Xia closely followed the food delivery guard, a row of people walking in the middle of the corridor, without arousing any suspicion. Although the corridor was not long, Qing Xia's palms were sweating, because at this moment, if she was discovered, she would be surrounded and attacked. Moreover, she had secretly checked that there were thin ropes at the corner of the wall lamp, leading to the upper part of the dark hole, which didn't need much thought to know what they were used for. If she had forced her way in earlier, it would have triggered an attack from the entire Tian Prison guard, as well as the nearby military camp. Whether she could escape or not was still unknown, let alone Prince An.

  Qing Xia carefully followed a few people from behind, her movements were very skillful and not too close, slightly keeping a distance. Because the corridor guards and the food delivery guards, although they didn't know each other, were after all part of the Iron Floating Pavilion's Imperial Guard, wearing the same uniforms. So if the front food delivery guard turned his head back, she would wander around to the sides, making them think she was one of the corridor guards. If the corridor guards looked over, she would follow the people in front, and they would think she was there to deliver food. In this way, both groups didn't exchange a word, but both thought she was one of their own, Qing Xia was actually in the most dangerous safe zone.

  At the end of the corridor, the man at the front showed his token and the gate was opened with a creak. Inside was a dimly lit long corridor without even half a guard in sight.

  Qing Xia whispered a voice, "Heaven helps me", the big door behind her had just closed, she instantly flashed up, covered the man's mouth in front of her, and the dagger was inserted instantly. The man didn't even hum a sound, and fell down softly. With light hands and feet, Qing Xia quickly put down the man's body and rushed to another person.

  Silently took down the five guards. The two men in front, who seemed to be the leaders, still had no inkling of what was happening. This series of actions didn't rely on luck; Qing Xia had practiced them thousands of times before and now executed them with ease. What was needed was exceptional martial arts skills, extraordinary courage, utmost caution, and ample wisdom.

  "We're here, open the front door." The man in the very front said in a low voice.

  "Yes." Qing Xia responded loudly and walked forward, opening the last large door with a creak.

  "En," the man nodded, raised his head and inadvertently swept Qing Xia with a glance. At first, he didn't notice, but immediately jumped up like a corpse, shouting loudly: "Who are you?"

  However, before he could make a move, Qing Xia's right hand suddenly shot out and grabbed the man's neck, causing a cracking sound of bones shifting, and the man fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.

  Someone... The words "jailbreak" hadn't even left his lips when the man crashed to the ground. Qing Xia walked over to the corpse, pulled out the dagger lodged in his throat, wiped it on the man's clothes twice, and stood up, taking the food box and keys from the man's hand as he headed deeper into the prison.

  The prison cell here is really worlds apart from the one Qing Xia was in initially, but unfortunately Qing Xia doesn't have even a bit of appreciation for it at this moment. A large central hall appears before her eyes, with all sorts of torture instruments sparkling inside, and the floor is stained with blood, filled with a bloody smell.

  Qing Xia furrowed her brow, this was a top-secret prison cell, and the only one being held here was Crown Prince An. Why were there torture devices? Had Chu Li actually dared to defy heaven and earth by using torture on the crown prince? As she thought about it, a sudden noise came from the room next door, Qing Xia's brow furrowed tightly. Logically speaking, this place shouldn't have anyone guarding it. Firstly, the guards outside were already extremely strict, and secondly, due to Crown Prince An's special status, this area should be an absolute restricted zone. So who was the person inside?

  He cautiously approached, the door was not locked, it wasn't Qi Taizi. Qing Xia carefully pushed open the door and saw a fat body lying on the bed, the red-bearded fierce old man with a big mouth, fast asleep. It turned out to be this ruthless guy, who hadn't been taught a lesson in the great prison before, and naturally didn't need to show mercy again here, Qing Xia slowly walked over, a cold light flashing in his eyes, his hand rose and fell, and Shen Yintian's fat head fell to the ground.

  Recalling this guy's cruel means, Qing Xia felt a wave of anxiety in her heart and quickly ran to the final destination along the corridor beside the central hall.

  The key was inserted into the iron lock, and with a click, the iron lock fell to the ground. The figure on the stone bed inside stirred slightly, and the blood-soaked body suddenly emitted a strong killing intent. He slowly raised his head, and his eyes shot out like knives, pinning themselves firmly on Qing Xia's small body.

  Qing Xia let out a sigh, and a nameless fire rose in her heart. Chu Li was indeed reckless and unscrupulous, without any sense of justice. Since they had already decided to negotiate with Da Qi, how could he still treat the Crown Prince An so cruelly? Her eyes cold and stern, Qing Xia removed her Xuan Tie helmet, unable to bear looking at the severely injured Crown Prince of Qi.

  "It's me."

  A gentle voice echoed in the air, and Prince An's eyes widened in an instant, looking at Qing Xia in a guard uniform with an unbelievable expression. A complex look flashed by, leaving only great shock and incredulity. The wounded Prince An finally couldn't bear the astonishment in his heart, and exclaimed: "Qing Xia?"