7551. Chapter 7551 Wu Wang 9

"So that's how it is." Leng Xuan's heart sank, and his eyes immediately locked on the door. Immediately, he moved his mind, and the Chiwu Sword was immediately summoned, flying towards the door. However, to his surprise, when the Chiwu Sword was about to fall on the door, it seemed to be blocked by something in the air and could not move forward. Seeing this, Leng Xuan retracted the Chiwu Sword and turned his target to the roof. However, the result was the same as before.

"Fellow Daoist Leng, your advice is still a waste of time, so you should find a way to save your friend as soon as possible."

Hearing Jia Wei's gloating voice, Leng Xuan gritted his teeth. "Brother He, hold on." After he finished speaking, he put one hand on He Zhichun's shoulder, and the true energy in his body was continuously input into the other's body to help him resist the pressure. A moment later, with his assistance, He Zhichun's complexion finally improved, and the bleeding was stopped.

He Zhichun's injury was no longer serious, but Leng Xuan's brows never relaxed. The current situation is not only dangerous, but also very tricky. First of all, he can't escape from this room. I don't know what's so weird about this room that it cuts off his connection with the outside world.

This means that if he can't escape, he will be trapped here forever. And those people outside, even if Long Lingzi knows where he is, he can't help himself. Because in this small world, no one can come in except himself.

"What should I do?" He lowered his head and thought about countermeasures secretly. At this moment, his mind suddenly had a slight fluctuation. "This is..." Leng Xuan's eyes lit up. He almost forgot that although he and He Zhichun were imprisoned, Leng Er was still in the martial arts city and was not caught by the people in the Wuwang Mansion.

"No, it's too risky." After thinking about it, Leng Xuan denied the idea that came to his mind. He originally wanted Leng Er to save him. However, with Leng Er's strength, at most he could compete with the Mahayana strongman. And in this Wuwang Mansion, let alone the Wuwang, there are more than ten people at the Venerable level, and Leng Er is no match at all. If Leng Er is allowed to come in rashly, it will cut off his only hope. "It seems that we can only wait for the opportunity."

In the blink of an eye, a day and a night passed. With the help of Leng Xuan, He Zhichun's body was fine and there was no bleeding.

"Brother Leng, have you thought of a way to get out?" He Zhichun asked. Leng Xuan shook his head gently. He had studied for a day, but he did not find any flaws in this room. Not only that, he could not even explain the mysterious power generated in this room. In this way, after five days, Jia Wei's voice finally sounded outside the house: "Fellow Daoist Leng, King Wu wants to see you." Hearing this, Leng Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he left this room, he would have a way to escape.

"Fellow Daoist Leng, let your friend come out first." As Jia Wei's voice fell, the door of the room was pushed open. He Zhichun looked at Leng Xuan and hesitated.

"Go, don't worry." Leng Xuan gave him a reassuring look, the latter nodded, and then turned and left the room. Not long after He Zhichun left, Leng Xuan followed him out of the room. Outside the house, Jia Wei and several of his men were waiting for him. "Fellow Daoist Leng, please come this way."