All-Heavens Spellcaster

The dungeon of King’s Landing City is located on both sides of the moat. It is a place where you can feel have one’s hair stand on end when you look at it. You can often hear miserable wailing or crazy laughs inside. In general, both local residents and Outsiders will stay away as much as possible. Only those illegal businessmen who secretly do slave business will frequent this place.

Zhang Cheng cautiously, who covered himself with a cloak, walked through the dark tunnel and tapped on the iron fence lightly.

Boom! boom! boom!

“Who are you?” A guard walked over and asked with two light gray eyes.

“It doesn’t matter who I am, the important thing is that I brought this.” With that, Zhang Cheng lifted his pocket full of Golden Dragon and shook it twice.

Hearing the sound of the collision of gold, the guard’s face immediately showed undisguised joy, not even a word of nonsense, and quickly opened the fence and smiled and made a please gesture: “Come with me , Sir.”

“Thank you!” Zhang Cheng calmly stuffed a Golden Dragon into the opponent’s palm.

After several days of in-depth understanding, he has almost figured out the situation of the garrison in Junlin City, the “golden robe son”, which can basically be described as erosion.

Because they lived in a big city full of temptation for a long time, they are very similar to the imperial army in the Song Dynasty. Many of them have already lost battle awareness. They are all thinking about how to make money instead of improving themselves. Fighting ability.

Especially the two dozen people who are in charge of the dungeon have colluded from top to bottom to sell ordinary criminals who have no money and power to slave dealers and make a lot of profits.

Anyway, there are as many poor people in the slums as there are more than 20% of them who have committed theft. It is not easy to catch them…

Two people one after the other through the gloom The damp corridor quickly came to a hall with braziers. Because it was underneath, there were no windows, which looked extremely depressing and dull. In the middle of the hall was sitting a slightly blessed middle-aged man.

When someone came in, he immediately put his hand on the hilt of the sword vigilantly: “who?”

“The warden, this gentleman brought a big bag of money, it should be I intend to discuss business with you.” The guard hurriedly stepped forward and explained.

“A big bag of money?” There was a trace of greed in the warden’s eyes, and he immediately put on a smiling face. “Please sit down, I like business talks the most. But before the official start, can you show me your sincerity?”

The corners of Zhang Cheng’s mouth curled up slightly, flashing a sneer that is not easily detectable , Followed by nodded: “Yes, please see.”

tone barely fell!

He threw his pockets full of Golden Dragon onto the table.

oh la la!

Because the mouth of the bag was not tightened, more than fifty Golden Dragons were scattered all at once, emitting a yellow-orange light.

Gudong!

The warden swallowed his saliva and quickly rushed to count one by one. It took a full two to 3 minutes before he lifts the head with almost A flattering attitude bowed: “Dear sir, please allow me to apologize for the unreasonable just now. You have expressed enough sincerity. Now please state your request. I promise that we can satisfy you if we have it here. “

Don’t think that fifty Golden Dragons are few.

After the death of the conqueror, Innis succeeded to the throne. The sons of soldiers armed by the Church of Seven Gods and the poor rallied to rebel. The cruel Maeg offered the bounty for each soldier鈥檚 son. A Golden Dragon, a silver deer on the scalp of each member of the poor assembly.

Although this happened many years ago, it is because the continent of Westeros has neither opened the era of great seafaring, nor has large open-pit gold and silver deposits available for mining, plus precious metal currencies. The rate of inflation itself is negligible, so even today it still has considerable purchasing power.

Fifty Golden Dragons are enough to buy all the prisoners in the entire dungeon.

Zhang Cheng ignored the other party鈥檚 favor, lifted his hood slightly to reveal his true colors, and said in a low voice: “I think we have negotiated the terms before. Please fulfill the agreement now. Remember, I What you want is the real criminals, don’t use the poor people in the flea dens to make up the count.”

“It’s you?!” The warden shivered sharply.

He won’t forget the mysterious person who broke into his bedroom with the top secret a few nights ago.

“Yes, it’s me, is there any problem?” Zhang Cheng stared at the opponent with menacing eyes.

“no! No!” The warden hurriedly shook the head desperately, followed by loudly instructed at the guards on the side: “Damn it! What are you doing standing stupid! Go and empty the bottom cell!” Then choose fifty felonies one by one and send them over.”

“Yes!”

Although the guard was a little puzzled by the fierce reaction of his boss, he still complied obediently.

In the blink of an eye, the deepest room in the dungeon was beaten clean, and a strong young man who committed a murder was brought in.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, he found Zhang Cheng waiting where he was. He quickly turned around and asked the jailer: “Damn! Who is this guy? Why is he not in shackles? And he still holds them in his hands. With a sword?”

“Shut up! Stretch out your hands and feet!” The jailer urged impatiently.

“What the hell is happening?” The young man muttered, obediently sticking his hands and feet out of the cage.

Without a word, the jailer opened the lock and took off the shackles, turned and disappeared at the end of the dark tunnel.

Looking at his bewildered opponent, Zhang Cheng smiled slightly, then threw another ordinary iron sword over, and shouted: “Pick it up! Pick it up and fight with me! As long as you If you can beat me, I can set you free again, but if you lose, you will end up with death.”

“Wh…what?!” The young man was obviously shocked.

“Sorry, I have already said the rules again, I don’t want to repeat the second time. After three counts, I will start attacking. Three…two…one…”

As the last word blurted out, Zhang Cheng slammed his weapon into the opponent’s throat.

His movements are fast and ruthless, and he rushes to a critical strike.

“Damn! You lunatic!” The young man cursed and picked up the long sword to try to parry.

But he made a mistake, the same mistake as Blanco, which was to pay attention to the sharp blade and ignore the insidious and fatal kick.

The next second…

“Ahhhh!!!”

The young man screamed and clamped his legs, and the whole person fell into a state of pause Before he recovered, a touch of cold light plunged into his eye sockets instantly.

pu!

The dazzling blood and brain plasma slowly flowed out along the eye sockets, and then fell to the ground with a plop, taking the last breath.

Zhang Cheng took out the parchment and glanced at it, and as expected, the number 150 appeared in the task-sword technique column.