PFC Chapter 307 Rescue
Chapter 307 Rescue
Lin Ci'an looked at Fu An, whose eyes were flickering with disbelief, with a cold expression, but without saying a word, he knocked the man unconscious and threw him into the hands of a soldier nearby.
He kicked open the door of the dungeon. The dungeon of the Church was divided into three floors, and Chu Ziyu was at the innermost of the first floor. As soon as Lin Ci'an stepped into the corridor, he heard the executioner's curses and the sound of whips waving through the air. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly came to the cell where Chu Ziyu was imprisoned. However, when he saw the scene in the cell, his face instantly became extremely gloomy.
Chu Ziyu had completely lost consciousness. The silver chains tied to his body were burning his skin all the time. His head was lowered, and he had completely lost consciousness. There was a pool of blood under his body. He was covered with scars and his breath was weak.
Seeing that the whip was about to fall on Chu Ziyu, Lin Ci'an took a step forward and grabbed the whip. "What are you doing!" Lin Ci'an roared, his eyes full of anger.
The executioner was startled by the sudden appearance of Lin Ci'an. After seeing who it was, he said disdainfully, "Hey, isn't this our hero? Why, are you here to save your little lover?"
"Get lost." Lin Ci'an said through gritted teeth.
"We've received a death order from above. We must pry information out of this bastard..." Before the executioner could finish his words, he was stabbed in the throat by Lin Ci'an's sword.
Seeing this, the soldiers in the other rooms raised their weapons and pointed them at Lin Ci'an, but they were obviously afraid of Lin Ci'an's strength and did not dare to act rashly. They were then captured by the soldiers who came with Lin Ci'an.
Lin Ci'an walked straight to Chu Ziyu and cut the chains on him. Chu Ziyu slid down and fell towards Lin Ci'an. Lin Ci'an let him lean against him and wanted to hug him, but found that his hands were shaking uncontrollably. He tried hard to control himself, picked him up and walked out of the dungeon.
Along the way, the soldiers all stepped aside, and his steps were steady and firm, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world in his arms.
Seven days passed, and the power of the Holy See had been completely controlled by Lin Ci'an. Anyone who dared to stand up against him was ruthlessly suppressed by him. Mingna sent people to rescue Chu Ziyu, but they were all repelled one by one by Lin Ci'an. But what was strange was that Mingna continued to send people over, but they were all small fry. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Chu Ziyu could not be rescued by them. It felt like a worker who was forced to work and was fooling around just to complete a target.
"Click." Pushing the door open, Lin Ci'an returned to his bedroom. At this moment, Chu Ziyu was lying quietly on his bed. Most of the wounds on his body had healed under his careful care, except for the wound on his chest. Lin Ci'an touched the hideous scar with heartache and said to himself, "I don't know when you will wake up..."
Suddenly, there was a noise outside the door. Lin Ci'an's eyes turned cold, and he stood up and walked towards the door. When he opened the door, he saw several soldiers arguing with an old man. Lin Ci'an recognized the old man. He was Fu An and his common teacher - Nanshan. When Nanshan saw Lin Ci'an, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he asked loudly: "Where did you hide Fu An? Hand him over! You are a traitor, and it's in vain..."
“Shut up!” Lin Ci’an shouted angrily, interrupting Nanshan’s words, “Teacher, I respect you as an elder, but the strong prey on the weak, I’m sure you also understand this principle.”