Guarding the prison for thirty years: Exiting the land sword fairy

Back in the lobby on the first floor, Wang Hao found that many jailers were discussing something together.

Seeing Wang Hao, the other jailers nodded slightly to show respect.

These days, Wang Hao's reputation in Tingzi Prison can be said to be very loud.

He is friendly, hard-working, conscientious, and often helps other prison guards with dangerous tasks. No one here does not know him as a good old man.

"Prisoner Wang, you are here!" Xiao Luo squeezed out from the crowd.

"What are you discussing?" Wang Hao asked.

As soon as the words came out.

An elderly jailer came out from the crowd. His cultivation was at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and his figure was a bit burly.

Wang Hao has some impressions, this man is called Lao Zhang, he is an old jailer in the T-shaped prison, and he once drank wine with himself and Ronaldinho and visited brothels.

"Lao Zhang was lucky. On the way to buy wine, he bumped into a fugitive." Xiao Luo's tone showed envy.

Don't think about it.

Lao Zhang must have caught the fugitive, exchanged the reward with the warden, and obtained an Zengyuan Pill.

"Then congratulations to Lao Zhang for making a great contribution!" Wang Hao smiled.

"Hahaha... After the martial law is over, I will invite you to drink and go to the best brothel in the city." Old Zhang was proud of himself.

Seeing Wang Hao's presence, he immediately waved his hand and invited everyone present to have a meal. He was very generous.

"I didn't expect that not only Xiao Luo is the rich second generation here, but Lao Zhang is the hidden landlord... Since you want to treat us, then we will not be polite. If you want to go, go to the most high-end Chunmanlou in the city." Wang Hao joked.

All of a sudden, the lobby was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, without the slightest sense of tension and sternness like the martial law of the prison.

Treasure Court.

The middle-aged man's face was extremely livid, as ugly as swallowing a fly. He paced back and forth in the room with a solemn expression.

An afternoon passed without any news from the miserable green boy.

"Bastard, you won't be lying on that woman's belly again!" He frowned, and his mood gradually became irritable.

A servant looked hurried and walked in from the outside.

"I have seen the pavilion master!"

"Do you know where the guardian is going?" the middle-aged man asked.

"No! I have already sent everyone in the cabinet out, but no matter how hard I searched, I couldn't find any news about the protector."

"Damn it, he's such a guy who's not doing enough to make things worse, he's going to die in a woman's belly sooner or later." The middle-aged man cursed in a low voice.

"During this critical period, Lord Dharma Protector should stop having fun. He is not a person who doesn't care about the importance. He has foundation building skills and is good at hiding and tracking. Presumably, when he encounters very important things, he can't get away for a while. .” The boy argued.

"Leave his affairs alone, all the brothers you let go come back, hurry up and prepare the plan for tonight, don't miss anything!"

"It's the pavilion master!" The servant cupped his fists to accept the order, and quickly retreated out.

For some reason, the middle-aged man always felt uneasy in his heart, and his eyelids kept twitching, which made him feel upset for a while.

"Boom boom boom!"

Yet at this moment.

There was a loud knock on the door quietly.

"Come in!"

With a creak, the wooden door opened.

Rubbing his temples, putting down the tea in his hand, the middle-aged man turned to look at the door.

After seeing the face of the visitor, he stood up from the seat with a bang, and asked vigilantly, "Why are you here?"

"Li Le is dead!"

"What?" The middle-aged man was shocked and said in disbelief: "How could something happen to him at this time, who killed it?"

Immediately afterwards, his expression tightened, and he said hostilely: "You are not in the sky prison, what are you doing here?"

"I want you to help me kill someone when I rob the prison tonight."

"Who?"

"Kill a jailer named Wang Hao!" The man said in a deep voice, "He took Li Le's head to receive the reward. It is very likely that he has already doubted my identity."

"Once my identity is revealed and the Prison Officer finds out that I was bought by you, all the influence of your Baibao Pavilion in the capital will be wiped out, and none of you will be able to escape."

Hearing the words in his ear, the middle-aged man's face changed, and the anger in his eyes flashed away.

After pondering for a moment, he forcibly suppressed the killing intent in his heart, and comforted him: "I know about this matter, as long as you can cooperate well, once the plan tonight is successful, you will become our new protector of Baihu Mountain and get the support of Baihu Shengjun." call."

into the night.

Wang Hao glanced at the sky outside the window, reckoning that it was almost midnight.

Turn around and walk towards the ninth floor of the dungeon.

Came to the third prince's cell.

"Your Highness, what are you thinking about!" He was expressionless.

Staring at the cold and arrogant man sitting cross-legged in the cell, he asked, "Do you want this deal?"

a long time.

The hoarse voice of the third prince came from inside the cell.

"It's not impossible to protect you well, but this prince needs to see your sincerity."

"What do you want?" Wang Hao frowned slightly.

"In order for this prince to fully believe that you have the ability to eliminate the hidden danger of insanity, I need you to clear the evil energy in my meridians now." The third prince stared at Wang Hao with cunning eyes.

Open the cell door.

Wang Hao stopped talking nonsense, and went straight to the third prince, using the sword as a symbol, and circulated the [Baishou Taixuan Jing] to absorb the killing demonic energy in the other party's eight meridians.

After half an hour.

The third prince showed a cheerful look, patted Wang Hao on the shoulder, and laughed loudly: "This prince will condescend to trust you for a while, agree to your conditions, and protect your safety for a while."

at the same time.

An uninvited visitor came from outside the T-shaped Prison. The demonic flames were soaring, and a layer of ghostly light shrouded his body, making it difficult to see his true face.

Looking at the dragon guards guarding the gate of the prison, he took a step forward without saying a word, and a terrifying wave of air hit everyone.

boom!
Hundreds of dragon guards were turned upside down in an instant, and they were all sent flying, losing their combat effectiveness.

"The people in Hulong Villa are nothing more than that!" Jiuqu Sanren dismissively.

Seeing the guards howling in pain all around, he swaggered towards the prison.

As soon as he took a step, two streamers of light rushed towards him from outside the courtyard wall. They stood in front of him and blocked his way.

The two are the commanders in charge of guarding the sky prison, Qinglong and Suzaku.

"Finally two decent guards came!" Jiuqu Sanren sneered.

"As the Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect, you not only broke into the prison, but also injured the people in our Hulong Villa. Aren't you afraid that the imperial court will send strong men to encircle and suppress your Heavenly Demon Sect?" Qinglong's face was extremely ugly.

Glancing at the numerous guards who had been killed or injured behind him, the killing intent in his heart kept boiling, and he wished he could cut him into pieces.

"Hahaha~ What a big tone, even if you lend a hundred guts to that old guy Xia Gan, he dares to send people to encircle and suppress the Heavenly Demon Palace?" Jiuqu Sanren waved his sleeves, showing a sarcasm.

"Presumptuous! Your Majesty's name is taboo, how can you allow you to blaspheme!" Qinglong was furious.

Even if what the other party said was true, they would not allow Emperor Tianqi's reputation to be insulted.

There is indeed an ancestor-level powerhouse in the Tianmo Palace, whose means are astounding, his cultivation is world-shattering, and he weeps ghosts and gods. Until the time of life and death, the court dare not directly tear his face with him.

This rebellious and unscrupulous person is really too rampant.