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

"What does this rebellious guy want to do here?" Wang Hao frowned slightly.

Turning around to bid farewell to the headhunter, he followed without a trace, wanting to see what secrets the other party had.

"Damn it, how did this happen? Not only did the mission not complete, it almost exposed my identity." Zhong Shan felt heavy.

After failing to rob the prison, he came to Baibao Pavilion immediately, and found that it had turned into a piece of scorched earth.

He desperately needs an explanation.

apprehensive!

Avoid the crowded and busy streets and walk through the secluded alleys to another contact point of Baihu Mountain.

Quartet wine shop.

Carefully opening the back door of the restaurant, looking around without anyone following him, Zhong Shan dived in.

"You have to give us an explanation!"

As soon as he entered the door, he was greeted with a burst of scolding.

"Why is the sword demon Xia Xin ambushing in the prison? This not only caused the Holy Seed not to be rescued, but also offended Jiuqu Sanren, the devil, because of our wrong information." The middle-aged man was furious.

It was because of this incident that he angered Jiuqu Sanren and lost an arm.

It also let him burn the Baibao Pavilion, which he had been running in the capital for many years.

Hate your teeth!
"Xia Xin? How could it be the third prince... He was suppressed in the prison half a year ago. Could there be some misunderstanding?" Zhong Shan was dumbfounded.

Knowing the truth, he couldn't accept the result.

"Hmph! All this is because you are not good at handling things... How is the current situation of the Holy Seed?" The middle-aged man said with a cold face.

"After Jiuqu Sanren robbed the prison last night, the Holy Seed is no longer in the prison."

"Where is the Holy Seed at this time?"

Hearing the question in his ear, Zhong Shan pondered for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "Could it be that he was taken away by Jiuqu Sanren?"

"Impossible, Jiuqu Sanren was seriously injured under the sword demon sword. When he escaped from the prison, he had no chance to leave with the holy seed..." The middle-aged man's face gradually became serious.

Wang Hao operated the [Xuanming Shut Breath Technique], quietly moved to the window, and had a clear view of the situation in the room.

The figure in the room shakes.

Prosecutor Zhong Shan had a sad face, standing in front of a middle-aged man, and behind them was a little fox half a person's height, eating snacks on the tea table.

"It turns out that the last little fox who escaped from prison is here." Wang Hao narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled knowingly.

The quarrel in the room continued, and the content was all about the whereabouts of the Holy Seed.

"You just wait for the anger of the White Tiger Sage!" The little fox put down the pastry in his hand and said in a thin voice: "Now the whereabouts of the holy seed are unknown, and I will have no way to explain to the Sage when I go back."

"Since Jiuqu Sanren was injured at the hands of the third prince, then the third prince must know the whereabouts of the holy seed... I will investigate the whereabouts of the holy seed, but that Wang Hao can't let him live anymore, he knows too much. It's very bad for us." Zhong Shan's face was as gloomy as water.

After thinking about it for a while, he discovered that there were too many strange things in it.

Qinglong and Suzaku, the commanders of Hulongshan Lord, are not the so-called great heroes that the warden said.

But someone else seriously injured Jiuqu Sanren... The third prince and Wang Hao are the most suspected, and they cannot escape the blame.

Perhaps, everyone in the dungeon was kept in the dark.

After figuring everything out, Zhong Shan's mood became even heavier.

If Wang Hao joins forces with the third prince, it will be very difficult for him to secretly eliminate the other party's chance.

Once his collusion with the demon is revealed, he will die without a place to bury him.

Great Xia law, iron and blood ruthless!

"I'll take care of this matter. You just need to go back and concentrate on investigating the whereabouts of the Holy Seed, and don't worry about other things." The middle-aged man nodded.

Watching the people in the room leave the meeting, Wang Hao quietly followed the little fox.

This is a mobile eighth-grade elixir, very attractive.

Compared to beheading Zhong Shan, that's not in his consideration at all.

Put a long line to catch big fish...

Only in this way can we follow the vine to get more useful information.

Entering a deep alley, the little fox suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the hand, and a cold light flashed in the inverted triangle eyes.

"How long are you going to follow?"

call out!
The voice just fell.

A cold light flashed, turned into a sharp sword, and shot towards Wang Hao's face with a terrifying monster aura.

Wang Hao swung his fist, relying on his tyrannical body, smashed the flying sword that came from him with one punch.

Body forging profound art great success!

Comparable to the physical strength of a tiger demon in the realm of transformation... invincible.

"Li Le? Why are you following me?" The little fox grinned.

"Exchange your head for bounty!" Wang Hao said coldly with no expression on his face.

At this time, his appearance has changed into that of the miserable green boy, the image of the long-dead flower picker Li Le.

With the little fox's Golden Core cultivation base, he still can't see through the details of the [Holy Spirit Transformation Technique].

"Have you joined the imperial court?"

"What do you think?" Wang Hao stepped forward.

The cultivation base in the later stage of Jindan Realm was running crazily, and the powerful momentum blocked all the little fox's escape routes.

Waving his palms, he got up and went up.

"You don't have the ability to kill me!" the little fox screamed.

Opening his mouth ferociously, a golden elixir bursting out with a demonic aura burst out. The demonic aura soared to the sky, and the berserk energy drowned Wang Hao's attack.

Effortless!

"If you have that ability, you will know if you try it!" Wang Hao sneered.

The blood was rolling, and the evil spirit was lingering. He rushed forward quickly, and slapped a palm in the air: "Blood Fiend Palm!"

In an instant, a bloody handprint with a height of tens of feet fell from the sky and collided with the demon core in the air.

"Break!" The little fox grinned.

"With your cultivation in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, it is wishful thinking to defeat this little king!"

however.

The situation exceeded its expectations.

Qingtian's blood handprint was unstoppable, and it smashed its demon core with a slap.

"Pfft! How is this possible... You are not Li Le, he does not have the cultivation base of the Golden Core Realm." The little fox's face changed suddenly, and his figure shook violently.

Blood spurted out of his mouth, he coughed up blood, and his breath languished instantly.

Without the demon pill, its cultivation base would be nothing.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that your head is very valuable!" Wang Hao was so powerful that he could not forgive anyone.

The figure flickered, and a stride had already rushed in front of it.

While you are sick, I will kill you!
Bang!
With a punch, the little fox in front of him turned into a ball of hair.

Docked tail escape!

Afterimages flashed by, rushing to the depths of the alley.

"What a cunning little fox..." Wang Hao whispered.

Without hesitation, he followed closely, all the way to the outside of the palace wall, where he stopped.

Running the [Pupil of Breaking Delusion], he immediately saw that little fox got into a dog hole under the city wall and disappeared before his eyes.