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

Town Prison Division Tianlao.

Xiao Luo stayed in front of Wang Hao's quiet room and waited for three days. He waited until the flowers withered, but he didn't return from the palace.

Sitting in front of the gate with a bench, full of complaints: "Damn Xipi, this old king is going to the palace to be happy! It's been three days and he still hasn't come back to work..."

During the period, Zhou Dianyu led a group of people to the ninth floor of the prison.

The news of the death of the Immortal God Hou Xie was so important that Emperor Tianqi attached great importance to it, and specially sent the Fifth Patriarch with Mo Quzhi, the Chief Imperial Physician of the Imperial Hospital, to come for an autopsy.

As for that devil, Li Exing, couldn't get on the stage at all, and his body was directly thrown into the crematorium and burned completely.

However, Imperial Physician Mo finally came to the conclusion that the three souls and seven souls of the body were incomplete, and the vitality of the body was swallowed by a strange black energy.

In a state of suspended animation.

"My lords, please listen to the words of the humble official, and please be careful of the black gas on the body of Shenhou. The black gas is very dangerous. Once contaminated, there will be no place for burial!" Xiao Luo reminded nervously.

however.

There will always be unbelievers.

Mo Qu was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, ignoring his warning, and vowed to test the origin of the black energy that was neither demonic nor demonic.

With a firm gaze, he said with a serious expression: "There is still a trace of life in Shenhou's body, and there is still a chance to rescue him!"

"As long as we can find a way to contain the black energy, the Marquis of God will have the hope of surviving!"

The result can be imagined.

At the moment he touched the calamity, he exclaimed.

As if being shocked by an electric shock, his body jumped up on the spot, and his face became extremely ugly.

That ray of catastrophe was like a gangrene, entwined around his fingers, constantly eroding the vitality in his body.

Misery!

"Mr. Mo is worthy of the parents' heart of a doctor. In order to find out the cause of Shenhou, he did not hesitate to risk his own life. Such a fearless spirit, I really admire him sincerely!" Xiao Luo said with a strange air.

no Zuo no Die!
"Little friend, do you know the origin of this black energy?" Mo Quzhi asked worriedly.

Tried a lot of pills in a row, but the result was the same, it was useless.

No matter what method is used, it has all become the nutrients of the robbery, and even accelerated the erosion of the robbery.

Anxious.

See this situation.

The Fifth Patriarch, Zhou Dianyu and other jailers who were on the sidelines were so frightened that they quickly backed away, for fear of being contaminated by the weird black energy.

Stay away!
"You know a thing or two about this black air and humble job!" Xiao Luo shook his head.

He took a step forward and walked in front of them, holding his head high and chest out, looking very proud.

"Please tell me quickly, my friend!" Mo Qu was impatient.

"This..." Xiao Luo hesitated to speak.

The small eyes glanced at the small porcelain bottle in his hand from time to time, with a hesitant look on his face, he actually wanted to blackmail the elixir in his hand in front of everyone.

see.

The Fifth Patriarch's face gradually darkened, and he said angrily, "Little jailer, you are so arrogant!"

"Xiao Luo, you are looking for death! How dare you ask people for bribes in front of the ancestor..." Zhou Dianyu's face turned green and pale.

He hurriedly walked up to him, took his arm, and reprimanded him with an ugly face: "It's really audacious and lawless!"

"Anyway, this old man doesn't listen to people's words. If he is tainted with disaster, he can only wait for death. It's a waste not to write about pills..." Xiao Luo curled his lips.

I don't care.

Looking at Mo Quzhi's eyes is like looking at a dead person.

This statement came out.

Mo Quzhi's face darkened suddenly... It's kind of you to co-operate!

Throwing out a bottle of eighth-grade elixir, he said in a deep voice: "My little friend, please tell me the origin of this 'tribulation', so that the old man can prescribe the right medicine!"

Take the small porcelain bottle.

"For the sake of your knowledge, let me tell you that there is no cure for being infected with this catastrophe. Even if Da Luo Jinxian is alive, he can only wait for death!" Xiao Luo explained happily.

Immediately, he told the whole story about himself and Wang Hao meeting the robbery ghoul in Xianyaoyuan.

Spitting stars splashed, and said excitedly: "You don't know, there are endless calamities in the Immortal Medicine Academy, and there are countless corpses of powerful people, even if you put Shenhou in there, you can't be ranked..."

"The calamity that even the immortals can't clear?" Mo Qu turned pale with fright.

His legs went limp, and he slumped on the ground.

Such as mourning a concubine!

"Based on what you said, are Wang Hao and Daozi of Taixu Sect not afraid of the erosion of calamity?" The fifth generation ancestor thought clearly.

At a glance, he pointed out the key point of what he said.

With a raised eyebrow, he said without anger, "Where is Wang Hao?"

"That's right! Where is Judge Wang? I haven't seen anyone else for several days." Zhou Dianyu's face changed slightly.

Scanning his eyes, he looked for Wang Hao among the jailers accompanying him.

According to his usual habits, Wang Hao would always stand in the crowd and quietly witness all this.

however.

This time, no one saw him.

next second.

They all focused their eyes on Ronaldinho.

As we all know, these two people are usually inseparable in the prison.

Wherever there is Wang Hao, there must be Ronaldinho.

Say something nasty.

Who is Wang Hao's most loyal son-in-law in this day's prison, it is none other than Xiao Luo.

"Don't look at me, I haven't seen him for three days..." Xiao Luo shook his head like a rattle.

Paused.

He added: "I heard that he seems to have gone to the palace and hasn't come back yet!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" The Fifth Patriarch directly denied it.

With a serious expression, he slowly explained: "I heard Yao Zu accidentally mention yesterday that Wang Hao hasn't been to the palace to practice white guards for many days!"

while they were talking.

The corpse of the Undead God Hou had been quietly and completely infested with the robbery qi.

"Move, move!" A jailer pointed at his corpse and screamed.

"Fake corpse?" Mo Qu said solemnly.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the undead god came back to life like a zombie, turning into a walking dead with a rotten smell all over his body.

"Mom! Don't run away, you are waiting to die here!" Xiao Luo screamed strangely.

With a touch of oil on the soles of his feet, he was the first to rush out of the cell.

"Roar!" Shenhou roared.

The turmoil in the cloudy dead man's eyes is shocking.

Wherever it passed, black mist spread around...

"Quick! Get out of here!" Zhou Dianju reminded.

Everyone was so frightened that they hurriedly left the cell and locked the cell door tightly, for fear that the corpse-turned-shenhou would rush out of the cell.

at this time.

A jailer rushed in from outside the prison in a panic.

Out of breath, he said: "Zhou Dian's prison is not good, the big thing is not good!"

"I know something is wrong, so I want you to come over and say it again?" Zhou Dianyu said angrily.

Standing in front of the cell door, looking at the mad corpse in the cell, I felt a moment of fear.

I have lingering fears!

"No! Someone attacked the sky prison...and broke into Judge Wang's quiet room!" The jailer said at a loss.

"What? Attacking the sky prison?" Xiao Luo screamed strangely.

Glancing at the Fifth Patriarch, he pretended to be majestic and said: "Who has the guts of a bear and a leopard, and dares to rob the prison in front of our ancestors."

"It's a red-clothed woman exuding murderous aura and holding a silver snake soft sword!" The jailer explained.

"Oh! It's her!" Xiao Luo froze.

Hastily silenced the drums, shrank his neck, and whispered: "That's all right!"