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

Just passed the eighth floor of the prison.

Zhou Dianyu came here with a group of people in a mighty manner.

The atmosphere was a little dignified.

"I've seen the Third Highness!" Zhou Dianyu said with a flattering smile.

Seeing Wang Hao walking side by side with the third prince, he trotted all the way to the front on the spot, bowed his knees and said: "Your Highness, the Holy Majesty is looking for you all over the city, why did you come to the prison again?"

"Where does this prince want to go, do I have to report to you?" The third prince said coldly.

His gaze swept across the faces of Qinglong and the others one by one, and finally stopped on Jiang Tianci, a Confucian in white.

The meaning of vigilance is beyond words!
"Your Highness taught you a lesson very well." Zhou Dianyu smiled awkwardly.

Immediately.

With a serious face, he looked at Wang Hao, changed the subject, and said, "Wang Tixing, I already know about the prisoner's escape, and you handled it very well...I will definitely ask the Holy One for your credit!"

"This is the job of a humble job." Wang Hao said indifferently.

His eyes also fell on Jiang Tianci.

Not a word.

"Since you are here, you should just lead the way ahead for me. I want to mention a prisoner," Zhou Dian said.

Walking up to Wang Hao, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a satisfied tone, "I never thought you'd hide your strength... You're a formidable young man."

"It's all cultivated by Zhou Dian prison..." Wang Hao complimented.

With a calm expression, Wei Wei clasped his fists and asked, "I wonder which prisoner Zhou Dian Prison wants to mention?"

"Prisoner Fang Jing!" Zhou Dian said.

Hearing this name, Wang Hao frowned, as if he had never heard of this name.

see.

Xiao Luo observed his words, and immediately leaned into his ear, reminding him in a low voice: "Old Wang, that's the scholar who wanted to escape from prison just after he came in..."

"So it's him!" Wang Hao was stunned.

Turn around and walk to the depths of the eighth floor of the dungeon.

He led everyone to the cell, opened the cell door, and walked in.

Inside was a man with a bruised nose and a swollen face beyond recognition, his eyes swollen to the point where only a slit remained.

A Confucian robe in Tsing Yi was already tattered, blood-stained, and in a state of distress.

The lute bone was sealed, and three god-sealing needles were inserted on the top of the head, and the whole body was wrapped in cold iron chains, tied like a rice dumpling, fixed on the wall, unable to move.

Terrible!

Even with a 'secret' black cloth stuffed into his mouth forcibly, he couldn't make any sound.

Seeing Wang Hao and Xiao Luo coming in, his pupils shrank suddenly and his body trembled violently, as if he saw a very terrifying monster.

Terrified!

You Qi looked at Xiao Luo, his eyes were full of fear and fear.

After being stimulated by the sky, he struggled violently, making the sound of iron chains clashing.

"Xiao Luo, you are too ruthless!" Wang Hao whispered.

Looking at the horrific scholar in front of him, he couldn't bear it.

"This kid is very dishonest. To prevent him from escaping from prison again, I have to be a little harder... Otherwise, I won't be able to make him remember." Ronaldinho said innocently.

He reached out and removed the black cloth stuffed in the opponent's mouth.

A strange stench emanated instantly, filling the entire cell.

Wang Hao frowned, showing disgust, and asked: "What is this, so stinky?"

The stench went straight to the top of the sky, very high.

Even, it was so smoked that I couldn't keep my eyes open.

"My boots and socks..." Xiao Luo chuckled.

He snatched the stinky socks and stuffed them into his arms, as if no one was there.

"You..." Wang Hao was speechless for a while.

Turning his head to look at the scholar in Tsing Yi who was fixed on the wall, he asked solemnly, "Are you called Fang Jing?"

The voice did not fall.

Fang Jing was emotional, and begged for mercy: "Don't hit me, don't hit me... I don't dare to escape from prison anymore, I like prison very much."

hysteria!

"Silence!" Xiao Luo shouted in a low voice.

This statement came out.

Immediately deterred his hissing and screaming...

The cell instantly became quiet, and Fang Jing stood motionless like a frightened little white rabbit.

Looking at Ronaldinho with fear in his eyes, he shivered.

"Your name is Fang Jing?" Wang Hao confirmed again.

Hearing his words, Fang Jing's lips were tightly closed, unmoved, but looked at Xiao Luo who was smiling aside.

"Ask you something!" Ronaldinho said impatiently.

When he heard Xiao Luo's voice, he trembled with fright.

He hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes! I am Fang Jing, a disciple of Jixia Academy, the deputy envoy of the Nanming Mission... I came here to rescue the son of the academy."

What should be explained, what should not be explained, he explained everything.

I was really terrified of being beaten by Ronaldinho. Not only was my body tortured, but my spirit was also devastated...

Suffer inhuman torture!
Seeing Ronaldinho was like seeing a devil, and there was a stress reaction in my heart.

"That's you!" Wang Hao nodded.

Done.

Unchained, lifted him out, and brought him to Zhou Dianyu and others.

"Brother Jiang, save me... take me out of here, this is not a place for people to stay." Fang Jing said excitedly.

As soon as he walked out of the cell, he saw a man in white clothes like snow in the crowd at a glance, as if he had seen a savior.

Weeping!

Seeing his horrible appearance, everyone couldn't help frowning.

Can not bear to look.

This is too bad!
"Zhou Dian, prisoner Fang Jing brought here!" Wang Hao said.

"He is Fang Jing? Are you sure it's the same person?" Zhou Dianyu was taken aback.

His eyes widened, he looked up and down at the man with a pig's head in front of him, his eyes were full of doubts.

There is nothing similar to the appearance brought last night.

Except for the tattered green clothes, you can still see a little familiarity... There is nothing the same in other places.

It is simply another person.

"If it's fake!" Wang Hao said seriously.

"Yes! I understand." Zhou Dianyu nodded.

Turning around to look at the white-clothed Confucian beside him, he coughed softly, pretending to be calm and said: "Jiang Zhengshi, this person is the prisoner you want to protect..."

"Is it too much, Your Excellency?" Jiang Tianci said in a deep voice.

With a frosty face, he looked at him with a cold gaze, and questioned: "Junior Brother Fang is just talking nonsense after drinking, and he is quite rude to Emperor Tianqi, so he won't be punished so severely!"

With a wave of his sleeves, a majestic righteousness burst out of his body, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Is this the way of hospitality in the Great Xia, and there is no one who can bully me in the Nanming Dynasty?"

"Hmph! What are you...you are so rude to Zhou Dianyu, and you are talking here and there." Xiao Luo interrupted.

Outraged!

Standing beside Wang Hao, with a look of disgust on his face, he replied: "This gang escaped with other prisoners in the sky prison and injured many jailers. It is an unforgivable crime. If you don't care about his status as a scholar, you will see him at this time." It was a dead body."

Paused.

He held his head high, stepped forward, met his eyes, and said righteously: "As we all know, my Great Xia Dynasty is a state of etiquette, and I treat you greasy-faced scholars with special kindness... Otherwise, why do you think you are here? ?”

As soon as the words came out.

He was immediately affirmed by everyone present.

Qinglong, Suzaku and others silently nodded in their hearts, deeply agreeing.

Treating these Nanming scholars, they are indeed very friendly.

In particular, the sentence "the state of etiquette" won the heart of Zhou Duan, and the eyes he looked at Xiao Luo became satisfied.