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

Back to the silent room.

Still forgetting both things and me, enter the state of practicing calligraphy, and feel yourself wholeheartedly.

【Ding!Persevere in copying the calligraphy of great Confucianism, complete the epiphany, and comprehend "writing like a god"! 】

Reading break rolls, getting a God.

With one stroke, the literary spirit is born!

Dao Dao Jian Yi vividly appeared on the paper, wantonly vertically and horizontally.

"This method is really useful. At this rate of fit, I will enter the fit state within a month." Wang Hao thoughtfully.

Standing in front of the desk with a wolf howling brush in hand, he silently comprehends the subtle changes in his soul and body.

"Oh! Lao Wang, when is this, why do you still have the mind to practice calligraphy..." Xiao Luo turned around anxiously.

Looking at his calm look in the room, he suddenly lost his composure.

Nervously said: "Nowadays in the capital, we don't enjoy dancing and writing. Once we are found out, we will be sent to death row."

Immediately.

His complexion changed slightly, his eyes gradually widened, as if he had thought of something, he slapped his thigh, and sighed loudly: "Wonderful!"

"Why didn't I think of that?"

"What did you think of?" Wang Hao asked curiously.

Putting down the brush, raised his head to look at him, and said suspiciously: "You don't go to prepare for the trip, what are you doing here with me?"

"Old Wang, you are so wise...why didn't I think of the trick of using dance words to make ink, so that I can escape the trip to the north?" Xiao Luo said excitedly.

He was beaming with joy, as if he had found a way out of the sea of ​​suffering.

"Do you want to die? Disobey the sacred order, go directly to the death row, ask to be executed after the autumn, you choose one." Wang Hao said disgusted.

Glancing at him, dismissively, picked up the brush and continued to splash ink.

No distractions!

If you have time to argue here, it is better to continue to practice.

"Uh... I still choose to go north." Ronaldinho smiled awkwardly.

Disgusting himself, he quietly withdrew.

Three days later.

Come to the city gate.

A group of troops were fully armed, and three hundred elites of the Great Xia were waiting in formation.

Princess Qi Shiyun of Beiyan was in the middle of the team, surrounded by five hundred Beiyan guards, who were strictly protected.

The leader was none other than General Wu, who had had friendly exchanges with Ronaldinho.

At this time, he was holding a huge axe, staring at the two of them with malicious eyes, and sneered in his heart.

Seeing that Ronaldinho was restless, the two were fighting.

"Wang Hao, when are you leaving?" Qi Shiyun poked her head out and asked.

Sitting in the chariot, a red dress was swaying, and her delicate face was full of pride.

With sly eyes, he looked at Wang Hao with a smile of success.

"Depart immediately!" Wang Hao said.

With a blank expression on his face, he rode a war horse and walked ahead of the team.

Leading 800 troops to leave from the north gate of the capital, galloping all the way in the direction of Beiyan.

"Old Wang, it's a long way to go to Beiyan. I'm afraid it will take seven or eight days. We must not only guard against sneak attacks from the Nether Sect, but also be wary of these guys behind us secretly stumbling." Xiao Luo worried.

Galloping his horse, he leaned close to him, and explained with a dignified expression, "Especially that Wu Jiang, looking at us, he wished he could eat us alive."

"It's your fault! Who told you to torture him so badly in the prison?" Wang Hao said.

Swing the horsewhip to speed up.

Turning his head and glanced at the chariot behind him, he reminded: "I'm most worried about Qi Shiyun, who has a pungent personality. She has a strong desire for revenge and full of evil thoughts. Be careful not to be tricked by her."

at the same time.

Capital City, Old Six Gambling House.

Underground secret room.

A group of people dressed in black robes were gathered together, and the atmosphere was oppressive.

The room was gloomy.

They were the dead servants sent by the Nether Sect to assassinate Princess Beiyan, and followed them from the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun to the capital of Daxia.

The two sitting on the main seat are the Supreme Elders of the Nether Sect, called the 'Second Elders of the Nether', who are responsible for this hunting mission.

"I just got the news that the Beiyan Mission has left the Daxia capital, and our chance has come." You Ming said excitedly.

The whole city is under martial law recently, and they have never had a chance to do anything.

After waiting for so long, now is the opportunity.

"That little girl is doomed this time." You Ming Ah Er gritted his teeth.

Glancing at everyone, he ordered in a deep voice: "According to reliable information, there are [-] elite guards in the mission this time, not only the hussar general Wu Jiang, but also two entourages of the prison chief, one is the prison judge Wang Hao, One is Luo Xiaoyang, the head of the prison on the eighth floor, their cultivation bases are not simple, especially that Wang Hao is suspected to be a strong man in the state of transformation."

"A mere God Transformation Realm is nothing to worry about... As long as we set up an ambush, the eight hundred elites are nothing!" You Ming said.

His eyes flickered coldly, confident and powerful.

The elite guards of the mission are completely ignored.

"That's right, with the Supreme Elder personally sitting in the town, Wang Hao will not be able to make waves at all. Once Princess Beiyan dies, Daxia and Beiyan will definitely turn their faces. Then it will be time for our Nether Sect to reap the benefits." Someone said. echoed.

"This mission is only allowed to succeed, not to fail, what do you guys think?" You Ming Ah Er asked.

"Don't worry, the two elders, we have prepared a perfect plan and ambushed them on the road leading to the Sixteen States of Yanyun. We will definitely let them come and go, and the whole army will be wiped out."

You Ming Ada nodded in satisfaction and said: "If that's the case, let's call people to take action!"

"Here!"

Seeing all the subordinates getting busy and disappearing into the dark room one after another, You Ming Ah Er looked at him and said solemnly: "Brother, I heard that the young master is being imprisoned in the prison department, should we rescue him?"

"This matter is not for us to worry about. The matter of rescuing the young master is arranged by the ancestor and the Holy Mother." You Ming said.

He stroked his beard, looked serious, and reminded: "Don't forget what our mission is. The young master will not be in danger for the time being in the prison. Once we act without authorization and scare the snake, the ancestors and the Holy Mother will blame you. And I can't afford it."

Paused.

He added: "Have you forgotten the tragedy of the white tiger sage running away? To rob the prison with our strength is to seek our own death."

"Brother is far-sighted, it's my younger brother who didn't think carefully!" Ada You Ming admired.

It's been safe and sound all the way.

Wang Hao and his party traveled five hundred miles a day and came to a deserted village before dark.

Enter the deserted village and set up camp.

"Be careful, it's not peaceful here!" Wang Hao reminded.

Standing in the center of the village, he glanced with his spiritual sense and found that most of the houses here are solid and sound.

There are some dried blood stains on the ground, and traces of fighting can be seen everywhere.

It doesn't look like it's been abandoned for a long time.

There are even some villagers who have not completely rotted food in the hearth of their homes...

On the contrary, the village seemed to have suffered a huge change, and the whole village people fled in a panic.

heard.

Xiao Luo nervously said: "Old Wang, what did you discover? Did you discover the ambush of the Nether Sect?"

Holding the shark teeth tightly in his hand, he strode forward.

Look around.

It looked like the wind was jittery, and the grass and trees were all soldiers.