After falling from the devil, the villain leader quit her job

Xie Yue touched his chin, "The question is, can we get out?"

Song Xi: "..."

Really heartbroken.

The problem is back to the beginning.

Ye Wangyou thought for a while: "Why don't we find Xiaobai to get us? I remember that he seems to have saved the life of the mayor's wife, maybe he can save face."

"It's not feasible. I have been to Yanyang City before. The owner of the city is a soldier. He is extremely principled. He will not violate the laws he set because of favors." Xie Yue put his hands behind his head and said helplessly.

He really saw the Lord of Yanyang City from a distance.

The only impression is that he is a powerful old-fashioned.

Yanyang City has a particularly famous guard army——Yan Family Army, which was brought out by the city lord himself.

All of them are tough men who bleed but don't shed tears.

Wei Qinghuai crossed his legs, staring at the iron fences that were as thick as the babies' wrists, thoughtfully.

Not to mention that the power of the three fellow disciples with aura or magic energy is far superior to that of ordinary people.

Even if it is him, in the world of cultivating immortals, he can be regarded as Xulao's profession of spirit beast master - even if he can't lift it with his hands, shoulders, or break open the fence, if he releases a spirit beast at will, he can easily bite it open.

There is such a disparity in power between mortals in the secular world and monks in the world of cultivating immortals.

If there are no restrictions, these are not even obstacles to them.

But they seem to rely too much on aura and spiritual power on weekdays, and after being restricted by the secular world, they are hindered everywhere.

Song Xi grabbed the iron railing, put his face to the gap in the railing and looked out.

According to her observation, there seem to be two guards in this prison, which rotate every hour. One team leader has a big heart, and his prison key is hung on his waist.

Xie Yue looked at Song Xi who was about to push himself out from the gap in the fence, his temples bulged.

Why is the person who is bad every day suddenly working hard today? !

Really, he doesn't understand.

Xie Yue broke the jar and said, "Or we can go out directly, at worst, after watching the beast tide, we will go back to Penglai Island and live in the punishment tower for a year."

"no, I'm fine."

As soon as Xie Yue spoke, Song Xi seemed to think of something and already had an idea in his mind.

While waving her hands, she turned her head and smiled obediently: "Don't worry, I will make a move."

"We're going out tonight."

The other three couldn't help shivering.

Not so good.

Whenever the little junior sister shows such a sweet and obedient smile, someone will suffer.

Hope it's not them.

***

the other side.

Ever since the head of the Zhengyang Sect tried to attack the old man in white, he was slapped on the ground and coughed up blood for a long time.

For a moment, no one dared to speak out.

Elder Shennongmen frowned, he always felt that this person looked very similar to the one recorded in the scroll.

But the temperament of the whole body is really not in line.

The ancestor in the records is not a fairy-like, normal-spirited master. When he was young, he would tease cats and dogs, and provoke and make appointments everywhere when he was free. When he was older, he was an authentic old urchin. Make trouble.

Wherever there is him, there will be a smoky atmosphere, chickens and dogs will not rest in peace, but he is so good at fighting that no one can stop him.

After thinking about it, the elder of Shennongmen still couldn't restrain his curiosity, he gritted his teeth, thinking that the big deal is that if he admits the wrong person and gets slapped, he will just vomit blood.

"May I ask if your Excellency is the Patriarch of Changyi?"

Patriarch Changyi's eyes lit up, he didn't expect that after so many years, someone would recognize him.

He was just about to go up to the two brothers to ask if he was the defeated general under him back then, when the people behind him grabbed his sleeves.

Patriarch Changyi hurriedly coughed lightly, and nodded dignifiedly.

Many young disciples of the new generation didn't know who this person was, but the heads and elders of other sects obviously took a breath when they saw him admit it.

The head of the Zhengyang sect's pale face, which had already vomited blood, lost all color.

Kicked on the iron board.

Even if everyone here has never seen it, they have all heard the name of this lunatic. He is a guy who beat them mercilessly in their previous life.

Everyone could only watch helplessly as the old man in white elegantly wiped his fingers carefully one by one with a silk handkerchief, and then lightly threw the dirty handkerchief on the face of the bewildered head of the Zhengyang Sect.

Full of humiliation, but no one dared to speak out.

Even Qiu Daoyuan didn't dare to step forward to help his father.

Many excellent disciples who were protected looked at the head and elders of their own family who were silent.

Only then did he suddenly understand how cruel it is to respect the strong in the world of immortality.

"Does anyone else think that my apprentice stole your things?" The old man in white tugged at his sleeve silently, but he couldn't pull it out, so he could only continue to hold the avatar and speak lightly.

"..."

The crowd fell silent.

Laughing to death, it's not that I'm tired of living.

Who would dare to rob Changyi Patriarch for his apprentice? !

That was a fighting madman who kicked the hall one by one hundreds of years ago, knocking all the former heads of the sect to the ground and blasting them with hammers.

Seeing this, the Changyi patriarch flicked his cuffs in satisfaction, "Xiaobai, give him a pill and we'll go."

"okay!"

With a brisk reply, everyone noticed that there was a young man behind Patriarch Changyi.

The boy was wearing baby fat, he looked young, and there were two cute dimples on his smiling face, he really didn't look like the rumored old lunatic just now.

The elder of Forging Shenzong was not afraid of power, and continued to display his integrity, and said as if he couldn't bear it: "Little monk, if you are kidnapped, you just blink."

Shen Xiaobai: "???"

He stared blankly at the elder of Shenshenzong who was full of pity, and then looked back at his master who was still holding a high-profile master in doubt.

I suddenly wondered if it was a bit overacted.

Patriarch Changyi coughed lightly, and frantically gave Shen Xiaobai a wink. This look of cramped eyes frightened all the sect masters and elders to protect several disciples under their sect, and took two steps back quickly.

The head of the Forging God Sect hid behind the crowd with the open-mouthed elder of his own sect.

The Changyi patriarch had a high level of cultivation and excellent hearing, and could even clearly hear the sect master and the elder whispering.

"Don't die? What do you think you want to rob your apprentice? Look at that old man at Zhengyangmen, he's still lying on his stomach and vomiting blood!"

Elder of Forging God Sect: "..."

Patriarch Changyi: "..."

Shen Xiaobai: "..."

Others can't understand, but he can still understand.

nothing else.

Pure master is going to be unable to pretend anymore.

He stuffed a elixir into the trembling hand of the head of the Zhengyang Gate, turned around and walked quickly behind Patriarch Changyi.

The ancestor of Changyi still had a cold face, holding a 1.8-meter aura, holding the shrunken Medicine King Secret Realm in one hand, and Shen Xiaobai in the other.

As if elusive and haunted when he came, he disappeared directly in front of everyone's eyes.

It wasn't until he flew ten miles away that Changyi Patriarch let out a long sigh of relief, stopped, and patted his chest, "How is it? You did a good job as a teacher, right? This master has a good demeanor, so don't tell Xiao Wu directly." They got the venue back?!"

Shen Xiaobai choked up.

How could his master have the face to praise himself.

If he hadn't been dragging him desperately behind him, his unreliable master would have collapsed on the spot.

Throughout the whole process, he was afraid that his master would rush up and beat them up one by one again.

Patriarch Changyi was very satisfied with himself, and he didn't take his apprentice's distorted and complicated expression as if he had eaten a fly to his heart.

The lines of the talisman in his hand lit up slightly, he closed his eyes and sensed it, and couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows.

What are you doing, why is his big apprentice in the secular world?

Still in jail? !

At the same time, the talisman pattern on Xie Yue's hand, who was lying flat again, also lit up.