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

"What's wrong?" Ronaldinho asked nervously.

Look a little unnatural.

All his attention was on the golden light talisman that suddenly appeared, which seemed very familiar to him.

A bad idea happened to arise in my heart.

Just at this time.

Hearing Wang Hao's voice suddenly, his heart jumped into his throat.

Do a thief guilty!

Looking at his solemn expression, he asked with a trembling voice, "You, did you find anything?"

"Fifteen prisoners are missing, and there are 3000 to [-] dead heads." Wang Hao said in a deep voice.

The voice just fell.

Qinglong came over, clasped his fists in plea, and said: "I also ask Judge Wang to forgive me, it's because we are not protecting you well, and watched that witch snatch fifteen prisoners before she left."

"The talented girl Ke Qingqing from Jixia is so powerful, it's normal that you can't compete!" Wang Hao waved his hand.

He didn't blame them for their poor handling of affairs, but was thinking about the whereabouts of those dead heads.

The conversation changed, and he asked, "Then how few people are killed?"

"I don't know the humble job!" Qinglong shook his head.

Frowning tightly, showing an expression of memory, he explained: "The scene was too chaotic just now, and I didn't pay much attention to the situation of those corpses."

"Could it be haunted?" Xiao Luo weakly changed the subject.

"Not bad." Wang Hao said.

After his reminder, he suddenly had a vague answer in his mind, and guessed: "It is very likely that these dead heads were stolen by the ghost king's people."

"The grievances of the remnant souls on the court also disappeared!" Xia Yao reminded.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he found that there was not a single ray of soul left on the mountain of corpses filled with blood.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!
"Ghost Wang Zong is so courageous!" Wang Hao laughed back angrily.

Unexpectedly, the people of the Ghost King Sect were so bold, they stole thousands of dead heads and reaped the resentment of more than ten thousand remnants of souls under their noses.

Got a big deal!

"This matter will be reported to His Majesty at the end, and the whereabouts of the ghost king Zong will be wanted throughout the city..." General Tian Chong recommended himself.

This set of coquettish operations by Ghost King Zong is obviously slapping the face of the Great Xia court.

Challenge the majesty of the imperial court!
This cannot be tolerated...

"Well, then there will be General Lao!" Wang Hao nodded.

Turning his head to look at the mountains of corpses on the street, he flicked his fingers, and a golden flame fell on the mountain of corpses.

next second.

The raging fire covered the entire street, and the scorching heat made the surrounding crowd retreat three feet.

It's unbearably hot!
Before returning to the prison, hundreds of guards were left to supervise the burning of the fire.

A death order was issued, and they were not allowed to leave until the burning was over.

The fire burned for several hours as soon as it burned, directly from noon to nightfall.

There was a smell of cooked barbecue in the air, covering half of the capital, and it didn't dissipate for a long time...

that's it.

As a result, the people in the city could not smell the smell of meat for several months, especially the smell of burnt barbecue.

Disgusting!
Set a fire to burn the corpse, once and for all, to prevent some unexpected changes from happening again.

When he led the brigade back to the prison chief, Xia Yao led the white guards and left quietly.

The decisive decision this time allowed the [-] young generals in white to deeply understand the meaning of killing, and also let them see what a real bloody Shura field is.

The blade in his hand alone has been slashed several times.

If it wasn't for the spirit weapon, I'm afraid dozens of them would have been scrapped...

After burning books and burying scholars, the bloody act of massacring more than [-] people in a day successfully deterred Xiaoxiao from all sides.

Let countless demons and crooked sects see the tough attitude of the Great Xia court.

Iron and blood brutal!

In the following days, the capital became calm and the crime rate plummeted.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

Occasionally, a few monsters with no eyes were imprisoned in the sky prison.

At other times, Wang Hao is also free, except for cultivation.

Entering the palace from time to time, together with Xia Yao, he trained the white-clothed guards, and absorbed their excessive killing energy.

Xia Yao, on the other hand, was still brooding over the golden talisman that suddenly appeared that day, and had been secretly investigating the clues of the golden talisman in the city.

If you don't avenge this revenge, you will feel restless!
It has almost become an obsession in her heart!
During this time.

On the contrary, they found clues to the Ghost King Sect and pulled out many of their strongholds.

"Old Wang, according to the latest news obtained by the Shence Army, a paper-making shop in the north of the city has found traces of those little devils from the Ghost King Sect!" Xiao Luo strode in.

Holding a small note, handed it to him, and said excitedly: "It is said that I seem to have found the whereabouts of the old man Tiangui."

Received the information.

"That old ghost?" Wang Hao frowned.

I still have some impressions of this ghost old man of the Ghost King Sect. He once fought against each other in the underground palace of the Shenhou Mansion.

Suffering from calamity, still not dead?
"En." Xiao Luo nodded.

With a serious expression, he said: "As long as I catch him, maybe I can get the whereabouts of the Emperor's seal."

Immediately.

With a firm gaze, he said: "It is our duty to revive the glory of our ancestors!"

"If you have any news, let me know." Wang Hao said.

Slowly stood up, ready to go to routine work, to inspect the situation of the prison on a daily basis.

Just walked out the door.

I saw Qinglong escorting a thin young man over.

Looking at his age, he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, his face was pale, his body was thin, and he looked malnourished.

With shackles on his hands and feet, a heavy shackle around his neck, and a God Seal on his head, it was very difficult to walk.

recoil!

Being directly carried by Qinglong is as easy as carrying a small chicken.

come near.

"Brother Wang, it's just right that you're here. Our dragon guards caught a little boy from the ghost Wangzong at the paper-making shop in the north of the city." Qinglong introduced.

"Where's the ghost old man that day?" Xiao Luo asked eagerly.

heard.

Qinglong sighed, and said dejectedly: "The information is wrong, there is an old man who is farting, and he caught a kid who is practicing Qi after working hard."

"Hi! It makes me happy for nothing!" Ronaldinho was greatly disappointed.

Suddenly feel dull for a while!
After taking the thin young man from his hands, he turned around and was about to be imprisoned in the first floor prison.

I don't know how many of this kind of weak little lao have been imprisoned in the past month.

If there is no one hundred, there are eighty!
Can't arouse any interest...

Just as he took two steps with the young man in charge, Wang Hao stopped him: "Wait a minute!"

"What's wrong?" Ronaldinho asked puzzled.

Turning to look at him, a pair of big eyes showed doubtful light, and asked: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Hand him over to me and imprison him in the ninth floor prison." Wang Hao said in a deep voice.

[Pupil of Delusion] Running quietly, he found that the thin young man in front of him was not as weak as he appeared on the surface, and there was a cloud of black ghost energy lingering in the dantian in his body, with a very different breath.

If it weren't for the subconscious use of the pupil technique, I'm afraid this abnormality would have been ignored.

hear him.

The thin boy frowned indistinctly, and doubts flashed in his pupils.

I couldn't help but sneak a second look at him, wondering if I had exposed something...

"Stopping this kid on the ninth floor, isn't it a bit of a small talent?" Ronaldinho muttered.