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

"I'm going to ask your mother now." Wang Hao said.

The voice just fell.

Ronaldinho came out of the cell next door, and happened to hear his last words.

Stretching his neck, his eyes revealed lecherous light, he looked around and asked, "Wife, where did you come from?"

Come to Wang Hao's side.

Seeing the handsome young master Nether, an inexplicable evil fire rose in his heart.

"Damn Xipi, you little boy, I'm not happy seeing you..." Xiao Luo cursed.

"He wants me to help him escape from prison, what can you say?" Wang Hao turned to look at Xiao Luo and said.

He bought Young Master Nether without any hesitation, without any psychological burden.

Turn around and walk out of the prison.

It is impossible to get any more information from the mouth of Young Master Nether... The idea of ​​wanting to make a fortune has been squandered.

Leave this matter to Ronaldinho.

After all, Ronaldinho is the best at this kind of prisoner who thinks of luck.

heard.

Xiao Luo raised his brows, and his big eyes like copper bells opened suddenly, looking fierce.

He opened the cell door and walked in.

Stretching his wrists, he said with a sinister smile, "Is that okay? Let the young master teach you the rules here..."

After half an hour.

Xiao Luo walked out contentedly, venting the stagnation in his heart.

Refreshing!

Leaving behind a Young Nether Lord with bruises all over his body, a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Before leaving, he cursed and said: "If you want to blame, I will blame your face, it almost threatened my position in the prison."

"See you once, hit you once!"

"How could this be? Is it a sin to be handsome?" Young Master Nether had a look of grief and indignation, and fell into deep doubt.

Go back to the lobby on the first floor.

Just handed over the task, ready to exchange value and go home.

Zhou Dianyu walked over with a serious face, and beside him was a scholar in a Confucian robe.

"Wang Hao, put him in the prison." The warden ordered.

This person is none other than a scholar who had met once in the chess club.

"Prisoner Zhou, what did this man do?" Wang Hao asked curiously.

"This stinky scholar wrote poems insulting the current Holy Majesty, and was arrested on the spot by street patrolling police..."

The scholar who dared to scold Emperor Tianqi in the capital of Daxia, this person should be No.1.

however.

The Great Xia Dynasty is a place that advocates force, the people are tough, and the culture is suppressed.

The status of Confucian scholars here is greatly excluded... very unwelcome by the imperial court.

The Jixia Academy of the Southern Ming Dynasty came here three times, trying to set up a school in Daxia, but all failed.

Even, 18 years ago, the holy son of Jixia Academy came to the capital, angered Emperor Tianqi, and was directly thrown into the prison.

He has not yet been released from the dungeon.

now.

Here comes another scholar who is not afraid of death.

He even dared to write poems to insult Emperor Tianqi in public, it really is an old birthday star who eats arsenic and is impatient to live.

"En!" Wang Hao nodded.

I am going to stay and add a small class.

Leading the scholar to the depths of the dungeon.

Lock him up on the eighth floor, with that Confucian holy son.

【Ding!Imprisoned a great Confucian in the realm of the gods, completed the epiphany, and obtained the 'Yangwu Sword Art'! 】

Huh?
It's really unbelievable, and the sea can't be measured.

Unexpectedly, this weak scholar who seems to have no strength to restrain a chicken is actually a strong man who hides his secrets.

A great Confucian who transforms into a god!

It didn't look like he was caught by street patrolling police, but rather like he was caught without a fight and entered the sky prison voluntarily.

This matter is strange!
"It's interesting!" Wang Hao murmured.

Run the pupil technique and look at the two bound scholars in the cell.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

The walls of the entire cell were filled with poems and songs, densely packed.

Even if the scholar's cultivation was sealed, his gestures were full of righteousness.

Don't be afraid of the evil spirit that permeates the dungeon.

The Son of Confucianism and Taoism is indeed terrifying!
After being suppressed for 18 years, the vitality in his body has not been affected at all, and it is even a little condensed, like a scorching sun.

Talent is in the body, and all dharmas do not invade.

"Could this be the innocence of a Confucian?" Wang Hao thought to himself.

Turn around and leave the eighth floor of the dungeon.

Come to the lobby on the first floor.

Zhou Dianyu didn't leave, and stood where he was, as if waiting for him specially, and had something to explain.

"How's the situation, is that scholar dishonest?" Zhou Dianyu asked.

"Well, everything is normal, locked on the eighth floor!" Wang Hao said truthfully.

Hearing his words, Zhou Dianju nodded in satisfaction.

Immediately.

With a complete look on his face, he solemnly ordered: "There has been some chaos in the capital in recent days. As the prison officer of the T-shaped prison, you must keep your spirits up and don't let the sky prison make another mistake."

"Especially the young master of the Nether Sect and the scholar who just came in, they have special identities, we must take good care of them, and there must be no problems, otherwise I will take you as a question..."

"The humble job knows!" Wang Hao nodded seriously.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you... The war in the northern border has subsided. Beiyan is willing to marry the princess and marry me in Daxia. At that time, the Nether Sect will definitely destroy the marriage and take advantage of the chaos. Their young master." Zhou Dianju reminded.

"I will strengthen the security of the Heavenly Prison and ensure that the Nether Sect members will never come back... they will be locked up neatly in the cell." Wang Hao vowed.

"Very good! This officer likes your attitude of low cultivation but strong tone." Zhou Dianyu said happily.

He reached out and patted his shoulder, and said seriously: "As long as you do your best for me, I will definitely not treat you badly."

After a few more words of advice, he left the town prison Si Tianlao contentedly.

Looking at the back of Zhou Dianyu leaving, Wang Hao sneered in his heart: "I can hit ten like you."

He turned around and left the dungeon.

Back at the new house in the suburbs, he went straight into the room.

He didn't choose to let Qingyu and others come to sleep.

Meditate with your legs crossed.

Can't wait to practice the [Yangwu Sword Art] I just got.

An earth-level swordsmanship!
Absorb the righteousness of heaven and earth, nourish your own noble righteousness, gather sword energy, prevent evil spirits from invading, all dharmas will not be stained, and eliminate all injustices in the world.

Ten years of hard work sharpened a sword, and now it is sharp!
Since there is no corresponding Confucian practice method, this set of swordsmanship cannot exert the power of the earth level.

However, Wang Hao found another way, instead of cultivating grand righteousness, he replaced it with ultimate murderous aura.

The effect is surprisingly amazing.

Let the killing spirit in the body become more terrifying and pure...

The sword is unsheathed, shocking the world, weeping ghosts and gods!
The rolling murderous aura was like a storm rolling in a narrow room, and the overflowing breath scared the female ghost in the courtyard.

Out of spirits!

"Master is too strong, just a trace of murderous intent leaked, almost wiped us out... It's really terrifying." Qingyu's face turned pale.

There was a trace of fear in the beautiful eyes, looking at the houses in the distance, full of admiration and fear.

this moment.

They were conquered by Wang Hao's inadvertent display of strength, and they no longer dared to have other small thoughts.

Destroyed!

I feel honored to be able to do double cultivation with Wang Hao!