Dai Yangqiu's lower body was still frozen in place, and there was still frost on his beard and hair, but the murderous intent in his eyes was like a cold light coming out of a sheath, and he used his last strength to punch Mozang's Jade Pillow Point!

In the past, he might have had some plans to retire peacefully, but after seeing the methods of the three Wusheng Cult members, he knew very well that he was probably doomed today.

If you can't escape, there is only one option left.

Strangely enough, after abandoning other unnecessary thoughts, Dai Yangqiu felt that his thoughts were clearer, his body felt light, and he even forgot the fact that his lower body was still frozen.

He remembered that he was like this when he was thirty years old. He never felt tired or tired, and was not afraid of anything.

You can walk on the Guishui Lost Road three times without taking a break.

"Death to the monster!"

Dai Yangqiu burned everything he had, and this punch that risked his own life was enough to rival his peak!

On the other side, Cui Xiaoniang had unlocked the cell door and was about to rush to help. She saw this scene and exclaimed: "That's enough! Kill him!!"

Dai Yangqiu also caught a glimpse of Cui Xiaoniang from the corner of his eye, but he didn't think the other party could stop him. There was no way he could miss at such a short distance.

Until he heard a piano sound.

Dai Yangqiu's fist was about to smash Mo Zang's head, but at this critical moment, his movements stopped.

The distance between the two sides is so close that there may only be an inch difference.

Just a little bit different.

"you're old."

Mozang didn't even look back.

Dai Yangqiu opened his mouth, and a ball of green flame came out of his mouth, followed by his nose, ears, eyes, and all his orifices.

It turns out... there is another person...

If he felt something, he raised his head tremblingly, and saw the candlelight of one of the wall lamps manifesting into a middle-aged scribe with a pale face, holding a piece of wood that looked like it was burnt in his arms.

No, it’s not a wooden board, it’s a stringless piano!

Dai Yangqiu's pupils trembled.

He knew the identity of this person. He was General Tai Sui of Si Tianjian and Xiang Zhen, Confucius of Burning Qin.

Dai Yangqiu grabbed his neck tightly, opening and closing his mouth, wanting to ask the other person face to face why he did this.

Xiang Zhen ranks ninth among the sixty-year-olds. It would take some effort for Erbasu to capture him. Why would he obey the orders of these three cult monsters?

Si Tianjian has been eroded by the Wusheng Cult. How many of their chess pieces are there in the imperial city?

When he was dying, he seemed to see a lotus-shaped mark emerging from Xiang Zhen's pupils.

what is that……

But Dai Yangqiu no longer had time to think.

In the blink of an eye, a ball of fire engulfed him completely.

…

"Huh~ He almost plotted against me."

Mozang put on his cassock again and wiped his forehead exaggeratedly, as if he had been sweating profusely just now.

Cui Xiaoniang rushed over and shattered Dai Yangqiu's charred corpse with one palm. She was still a little annoyed and yelled: "Humph, Iron-making Star Dai Kuangtu was a figure thirty years ago. What a pity."

, I resigned myself to becoming a court hawk, wasting my heroic spirit in vain. I deserve to end up like this!"

"The imperial eagle dog?" Mozang whistled and raised his eyebrows: "What about your eagle dog?"

When Cui Xiaoniang mentioned this, a look of pride appeared on her face, she covered her mouth and smiled softly, then turned towards Zhen and hooked her fingers.

Xiang Zhen was holding the stringless harp so numbly that his body suddenly trembled. A faint flash of struggle flashed through his cloudy pupils, but it was soon replaced by the lotus mark. He walked to Cui Xiaoniang and knelt down in front of Cui Xiaoniang like a puppet on strings.

Then he slowly took off her shoes and socks.

Cui Xiaoniang stepped on Xiang Zhen's face without politeness, her round toes ran over his face inch by inch, slid to his mouth, and played with Xiang Zhen's lips and tongue on a whim.

From beginning to end, Xiang Zhen didn't even blink.

Cui Xiaoniang enjoyed the pleasure of humiliating General Tai Sui and sarcastically said: "Look, he is quite obedient."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Mozang has long been used to it. Anyway, this woman has always had fun, so he turned to ask about business: "Have you got the incense from Longmen Mountain?"

"It's all ready."

"So fast! Cao Shangshu really loves you."

"Are you envious? I think you are pretty, would you like to introduce me to you?"

"No blessing. I don't like the old man." Mozang paused and looked at Wenxiang Bodhisattva: "Now that the matter is done, what about us...?"

When Cui Xiaoniang saw Wenxiang Bodhisattva and Sikong Jian, her face darkened, she crossed her arms and said dissatisfied: "I really don't know why you insist on saving this waste. In order to save him, do you know how many hidden tricks I have used this time?

!Originally, it was intended to be used for escaping if something went wrong, but it blocked all the way back..."

Wenxiang Bodhisattva turned a deaf ear to the complaints of his companions and took care of himself to save Sikongjian, who was tortured until he became inhuman.

She didn't speak, but the paintings on the mask kept changing, and the lines gradually became messy. In the end, the patterns on it could no longer be seen clearly.

All that was left was a gloomy black mess.

At this moment, Sikong Jian, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly made a move and grabbed Wenxiang Bodhisattva's sleeve tightly!

Cui Xiaoniang and Mozang's expressions changed at the same time.

However, this strange movement only lasted for half a moment, and Sikong Jian's hand soon lost strength and fell down.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Cui Xiaoniang said uncertainly: "He...he passed out again?"

Mo Zang put his hand on Sikong Jian's forehead, checked it, and shook his head: "It's not coma, it's just falling asleep."

"Huh? Is there any difference?"

"There is a difference. What Sikongjian practices is the "Hidden Dragon Wuwei Shen Meng Baojuan" written by the old mother Wu Sheng. He must have seen something in his dream and is warning us. Send him back to the main altar and save him.

.besides……"

Speaking of this, Mozang's eyes aroused deep reluctance. After struggling for a long time, he made a helpless decision.

"We can no longer go to Longmen Mountain."

"Are you crazy?! Devil's Heart Tribulation, Heavenly Sword, Princess Youqing, Shenxiao Ling... they are all in Longmen Mountain! Each one of them is related to my sect's plan. They have been preparing for so long, and they won't go even if they say they can't go?!"

It’s not that Mozang didn’t understand what Cui Xiaoniang said, but he also knew that Wu Sheng Sect could survive for so many years under the rule of the Great Zhou Dynasty because of caution. Now that he has made up his mind, he will not let go of anything he says: “No need to say more,

I believe in Sikong Jian. There will always be opportunities in the future, but we can’t fold in."

"Fuck you, mother!"

"Then you go and fuck."

The Mozang oil and salt were not coming in, and the Wenxiang Bodhisattva was an unresponsive piece of wood. Cui Xiaoniang was even more irritated and said angrily: "This is Gyeonggi Province! I have been working here for so long, and you think I am a freeloader?! Why don't you tell me that?"

You, Demon Heart Tribulation and Shen Xiao Ling, I am determined to win them!"

"Only you?"

"Ha..." Cui Xiaoniang sneered, and her beautiful face became particularly ferocious at this moment. She turned around and pointed at the many prisoners in the prison, with unspeakable madness flashing in her eyes.
Chapter completed!