The city lord's wife whispered a few words beside the mage, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Behind the mage, groups of warlocks swarmed up and walked towards the cell, each with a wicked smile on their faces......

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A few days ago, Zhu'er refused the wedding dress that was arranged for her to be made by the drunken lady in the cloth village, and the drunken lady held a grudge, so she went to find the city lord's wife.

Liurou knew that in order to find some medicinal herbs for her, Jiu Yi had gone to the back door with the city lord's wife.

Prison Yi and the city lord's wife have a leg, and the city lord's wife is particularly satisfied with the little white face of Prison Yi.

Women are always very possessive of what they like, and the same is true for people.

"I'm tired of talking to the city lord's wife, the new cloth that the city lord's wife asked me to pay attention to before has made progress!" Rou gave the gatekeeper of the City Lord's Mansion a large cake, "This stuffing is delicious." ”

The janitor's sallow face was down, but his eyes lit up the moment he saw the flatbread. "I didn't expect you Buzhuang to have such a good thing! Okay, I'll report! ”

The janitor devoured the flatbread and drank the well water rudely, and then busily went to report it.

When the city lord's wife heard about the new pattern of fabric, she immediately became interested, "See! Let her in! ”

"Ma'am." When she was drunk, the city lord's wife pulled her up excitedly, "Where's the cloth?" Didn't you bring the cloth with you? ”

Rou thought for a while and said, "The styles are all in my mind, and I keep each style for my wife." Madame, don't worry. ”

The city lord's wife waved her hand in disappointment: "Where is this the same?" I'm going to see ...... with my own eyes."

"Madame, don't worry, I just want to talk to you about the streets and alleys, and relieve Madame's boredom."

"Forget it, it's all here, you say. It's just interesting to talk about, if it's not interesting, you wait to go to the slave hall! The lady sat on the soft couch, raised her hand nobly, and looked at her well-maintained fingers.

"Madame is a frequent visitor to our cloth village, serving you well and making you physically and mentally comfortable is the purpose of our cloth village!"

The city lord's wife was very useful for this flattery. Drunken squatted down and hung her legs for the city lord's wife.

"If you want to say the biggest interesting things in Pansi City today, they are all related to our daughter......

"I'm not interested in hearing about your daughter." The city lord's wife rolled her eyes.

"Madam, don't worry, our daughter, it's her blessing to be able to get along with you, and I'm here to ask for her blessing."

"Even if you have a vision, if you want to say that the most blessed person in this Silk City today, isn't it me? Hum. The city lord's wife raised her chin and snorted arrogantly.

"My daughter is going to get married recently, and the object is called Du Zi, and she is the owner of the mask pavilion next to our cloth village."

"Hush." The City Lord's Lady snorted disdainfully, "Mask? It's all boring kid's stuff, what can it do. ”

"Alas, why does our girl like others?" Drunken Rou sighed pretendedly, "I heard that he is still an illegitimate child, and his father is still in charge of the slave hall!" I also think that kid is fine, but his own father is promising! ”

The city lord's wife choked on her own saliva, "Who are you talking about?" ”

Drunken eyes rolled: "I said my daughter, ma'am." ”

"Whose bastard are you talking about? Does Prison Yi have an illegitimate child? ”

Drunken Rou pretended to be surprised and said, "Don't you know? As early as more than ten years ago, it was spread all over the streets and alleys, saying that Prison Yi didn't know who he had an illegitimate child with, and sent him out of the slave hall......"

With a "snap", the city lord's wife slapped her bare hand on the table in front of her, "How can this be reasonable!" He actually had an illegitimate child? And with whom? ”

The city lord's wife was out of breath.

"Why is Madame so angry?" Drunken Rou pretended to find the city lord's wife under the stairs and said, "Presumably the reason why the lady is so angry is because Prison Yi didn't let her son stay in the slave hall to do things, right?" ”

The city lord's wife turned around a thousand times, and finally nodded, and said: "That's true, since Prison Yi has mortgaged his soul to the slave hall, and he has to do things for the slave hall for the rest of his life, how can his son escape?" ”

Drunk and soft, she knelt down and begged in a hurry: "Madame has always been generous, Madame must also be a clear-eyed person, although this is the illegitimate son who is ignorant and did not go back to the slave hall in time to do things when he grows up, but Madame will definitely not kill him because of such a small matter, Madame will at most only arrest him back to the slave hall and lock him up for a small punishment, Madam, do you say yes?" ”

The city lord's wife thought about it for a while, and felt that what Yu Rou said was good, so she sent someone to immediately arrest Du Zi from the Mask Pavilion and put him in the slave hall.

The people who followed the city lord's wife with their own eyes saw that after Du Zi was caught, he leaked the news to the gatekeeper of Buzhuang, and the gatekeeper of Buzhuang hurriedly ran to the mask pavilion to ask, and sure enough, the big thing was not good.

"Hey, what are you going to do?" Drunken Rou stops the gatekeeper of Buzhuang.

"I'm going to report to the master, my uncle is in distress, this is a big deal!"

Liurou's eyes flashed, and she said, "The master is out." Since it's my uncle's business, you should go and tell the young lady first. ”

"Good! Listen to Madame! "The guy was in a hurry and had no master, and when he heard the words of the boss's wife, he suddenly had a backbone.

According to the original plan of the drunken Rou, it should have been that the boss of the cloth village had already abducted Zhu'er to the slave hall before he returned, and even if Abu knew the situation, there would be no way to rescue Zhu'er.

Rourou laughed rampantly in her heart. The slave hall has always been there and there is no return, and when you go to the "golden wire cage", you can only send them to death.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, and the plan has not caught up with the changes.

The boss of the cloth village came back early, and he heard about the Mask Pavilion before he even entered the door, and he was worried that Zhu'er would act recklessly on impulse. So he immediately rushed over.

And no one imagined that Zhu'er would turn from a weak girl to a girl with hunting teeth and lethality.

Seeing that the situation had changed, she immediately went to the City Lord's Mansion again to find the City Lord's wife, "Madam, I'm afraid my girl will go to the slave hall to make trouble, if you delay the punishment of the kid in the Mask Pavilion, Madame must be lightly punished......"

"Hmph, I'll see what kind of moth she can make."

"Madam, I'm really thinking about it. I don't want that girl to spoil your business, either. ”

"Hmph." The city lord's wife snorted coldly, and called the leader of the mages she was in captivity, "You send someone to the slave hall to have a look, you must not let Prison Yi's illegitimate son run away, hmph, I will lock him up for a few more days, let Prison Yi make a memory, and then ask him to redeem himself!" ”

Drunk Rou snorted coldly in her heart at the words of the city lord's wife.

Drunk Rou suddenly knelt down, hugged the legs of the city lord's wife and said: "Although my girl often insults the city lord at home, insults the city lord's wife, and opposes the existence of the slave hall, she has always had a thief's heart and no thief's courage......"

The lady of the city lord overturned the tablecloth with a "whoosh" and smashed the tea set on the table.

"How can this be true? Do you have to wait for her to have the courage to deal with her? You mother, you can't spoil her. ”

The city lord's wife walked out of the house with a fierce face, "Mage, take someone with me, Mrs. Ben will personally teach this little girl a lesson, see if she dares to do so!" ”

"Madame! Don't! My daughter just said that you raised a little white face and were ridden by 10,000 people......"

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! Three slaps in a row, and he was frantically slapped in the drunken face by the city lord's wife, "What did you say?" Say it again! ”

Drunk and soft covered her face and said with an aggrieved face, "It's my ignorant girl who said it!" I tried to persuade her, but she wouldn't listen...... Don't blame her, ma'am, she's young. ”

"Huh, still young? Can you slander people at a young age? If she was older, what else could she say? If Mrs. Ben doesn't teach her a lesson, will she still go to heaven? If you let her go for a few more years, will she still ride on my head and on the head of the city lord?! ”

Drunk and soft knelt there crying silently and begging for mercy, looking pitiful. The city lord's wife was angry, "That's it, you are for your daughter, I don't blame you...... Mage! Let's go! ”

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Yue Zhao estimated that she was walking in the cell, but the more she walked inside, the more an aura surrounded her.

"So familiar......"

"You're finally here......"

"Me?" Yue Zhao pointed to himself, "Who is talking?" ”

"Whoever you are, I am."

Yue Zhao thought for a while, "Are you Xu Ri?" The real Xu Ri? ”

Yue Zhao estimated that now her face was the fairy-like face that belonged to Xu Ri.

"Go to the City Lord's Mansion, steal the runes, and I will be able to return to your body."

Yue Zhao weighed it, "Why should I believe you?" What are runes? ”

"I've been trapped here by those mages since I was stripped of my body, and I studied it for a long time before I discovered the strangeness of the Slave Hall formation. The foundation of those mages' cultivation, as well as the formation that maintained this cell, were all fed by a pool of spirit pools in the City Lord's Mansion. And the soul breath power of the spirit pool is a rune paper at the bottom of the pool that you rely on. ”

"Rune paper?" Yue Zhao thought for a moment, "I've also read some ancient books, but the books seem to say that rune paper will not appear in such a small place." ”

The voice seemed to pause for a moment, followed by a chuckle, "What do you think this is?" Is it small? ”

"Isn't it small?" Yue Zhao asked rhetorically, "A Yuan attic, even if a city on a certain continent is moved to it by a different method, it is only one floor of a Yuan attic after all, if this city really has the so-called Fu Ling, I'm afraid it would have died long ago when Pansi City was uprooted, right?" ”

"I don't know what part of your IQ has been inherited from the Extreme Divine Kite, and why you are so stupid."

"What do you mean? The Extreme Divine Kite is my spirit animal, what do you mean by my inheritance? ”

"Do you know what kind of existence the Yuan Loft is?" The woman hiding in the air did not answer the rhetorical question.

Yue Zhao estimated his eyebrows and thought for a moment, "At most, it's just a sky-climbing tower with layers of traps and enchantments. ”

"Wrong," there was a bit of seriousness in the woman's smile, "the interior of the Yuan attic is a time and space in itself. ”