"Ah Lang, don't look at it, let's go!" Qianyu said in a low voice.

"Shhh, Sister Qianyu, don't talk, the show has just begun, let's take a look at it, see what people are doing, learn more, learn more from others, right?" Ah Lang stared at the head of the bed in front of him and whispered.

"You learn to be a fart, learn from the advantages of a hair, you big silver thief!" Qian Yu suddenly blushed, grabbed Ah Lang's ear, and dragged him out of the room.

The two came to the top of the clouds, Ah Lang kneaded his ears with his hands, and looked at Qianyu Feixia's pretty face with a smile.

"Sister Qianyu, why don't you watch the bright moon and stars here, and go to watch the enemy formation for your husband, okay?"

"It's not good, talk to me, and we'll go together later!" Qianyu said with her head down.

"Okay, then the husband will accompany Qianyu Jiaoniang to chat, imagine a life, and look forward to a beautiful tomorrow. ”

"Death, don't be flamboyant, talk well. Qian Yu glared at Ah Lang with disgust.

Ah Lang hugged Qianyu with a smile, took off the mask on her face, kissed her the cheek, and said: "I think my Lang Ye is also knowledgeable, and he has also dabbled in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and can be called a literati, but it's a pity, it's a pity! Alas, ......" Ah Lang finished speaking, and lowered his head and sighed.

Qian Yu was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look at Ah Lang, and said curiously: "What are you sorry for?"

"The three hobbies of literati and: reading silver books, reading spring, and listening to meows! We don't get the same, but it's a pity, it's a pity! Alas, ......" Ah Lang finished speaking, shaking his head and sighing again.

"Big silver thief, you still dare to talk nonsense!" Qian Yu finished speaking, and pulled Ah Lang's ears again.

Ah Lang hurriedly hugged Qianyu tightly in his arms and coaxed her with a smile for a long time......

"Ah Lang, Princess Lan'er of the Hanjing Dynasty, has a big problem. She seems to have a good cultivation, she should be the peak master of the innate "Wanglou", how could she be with the people of the Nine Demon Palace...... That...... That's what. Qianyu said softly.

"My wife is just smart, and she's all right. Moreover, Princess Nalan'er cultivated the "Netherworld True Scripture" of the Nine Demon Palace, and her personal maid Xiaomei was most likely destroyed by her. As for the person who came to the Nine Demon Palace, I don't know who his identity is, but he can hook up with the little princess of the Hanjing Dynasty, it's amazing! I estimate that this person should not be very old, and his appearance should be good in all aspects, and his status in the Nine Demon Palace should not be low! Alas...... If I had stayed in the room for a while just now, I would have figured out the identity of this person and the purpose of coming here, but it's a pity!" Ah Lang sighed again.

After listening to Ah Lang's words, Qianyu was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Then let's go now." ”

Ah Lang hurriedly nodded in agreement, and the two turned into the void again and hurried to Princess Lan's room.

The wind and waves are calm, the tide recedes and the waves stop, and only the constant dripping and panting remains......

"Husband, how do you feel?" Princess Lan whispered softly.

"My husband feels so refreshed and crooked, and it's so comfortable!Oops...... My Lan'er, that's amazing!" the man exclaimed.

"It's not that the husband has taught well, but Lan'er is also smart and clever, and the "Yin and Yang Treasure" given by the husband is handy, and it is easy to come to the top of the two of us tonight!" Princess Lan chuckled.

"Well said, well said, well said, quack......, quack

Then the two of them had a period of warmth and affection, after a long time......

"Lan'er, where is Prince Yujing imprisoned now?" the man asked.

"In the palace prison, let him suffer for a few days first, or Lan'er will let him take advantage of him in vain, and then secretly poison him, and then the Yujing Dynasty will inevitably send troops to the Hanjing Dynasty, and we can ......"

Before Princess Lan could finish her words, the man laughed strangely again......

Wow, quack, quack, quack, quack......

"Lan'er's idea is very good, we should celebrate again for this matter!

The man laughed weirdly.

"Husband, you are so good, Kamao Beinose!" exclaimed Princess Lan.

"Oh yes, watch the husband carry a gun and straddle the horse, and fight on the battlefield!" the man yelled.

"Husband, Lan'er can't wait, come to Sigou!" Princess Lan also shouted.

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In the corner of the room, a gust of air surged, floating out and above the void clouds.

"Alas,, these two are really a perfect match, the man's wolf ambition is ruthless and vicious. The female silver devil wave baby, snake and scorpion belly. Sooner or later, Lang Ye will make you two unable to come out, but it will disgust me to death!" Ah Lang stood in the void, tilted his head, and took a deep breath.

"Husband, don't you want to be a literati, don't you listen to something?" Giggles, gurgles, gurgles......" Qianyu looked at Ah Lang's embarrassment and burst into laughter.

"Sister Qianyu, without further ado, let's go first tonight. Ah Lang said in a deep voice.

Qian Yu nodded, and then the two of them turned into the void and searched in the direction of the palace prison.

A cloud of air drifted down to the gate of the prison with the gentle night wind, and several guards walked back and forth to patrol.

The air flow drifted through a crack in the door and into the prison.

It is as if it is a corner forgotten and spurned by the world, separated by a wall, bright outside the wall, and rotten in the prison, with stark irony. It was late in the evening, and a slight cold wind blew from the cracks in the wall, rubbing out a miserable sound of "woo", blowing up the dust, floating in the air, permeating the entire prison, a smell mixed with sourness, erosion, and decay, penetrating into the psychology of every prisoner, and the fear was inexplicable. In the silence of the night, a sudden jingle or the unwilling roar of a prisoner seems to awaken a ghost from a slumber and stings your eardrums......

Everything was dark and damp, like hell and oppressive. There were endless screams and wails in my ears, and the originally warm moonlight turned into a miserable white and cold ghostly light here. Everyone who came in had to tighten their collars to resist the yin aura of the forest.

In the prison, the air seemed to be filled with steam, and the dark void was filled with the smell of erosion and rotting corpses, and the servants escorted the prisoner-clad men past, and the chains collided with each other and made a clanging sound, as if the unwilling roar of the unwillingly screamed.

The smell in the cell was strange, the dampness after the rain and the smell of dried blood. The whole space was very dim, except for a few oil seals on both sides that shone faintly. As soon as the wind blew it, two lamps were extinguished. There is no daylight here all year round, and even the air is muddy. A normal person who stays in it for a while can't stand it. The people who are locked up here may not be able to get out for the rest of their lives. It's not just the smell of dampness and blood, it's a smell of death.

Looking down a dimly lit corridor, the candles on both sides emitted a faint dim light, and there were one iron cage after another, and in the iron cage were the hideous expressions of the prisoners.

At the end there are seven separate cells, all made of fine iron, which is completely different from the strength of the wooden prison outside. This thumb-thick iron bar is enough to close a fierce beast. The expressions of the condemned prisoners in the cages varied, some showed fierce and gloomy eyes, and some were stupidly curled up in the corner, not moving. Some of them seemed to have a nervous breakdown, and they kept walking and singing in their cells, looking very strange.

This is a few people who came over with evil faces, bare chests and backs, and shouted at the prisoners, roaring and whipping......

The barbed iron whip in his suppressed hand was instantly covered with traces of blood and flesh, but the prisoner lay on the wet ground, his eyes glazed, and his mouth still muttered and sang......

The innermost cell was about a zhang square, the walls were all made of rough stones, the ground was also paved with stones, the pillars of the doors and windows were arm-thick fine iron bars, and there was a dung bucket in the corner of the wall, and Ah Lang and Qianyu could smell the stench and mildew emanating from the dung bucket from a distance.

A man with his head hung down, two

The blood on his wrist continued to drip out along the tight iron hoop......

One end of the chain was fastened to the wall, and both feet were also locked with iron hoops, and some bones were exposed......

The white clothes on the man's body were even more ragged, and blood stains were everywhere from top to bottom, which was in stark contrast to the white clothes, which was very dazzling......

Ah Lang showed himself, and with a wave of his hand, he isolated this cell from everything in the outside world.

Ah Lang gently lifted the man's lowered chin and saw that his face was covered with knife marks and branding, and he could vaguely see the man's handsome and handsome true face.

Ah Lang's left hand was a little empty, and the chains on the man's body fell one after another, and he took out the "Temple of Extermination" from the divine consciousness space, and gently put the man into the air.

"Sister Qianyu, wait a minute, I'll find a replacement. After Ah Lang finished speaking, his body shook and he came to the outside of the cell.

didn't have much effort, and a servant with dull eyes was caught by Ah Lang. Then Ah Lang kneaded it with his hand, and a person who was exactly the same as the man just now appeared in front of Qianyu.

Ah Lang restrained the man in place with iron chains as he was, and only then did he and Qianyu turn into the void and float out of the prison.

Then the two of them came to the night sky on the top layer of the clouds, Ah Lang entered the "Temple of Extermination" alone, stripped off all the man's clothes, took out the heavenly marrow liquid from the divine consciousness space, diluted it with water, sprinkled it all over the man's body, and then poured some diluted heavenly marrow liquid into his mouth.

A moment later, the man woke up slowly, squinting his eyes slightly, looking at Ah Lang who was smiling in front of him.

"You...... You're Ah Lang!" the man said in surprise.

"Cousin Huangfu, we haven't seen each other for more than two years, and you can still recognize me at a glance, it's rare! It seems that I am still as handsome and chic as before!" Ah Lang said with a smile.

Huangfu Yi suddenly felt cold all over, and hurriedly looked down, his face turned red instantly, and he hurriedly covered the "gun room" with both hands.

Ah Lang laughed, took out a set of clothes and shoes and socks from the space, and handed them to Huang Fuyi.

"Cousin, I can't see that your "gun room" is also majestic and high-spirited, and it is even comparable to the little brother's guy! Hahaha......" Ah Lang finished laughing.

"Cousin Ah Lang, why are you still the same as before, flamboyant, not doing a good job! What kind of place is this, how can I be here?"

After being dressed neatly, Huang Fuyi, dressed in plain clothes, about twenty years old, with a delicate and indifferent face, a handsome face, and long eyelashes cast a thick shadow under his eyes. With fair skin and a pair of dazzling black eyes, he laughs like a crescent moon, and he is as cold as a star. The straight nose bridge and lips are crimson, and the contours of the side face are as sharp as a knife, but they are soft and feminine, which is exciting.

"Cousin, you really have both your uncle's kingly style and your aunt's handsome and beautiful face, I really hate that I am not a daughter, otherwise, I would have thrown myself into my arms and promised to each other!" Ah Lang looked at the handsome Huangfu Yi and exclaimed.

"Ah Lang, if you tease my cousin like this again, I'm really angry!" Huang Fu Yi said in a deep voice.

Ah Lang laughed and said, "Okay, no kidding, let's get down to business, cousin, what kind of cultivation are you doing now?"

"I was originally a congenital "Yuanyi" mid-term cultivation, but I hated being Xiao Ruolan, the princess of the Hanjing Dynasty, this slut, secretly gave me a "Sangong Pill", and now I have cultivated to nothing, and there is no hope of cultivating in this life. After Huang Fuyi finished speaking, there was hatred in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth.

"Don't be in a hurry, cousin, you try your luck now and then speak. Ah Lang laughed.

After listening to Ah Lang's words, Huang Fuyi was stunned for a moment, and then gathered his whole body to cultivate, and all of them recovered as before, and there was a faint phenomenon of promotion.

"Cousin, this ...... What's going on?" Huang Fu Yi looked at Ah Lang in confusion.

"Cousin, let's go out and talk about it!" After Ah Lang finished speaking, he waved his hand and took Huang Fuyi out of the "Temple of Annihilation".

Huang Fuyi looked at the white clouds under his feet, and was so shocked that he was about to fall......