Time flies, the years change, and I don't know if a month has passed quietly.

Xiang Mo Dan's inner world has been greatly enhanced under the nourishment of the golden mang.

Originally, this kind of practice was undoubtedly very comfortable and peaceful, and could lay a good foundation for his future practice, but because of the lack of the aid of the elixir, the retreat had completely come to an end.

It's just that what he doesn't understand is why no one has come to see him after a month, not to mention that the old-fashioned Jin does not return, even an ordinary member of the Law Enforcement Hall has not come, this seems to be ...... Something counterintuitive.

It stands to reason that no matter whether he is the real murderer or not, he will have to have a three-hall trial or something like that, and analyze the facts of the case, but the facts are true, and the Immortal Refining Pavilion did not give him a chance to refute at all.

He even speculated that the Immortal Refining Pavilion didn't take this matter to heart at all, that is to say, it was deliberately locking him in the dungeon, which ...... What exactly does it portend?

Could it be that something serious happened within the Immortal Refining Pavilion, or because this case involved some other big person, it was shelved and kept for later arraignment?

But that Mingqiu was just an insignificant apprentice, even if he had a deep background, maybe his ancestor was a certain great elder of the Immortal Refining Pavilion, but he wouldn't just put him in the dungeon to dry, and ignore it.

Incomprehensible, really incomprehensible.

Although Xiang Mo doesn't mind staying like this, it's not a matter to be here all day, once he runs out of pills, not to mention the dantian world, he will not be able to further improve his cultivation, not to mention that he wants to become an immortal and gain the Tao, even if he goes out to take revenge and revenge, he doesn't have the ability.

Just as he was thinking wildly, there was a sudden tremor from the iron door, and then it opened, and several people wearing the clothes of the Law Enforcement Hall walked in, and said with a calm smile:

"Xiang Mo, come out, we'll take you away!"

Xiang Mo saw their kind faces, thinking that he had been wronged, and hurriedly asked:

"What? Is it finally time to review my case? I've been wronged, I should have been found out after so long!"

The man who took the lead didn't answer, just laughed, put a pair of shackles on Xiang Mo, and pushed him out of the dungeon.

Xiang Mo didn't say anything when he saw him, so he could only follow them outside.

This way passed through the high and low attics and steps, and the last place that appeared was actually outside the Immortal Refining Pavilion, which surprised him greatly.

Is this to let yourself go?

Xiang Mo thought about it secretly, but he immediately understood his situation.

I saw a few people wearing yazi costumes come to the law enforcement hall and say respectfully:

"My lord, did you bring the prisoner?"

The person at the head of the Law Enforcement Hall nodded, and pushed Xiang Mo out.

Xiang Mo was surrounded by these yazi with a puzzled expression, and then saw that they actually took themselves away after greeting the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall.

"It's ...... Where are you going?"

He asked the yazi around him in confusion.

These yazi were smiling just now, but once they left the Immortal Refining Pavilion, they immediately became fierce and vicious, and said viciously:

"Hmph, of course I'm going to take you to prison, where do you think you can go?"

"I'm the deputy deacon of the Refining Immortal Pavilion, how could I go to your prison?"

Xiang Mo asked puzzled.

"Why, you don't know yet!"

Another yazi sneered:

"Are you dreaming, you still want to continue to be a deacon of the Immortal Pavilion after killing someone, I'm afraid it's not because your brain is broken, tell you, you are a repeat offender now, and you will honestly squat in prison for the rest of your life!"

Then he added a lot of strength to his hand, and the two hands that were pushing towards Mo were already deeply embedded in his arms.

This yazi wanted to give Xiang Mo a little hardship, but he didn't expect Xiang Mo's body to be extremely strong, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't leave traces on his arm, and he couldn't help but be surprised:

"I can't see it, you kid with fine skin and tender flesh actually practiced kung fu, but it doesn't matter, when you get to our cell head, even if you are made of gold and iron, you can gnaw a piece of meat!"

Several people didn't say a word, and continued to push Xiang Mo to the prison.

Xiang Mo frowned, and there was a feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

Why was it originally an internal matter of the Immortal Refining Pavilion that was pushed to the local Honglin County? This doesn't make sense!

No matter how you say it, the Refining Immortal Pavilion is also famous in the Eastern Regions, and it has a powerful force that plays a pivotal role in the Xuanwu Kingdom, if a very promising disciple is handed over because of a suspected murder case, it is really too embarrassing, and it will not make people laugh when they say it.

This is not only a matter of face, but also a question of the future, could it be that the Immortal Refining Pavilion really doesn't want himself as a future star?

Xiang Mo was puzzled, so he could only silently follow them to the prison.

What he didn't know was that above the top floor of the Immortal Refining Pavilion, there was a pair of eyes staring at him, not worry, but relief in his eyes.

This person is Zhong Danran.

This time, handing over Xiang Mo to Honglin County was also his best master, and many deputy pavilion masters also had some disputes with him, but in the end, they could only arrange it like this, and I don't know what the old pavilion master's idea was.

Zhong Danran didn't say much, he had too many things to think about now, and he didn't have the heart to put it on Xiang Mo at all, so naturally he wouldn't have any burden in his heart.

Now the Refining Immortal Pavilion is worried about internal and external troubles, and the wind and rain are shaking, if one is not careful, I am afraid that he will be subverted, and he cannot be distracted.

Although the Eighth Prince has already been deployed, no matter how much he calculates, it is not as fast as the change, and he originally thought that he could deter with military strength, but now he can only use other tricks, which can't help but make people feel that the world is unpredictable, and chaos seems to be a foreshadowing.

"Stay honest, huh!"

Xiang Mo was pushed into the prison by a kind of yazi, and almost tripped over a leg on the ground.

When he first faced the prison he had entered, he was also shocked by the polluted and messy environment inside.

Not to mention that the light here is dark, overgrown with weeds, mottled stains, and the stench is terrible, just saying that the few prisoners on the left just came in made him almost let Xiang Mo vomit on the spot.

A few prisoners with messy hair and ragged skin like beggars nested in a corner, burying their faces in their dirty hair, motionless, and the stench emanating from their bodies seemed to indicate that they hadn't bathed in years, and if it weren't for the lack of wind here, I am afraid that they would have been crawled with flies outside.

But fortunately, when he came in, the prisoners didn't care, only slightly raised their dim eyes and glanced at them a few times, and then continued to fall silent.

The other corner is much better, there are not only a few beds, but also a small cabinet to put things, but it is occupied by a bald man with tattoos, and there are some muscular and burly men around him, all with hideous faces, just looking at it makes people feel that they are not good.

"Yo, I'm lucky today, I haven't seen a figure for so many days, I didn't expect a girl to come as soon as I came!"

One of the big men with a scumbag beard, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and hair standing up high quipped:

"This little girl is born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, more beautiful than many girls, and I don't know if there is a long handle underneath!"

"What, Brother Tiger is curious about his master, I'm afraid I don't want to see him if I haven't been here for a long time!"

A thin man with sharp beak and a shallow face quipped with a wicked smile.

"Hahaha......"

The rest of the people all laughed, and such a meat joke was naturally so natural that could only be said on such a low occasion.

Xiang Mo didn't show any displeasure, and glanced at the group of outrageous prisoners one by one, and couldn't help but show a smile.

"Alas, brothers, look, that kid who looks like a girl is actually laughing!

The bearded man asked, a little puzzled.

"What do you mean that your brain is broken, it's obvious that you look too funny, so you laugh!"

The monkey-billed man coaxed on the side.

"Nonsense, I'm fierce at best, how can it be funny, monkey, what nonsense are you talking about!"

The bearded man was still unconvinced, but at this moment he was interrupted by a voice:

"Have you made enough trouble, have you made enough trouble, just bring him over to keep warm, we haven't had such a tender chick in this prison for a long time, this time we must have enough fun!"

The person who spoke was the bald man sitting in the middle of the bed.

He has a two-petal beard, and there is a scar crawling like an earthworm on his oily bald head, which destroys the original beauty, and his face is even more obliquely stabbed by two neat knife marks, which makes people feel fierce and more ferocious, and the most eye-catching thing is that the muscles of his upper body are raised high, like neat pieces of iron are stuffed into the skin and covered all parts of the body.

With his order, almost everyone around sat up from the ground except for him, walked towards Mo, and surrounded him in the center after a while.

At this time, the bearded man could no longer bear his temperament, and sneered:

"Little girl, come, let the master have a good time today!"

After that, two hands stretched out from behind Xiang Mo, trying to hug him.

The other people were not ambiguous, either trying to grab his arm or holding his head, several hands grabbed Xiang Mo at the same time, as if they wanted to swallow him.

At this time, in the corner of the pit, several dirty prisoners who were deeply buried by their hair also raised their eyes at this moment, glanced at the situation in the field slightly, couldn't help but shake their heads, and buried their faces deep in their knees again.

There were only lamentations and sorrows in their cloudy eyes, and it seemed that Xiang Mo's future had been predetermined, that is, to stay in this corner and wait for death silently like them.

However, if they look up again, they will find that the scene is completely different from what everyone expected.

Including the bald man, everyone felt that as long as they surrounded this young boy who was like a girl, then the end would definitely be that he was stripped of his clothes by his own group and played with like a woman.

It's a pity that the idea is very good, but the reality is very skinny.

The bearded man couldn't keep the expected waist with both hands, but because he used too much force, he rushed directly to his companion, and several outstretched palms around him coincidentally grabbed the bearded man's shoulders and arms at this time, and began to struggle to trap him.

The others seemed to be entangled with each other as hard, you grabbed my shoulder, I grabbed your arm, you tried hard to trap him, and he tried hard to subdue you.

Five or six people couldn't break free from the force just now, and they were entangled there with wide eyes, and no one wanted to let go.

All this happened so fast, so fast that the bald boss was still triumphantly touching his bald head, wanting to shout a few more meat jokes, and it was over.

The bald boss opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but he didn't want to hear a ghostly and human-like young voice from the gloom around him:

"What do you want to say!"

"I ......"

The bald boss seemed to have been grabbed by the neck violently, and he couldn't finish his words, so he just turned his head in a daze, only to find that Xiang Mo had come to him at some point, and a hand was still patted on his shoulder.

"In the future, we will be partners, and we should take care of each other!"

Xiang Mo smiled and continued:

"Since it's a partner, then I have to say a rule that only exists between partners, that is, no swearing!"