Back in the lobby on the first floor, Wang Hao found many jailers gathered together to discuss something.

The other jailers saw Wang Hao bowing slightly as a sign of respect.

These days, Wang Hao has become famous in T-shaped prison.

He was friendly, hardworking, conscientious, and often helped other jailers in dangerous tasks, and there was no one here who did not know him as a good old man.

"Boss Wang, you're here!" Xiao Luo squeezed out of the crowd.

"What are you discussing?" Wang Hao said.

As soon as these words came out.

An elderly jailer came out of the crowd, his cultivation in the late stage of the foundation building realm, and his figure was a little burly.

Wang Hao has some impressions, this person's name is Lao Zhang, he is an old jailer in the T-shaped prison, and he has also drunk with himself and Xiao Luo and visited the Qinglou.

"Lao Zhang took a shit luck, and on the way to buy alcohol, he actually ran into a fugitive." Xiao Luo's tone showed envy.

Don't think about it.

Lao Zhang must have caught the fugitive, exchanged the reward at the warden, and obtained an Zengyuan Pill.

"Then I want to congratulate Lao Zhang for making a great achievement!" Wang Hao smiled.

"Haaha...... After this martial law is over, I invite you to drink and go to the best green house in the city. Lao Zhang Chunfeng was proud.

Seeing Wang Hao present, he immediately waved his hand and wanted to invite everyone present to eat, which was very bold.

"I didn't expect that we are not only Xiao Luo is the second generation of rich here, it turns out that Lao Zhang is the hidden big landlord...... Since you want to have a treat, then we are welcome, and if you want to go, you will go to the most high-grade Chunmanlou in the city. Wang Hao quipped.

For a moment, the lobby was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, without the slightest sense of tension and solemnity of the prison.

Treasure Pavilion.

The middle-aged man's face was extremely pale, as ugly as swallowing a fly, and he paced back and forth in the room, his expression solemn.

An afternoon has passed, and there has not been any news of the miserable green boy.

"Bastard, it's not going to be on that woman's belly again!" His brow furrowed, and his mood gradually became irritable.

A small servant looked hurried and walked in from the outside.

"I've seen the Pavilion Master!"

"Do you know where the Dharma Protector is going?" The middle-aged man asked.

"Nope! The little one had already sent everyone out of the cabinet, but no matter how much he searched, he didn't find any news about the Dharma Protector. ”

"Damn, what a guy who has more than enough to do, he will die in a woman's belly sooner or later." The middle-aged man scolded in a low voice.

"At this critical time, Lord Dharma Protector should not be looking for fun, he is not an indiscriminate one, he has the ability to build a foundation, he is good at concealing and tracking, I think he encounters something very important, and he can't get away for a while." The little guy argued.

"Don't worry about his affairs for now, you let all the brothers who went out come back, hurry up and prepare tonight's plan, there must be no mistakes!"

"It's the Pavilion Master!" The little guy clenched his fists and took the order, and quickly retreated.

I don't know what's going on, the middle-aged man always feels unsteady in his heart, and his eyelids keep jumping, which makes him feel upset for a while.

"Knock knock!"

And yet at this moment.

A violent knock on the door sounded quietly.

"Come in!"

With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open.

Rubbing his temples and putting down the tea in his hand, the middle-aged man turned his head to look at the door.

After seeing the face of the comer, he stood up from his seat with a thud and said vigilantly: "Why are you here?" ”

"Li Le is dead!"

"What?" The middle-aged man was shocked and said in disbelief: "How could he have an accident at this time period, who killed him?" ”

Immediately afterwards, his expression tightened, and he said with hostility: "You are not in the prison, what are you doing here?" ”

"I want you to help me kill someone when I rob the prison tonight."

"Who?"

"Kill a jailer named Wang Hao!" The man said in a deep voice: "It was he who took Li Le's head to receive the reward, and it is very likely that he has already doubted my identity." ”

"Once my identity is exposed and the Town Prison Division knows that I have been bought by you, then all of your Hundred Treasure Pavilion's forces in the capital will be destroyed, and none of you will be able to escape."

Hearing the words in his ear, the middle-aged man's face changed, and the anger in his eyes flashed.

After pondering for a moment, he forcibly suppressed the killing intent in his heart and soothed: "I know about this matter, as long as you can cooperate well, once the plan is successful tonight, you will become the new protector of our White Tiger Mountain, and you will be assigned by the White Tiger Holy Monarch." ”

Night.

Wang Hao glanced at the sky outside the window, and estimated that the hour was almost up.

He turned around and walked towards the ninth layer of the prison.

Come to the cell of the third prince.

"Your Highness, how are you thinking about it?" His face was expressionless.

Staring at the arrogant man sitting cross-legged in the cell, he asked, "Would you like this deal?" ”

Long.

The hoarse voice of the third prince came from inside the cell.

"It's not impossible to protect you thoroughly, but this prince needs to see your sincerity."

"What do you want?" Wang Hao frowned slightly.

"In order for this prince to fully believe that you have the ability to eliminate the hidden danger of going mad, I need you to clear the demonic qi in my meridians now." The three princes stared at Wang Hao with a sly look in their eyes.

Open the cell door.

Wang Hao didn't say much nonsense, and went straight to the front of the third prince, using the sword to refer to the sword, and running the [Baishou Taixuan Sutra] to absorb the killing demonic qi in the eight veins of the other party's Qi Sutra.

Half an hour later.

The third prince showed a happy look, patted Wang Hao's shoulder, and laughed: "This prince will deign to believe you once for the time being, agree to your conditions, and protect your safety for a while." ”

At the same time.

There was an uninvited guest outside the T-shaped prison, the demonic flames were monstrous, and a layer of gloom shrouded in the body, making it impossible to see the true face.

Looking at the dragon guards guarding the gate of the heavenly prison, he didn't say a word, took a step forward, and the terrifying aura hit everyone's bodies one by one.

Rumble!

Hundreds of dragon guards instantly turned on their backs, and all of them were knocked out and lost their combat effectiveness.

"The people of Dragon Guardian Villa are nothing more than that!" Jiuqu Sanren was dismissive.

Looking at the guards wailing in pain, he swaggered towards the prison.

As soon as he took a step, two streamers rushed from outside the courtyard wall, and they were violent, directly blocking him and blocking the way.

The two of them are the commanders in charge of guarding the prison, Qinglong and Suzaku.

"Finally two decent guards!" Jiuqu Sanren sneered.

"As the Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect, not only did you trespass into the Heavenly Prison, but also injured our people from the Dragon Guardian Villa, aren't you afraid that the imperial court will send a strong man to surround and suppress your Heavenly Demon Sect?" Qinglong's face was extremely ugly.

Glancing at the guards behind him, the killing intent in his heart was constantly boiling, and he wanted to cut the other party with a thousand knives.

"Hahaha~ What a big breath, even if he lends Xia Qian that old guy a hundred guts, he dares to send someone to encircle and suppress the Heavenly Demon Palace?" Jiuqu Sanren waved his sleeves and showed a sarcastic expression.

"Presumptuous! Your Majesty's name, how can you be allowed to blaspheme! Qinglong was furious.

Even if what the other party said was the truth, they would not allow the prestige of the Emperor of the Apocalypse to be insulted.

There is indeed an ancestor-level powerhouse in the Heavenly Demon Palace, whose means reach the sky, his cultivation is earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods, and when it is time for life and death, the court does not dare to directly tear his face with the other party.

This great rebel is too rampant.