The remaining guards who were hiding all over the courtyard and pretending to be dead wanted to flee when they saw that the situation was not good. There was no poison on them, and Che Cong stood on the steps outside the main hall and drank them in a deep voice.

They had nowhere to run, no hiding place in the Demon Cult headquarters.

There is a maze outside the headquarters, they can't rush out, there is a special search department inside, and there are many small animals with a keen sense of smell, no matter where they hide, the small animals can find them.

The Guardian Ceremony must not be interrupted, and what will happen must be suppressed, and it cannot be reported to the other elders and sect masters immediately.

The guard on duty who had just been transferred to a round courtyard today, saw that the matter was exposed, and it was useless to escape for a while, so he moved to kill and wanted to fight a way out.

If the main office is not there, the elders are not there, and the sect leader is not there, the highest position in the sect is the deputy steward of the forbidden land.

At least in terms of importance, they are more important.

So the guards swarmed up, trying to capture the deputy steward as a hostage, and kidnap him and rush out of the headquarters.

They did, so I extrapolated that they thought so.

Zhuge the deputy steward of the First Circle Courtyard was useless and was held by them, the knife was on his neck, and the sound of fighting attracted the patrol team in the sect, and people came to see this scene with their own eyes.

The patrol sounded the siren and recruited more manpower to provide support.

The useless guards holding Zhuge hostage were surrounded by groups, and they threatened the patrol to retreat or they would kill the hostages.

The people in the patrol team knew that Zhuge was useless, and they had no idea for a while, if Zhuge was useless because they forcibly acted and died, although it was their duty, they would inevitably be punished afterwards.

"What are you doing? Take them down!" I sat on the wall, looking at the guards and patrols who had already walked out of the courtyard gate, alerting them to the action.

The patrol also knew me, and I wandered the streets every day, and the whole church recognized my face.

If you don't do anything, you will be punished, and they choose to side with me, at least the sect leader is biased towards me.

Ropes and knives in hand, patrols rushed up to engage the guards.

Seeing this, the useless guard who held Zhuge hostage gave a dead hand and wiped Zhuge useless neck with a knife.

However, after Zhuge was stabbed, there was no blood splashed on the spot, and he didn't even have a small cut on his neck.

The opportunity must not be lost, and it will never come again.

The guards couldn't kill Zhuge with a single sword, and the patrol's knife was cut in front of him.

He barely blocked, took a few steps back, and his forehead was bargained by the opponent's blade, the knife was not deep, but the other party didn't give him a chance to breathe, followed by a heartwarming kick.

The two sides were unequal in numbers, the disparity in strength was huge, there was no hostage to block the sword for them, and they were defeated before half a pillar of incense was killed, and they were all captured.

At this time, Che Cong hurriedly ran forward and checked Zhuge useless neck, his face was full of doubts, and his eyes were not so much worried as curious and profound.

"Zhuge Vice Court... Have you practiced the Iron Neck Technique?" Che Cong didn't find any wounds on Zhuge Useless's neck.

"I've only heard that there is iron head skill, but I don't know that there is iron neck skill on the rivers and lakes." Zhuge didn't need to smile, touched his neck, bowed to me, and said, "Thank you Demon Gu for coming to the rescue."

Che Cong suddenly said, "It turns out that the demon girl has been on guard for a long time, and she is worthy of being the sister of the sect leader, she has brains and means, and she admires and admires!"

"It's a little trick, it's not worth mentioning." I waved my hand and was modest.

Che Cong also knew that now was not the time to chat, so he commanded the patrol to put the guards in the prison, and Lang Jiang had to be put in a separate cell.

Zhuge didn't have to stay, he was on duty today and couldn't leave the courtyard.

Che Cong asked me to escort the guards with him, and when I got to the prison, there were people and things to be solved.

Elder Xuanyuan was in charge of personnel transfers, and it was impossible for the prison to be without his people.

I guess Che Cong was worried that the guards and Lang Jiang would send him over and die in prison, and it would be too convenient for them to do it.

Lang Jiang and today's guards of the First Circle Courtyard have my qi in their bodies, their mouths are blocked, and they can't speak at the moment.

When people are sent to the Demon Cult prison, the eyes of the guards will not

Yes, the two gatekeepers were in a churn, and I stepped forward and pressed the shoulder of one of them, applying a slight force.

"These are suspicious elements who broke into the courtyard without an order, these are negligent guards, who were caught by me, the deputy steward of the car and the brothers on patrol, and now they need to be taken to the prison to guard, and when the ceremony is over, they will report to the sect leader and several elders, and trouble this old brother to lead the way."

As I spoke, I took advantage of the confusion in his mind and injected qi into him.

He didn't pay attention at all, because it happened suddenly, he didn't know why his emotions were surging, his face remained calm, he nodded and bowed, and hurriedly said "Don't dare" and "The little one will lead the way for the demon girl immediately".

In the entire Demon Sect, only the dark hall I didn't enter, and everyone else knew me.

Che Cong has been following Elder Gongsun to deal with miscellaneous matters in the church, and he has not had a chance to enter the prison.

The two of us must not know the way and do not know where the prisoners who have not yet been tried should be held.

The patrol knows, but they don't have the right to stuff people directly into the jail.

The guards at the gate led us into the prison and asked us to wait in the hall.

He ran to inform the prison manager that all the main positions of all departments had gone to attend the ceremony today, and the caretakers were all deputies.

The deputy steward of the cell walked briskly out of his "office" with the guard.

As he walked, he said sorry and said a long list of polite words.

It's probably the arrival of distinguished guests, not far away to welcome and so on.

I automatically ignore unimportant information and explain the situation briefly to him.

Che Cong's usual job is to prepare lamp oil, spools, toilet paper, etc., and he has never done the work of catching people.

According to the modern occupation, he is a logistics clerk.

The attitude of the deputy steward of the prison towards him was obviously superficial and disrespectful.

It was only on the face that I was the sister of the sect leader that I said a few polite words. :

In the end, it was thanks to the captain of the patrol team that he successfully received Lang Jiang and others.

He didn't say a word, but he was revealing a message everywhere, and Che Cong and I had no right to stand here and arrange a job for him.

I deliberately ignored the excessive nonsense during this period, just waiting for him to say whether he would accept these people or not.

I didn't answer a word from what he handed me, so he had to run to the subject and detain Lang Jiang and others.

Che Cong heard what he said, and he expected that this would be the case, so he deliberately pulled me along.

As a result, the deputy steward of the prison put the two of us in one category, the nosy and powerless kind.

Che Cong was a little displeased, but he had nothing to refute, he really didn't care about arresting people, and I really didn't have a position in the church.

The deputy steward in the prison politely pushed us away, saying that he had accepted the person, and he would definitely be optimistic, and he would report the matter to the higher authorities as soon as the ceremony was over.

I told Che Cong to go first, he is also on duty today, even if there is no major incident, then he has to guard his post.

I was the only idler, took out the token given by Simon Wuhate, and said with a smile to the deputy steward of the prison: "You are busy with yours, I am wandering around here."