The next morning, the crisp and melodious sound of birdsong echoed in my ears, the warm sunlight swept across the earth, and the evil aura in the B-word prison gradually dissipated.

"What's wrong with me? What a headache! Li Er didn't know why he slept so hard last night, although he usually had times when he was lazy in paddling, he had never been unconscious for more than ten hours.

Could it be that his wife drugged him again?

As soon as he woke up, he heard someone calling him, as if the man had been waiting for him to wake up.

"Brother Li, Brother Li, Master Li!"

Following the voice, Li Er looked at Qin Zheng's cell, maybe that broken room can't be called a cell anymore, this cell door may fall down at any time, what happened yesterday?

"Qin Zheng, what have you done?" Li Er almost shouted, he didn't care about the headache and quickly ran to the prison door, copied out the iron rod and gestured:

"Although you saved Lord Huang, my brothers thank you from the bottom of my heart, and you didn't survive for a few days if you offended the waiter, so we treated you a little better. But tell me what you did! ”

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm also a victim, okay? You see, the wound on my arm is not healed. Qin Zheng probably talked about last night's experience, after all, everything in this cell has become like this, is it a bit stupid for him to say that he doesn't know martial arts?

"You're saying that yesterday a head-lowering master came to kill you, and you killed him." Li Er looked up and down the cell, it really didn't look like a person who dismantled his house and dismantled it, unless it was the reincarnation of Erha.

"Of course." Qin Zheng got up and walked to the corner to pick up a piece of charred skull remains: "You see his skull is still there!" ”

This disgusted Li Er picked up the stick and stabbed it inside, but Qin Zheng dodged left and twisted west, and he couldn't hit it at all.

Tired of tossing, Li Er chose to give up, so he went to find Huang Ziyang according to Qin Zheng's request.

Huang Ziyang was also startled when he saw this scene when he was brought in, and said in surprise: "There was such a fierce fight here last night, Brother Qin is very skilled." ”

Although he has a heroic righteous qi to protect himself, he is too weak, and he also fell asleep last night.

"Don't brag about it, I don't want to expose my strength, can you put this cell as it is?" Qin Zheng knew that the only thing that could help him now was Confucianism's magical means.

"Yes, little things!"

Huang Ziyang took out a blue book from his robe and said, "This is a complete set of spells written by my master for me, but I am too weak now, I am afraid that Brother Qin will come by himself, you just need to read the words written on it." ”

I saw Huang Ziyang open the blue book, the first few pages are relatively river, such as thousands of miles of thunder, downpour, mountain wind and tsunami, etc., and the taste has changed later, such as I can last for twelve hours, my horse is actually a unicorn beast, I teleported to a restaurant, my daughter-in-law is actually a mute, my daughter-in-law is actually 46D and other completely unreasonable things.

Are you scholars so improper?

Finally, Qin Zheng found a useful page, which said that this place is classified as it is! It's probably more than ten pages. What's the matter, you Confucian scholars also need to kill people and clean up the battlefield every day, right? But thinking of the above, I can last twelve hours with my daughter-in-law 46D, maybe the battlefield that is cleaned is not the same as the battlefield that Qin Zheng needs to clean.

Taking the piece of paper with Confucianism handed over by Huang Ziyang, Qin Zheng read out: "This place is classified as it is." ”

Qin Zheng only felt that a breath was passing quickly in his body, and his whole body became weak for a moment, and then he saw that the cell had begun to repair itself, the broken walls were restored like silicone, the traces of being burned faded little by little, and the blood stains all over the ground disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In less than a minute, the cell was completely reduced to its original state.

"Confucianism is really!" Qin Zheng opened his mouth to the quintessence of the country, but he was really shocked and speechless, and immediately expressed his gratitude to Huang Ziyang.

"Brother Qin, who do you think did last night? The transcendents of these small frontier countries were rare in the Great Xia Dynasty. Huang Ziyang asked.

"Steward?" Qin Zheng has only been traveling for a few days, and he really hasn't offended others.

"Not necessarily, as far as I know, Guan Shilang would not do such a stupid thing, but then again, in everyone's cognition, Brother Qin, you really don't know martial arts, and it is normal for Guan Shilang to be killed unknowingly last night, but why is Guan Shilang so eager to kill you?" Huang Ziyang analyzed.

Qin Zheng pondered for a while and asked, "What is the relationship between Guan Shilang and Cao Shangshu?" ”

"Adversarial relations." Huang Ziyang replied.

"Then I probably know what's going on." Qin Zheng understood that the other party did not attack because he beat his son, but because he said that he was useful to Cao Xuanjing.

After probably figuring out who the murderer was, Huang Ziyang and Li Er each agreed to keep it a secret and dispersed, and after the two left, Qin Zheng felt that there were three pairs of sharp eyes glowing with golden light.

"Young man, the old man also saw it just now." Tian Jiaotou smiled evilly, yesterday he was actually recruited by the sixth-rank martial artist, and his perennial prison life made him lose all his spirit, otherwise he would have to help a little, not for anything else, but also for a bite of chicken legs.

"I saw it too." The lame passage of the cell on the left.

"Cripple, shut up, aren't you afraid that the other one will also be lame? Actually, I saw it too. "The unlucky guy on the right who was caught and filled with numbers said.

Qin Zheng was helpless, and took out the leftover roast chicken and wine from yesterday and distributed them with them, these things that he had obviously eaten yesterday were also restored by the Great Confucian password, which is not scientific at all!

The coffin board of the old man surnamed love can't be suppressed, the law of conservation of all things is bullshit!

After dealing with these trivial matters, Qin Zheng began to re-enter the state of cultivation.

Countdown to the crossing: 7:00:00.

During the waiting period, several officials who had never seen him came to Qin Zheng's cell, and their official positions were not small.

It seems that there is no news from the head descender, so he is in a hurry. ’

Qin Zheng looked unaware, and simply perfunctory.

With the operation of the primitive breathing method, the sword patterns in the flesh and blood became brighter, and the golden liquid in the spiritual spring also increased by a few drops, which brought great benefits to the battle with the head descending master, and the cultivation of the body became more integrated, no longer so vain, and the actual combat was really the best way to become stronger.

The cultivation time always passed quickly, the countdown cleared, and a black Qin was descending on the mountain and sea realm in front of him.

Return countdown: 24:00:00.

When he opened his eyes, Qin Zheng saw the raging mountain fire, he had been in the human realm for two days and experienced so many things, but the time in the mountain and sea realm was still when he had eaten and drunk the red-haired chicken after roasting. The adult perch outside the corpse battlefield glared angrily, exuding a monstrous murderous aura.

Qin Zheng's memory was also gradually being pulled back to two days ago, but he didn't bother to pay attention to the red-haired chicken.

He turned and walked off into the distance.