Fang Ling thought for a moment, and the corners of his mouth slowly reached a smile, although on the surface he had become a tool for Han Juzheng to refine evil magic weapons, but he still successfully entered the Heavenly Prayer Tower, the only problem now is that he is now locked up here, it would be good if he could move around freely in the tower.

If you want to reach this step, then you must start with Zhang Xiaosheng!

It didn't take long for footsteps to sound outside, but the footsteps did not stop when they passed in front of the door, but walked towards the depths of the tower hall, and then gradually disappeared, and after a while, the footsteps sounded from a distance, followed by the sound of the lock being opened, the door was opened, and Zhang Xiaosheng walked in with a delicate rice tube.

He casually placed the rice bucket on the table, glanced contemptuously at Fang Ling, who was sitting on the bed, and then turned around to leave.

Fang Ling suddenly asked, "Brother Zhang, can you not lock the door of this room?"

Zhang Xiaosheng smiled indifferently: "Locking the door is for your own good, this is also what the master meant, so that you can take care of your body, so in order for the magic weapon to be successful, you should stay well." ”

Fang Ling sighed: "Of course I also want to help refine the magic weapon, but I am also bored and panicked if I stay for a long time, and I am really tired of staying in such a big place until tomorrow." Speaking of this, he said with a smile, "Brother Zhang, just look away, don't close the door of this room, the younger brother will definitely have a generous gift." ”

Zhang Xiaosheng's eyes lit up suddenly, of course he understood what this generous gift was, and he naturally knew the effect of two or three hundred years of ginseng on the advancement of martial arts. Moreover, it may not be a plant, although the master told him to lock the door, but even if he doesn't lock it, this kid with no martial arts will definitely not be able to escape from here.

A rare smile appeared on his face and said, "Fang Gongzi is willing to be generous, then I will open the net." ”

Fang Ling immediately asked for pen and paper, and wrote a bunch of words, meaning that people were very safe, and asked Song Ying'er to deliver the ginseng in the annex to Zhang Xiaosheng.

Zhang Xiaosheng saw that there was nothing strange about the things on the note, so he rushed to the annex with it, of course, the door was still locked at this time.

However, Fang Ling is not afraid that he will not unlock the lock after taking something, as long as he is greedy, he can slowly catch him, of course, the words written on the note are not ordinary words, as long as you can combine a new paragraph by splitting the radicals, so this paragraph reveals his current situation, and at the same time, Song Ying'er tells Meng Zhiyuan and others that they must act very carefully.

Half an hour later, Fang Ling heard footsteps in the tower hall again, but in addition to Zhang Xiaosheng, there was actually another person in this footsteps, and if he listened carefully, this voice Fang Ling was very familiar, it turned out to be Song Ying'er's.

As the iron door opened, Fang Ling saw that Zhang Xiaosheng and Song Ying'er were standing outside the door.

Zhang Xiaosheng smiled at Song Ying'er and said, "Miss Song, I didn't lie to you, your young master is fine now." ”

Song Ying'er smiled sweetly: "Brother Zhang is really a good person, but since I'm here, can you let me temporarily stay on the tower and serve the young master?"

"This ......" Zhang Xiaosheng was stunned when he heard it.