But when Qu Hancheng turned his head and fled in panic, a sudden rising water barrier blocked his way.

No matter how Qu Hancheng hit this water flow barrier, he would be swept away by the huge impact of the water flow, let alone pass through.

"As far as I can see, this raccoon should not have been born of a real dragon, but from a cross between a lewd dragon and a tiger demon, and was detained in this prison by a certain master."

Duan Lingqi stood behind Su Yuanbai and said respectfully.

"It's dead...... Who will prove my innocence......"

Xi Chunxue muttered.

"Heh, unless it is a raccoon born of a real dragon, it is possible to prove your innocence, but such a raccoon has long been believed and worshiped by the world, and it has been incarnated as a divine beast or a rui beast, how can it be shrunk in this kind of prison."

Duan Lingqi glanced sideways at the Terran woman standing in the center of the corpse, the goatee on her chin trembled slightly, and said with a sneer.

Not to mention how many years of cultivation it should have survived to this day, just the worship and belief brought by the utensils of traditional buildings in the world or the decorative patterns on important places are enough to make it gain great power.

The son of the true dragon is not something that this prison can bind.

"But he said there was a lot of ...... here."

Xi Chunxue looked blankly at the corpse lying in the corridor of the prison and muttered.

This corpse is shaped like a tiger, with a skin of shrien, claws like eagle claws, a pig tail, and a physique about two zhang long and one zhang wide.

There were no obvious scars on its body, except for a shallow circular wound in the center of its forehead, from which a rich rotting and foul smell emanated.

"This guy doesn't use this fierce dragon horn and dragon whisker alchemy primer, nor does he pull out the dragon's tendons and skin as refining materials.

Just took this pseudo-dragon ball? Could it be that he just wants to add a few hundred years of Dao cultivation? ”

Duan Lingqi lazily ignored the woman in prison clothes behind him who was like a resentful woman, and he muttered and looked at the corpse under him.

Although this raccoon is not the son of a real dragon, it is also a dragon in terms of appearance. Duan Lingqi didn't know how many years this fierce cultivator had cultivated, but he understood that this guy's true dragon bloodline was much richer than his own.

Duan Lingqi has been practicing for nearly a thousand years, but now he is only an evil dragon, with only two bulges on the top of his head, and not even a single dragon horn has grown.

From a snake python that occasionally opened his wisdom to today's evil Jiao, Duan Lingqi understood that he had already reached his limit.

If there is no external help, I am afraid that he will have to stop here if he cultivates for another thousand years.

That damn little beast of Cloud Cave Lake.

When Duan Lingqi thought of this, he suddenly scolded in his heart.

Compared to Duan Lingqi's careful scrutiny and Xi Chunxue's sluggish whispering, Su Yuanbai didn't seem to care about the fierce corpse under his feet, but Qu Hancheng who was resisted by the water flow barrier.

"Can you let him come?"

Su Yuanbai asked as he looked sideways at Duan Lingqi, who was looking at the corpse.

"You say him? Naturally, you can. ”

As soon as Duan Lingqi heard Su Yuanbai's question, he immediately came back to his senses from his past thoughts and responded respectfully.

I saw that the hands behind him took out a hand, and the serpentine three toes on this hand shrank slightly, and the water barrier in front of Qu Hancheng suddenly turned into a blister, enveloping Qu Hancheng.

Qu Hancheng reacted, and could only watch as the blisters enveloped him, and then floated himself in front of the No. 1 prisoner.

"If you run again, you won't know where your life is."

Duan Lingqi looked at the unscrupulous jailer with a smile, stretched out his toe and gently punctured the floating blister, splashing all over the ground.

Qu Hancheng sat on the ground, drenched, panting heavily.

Covered in blisters, he was like drowning.

Inability to breathe.

"See you again."

Su Yuanbai lowered his eyes and looked at Qu Hancheng, who was drenched, and he had a strange sense of familiarity with this jailer for some reason.

When he awoke from prison, he noticed the tall, emaciated-looking jailer from the first of the two jailers.

And when he needs to solve his doubts, he can't help but look at this jailer.

But the jailer was not lying, he had only been in this prison for a few years, and he had never spoken to him himself.

Where does this peculiar familiarity come from?

"I ...... Is it for you...... Bring laundry. ”

Qu Hancheng lowered his head and stammered as he handed forward the already wet clothes in his hand, feeling annoyed at the same time.

I knew that I listened to Changhong's persuasion, and went to the prison mansion to tell the three deputy prisoners about the things in the dungeon, why bother to have a kindness that should not be there, and forcibly come over to send this stack of clothes.

I don't know if the two silver-armored guards at the entrance of this dungeon can beat the three prisoners in front of them.

"Thank you."

Su Yuanbai calmly took the stack of soaked clothes, handed the clothes to Duan Lingqi behind him casually, and then looked at the jailer who didn't dare to look up.

"Your name is Qu Hancheng?"

Su Yuanbai asked.

Duan Lingqi took the clothes in Su Yuanbai's hand, although he gave the clothes on his body to Su Yuanbai, but in fact, he was still wearing a gorgeous lining, and he really couldn't look down on the rough workmanship and poor material of the Chu-colored prison clothes on his hands.

But this chase-colored prison robe was the clothes handed over by the Venerable in front of him, which made Duan Lingqi think about it a few more times.

Come and think about it.

Duan Lingqi still wore this Chu-colored prison robe on his body.

Although I don't understand what His Excellency means, it's always right to be obedient. It's just that Your Excellency, why do you always like to ask others what their names are?

Although Duan Lingqi was slightly suspicious in his heart, his face was unharmed.

"Yes."

Qu Hancheng didn't dare to raise his head, but he was suddenly shocked in his heart, he didn't remember when he told this prisoner his name, could it be that this prisoner overheard it from his conversation with Changhong?

"Beiyouzhou, Weiqi Mansion, Qujia Village, Puyu County?"

Su Yuanbai asked calmly.

This time Qu Hancheng was suddenly startled and raised his head, he looked at Su Yuanbai's calm and dark eyes, and felt a deep fear in his heart.

He didn't even say these things to Tang Changhong, Tang Changhong only knew that he was from Beiyouzhou, but this person told him which village he lived in.

"Yes?"

Su Yuanbai said suspiciously.

Qu Hancheng nodded stunned.

"This dungeon only holds three of us prisoners?"

Su Yuanbai saw Qu Hancheng nodding in acknowledgement, so he asked again.

"Now...... Only the three of you are being held. ”

Qu Hancheng pursed his lips that were dry from nervousness, hesitated for a moment and replied.

"You killed him! You want its Dragon Ball, and you want to transform it from a dragon to a dragon! ”

Suddenly, Xi Chunxue, who had been muttering sluggishly, suddenly ran to Duan Lingqi's side and reached out to grab Duan Lingqi's shirt collar.

"Get out."

Duan Lingqi's eyes were raised slightly, and his brown vertical pupils stared coldly at this unknown woman, and a powerful stream of water suddenly burst out from his body, directly washing the woman to the farthest part of the aisle without pity.

He is respectful to His Excellency, but that doesn't mean he's doing the same to others.