Ning Furong finally relented under repeated death threats.

No one will come to save her, not even the same door.

She hated Qin Luoling and them to death, she didn't save them when she saw death, she was despicable and shameless!

"Insincere!" Yizhang's voice sounded in Ning Furong's ears like a magic sound.

She was pressed into the water again.

The whole inn is ten floors, is a high-rise courtyard, covers a wide area, luxurious decoration, thousands of rooms.

At this time, the Tianwu Inn was almost full, although most of the people were working as diggers outside, and there were still many people in the inn.

At this time, the inn was almost audible, so quiet that the small insects around it were quiet, lest they be discovered and killed.

Ning Furong is not a stupid person, she knows that she has provoked an existence that she shouldn't provoke.

"I was wrong, I'm sorry!" Resurfaced again, Ning Furong hurriedly apologized.

The first time she said sorry in her life was to Yizhang.

"Where did you know what was wrong?"

"I shouldn't have called you ugly, I shouldn't have said that you opened a black shop, woo woo! I was wrong! Ning Furong cried profusely.

"That's not right."

Ning Furong was pressed into the water again.

Ning Furong was about to collapse.

Out of the water again, she burst into tears and said, "I don't know what else I am wrong? ”

Yizhang walked over, looked at her, and said lightly: "Sect rules, recite them again." ”

Ning Furong is a backdoor, not a regular recruit, she received a booklet on the first day she entered the sect, but she didn't know where to throw it away.

It seems that that is the sect rule.

Where has she seen it?

"It turns out that you are not a disciple of the Heavenly Martial Sect at all, and you dare to pretend?!"

"I am, I am!" Ning Furong hurriedly took out the sign that proved her disciple from the storage ring.

"A person who doesn't even memorize the rules of the sect, how did you become a disciple?" Yizhang was annoyed.

The last batch of disciples was recruited a year ago, and the sect recruits disciples once every two years, and sometimes when there is no shortage of people, it is recruited once every five years.

Ning Furong was embarrassed to say that she came through the back door.

"You don't know what's wrong with you?"

Ning Furong shook her head, what was wrong with her besides being disrespectful to him?

"Arrogant, I don't know what to say, causing trouble is a taboo in the sect, and one of the crimes is enough to expel the sect!" Yizhang didn't bother to talk to her, and directly threw out a copy of the sect's rules on Ning Furong's bruised face.

"Give me a good recitation of the rules of the sect, when will I memorize it, and when will I rest!" After speaking, he dragged Ning Furong out of the water tank by the collar of her coat, kicked her feet, made her stand in a posture of sitting on a horse stake, and then put a basin of water on top of her head.

"Top, the water is spilled, reloaded, and the amount of water is doubled!"

Only then did Ning Furong know that the other party was not from the Tianyan Sect, but from the Tianwu Sect, maybe it was still from the senior uncle, no wonder Qin Luoling and his party would give him a disciple salute.

The hatred in Ning Furong's heart, hating Qin Luoling so much that she could eat her flesh and drink her blood.

None of them told themselves in advance that the Tianwu Inn was opened by Tianwu Sect's own people, and it was her first time on a mission, and they could be punished!

With a basin of water on her head, her feet standing on a horse stake, and the rules of the sect in her hands, Ning Furong looked at the content with tears in her eyes.

"What kind of bullshit is this?"

"Solidarity and fraternity!"

Their bunch of garbage also deserves her solidarity and friendship, and she also helps each other? They cheated her so badly, why didn't they think about mutual assistance?

Looking at the things that went against her heart, Ning Furong was about to vomit to death, why were they all coming against her?!

Love the people, protect the mortals?

Bah, a group of inferior people, a group of ants, actually want an immortal cultivator like them to protect? What Arabian Nights?

Yizhang looked at Ning Furong in front of him, whose face was surprised, and immediately shook his head in disappointment.

I'm afraid that it is a disciple whose roots are broken, how can the sect recruit such a disciple to come in? This is simply a scourge, a hidden danger of the sect.

The other party is still the sister of the old ancestor's closed disciple?

Wouldn't the disciples of the Old Ancestor be also such virtuous?

Yi Zhang suddenly worried, the closed disciple of the ancestor, the ancestor has not much life left, this is the future heir of the ancestor, the ancestor will not look at the wrong person, right?

Yizhang, who was worried about his life, sat down and walked around the hall in a hurry.

"Uncle Yishi! Oh no! Oh no! ”

A dusty disciple rushed into the store with an anxious look on his face, shouting before anyone arrived.

"What's the hurry!" Yizhang paused and scolded.

This sound was not good, so that the disciples upstairs opened the windows one after another to eavesdrop.

The disciple landed on the ground panting, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Yi, there are two teams of senior brothers on the south side of the city who have suddenly disappeared!" I can't get in touch with them! Didn't see a single one! ”

"Which two teams?"

One team is fifteen people, and two teams are thirty people, and it is not easy to hide thirty people who are not seen at the same time.

Yi Zhang suddenly thought of the monks who had disappeared frequently in the past few years, but they all disappeared when they were alone, some of them may have been killed by the enemy, and some of them, he guessed that they might have been taken away by evil cultivators.

At the same time, there has never been a situation where more than thirty people are missing.

This time, the disciples went out in large numbers and came to major cities, they were ordered by secret order, and he also knew the situation, the hundreds of millions of people in Mengliang City, where they were located, had a large sacrificial array under the city.

The moment he learned about it, his back was covered with cold sweat and his scalp was numb.

Mengliang City is a city directly under their Tianwu Sect, and the city lord Qiao Anlong and his senior brother Qiao Anlong brought out by the same master have been running Mengliang City for hundreds of years.

Such a cautious person was still put in such an evil formation in the city.

Qiao Anlong has now sent more people to defend the city, and he has sent many people to cooperate with the disciples from the sect, collected the houses on the formation eyes in various places in the name of the official family, and sent a large number of people to dig the formation materials underground.

This evil sect's formation can't even be directly broken by the ancestor of the sect, I heard that it was a little disciple who accidentally used the stupidest method to break a similar formation, so he got such a method.

After a few days of excavation, I really found the formation materials dozens of meters underground, and these formation materials were even deeper than the large protective array in the city.

I don't know how many years the formation materials have been placed in some places, and the houses above are all more than 300 years old.

And in some places, it seems that the formation materials have only been buried in recent decades.

The demon repaired a big game of chess, and set up a formation that had been planned for hundreds of years.

"Could it be that the demon cultivators have already discovered their intentions and started to wreak havoc?" Yizhang touched his chin and thought.

"Uncle Yi, hurry up and send someone to find someone." The disciples who came were all about to cry, and his Taoist companion was also among the missing people.

The two finally had a child, and now the child and the child's mother are gone, and they are about to die of him, the father-to-be.

It is not easy for monks to have offspring, and some monks live for tens of thousands of years without leaving a single offspring.

Yi Zhang thought of the secret letters sent by the sect, and the evil cultivators liked to arrange simple formations in unexpected ways, teleporting people from various places to the dungeon where they were.

In addition, dungeons are usually set underground in the middle of the city, as seems to be the case in several cities.

I thought that the most central part of Mengliang City was the City Lord's Mansion, and the City Lord's Mansion was on the hill in the center of the city.

"Hey, I'll go to the City Lord's Mansion, don't be impatient!"