The woman was wearing a red dress, with a beautiful face and a hot body, and the important thing was that the extremely charming temperament and the large area of snow-white skin deliberately exposed at the hem of the skirt were enough to make the mouth dry of any man who saw her for the first time.

The scholar then spoke: "This is the imperial capital of the Tang Dynasty!" ”

"Among them, the masters just don't usually come out and walk around, once something happens, I'm afraid that there will be no less than dozens of strong people in the Bao Dan Realm who will emerge in an instant......"

The woman in the red dress said softly: "I heard that the Demon Sword Society had a prison robbery before, but the Demon Sword Society not only failed to rescue the person who wanted to save from the prison, but also planted a hall master. ”

Demon Knife Society!

That's the famous Demon Sect in the Tang Dynasty!

It is said that this demon knife will belong to the same rebel forces as the Tang Dynasty in the last years of the previous dynasty, and later the Tang Dynasty won the world.

But until now, Datang has been established for seven hundred and seventy-one years, and the Demon Sword Society still exists, and its horror can be seen.

"Now the plan, if you want to rescue the little brother, you can only sneak into the prison, and then bring the little brother out in disguise and ......"

"The second sister is right, that's the only way!"

While a few people were talking, one of them, an ugly man with a hideous scar on his face and an extremely vicious-looking man, suddenly turned his head and yelled at Ding Zheng, who was trembling: "Boy! Can the man you said really take us into the prison? ”

Ding Zheng was so frightened by the scar ghost of the four of the six ghosts of Nanshan that he shuddered, fell to his knees with a pop, and cried while kowtowing: "Uncle Hui's words are true!" It's true! ”

"He is the cell leader of my prison number, although his apparent power can only be responsible for the prison number, but he has a personal relationship with the prison code of the prison number, and he has a wide range of friends on the first floor of the prison, and no jailer dares not to give him face in the ten names on the first floor of the prison."

"If you can ask him to help, he will definitely be able to bring several uncles in without knowing it......"

Speaking of which, he suddenly found that according to his own words, he had become a useless waste.

Worried about losing his value and being killed by these people, Ding Zheng quickly added: "His name is Li Qingfeng, and he is my eldest brother!" ”

"I'm his favorite brother!"

The woman in the red dress smiled: "Is that so?" ”

Scholar: "Then it's easy. ”

The scholar's face softened: "Is your eldest brother a martial artist?" ”

Ding Zheng: "I heard that he was rewarded with martial arts by the prison code, and now he is a martial artist with five levels of blood and qi realm, of course, compared with several heroes, my eldest brother must be the firefly who is not self-sufficient, and the heroes are the moon that lights up the night sky in the sky......"

"Hahaha!"

"That's a good analogy!"

The five ghosts of Nanshan laughed.

This metaphor actually doesn't exist in this world, and Ding Zheng also heard it from Li Qingfeng on weekdays, but he can't remember the original words.

The woman in the red dress smiled charmingly: "Little brother, in this way, you write a letter to your eldest brother and ask your eldest brother to come here to find you, and we will wait here for your eldest brother ......"

Speaking of this, the woman's voice became more and more charming: "If this matter is done, you and your eldest brother are the great benefactors of our six ghosts of Nanshan, our brothers, and we can even teach you the wonderful martial arts, so that you can become a martial artist of the Tongmai Realm, or even a Qi Gathering Realm martial artist like us......"

Suddenly, the woman in the red dress changed her words: "But if your eldest brother doesn't come, or if he comes and doesn't agree to our request......"

Unspoken words are the ultimate threat.

Ding Zheng's heart jumped suddenly, and he was not sure if he could deceive Li Qingfeng by writing a letter.

But he believed that as long as Li Qingfeng was willing to come, he would definitely accept the proposal of the six ghosts of Nanshan.

After all, this is an opportunity to become a Qi Gathering Realm martial artist!

And if you can become a Qi Gathering Realm martial artist, then you can rise to a higher level and get a better future!

Maybe his martial arts qualifications will be much better than Li Qingfeng's, and then he will ......

Still in prison, Ding Zheng has begun to fantasize unrealistically.

……

Early the next morning,

Li Qingfeng first played the [Thunder Essence Cultivation Method] in the house as usual, and felt that the thunder power contained in the strange rune in his right lung had increased a little bit again before he walked out of the door.

Zhang Ting was still waiting there early with Li Qingfeng's favorite xiaolongbao.

After taking the xiaolongbao, Li Qingfeng directly took out two taels of silver and handed it to Zhang Ting: "Take it." ”

Zhang Ting waved his hand again and again: "Brother Feng, no, this is what I should do, if there is no Brother Feng......"

Li Qingfeng directly interrupted Zhang Ting's words: "Love is love, silver is silver, this xiaolongbao is ten cents a cage, it's okay for a day or two, every day, you won't be able to bear it." ”

"What's more, your monthly salary is three taels less than mine, I am alone to feed the whole family and not hungry, but you have three mouths counting on you in your family."

"Take it!"

Zhang Ting took the silver at this time, but in her eyes, she was extremely ashamed, and at the same time extremely grateful.

When you arrive at the Heavenly Prison Plaque,

An old jailer quickly walked out with a letter: "Cell boss! A letter was sent to me indicating that it was for you, and that it could only be opened by you. ”

Letter?

Initiation?

Li Qingfeng's heart jumped slightly.

Was it sent by Ugin, whose soul ran away?

Or is it related to that Yihongyuan Xiaochun girl?

Did you find it so soon?

Li Qingfeng glanced at the depths of the cell, speculating how long it would take for him to kill all the prisoners, and if the other party appeared behind him in the next second, how many prisoners he could kill, and how many times he would draw a prize to quickly improve himself......

The old jailer saw that Li Qingfeng was a little stunned, and called out again: "My lord? ”

Zhang Ting took the initiative to take the envelope.

Li Qingfeng: "Open." ”

When Zhang Ting was about to open the envelope, Li Qingfeng said again: "Forget it, I'll come." ”

He was worried that the letter would be smeared with blood poison to seal his throat, or some other shady means, as long as he opened the envelope, he would be hit.

But after thinking about it, this kind of risk should not be resisted by Zhang Ting, a little girl, especially if he has a way to open the envelope without touching it.

Throw the envelope out casually,

Boom!

The long knife on his waist was unsheathed, without the slightest true qi and internal strength, but the long knife in his hand was like a cold light that quickly cut through the sky.

There was a stab.

The envelope was cut open, and the letter paper rolled out.

The tip of the knife flipped as flexibly as a finger, and the letter paper was picked up on the tip of the knife, and the envelope slowly fell to the ground.

"Good knife technique!"

"My lord is good at swordsmanship!"

"That's amazing!"

"No wonder the adults can fight side by side with that mysterious senior master, seven in and seven out of hundreds of prisoners!"

"Your Excellency is mighty!"

Li Qingfeng's face darkened slightly, how did the "record" of seven in and seven out come out, and it seemed to be known to everyone?

The mouths of those people in the Evil Killing Division are not strict!

In the praise of the crowd and Zhang Ting's extremely adoring gaze, Li Qingfeng picked the letter paper with a knife and looked at it at a distance of more than a foot in front of him.