Wealth and danger are sought!

There are schadenfreude, there are sympathy, there are cold eyes, there are gratitude, and the various states of all beings are vividly displayed in the cell at this moment.

Han Qing was unmoved, since he dared to recommend himself, he naturally had full confidence. Although I don't know what kind of content is assessed in the palace examination of the Mang clan, the articles in the world have the same goal. With his name as the Great Confucian handpicked by the Emperor of Jiuzhou, he will only be handy when he thinks about it.

He never thought about not going through him, and he has plenty of confidence in this regard.

Someone looked at Han Qing's cell with pity, and sighed secretly: "Sure enough, it is the heart of a young man, how can that witch be an easy person, once she is discovered, it will be nothing." When she returned from the golden temple in the dark, I was afraid that it would be difficult to die. ”

Chi Wan'er came and went quickly, very similar to her fiery personality, and disappeared into the cell in a blink of an eye.

There were only a few jailers left in the same place who were still sweating profusely, and the eyes of all the jailers looking at Han Qing at this moment were full of different meanings.

"Isn't this kid stupid?"

Only Han Qing clearly knew what he had done, and he didn't care about other people's opinions, as long as he firmly grasped the line of the princess of the Mang clan, he could not change the fate of the prisoners.

Since the witch had an explanation, this group of jailers naturally didn't dare to slack off, and after making up their minds, they walked to Han Qing's cell and asked respectfully, "What is this son's name?"

Han Qing glanced at the short and fat jailer, and humbly bowed his head, "My lord, I want to say, villain Han Qing, please take care of you in the future, I hope you will forgive me if I can't salute if I am sick." ”

"Yo, looking at this posture, could it be that Han Gongzi was still a cultivator before he came in?" The short and fat jailer showed surprise on his face, as if he was a little surprised by Han Qing's movements.

In fact, Han Qing was imprisoned in Huawai Prison, and the specific details of this group of jailers were unknown, but they only heard that it seemed to have something to do with the guest who was now in the Mang Clan.

They don't know the rest, and the commander of this side hasn't explained.

Now in this situation, it seems that this one-armed young man who has vowed to protect the witch palace and try to win the championship is very likely to be a blessing in disguise.

In addition, although a witch told Haosheng to take care of this person, this person did not show the slightest arrogant look, but was very good at being a human being, calling himself a villain, which was still very useful to this short and fat jailer.

Good boy, since you are on the road, the eldest lord does not mind making you comfortable in this cell in the future, so you should make a good fate, in case you climb the high branch of the princess.

What is the most important thing in walking the rivers and lakes? Cultivation is profound, and the strength is strong, of course, it is once and for all to ensure the harvest in drought and flood, but when you weave a huge network of human feelings and sophistication, the energy in it can be seen more clearly than anyone else in the short and fat jailer who has been on duty in the prison for so many years.

Han Qing has experienced so many things and knows that it is okay to do things in a high-profile manner, but there is no scum left to die if you are a high-profile person.

Hades is aggressive, and the imps are difficult.

Besides, now he just has the opportunity to get close to the princess of the Mang clan, and it is the best policy to be a low-key talent before the matter is completed.

Han Qing, who was prostrate on the ground, had a long conversation with the jailer, and the jailer seemed to realize that Han Qing was still on the ground.

"Oh, Han Gongzi is here, who bullied our princess's friend, Lao Tzu picked his skin. The short and fat jailer suddenly shouted like a thunderclap, and the walls of the cell shook with ashes.

Han Qing bore the brunt of it, and his breath couldn't help but stagnate.

"This person's strength is so strong, I'm afraid it's not lower than the Dao realm, right?"

"Han Gongzi is not afraid, I repeat it again, who dares to withhold his food and bully him in the future, Lao Tzu will crush him to ashes. ”

As the short and fat jailer spoke, the group of people in Han Qing's prison who often beat Han Qing became the first to get nervous.

Looking at Han Qing's eyes, they all became unnatural, especially where Guan Yuehe was lying on her back, her body suddenly tensed.

In prison, the words of the cell bosses are better than the words of the reckless king, and they have countless shady means to make you obedient.

At the thought of the one-armed young man who often took the lead in bullying him, he suddenly panicked.

The others sat up suddenly at this moment, and left Guan Yuehe far away, making it clear that they would draw a line with him.

At this moment, the sound of shaking the earth just now came from the depths of the cell again, accompanied by a ghost crying wolf, "Your Royal Highness Princess, why did you leave so quickly, the old man has not served you yet." ”

Hearing this, the Humpty Dumpty jailer and his companions rolled their eyes with disdain.

"Fuck out now, you weren't there. ”

Who else could there be if it was not the Fang Commander of Fangwai Prison, with a burst of dusty running, a fat man who was afraid of three hundred pounds appeared in front of everyone.

It was Commander Fang.

He had a pity expression on his face, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha.

But no one would think that this was what he really was, although he cursed inwardly. But Han Qing found that this one looked kind, except for the occasional cold light in his eyes, this Fang Commander was more intimidating than the princess who was known as a witch.

Because the cell was suddenly silent, as if suddenly it had become a quiet space, and the needle drop could be heard.

Only those who have tried Fang Fatzi's methods know that this person is extremely dangerous, and he is an out-and-out murderer without blinking.

"Then according to the princess's request, take care of this son, and if there is a mistake, he will cut it off by himself. ”

"Ordered. ”

From beginning to end, Commander Fang didn't squint, and he didn't even look at Han Qing, as if all he was in front of him was a cloud of air.

After saying this routine sentence, he disappeared into the cell with a fat body, and walked farther and farther, leaving only a broad back.

After briefly explaining that the other prisoners were strictly forbidden to bully Han Qing, the jailer nodded to Han Qing and then left the cell passage with steps.

After the jailer left, Han Qing glanced down at his gray-faced self, and suddenly laughed at himself, "Han Qing, Han Qing, if you don't do it if you are a good Confucian and an official in the court, you have to choose the most difficult path of cultivation, such as."

It's good to go to jail today, so that Zhang Yinliang and them know that they won't laugh off their big teeth. ”

Thinking of Zhang Yinliang, Han Qing realized that he hadn't seen this childhood hair for a long time.

After hearing that Songyang County was slaughtered by the Heavenly Demon King, he had gone away to find immortals and asked, but he didn't know what happened now.

Thinking of the bits and pieces of his childhood, maybe Han Qing, who has become more and more heavy in his heart over the years, will smile from the bottom of his heart, which is really rare.

But when he thought that now that the peak had turned around, he had suddenly become the princess's guest, Han Qing couldn't help but smile.

Feng Shui takes turns, and today comes to my house.

Is Han Qing really desireless to the point of being indifferent to the beating of others? Naturally not, but he is now powerless in his cultivation, if possible, any bloody man can endure this inhuman humiliation.

Looking down on the things of the world is a change in mood, and it does not mean that the body has to bear this evil consequences.

So when the scales of measurement tilted, Han Qing turned around and looked at the group of inmates who had beaten him badly just now.

"Come, continue to beat me?" Han Qing hooked his fingers seriously, pointing at Guan Yuehe, who played the role of the leading big brother.

At this moment, except for Guan Yuehe, who didn't move, the others shook their heads faster than Hot Wheels.

These people accompanied by smiling faces, as if they had forgotten the cruelty just now, and suddenly became silent lambs, so docile that people could not bear to slaughter.

"Why are you dumb, what about your ambition just now?" Han Qing sneered.

A group of cheap bones who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard, after losing power, they are a hundred times more cunning than the foxes in the mountains.

"How can Master Han do that, the brothers are playing with you, the brothers have long seen that you are not in the pool, and this will not be appreciated by the princess immediately. ”

This group of people laughed together, lest they anger Han Qing, who is now in the emperor's heart.

"Master Han, I have the best gold sore medicine here for you, which is worth a hundred gold. ”

"Master Han, I heard that you are from a literati background, and I have a wolf pen here that is quite close to you. ”

"Master Han, in Xia Bucai, I got an indestructible dust whisk in an ancient ruin, which is just right for dusting off the red dust and mist. ”

At this moment, except for Guan Yuehe, all the prisoners who participated in the beating of Han Qing were all sincerely afraid to sacrifice treasures that they regarded as treasures.

In order to get forgiveness, but Han Qing was unmoved, this group of snobs, when they saw that they had climbed the big tree, they rushed to offer their courtesy.

If it weren't for the tiger skin of the princess of the Mang clan, they would definitely turn their faces faster than turning the book, and rush up to beat him again every second.

Han Qing didn't care about the attitude of this group of helpers, what he cared about was the man named Guan Yuehe.

He dragged his body with one hand, turning his prostrate posture into a sitting position, and a fellow inmate who had already been on the road rushed out to help him straighten his body, Han Qing slanted at the man who was sitting alone on the side, "Come, continue to beat me?"

PS: I lost the icon for 151 days last month, and I was so angry.