Xiaolongnu snorted coldly: "A group of shameless people, it's hard to be afraid of them!"

But after thinking about it, he said, "Lang'er, their formation is very strange. ”

"That's the formation of the Quanzhen Sect, and it's very difficult to crack. ”

Although Zhao Lang knows a lot about the Quanzhen Sword Technique, he really doesn't know who invented this Quanzhen Formation.

I saw that many people with wooden sticks began to surround Zhao Lang and the fairy sister one by one.

The fairy sister frowned slightly, and said with a cold face: "Your Quanzhen Sect is also a well-known Taoist sect in the rivers and lakes, but I didn't expect that the group would bully my master and apprentice!"

Qiu Chuji sneered: "I'll do the right thing for the sky! Why can't I! Apprentices, let me control them! Leave him alive, I will torture him well!"

"Okay!" A cheerful cry suddenly led a group of people with sticks towards Zhao Lang and Xiaolongnu.

Zhao Lang dodged lightly with a sharp Ling Bo microstep, and the fairy sister also dodged, but the fairy sister did not have such a clever Ling Bo microstep, but with the light Tomb Sect light skill, it also dodged.

However, then another circle of Taoist priests raised their sticks and poked them.

This time, Zhao Lang still dodged.

However, the little dragon girl was suddenly about to be poked with a stick.

"Master!" Zhao Lang suddenly used all his strength to perform Ling Bo's micro steps, and immediately encircled the little dragon girl and pulled him back, but there was one more person.

This was followed by another wave of sticks.

Obviously, this all-true formation is simply a wheel battle.

This back and forth, Zhao Lang hugged the little dragon girl, and Ling Bo walked slightly and was superb. Otherwise, Zhao Lang really doesn't have the ability to take a person to Ling Bo Weibu together!

Suddenly, I lost my mind. Zhao Lang was suddenly stabbed in the back by a wooden stick. He stooped over in pain and trembled, and fell to his knees.

However, when Zhao Lang wanted to get up quickly, the wooden sticks behind him came one after another.

Zhao Lang's waist, eyes, knees, and legs were all hit, and the whole person could be said to have no strength to support his body at all, and Zhao Lang could no longer hold it and fell to the ground.

"Lang'er!" As Zhao Lang fell, Xiaolongnu also fell to the ground. Xiaolongnu exclaimed in surprise, and wanted to help Zhao Lang up, but suddenly she suddenly couldn't move.

I don't know when, there was more Qiu Chuji behind Xiaolongnu, Qiu Chuji suddenly hit her acupoint, and she couldn't move, and her eyes were full of anxiety when she looked at Zhao Lang.

"You, you old brute, don't touch my master!" Zhao Lang, who couldn't get up, bared his teeth and roared viciously at the mound.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly didn't know when Zhao Zhijing brought a stick. Suddenly there was a pain in his waist and eyes, and Zhao Lang fell to the ground again in pain. Gasping for air.

"Stinky boy, dare to be rude to my master, you are simply looking for death!" Zhao Zhijing said and poked him with a stick again.

Qiu Chuji suddenly shouted: "Zhijing, stop, put them in a cell for me, I will slowly torture this pair of demons and demon girls!"

"Hmph! you can bear it!" Zhao Zhijing sneered and ordered someone to escort Zhao Lang and Xiaolongnu away.

Zhao Lang, who was driven by others, was powerless, but he still roared heartbreakingly: "You wait for me, old brute, it's best not to give me a chance to live, otherwise I will definitely kill you!"

Qiu Chuji laughed, and then said with a gloomy face: "Don't worry, I want you, a demon girl, to die together tonight!"

In a prison cell.

It's night.

Zhao Lang was locked up, tortured by Qiu Chuji with all kinds of criminal laws, pinched his fingers, soldering iron, and almost all of them poured on.

It's hard to imagine that the Quanzhen Sect is like a torture chamber!

Zhao Lang, who was tortured in every way, fainted by Qiu Chuji's play and fell into a small cell.

Moments later, however, a small hand woke him up.

Zhao Lang was already sore all over, his muscles and bones were weak, and his limbs were full of scars.

He opened his eyes that he couldn't open and looked at the person, but he didn't expect it to be the master!

Seeing the fairy sister, Zhao Lang's eyes widened suddenly.

"Master, why are you locked up here!"

"I don't know if I'm a teacher!" Xiaolongnu said, seeing the blood stains and scars on Zhao Lang's face, she stretched out her jade hand to caress Zhao Lang's face in distress, and suddenly her eyes were red and she cried.

"Waves...... Lang'er ......" Xiaolongnu whimpered: "Your body is so fast, you have a chance to retreat with your whole body, if it weren't for the protection of your teacher, you wouldn't have ended up like this!"

"It's for the teacher to drag you down......"

The little dragon girl said, tears flowed down her face.

Zhao Lang thought for a moment in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Master, I don't blame you, don't cry!"

"You have been tortured like this, I swear, I must kill this Qiu Chuji!" the little dragon girl's face suddenly became indifferent.

As she spoke, the little dragon girl whimpered again: "Lang'er...... The master used to beat you and scold you again, and every time the master saw that you scolded you, your face was very unhappy, thinking that you would hold a grudge against the teacher......"

"Don't hold a grudge against me, okay?"

Zhao Lang hurriedly smiled: "Nonsense, beating is kissing and scolding is love, you are dear and loving to me, I am too late to be happy, how can I hate you?"

The little dragon girl burst into tears and laughed, and then said lightly: "Look at you, when has this been, you still have to be poor!"

"It's okay, master, in fact, my injuries are nothing, the old Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Sect didn't kill me, it's really cheap for me!" Zhao Lang suddenly smiled.

"What did you say?" said the little dragon girl in surprise.

"I said, I still want to stay with my master for the rest of my life, how can I die now!" Zhao Lang said with a smile.

The little dragon girl's face was slightly red, and her snow-white face became as white and red as a baby, and it was as elaborate as jade.

"Lang'er, you ...... What do you mean by that!" asked the little dragon girl.

"I just want to always be the master's apprentice, and follow the master to protect you for the rest of my life. Zhao Lang reluctantly opened his cracked lips and smiled.

Xiaolongnu's face suddenly turned gloomy, and she said in a low voice, "You...... I want to be my apprentice......"

"Then what do I want to do?" Master, let's not talk about this, help me up, I remembered that Qiu Chuji said that he would kill me tonight, I'm afraid it's too late, hurry up and help me up!" Zhao Lang was busy and nervous.

"Good...... Okay!" Xiaolongnu temporarily soaked the words just now, and hurriedly gently helped Zhao Lang up.

"My tendons are stiffened, master, you help me put my hand on my lower abdomen. Zhao Lang said again.

After Xiaolongnu did this, she suddenly felt that a wave of heat came from Zhao Lang's body and swept over her senses.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the bruises on Zhao Lang's body began to slowly turn from posture to red, and after more than ten minutes, they changed from red to small black dots, which shows that the body is suddenly recovering!

"This ...... You're hurt!" The little dragon girl was taken aback again.

"This is my divine skill Jiuyang Divine Skill to heal injuries!" Zhao Lang laughed so hard this time, after he finished speaking, he was miraculously able to stand up.

The stiff hands and feet are all active.

However, suddenly the iron door outside rattled, and Zhao Lang was busy lying on the ground pretending to be the same as before. (To be continued.) )

PS: Yesterday the starting point had a convulsion.,I can't go up to send an explanation chapter.,Please forgive me.。