Since Mr. Chang has disappeared, Long Xiaoshan doesn't plan to stay.
He looked at Lao Si and others, pondered for a while, but finally gave up the idea of using privileges and patted them on the shoulder: "Serve your sentence well, make a comeback, and you can go to Longmen to find me, don't do anything wrong again in the future
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"Yes, Brother Long."
Lao Si and others nodded, and they respected Long Xiaoshan from the bottom of their hearts.
Back then, they were all bullied in prison. Later, because of Long Xiaoshan, they united and became targets that others dare not bully.
Long Xiaoshan didn't say anything more and said to the warden and others: "Don't send it."
After saying that, he left quickly.
When the warden and others chased to the door, Long Xiaoshan was no longer visible.
At this time, the prisoners were still in shock and suspicion. Who is this Brother Long? Isn’t it just a prisoner released after his sentence? Why is even the warden obeying and calling the general?
Someone curiously asked the prison guard: "Brother Zhao, isn't this Brother Long before? Why do you still call him the leader, the general?"
"prisoner?"
The prison guard named Zhao Ge looked at the idiot with an idiot expression: "You really don't know Mount Tai, and you don't even know him. Some time ago, I knew who the Dragon War God was fighting with Country M and the one who suppressed Country M and bowed his head to seek peace?
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Even these prisoners have heard of this.
But they only listened to a legendary story. Now when the prison guards said this, all of them were surprised and suspicious: "Brother Zhao, do you say it's him?"
"Of course," Brother Zhao said with admiration: "I didn't expect that the Dragon War God actually has something to do with our prison."
All the prisoners were in an uproar and looked in disbelief.
Especially the fourth and others, they were all stunned, and Brother Long became a legend.
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At this time, Long Xiaoshan had left Lingxi Prison, and he was not in a hurry to return to Longyang Village. Now everything in Longyang Village is on track and there are professional talents to take care of it.
He didn't need to get involved anymore. Although he was about to show up and there were not too many people visiting him, he didn't want to waste his time on these meaningless social events.
Next to Lingxi Prison is the Yunkun Mountain Range.
He was still fighting with Qiu Zhen, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, on a Dulong Mountain in this mountain range. Speaking of which, that battle should be his famous battle.
It was only after that war that his reputation as Long Xiaoshan was heard in the Hidden Sect.
Although only two years have passed.
But it seems like it has been a long time.
Thinking of the Yunkun Mountain Range, a silly girl flashed through Long Xiaoshan's mind.
Flower butterfly.
Back then, this White Witch Saint was so stupid that she was silly that she had been urging her twice by Lan Huan. She was inexplicably considered herself the main and followed her inexplicably. She gave her a chance to leave, but she still sticks to it.
oath.
He even gave up the title of Saint.
So silly cute.
Later, the great elder of the White Witch Sect came to the door and explained the special situation of Hua Die.
She has the physique of dream butterfly, and only by returning to the White Witch Cult can she bloom and become a beautiful woman who is stunning in the country.
But even so, Hua Die was still willing to give up and follow him and be his little slave.
Later, it was Long Xiaoshan who agreed to her.
When she is so beautiful that she will take her away like a hero, she will go to the White Witch Sect to take her away.
She followed the Great Elder back.
In a flash, two years have passed.
Thinking of that cute little saint.
Long Xiaoshan felt ashamed. If he hadn't returned to the Yunkun Mountains, he would have forgotten that the silly girl back then would not know how she had practiced when she returned to the White Witch Sect.
Her physical condition is so good that she may have already blossomed with her peerless beauty.
And he promised her that one day he would appear under the gaze of a huge crowd, wearing golden armor, divine clothes and feet on seven-color auspicious clouds to pick her up.
But it didn't do it.
"Silly girl."
Long Xiaoshan murmured softly, "What causes and what fruits to sow, since he promised the flowers and butterflies, even if he was a sea of swords and fire, he could not stop her."
A bright light burst out from Long Xiaoshan's eyes.
His body soared into the air and quickly shot towards the 100,000 mountains in Yunkun Province. Although he had never been to the White Witch Sect, he had Lan Fan'er, a defected Black Witch Sect saint, so he naturally knew that the witch tribe was like
They all live in a hundred thousand mountains.
Long Xiaoshan is very fast.
Passing through the Yunkun Mountain Range is the 100,000 mountains bordering it.
Before entering the 100,000 Mountain, Long Xiaoshan fell in a nearby county town. Although it was okay to break through the 100,000 Mountain with his strength, Long Xiaoshan was still used to planning and then moving.
At least we must always understand the situation of the witch tribe in the 100,000 mountains, especially the White Witch Cult.
It is said that the White Witch Cult is the largest sect in Miaojiang's 100,000 mountains. Although the Black Witch Cult has always been the mortal enemy of the White Witch Cult, the Black Witch Cult acts evilly after all, and is far less than the White Witch Cult's hearts than the White Witch Cult.
After falling in this small county called Luanshui.
Long Xiaoshan deliberately changed his appearance, making himself look like a local race, and his skin became darker.
As for the clothes, when they fell, he had already passed one of them from a clothes store and put some money casually.
By the time he came out of an alley, he had become a dark-skinned and thin young man in Miaojiang.
Long Xiaoshan walked slowly.
This small town of Luanshui is not big, close to 100,000 mountains, almost all are ethnic minorities, of course there are some tourists, of course not many. After all, this place is already very far away, close to 100,000 mountains, in Miaojiang, remote places,
There will be dangers. After all, the witch tribe in Miaojiang is prevalent, so you may be infected with some witchcraft.
This has led to tourists not daring to get involved easily.
What we really go to are those big cities that have been developed by the government.
Here, it is still in a relatively primitive state, and there are many herb collectors and hunters who carry mountain goods directly and buy and sell at the market.
Long Xiaoshan found a lively restaurant with many people to sit down. It was best to collect information in these places, but after sitting down and listening for a while, he found an embarrassing problem, which was the language barrier.
Almost everyone here speaks mountain dialects, and there is not even Mandarin.
He asked someone in Mandarin for a few questions.
Not only did he not receive a response, he was instead subjected to many scrutiny and spying eyes.
Long Xiaoshan was a little depressed. It was hard to catch someone and search the soul when he walked out of the hotel. He was not an enemy and he really couldn't take action against ordinary people.
Frowning, Long Xiaoshan was thinking about it. It really didn't work, so he could just go straight into the mountain. The sky eye searched, and no matter how big the 100,000 mountains were, it would take some time to find the location of the White Witch Cult.
Just as Long Xiaoshan was about to do this, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at the street shot. Two tough men were grabbing a sack and jumping out of a window. The speed was very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.