Li Qingfeng's eyes changed instantly when he looked at the old woman.
You know, Liu Sanchong, the extremely perverted flower-picking thief who only liked to take advantage of the heat, killed hundreds of good families in order to satisfy his hobby, and even wiped out the entire family of several good families, but his crime level was only three stars. .
This old woman is a six-star sinner!
Three stars higher than Flower Picker!
I wonder what kind of mountains of corpses and seas of blood she is carrying?
What kind of cruel and bloody man-eating evil spirit is hidden under that kind and kind appearance?
However, his strength at the eighth level of Mortal Realm did not surprise Li Qingfeng.
After all, more than a dozen people from the Evil Slaughter Department personally escorted him to the prison. After that, he only had to be escorted by the prison warden and all the guards during the short distance of less than 500 steps from the execution room to the cell.
The only thing that puzzled Li Qingfeng was that the Evil Suppression Department actually asked them to guard and imprison such a strong and ferocious prisoner?
There are only six first-level warriors in the Blood Qi Realm among all the jailers on the entire first floor of the Heavenly Prison.
If there was a small mistake on their part at Gui Zihao, or if the old woman recovered her skills and escaped, wouldn't it mean that the entire first floor of the Heavenly Prison would be wiped out?
Did the higher-ups get kicked in the head when they made this decision?
Li Qingfeng felt cold all over his body. Even when he left Cell No. 81, he would look back nervously every few steps, fearing that the old woman would just knock open the lock and run out.
But just three hours later, Li Qingfeng felt the benefits brought to him by the decision made by the donkey in his head.
The income of thirty points of cultivation per hour is equivalent to six flower pickers.
In addition to the five points of cultivation provided by Liu Sanchong, the flower picker, every hour, the total is thirty-five points of cultivation per hour.
At this moment, the cultivation level that Li Qingfeng can use has exceeded one hundred points, reaching one hundred and ten points.
Li Qingfeng did not hesitate to add all these cultivation levels to the martial arts realm again.
With a click, the words "Martial Arts Realm" changed to "Second Level of Blood and Qi (15/150)".
Just like before, a warm current appeared out of thin air in the Dantian, and then poured into the whole body, limbs and bones...
"Double-blooded!"
"The speed at which my cultivation level is improving is obvious. Yesterday, I was still a tuberculosis ghost. In just one day, I went from a tuberculosis ghost to the second level of blood and energy!"
"The speed of upgrading is so cool!"
Li Qingfeng waved his fist, bringing out the sound of whistling wind.
"The strength has more than doubled..."
"Sure enough, all you need to do is hang up and upgrade."
"But I should find a way to interrogate all the prisoners on the first floor of the cell today, and then take the initiative to escort the interrogated and sentenced prisoners back to the cells..."
There are a total of ten font sizes on the first floor of Tianlao, namely A, B, C, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, Gui. The one where Li Qingfeng is located is only the last Gui font.
The highest official on the entire first floor of the Heavenly Prison is the prison warden. Each prison office has a prison warden, and each prison warden has two to five wardens under his command. Under the wardens are people like Li Qingfeng who do odd jobs. Tired jailer.
To be qualified to interrogate prisoners, one must at least be a warden, and warders and prison wardens actually only have such power within the offices they are responsible for.
If Li Qingfeng wants to interrogate all the prisoners on the first floor of the prison, he must become a prison master!
"In order to practice martial arts, do you have to be an official first?"
"Forget it, take it one step at a time, don't be too radical. With so many jailors, who wouldn't want to be promoted to the jailer's office? If I climb up, I will inevitably be plotted behind my back. As I said, when I hang up and become invincible..."
"At that time, even if I want to be the emperor, no one can refuse me! Even if I'm being plotted, I can defeat him ten times with one force!"
At this time, Zhang San slowly walked over,
"Xiao Li, the prison warden wants to interrogate Zhao Kaitai in Cell No. 52. You and I can go and escort the prisoner here."
"Yes! Uncle Zhang!"
Li Qingfeng was slightly surprised in his heart that the prisoner was finally going to be interrogated again.
This means that his [Prison Book] will soon have its third experience baby.
Thinking of this, Li Qingfeng's desire to become an official weakened again.
"Actually, you don't need to be an official. As long as you stay in jail long enough on this day, the prisoners who should be interrogated will be interrogated. And I only need to take the initiative to help others put the prisoners back into their cells after each interrogation..."
"At that time, there will be 810 cells on the entire first floor of the Sky Prison, which will be 810 experience babies!"
"Even if each experience baby can only provide five points of cultivation per hour, that is a benefit of more than 4,000 points of cultivation per hour."
"So, from now on, I should keep a close eye on the execution room every day. As long as there is a prisoner being interrogated, I will take the initiative to ask for help!"
While Li Qingfeng was thinking wildly, the two of them had already passed through the dark passage and arrived at Guizihao Cell No. 52.
In front of cell No. 52 of Guizihao, Zhang San took out the key and opened the door.
Zhang San: "Go and bring him out to show your courage."
Li Qingfeng nodded and walked into the cell.
A stench mixed with the smell of urine, rot, and blood swept over him.
Li Qingfeng pinched his nose and hurried to the corner.
The prisoner seemed to be completely unconscious. He sat facing the wall with his head lowered, making no movement at all.
Li Qingfeng didn't bother to care about this. He walked forward, grabbed one of the prisoner's arms, turned around and dragged him out.
When he arrived outside the cell, with the slightly brighter firelight, he could clearly see that this was a man of about fifty years old.
There was violence flashing in his eyes.
But whether it was an illusion or not, Li Qingfeng always felt that there was a hint of anxiety and worry hidden in this guy's eyes.
After leaving the cell, Zhang San grabbed Zhao Kaitai's other arm, and the two of them dragged Zhao Kaitai towards the execution room.
Unlike the flower picker who cried like a ghost after being sent to the torture chamber, after Zhao Kaitai was sent to the torture chamber, the torture chamber was always quiet except for the sound of torture instruments beating his body.
Li Qingfeng's face was full of doubts: Is he a tough guy? Or has he been beaten to death?
Half an hour later,
With a crunch,
The torture chamber door opened,
The warden and jailer had dark faces and left directly.
Zhang San then panted and dragged Zhao Kaitai out: "Damn it, this guy is really tough with his mouth and his bones. He beat me until I was exhausted, and he didn't even say a word."
Li Qingfeng immediately took a step forward: "Third uncle, please rest. I can take him back by myself."
Zhang San: "Be careful and don't make any omissions. The Prison Master attaches great importance to this guy. By the way, I will give this guy dry food when serving food in the future. Don't let him starve to death before he opens his mouth."
The prison code attaches great importance to this guy?
Can't you starve to death before you open your mouth?
Li Qingfeng didn't ask any questions, he just accepted seriously and dragged Zhao Kaitai to the cell.
After a while, with a click, the cell door was locked.
[Prison Book] jumped a bit and automatically expanded to the fourth page. Sure enough, the new experience baby was included in the Prison Book.