Chapter 77 The fifth floor of the prison! Talk to ghosts!
On the second floor of the prison, Chen Gang stayed there.
There was a look of hesitation in his eyes.
There is no doubt that today, when the garrison department and jailers are on vacation, is the most suitable time to implement the plan to rescue Lord Luna.
But if he knew everything, would the people in the Guarding Department really be unprepared?
After thinking about it,
Chen Gang walked into the third floor of the Tianlao with a token, and then walked to the fourth floor of the Tianlao to take a look at a certain big demon. He did not directly implement the plan, but instead entered the fifth floor of the Tianlao.
With the capabilities of the Demon Sword Club, it is not difficult to obtain a token at the level of the Commander-in-Chief of the Guarding Division.
Chen Gang relied on such a command token to get to the fifth floor of the prison.
On the fifth floor of Tianlao, the scene here is very different from that on the fourth floor of Tianlao.
The fourth floor of the Heavenly Prison is a cell that looks like a starlight barrier where prisoners and monsters are held, but on the fifth floor of the Heavenly Prison, at first glance, there seems to be nothing.
The prisoners who exuded terrifying oppression seemed to be sitting in an open space.
Not to mention the starlight barrier around the open space, there are not even half of the most ordinary stainless steel pillars on the first floor of the sky prison.
The whole place is an empty place!
But Chen Gang knew that the fifth floor of the prison was the most dangerous place.
You must know that his master, Lord Moon God, is a powerful warrior in the Yang Soul Realm, but he has been imprisoned here for fifty years without being able to move at all.
He also checked a lot of information before he found out the truth about the fifth floor cell of Tianjian Prison!
There’s something about drawing an earth to form a prison!
It is rumored that there are six mysterious and unpredictable positions set up on the fifth floor of Tianyao Prison in response to the Six Stars of the South Dou. Every time a prisoner with a Baodan level or above is escorted in, six killer generals from the Seven Kills Mansion will be invited to come.
Form a formation to suppress.
The six killer generals of Qisha Mansion are even more extraordinary in martial arts. Few people know what martial arts realm those six killer generals are.
Once the Six Killing Generals are successfully combined with the array formations, the prisoners on the fifth floor of the prison seem to have no restraints, but in fact they have to deal with the suppression of the Six Killing Generals all the time in the spiritual world.
If you slack off at all, your spirit may be directly wiped out by the Six Killing General's killing moves.
This kind of invisible and insubstantial suppression is the more terrifying suppression!
Chen Gang walked slowly.
When he came to a woman in a white robe with a face as beautiful as a fairy descending from heaven, he looked at this beautiful woman with fascination for a long time.
Then he spoke softly: "Master! Disciple Yingtian pays homage to Master!"
The beautiful woman slowly opened her eyes, and countless terrifying shadows of her killing moves flashed in her eyes. Even if those killing moves were just shadows, they made Chen Gang take two steps back and his face turned pale.
Then a touch of moonlight filled the eyes of this beautiful woman.
Then she spoke softly, her voice clear and clear but as if it came from outside: "You're here..."
Ying Tian, that is, Chen Gang quickly said: "Tonight is New Year's Eve! The defense of the entire Tianlao is the weakest, but the disciples are worried that the Guard Department, even Pojun Mansion and Qisha Mansion will be on guard, and there may even be ambushes and traps."
"This disciple couldn't make up his mind, so he came to ask Master if he would like to take action tonight."
Moon God shook his head: "Wait for Shangyuan."
"With the full moon of the Shangyuan Festival, I can wipe out the spirit of the six killing generals in one fell swoop!"
Ying Tian's face was full of enthusiasm: "Yes!"
"Disciple, please go back and continue preparations!"
Luna nodded and then closed her eyes.
In her current state, being distracted for three breaths by the Six Killing Generals' mental ultimate moves was already her limit.
If he continues to be distracted talking to Ying Tian, he is afraid that he will be killed immediately by the killing moves of the Six Killing Generals!
Returning to the second floor of Tianlao, Ying Tian, that is, Chen Gang, was full of excitement and expectation.
His feelings for Master Yue Shen are somewhat abnormal.
He seems to be a master and apprentice, but his feelings for the moon god are actually a preference and obsession for the love between men and women.
It is also for this reason that even after fifty years, when even the name of the Moon God was about to be completely forgotten by the Demon Sword Society, and when most of the people in the old Moon God tribe switched to the service of other elders of the Demon Sword Society, he could still be persistent.
They are going to try their best to rescue the Moon God!
"Soon!"
"I will soon be able to follow Master again!"
"And... the little bastard named Li! Shangyuan is a festival for human reunion, but that day is your death anniversary!"
"I will cut your body into thousands of pieces! Your bones will be shattered into ashes! You will never be reincarnated forever!"
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There is no Qingming Festival in this world.
The date for honoring ancestors is not Qingming, but is set between the first and third day of the lunar new year.
Of course, there is also the burning of paper money and setting up an offering table on New Year’s Eve.
Early in the morning on the first day of the Lunar New Year, after eating poached eggs, which symbolize reunion, Zhang Ting and her family went to the mountain with Li Qingfeng to worship their ancestors.
Burning paper money in front of the cheap daddy's grave, Li Qingfeng felt clear in his heart.
On the other hand, Zhang Ting's grandmother said while burning paper money: "Xiao Feng's father! Your son is going to be successful now!"
"You have to have a drink with your brother Zhang San down below!"
"But you can't forget the baby kiss you arranged for Xiao Feng and Ting'er with my third child! But you can't think that my granddaughter is not good enough for your son!"
Li Qingfeng was slightly startled.
This old woman really knows how to talk!
It was like saying what you wanted to say to a living person in front of a dead person.
Does this refer to Sang Shu Huai?
No!
It should be called Talking to Ghosts!
Zhang Ting's face was red with embarrassment, and she secretly looked towards Li Qingfeng. She happened to meet Li Qingfeng's eyes sizing her up, and was slightly startled. She bumped into each other like a deer, and quickly dodged her gaze away, staring at the paper money.
Huo Miao was slightly dazed.
Li Qingfeng was looking at Zhang Ting carefully.
Only then did he realize that Zhang Ting was really beautiful!
No wonder the man named Song is so stubborn.
Although her facial features are not as exquisite as Li Qingfeng's, they seem to be as good as those of Yifei and Jiaxin in her previous life.
Especially her temperament, Xiaojiabiyu's gentleness also reveals a kind of perseverance and strength.
Even though she has resumed her daughter's attire at this moment, she still looks heroic and has a heroic spirit radiating from her bones.
If you are going to get married, this little girl looks really good!
He is obedient and considerate, and he is barely a childhood sweetheart...
only……
If you can't absolutely guarantee your own safety, why bother dragging others down?
Zhang Ting became even more shy when she realized that Li Qingfeng was staring at her like this, and even her ears turned red.
She opened her mouth, but no words came out.
It was Zhang Ting's mother who said, "Xiao Feng! Do you think this baby is kissing?"
Li Qingfeng touched his nose and smiled: "Third Aunt, I am not yet eighteen years old. How many more years should I wait?"
Zhang Ting lowered her head directly, feeling very sweet in her heart, but she was so nervous that she tugged at the corner of her clothes, and her arms kept shaking.
Zhang Ting's mother and her grandmother looked at the two juniors and laughed happily.
The so-called unfilial piety has three major consequences: not having any descendants. Perhaps it is just that the old man is worried that you will still be wandering alone in this miserable world without anyone to accompany him after he leaves.