The arrogant voice of the wolf soldier still echoed in the dungeon. His raised wolf claw was about to fall on Bao Buping's face, but he didn't dare to fall.
Because at this time, everyone in the dungeon was looking behind him, with expressions that were either shocked or excited, as if there was something special behind him. More importantly, it was not just the people in the prison who were looking in the direction behind him.
Even the other four wolf sergeants beside him turned their heads and looked behind them. But after just one glance, their legs became weak and their whole bodies trembled.
"What on earth happened!" The wolf sergeant who raised his hand was shocked and couldn't help but look back. He saw a young man leading four beautiful girls over, and the four inconspicuous girls
Inside, one of them is the princess of the ancient wild tribe!
Then he saw the powerful leader of the Leopard Clan, the leader of the Rabbit Clan, and the four Supreme Elders! He saw the powerful monks of the Sky and Underworld Realm! The Wolf Clan soldier's eyes widened in shock before it was too late.
When I thought about why so many big shots came to the dungeon, I saw a slap as big as a cattail leaf fan!
Then, including him, the five wolf soldiers were slapped like flies directly to the wall. Their eyes went dark and they could no longer see anything...
"Damn it!" Xiong Buer retracted his palm and cursed: "I haven't returned to the bear tribe's territory for just a few days. When will these wolf cubs come to run wild?"
A group of bear soldiers guarding the cell lowered their heads and did not dare to speak. They were unable to answer the young commander's question at all.
Xiong Buer vaguely understood that it was probably his father who had been wise for most of his life, but now very confused, who had given some bastard order, and his expression couldn't help but feel helpless and angry. "That's it! It's none of your business, it's none of your business.
Get lost!"
After saying this, Xiong Buer stood beside Shen Lang, as if he had the final say in everything.
Looking at the five wolf soldiers who were half-dead and half-conscious after being slapped, and then at the bear soldiers who left in despair. The people in the prison were stunned and speechless. Strictly speaking, they did not understand the internal affairs of the ancient tribe in the wild these days.
What happened, but they clearly saw the situation in front of them.
Shen Lang seemed to have a transcendent status among the ancient tribes of the wilderness. He could save them from dire straits just by opening his mouth. Therefore, people's eyes couldn't help but heat up when they looked at him, and a desire burned in their desperate hearts...
However, Shen Lang did not look at them. Instead, he casually glanced at Shui Linglong and Xue Qingwu and said, "Well, I have done what I promised you. Just save whoever you want."
"Thank you, Master!"
"Thank you, Master!"
Xue Qingwu and Shui Linglong were overjoyed and called the young master sweetly. After getting along with each other for the past few days, they had already become accustomed to the title of young master and had no grudges at all. Instead, they were a little proud. They seemed to feel that they could give such a handsome and distinguished person
It is a blessing for a very nice guy to be a maid.
"this..."
There were many guards from the Shuiyue Sword sect. Seeing their eldest lady obediently calling Shen Lang young master, they couldn't help but be stunned and asked with difficulty: "Miss, are you aggrieved because you are trying to save your subordinates..."
"Where's all the nonsense? I'm very good and I'm not aggrieved at all." Shui Linglong glared at them, then helped them lift the restriction and ordered: "Thank you, Master Shen, quickly. Without his help, I wouldn't have been able to save him."
you."
"This..." Guards, look at me and I look at you. They grew up in the Shui family in Cangzhou City and were deeply favored by the Shui family. Therefore, they are not only disciples of the Shuiyue Sword Sect, but also disciples of the Shuiyue Sword Sect.
He is the most loyal guard of the Shui family.
For the sake of the eldest lady of the Shui family, they were willing to sacrifice their lives and shed their blood without fear of life and death. And now that Shui Linglong calls Shen Lang his young master, then Shen Lang is naturally their young master.
"I have met the young master!" After only a moment's hesitation, everyone knelt down and saluted to show their loyalty.
At the same moment, after being rescued by Xue Qingwu, the Lingyun Sect disciples also saluted Shen Lang, willingly respecting Shen Lang, and shouted to the young master in unison, showing an attitude of being obedient to Shen Lang.
They were disciples of the Lingyun Sect's Zhengqi Hall. Strictly speaking, they were Shen Lang's junior disciples. When Shen Lang was expelled from the sect, they had sarcastically mocked him. But after the disaster, Taoist Cang Jie ruthlessly abandoned him.
The person who finally saved them from dire straits happened to be the trash that was once ridiculed.
Thinking about this, people had mixed feelings for a while, and after they were rescued, all the mixed feelings in their hearts turned into gratitude.
"Thank you, Master!"
"I have been disrespectful in the past, but I hope Master Shen will ignore the past grudges! There is no way I can repay you for today's kindness. In the future, I will be willing to do the hard work of dogs and horses."
Shen Lang didn't say much. The sarcasm and sneers in the Zhengqi Palace had already faded away as his inner strength and strength continued to grow. He couldn't even name these people accurately, and he really couldn't talk about them.
What resentment? So I waved my hand casually, flicked away a wisp of dust on my body, and then swallowed the past...
Team after team of people were released, but those who had not yet been released couldn't help but look anxiously, thinking to themselves: Why, is the word "young master" the slogan of release? Do you just need to recognize Shen Lang as the leader?
Will you be released if you call him Master?
Bao Buping watched this scene, his dry Adam's apple rolling, as if he wanted to say something, but for some reason he didn't speak.
"Bao Buping! If you want to be stubborn, I, Qi Ruhai, will not accompany you! What's wrong with making friends with the Demon Sect? Mr. Shen is a good person!" Qi Ruhai endured it for a long time and finally couldn't help but desire to live! He could have endured the darkness, but now
He has seen the light! So this guy shamelessly shouted to Shen Lang: "Master Shen! Do you still need some guards? I, Qi Ruhai, and the people from the Giant Whale Gang are also very capable!"
"Very generous?" Shen Lang was almost amused by this guy's tone. He thought to himself, it sounded like he was selling potatoes, sweet potatoes and the like, reselling goods.
The disciples of the Giant Whale Gang blushed and felt very humiliated. But what made him feel even more humiliated was that the real situation was almost the same as reselling goods. The only difference was that these goods could talk and beg.
Master Shen bought them all, even though they knew that Shen Lang wouldn't pay a penny, they still wanted to sell them at a low price.
"Okay, okay, it won't take much trouble to save more." Shen Lang said, casually opening the cage, then looking at Bao Bupingrao, he asked with interest: "What about you?"
"I..." Bao Buping's throat felt a little itchy, and he felt that some words had hit his throat. From the perspective of good and evil being incompatible, it would be difficult for him to deal with the devil. If the person standing in front of him at this moment
As a member of the Demon Sect, he would definitely say the mantra that he often talks about without hesitation: his head won't be able to lose a scar as big as a bowl!
However, the person in front of him was not from the Demon Sect that he hated. Even though this person was suspected of colluding with the Demon Sect, he still admired him greatly for his aboveboard and aboveboard behavior!
So at this moment, he seemed very hesitant. After being silent for a long time, he did not bow his head to please, nor stubbornly refuse. Instead, he said: "Although the loss of my head is only a scar as big as a bowl, it will take another eighteen years to grow again." A good man. Although I, Bao Buping, are stupid, I am not a fool. I can distinguish good from bad. However, if Mr. Shen lets everyone go and affects the so-called sacrifice to heaven, will there really be no trouble? "