Chapter 797 You have to protect me

  Si Xinghe walked over, looked at Si Muen up and down, made sure he was okay, and then asked, "Muen, why are you fighting here? Where are the others?"

  Si Muen shook his head, "I don't know where Liao Jing was imprisoned, but Liao Jing said that as long as I insist on staying on stage for a day, Yuan Bureau and the others will be able to live for a day."

"unacceptable!"

  Si Niannian frowned, "You all came here with a mission, how could Liao Jing treat you like this? What's the difference between this and lynching?"

   "Brother, didn't you reveal your identities?"

   Anger flashed in Si Muen's eyes, "Yuan Bureau showed the documents here. Everything was fine until we proposed to investigate Ji Fan, and Liao Jing's face and tone were not right."

"Then, one of their prison guards quarreled with us inexplicably, and even moved his hand directly, and somehow it was so small. I just punched him twice, gave him a kick, and didn't use all my strength, that The guard actually died."

   "After death, the prison guards directly regarded us as enemies, and Liao Jing detained us here for this reason. Since then, I have never seen Yuan Ju and the others."

   "Then you were brought here?" Bu Chensu asked.

Si Muen nodded, and then laughed at himself, "Who would have thought that our Si Muen would end up in such a field one day, and we have to fight with these people in the arena every day with all our might, and insist on persevering if we don't eat or drink. , if you hadn't come today, I guess I wouldn't be able to last long."

   "They don't give you food and drink, and they let you fight here all the time?"

   A hint of distress flashed in Si Niannian's eyes, and he hurriedly allowed Bu Chensui to take out food from the space and give Si Muen a belly to pad.

   "Damn, I'll go find that Liao Jing to settle the account."

  Si Niannian rolled up his sleeves, took off his bracelet, put it in his pocket, strode forward, and threw a punch lightly.

  Boom!

   The tough elevator door was smashed into a hole by her fist.

  bang bang bang!

   is another series of punches.

  The elevator door has become a piece of scrap iron.

   All the prisoners were dumbfounded, their mouths opened wide, and they wanted to fall to the ground.

   Aren't they dazzling?

   Such a lovely little beauty, why did she suddenly become a terrifying strongman?

  This elevator is made of the strongest rock iron, and this girl can actually dismantle it with her bare hands.

   Is she a pervert?

   The prisoner who was still struggling, trying to break free from the shackles of spiritual power, suddenly became quiet and honest.

   He didn't even dare to breathe.

  For fear of angering Si Niannian, he ended up with the elevator door.

   "Okay, baby, just leave it to me next."

  Bu Chensu let Si Niannian vent his anger for a while, and seeing that the level was almost there, he stepped forward to stop her.

   Pulling Si Niannian behind him, Bu Chensu directly used his mental power to cut the entire elevator into a pile of junk.

   Only the rails and chains were left in the elevator passage, which were also cut into pieces by Bu Chensui. When they fell to the bottom, they made a heavy noise.

  The hearts of those who were shaken trembled.

  The entire passage is opened up, looking up, you can see the lights overflowing from above.

  Chou took a look, then wrapped Si Xinghe's waist with one hand and Si Muen's arm with the other, and said to Bu Chensui, "I'll be in charge of them, and Niannian will leave it to you."

   After the words fell, the cycle tapped his toes and jumped up high. Even with two people, he was still as light as a swallow, and he quickly returned to the second floor.

Behind   , Bu Chensu followed closely, holding Si Niannian firmly and chasing after him.

   It’s just that he is slower and harder than the cycle. On the way, he has to re-borrow on the walls on both sides a few times before he can go back upstairs.

   "Liao Jing is no longer here."

  Cycle glanced at the rest of the second floor.

   Then, he let go of Si Xinghe and Si Muen, bit his fingers, and drew talismans in the void with blood.

The    talisman is very complex, and as each stroke is completed, a faint holy shimmer will be formed in the void.

  Si Niannian looked at it very seriously, his eyes full of curiosity and admiration for the cycle.

   Few people dared to speak out, for fear of disturbing the cycle.

   It took about three minutes for the cycle to drop the last stroke, and then he waved a force and slapped the talisman upwards.

   The faintly glowing talisman grew a little bit bigger, rising rapidly with a strong coercion, covering the entire Huaibei Prison.

  Cycle kept looking up, then quickly squeezed a trick, threw it into the sky, and shouted: "Break!"

  Si Niannian and Bu Chensu raised their eyebrows at the same time.

   "The formation here was broken by Uncle Qi." This is what Si Niannian could feel.

  Bu Chen Su nodded and said, "My power is no longer imprisoned."

  Bu Chensu quickly extended his mental power to the entire prison, and his face became more and more ugly.

   "Liao Jing released some prisoners. It seems that he intends to use them against us."

  Si Xinghe's face was as black as charcoal at the moment, and he snorted coldly, "I didn't expect that today, there is still such a place of disregard for law and discipline, does Liao Jing really consider himself the emperor of this place?"

   "Even if he is really the emperor, Lord will abolish him today."

  Cycle: "Xinghe, remember not to get too far from me for a while, it's better to follow me, I can't decipher the formation that imprisoned the spiritual power."

  Si Xinghe, who just finished his harsh words: "..."

   He glanced at the cycle with a bit of sadness, and then lost his momentum, took a step back, and really hid behind the cycle.

   "Then, Seven, you have to protect me."

other people:"……"

   At this time, Bu Chensu had used his mental power to detect the positions of several people in Yuancheng.

   "Yuan Ju and the others are locked in a cell in Area A."

  Si Muen said bitterly: "The director of the Tangtang Detective Bureau, a state civil servant, when he arrived here, he was thrown into the most dangerous area A as a prisoner. I don't know what they have endured these days. This Liao Jing is really hateful!"

   "Chen Su, Nian Nian, you guys go to save people, I'll catch Liao Jing." The cycle quickly made arrangements.

   "Uncle Qi, can you be alone? Liao Jing has released a lot of prisoners as thugs. Those are desperadoes and can do anything." Si Niannian was a little worried.

  Si Xinghe raised his eyebrows, "It's alright, the third uncle is still here, and no matter how bad it is, there is still your brother."

   "Don't look at your brother's injury, but it's more than enough to deal with a few prisoners."

  Si Xinghe has been carefully paying attention to the changes in Si Muen's aura, and now it has become much more stable, and even his face has turned a lot more rosy.

   Also, with Si Niannian's medicinal pill and the power to cycle in, it's hard not to recover quickly.

  Si Niannian looked at Si Muen with some anxiety.

  Si Muen quickly patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, your brother and I are strong, but I'm just a few prisoners, a trifle."

"Then don't be brave." Si Niannian couldn't help but warned again, and then he and Bu Chensu jumped from a window on the second floor, bypassed another building, and quickly moved towards the prisoner who detained Yuan Cheng and the others. Run to the cell.

  Cycle followed the stairs directly to the first floor with Si Xinghe and Si Muen.

   On the empty field, a group of prisoners walked towards them with fierce expressions on their faces.

   And Liao Jing stood at the back, sitting calmly on a chair, with Erlang's legs crossed and a cigar in his mouth, as if he was watching a game of cat and mouse, his eyes were full of interest.

  Cycle froze his face, raised his hand and waved it gently, as if the cold winter was approaching and freezing came.

  The prisoners who were running fast were frozen in this way.

   They also maintained a rushing posture, their expressions were either hideous, playful, or full of killing intent.

   was sealed in ice sculptures in an instant.

   Immediately afterwards, the cycle jumped high and flashed in front of Liao Jing at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

   Without saying a word, the cycle directly slapped it.

   His palm was also filled with a terrifying chill, and when the palm wind hit Liao Jing's face, it was like an ice blade.

   Cool, with a little tingling.

   Liao Jing dodged immediately, raised his hand and touched his cheek.

   Sticky, with a little residual temperature.

   He looked at his hands, stained with blood.

   "You are not a cultivator."

  Liao Jing's tone was very determined, he looked at the cycle with burning eyes, "You are using immortal power! You are immortal!"

The    cycle did not talk to each other, and the offensive followed.

   There is no killing intent on him, but every move is a killing move.

   "I'm also a fairy, you can't kill me!"

  Liao Jing confronted Zhou for a few tricks, and knew that he was not the opponent of Zhou.

At the risk of being hit by a palm, Liao Jing narrowed the distance between the two and said solemnly: "You and I have the same roots. Since we are both living abroad and cannot return home, why should we kill each other? We are all immortals, In this cultivation world, we are kings, we can act recklessly, and no one can restrain us, since you and I meet here today, it is fate, if we join forces in the future, the entire cultivation world will be trampled under our feet, wouldn’t it be fun?”

  Cycle finally said, "Who else did you tell this nonsense?"

  Liao Jing thought he was tempted, and his tone softened a little, but he still didn't dare to relax his guard.

"We don't have many people here. It's rare to meet one or two. Except for you, it's Mu Xian, but that kid has no ambition, so he just guarded the dilapidated restaurant for hundreds of years. It's not annoying either."

   "But brother, you are different. As soon as I saw you, I knew that you must be someone who does big things."

   Liao Jing's words were not just for compliments, he felt that this person was unusual the first time he saw the cycle.

   Even, a little familiar.

   I seem to have seen it somewhere.

  Unfortunately, he has spent hundreds of years in this Huaibei Prison, and he has almost forgotten what happened in the past.

   A cold light flashed in the eyes of the cycle, and the figure flashed and disappeared in front of Liao Jing.

   Immediately afterwards, countless figures in cycles surrounded Liao Jing.

   These figures are sometimes illusory, sometimes real, and sometimes like an ice sculpture.

  Liao Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes became more alert, and when he turned his wrist, there was a long knife in his palm.

The    long sword glowed faintly, and when the scabbard was pulled out, there were bursts of micro-sounds, and there was a strong coercion.

  Si Xinghe and Si Muen watched not far away.

   "It's a fairy."

   Si Xinghe blurted out.

  Si Muen glanced at him, "Third Uncle, do you recognize the Immortal Artifact?"

  Si Xinghe was also slightly startled, then shook his head, "I don't know."

   "Then how do you know it's an immortal weapon?" Si Muen asked.

   "Guess."

  Si Muen: "..."

  Why can't he guess?

  Looking over there again, Liao Jing held the fairy weapon in his hand, swept the sword horizontally, and poured out his domineering fairy power, hitting the figures around him that were both illusory and real.

  Si Xinghe and Si Muen's hearts were raised at the same time.

   "Seven watch out!"

  Si Xinghe blurted out the reminder, which made Liao Jing stunned for a moment, and finally remembered the identity of the cycle.

  Liao Jing looked around and chuckled, "It was you!"

   At this moment, the figure of the cycle suddenly appeared above Liao Jing's head, and he slashed over with a palm.

   An icicle like a rope sank into Liao Jing's mind.

   Immediately afterwards, it swept through his meridians.

  Liao Jing's whole body was fixed there as if acupuncture points had been tapped.

   His appearance does not show any change, but the inside has been completely sealed by ice.

   Only the eyes and mouth can move.

   His eyes widened, shock, astonishment, awe, fear and other emotions constantly flashed and intertwined in his eyes.

   "Bingxin Suoyin, how could you be Bingxin Suoyin!"

   "He, isn't he?"

   "So it is, hahaha, so it is..."

  Cycle stood in front of Liao Jing, raised his hand and sucked, and sucked the long fairy sword on the ground.

   With only a slight force, a handful of fairy weapons was destroyed like this, turning into a pile of powder, and a breeze blew through and dissipated into the air.

"I spared your life back then because of your kindness to the mistress. The mistress interceded with the Lord to keep you here and let you control the Huaibei Prison, which is considered a thin face for you, since you If you have to kill yourself, then I don’t think it’s worth keeping this thin face.”

   Liao Jing's hatred rose in his heart, and his eyes could not wait to stare out.

   "How dare you use the ice heart lock on me! How dare you destroy my immortal roots!"

   "Without the immortal root, even if I reincarnate, I can only be an ordinary person, and I don't even have the talent for cultivation. How can you be so cruel, how dare you treat me like this!"

   "If you treat me like this, you are not afraid that one day the seal will be undone. Will the Lord be angry if he knows about this?"

  Cycle did not change his face, "The Lord left me here to maintain order here. Now that you make another mistake, it is reasonable for me to deal with you."

   "Besides, you also take yourself too seriously. The Lord is in charge of all kinds of situations, and you can only see the mistress in your eyes and heart. How can you care about a little person like you?"

   There is no lower limit for the earthly respect to favor his wife, and he is a proper wife and slave. This is a matter known to all gods and gods in the Six Realms. It is not an exaggeration to say the cycle.

Liao Jing rolled his eyes slightly and sneered, "The one who stays here to maintain order is not you. If you move me today, you are not afraid that I will spread your identity out? When the world is in chaos, the zombie world will definitely take this opportunity to once again. In trouble, can you afford this crime?"

  Cycle still looked indifferent, "It's okay, you don't have that chance."

   squeezed a tactic in his hand and fluttered it lightly. Liao Jing ended his life in disbelief.

   Before his body fell to the ground, it turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.

  The soul is scattered and the ashes are gone, this is his ending.

   (end of this chapter)