Chapter 831: Imprisoned for confinement

What appeared in front of everyone was a beautiful and glamorous woman.
This woman's sleek blue silk dress contrasts with her smooth skin, which shows the whiteness of this woman's skin.
If the willows are swaying in the wind; the light steps and the steps, the step by step, the lotus, the unclear style, the inexhaustible grace.
If no one knows the details of this woman, it is estimated that a normal man will have a different idea.
It is a pity that the priest and the priests knew the identity of the woman, and shouted "green scorpion" and smashed all the men's non-points.
The master of the Qing family, the mysterious woman who is known as the "smiley face poison flower", no man who came across her, no one is dead.
"Hey, the two little guys in the Tower of the Devil, what are you doing?"
The sound of the green scorpion was very greasy, and many people couldn’t help but feel that the bones were soft and almost didn’t fall from the sky.
The voice kept lingering in their ears, making them seem like they were taking some addictive drugs, thinking about how good it would be if they could listen to them all the time.
"Not good." The priest and the priest of the priest first reacted and immediately yelled: "Hold your ears."
Unfortunately, it is still late.
Thousands of black priests, who are very close to the green scorpion, are like the little birds hit by the slingshots, falling down from the sky.
The priests and the priests did not even think about saving them, because these falling "birds" had no breath of life at this time.
"Thousands of magical sounds." The faces of the two priests became extremely ugly, and the priests yelled at the back: "Let's go."
It is not difficult to defeat the priests of the priests and the priests, and with so many black priests behind them.
The key is that the green scorpion has already appeared. She certainly will not be alone. Besides the fact that it is so close to the Amakusa ancestor, the two priests who had planned to make quick decisions will not stay for a long time.
Otherwise, the more than 100 elders of Amakusa rushed out together, which is also very terrible.
In this case, they chose the retreat very wisely.
Zou Wei jumped out of the chariot and went to the front of the Qing Dynasty to give a gift: "Thank you for the help of the predecessors."
Qing Yan giggled, using her long fingers to pick Zou Wei's chin: "Hey, a charming little girl, are you interested in worshipping me as a teacher."
Zou Wei was embarrassed by this move, but out of courtesy, she did not directly remove her head from the green finger: "I don't know what the seniors should teach me."
Qing Mei charming smile: "Nature is to teach you how to seduce men, haha, I heard that Ling Xiao this kid, not too much to put you in the heart, if you are willing to learn with this grandmother, make sure that the kid , staying in your bed all day will not leave."
Zou Wei’s face suddenly became red like a pig liver:
Cough, senior, this... I don’t think so.

"It's boring." Seeing Zou Wei was so boring, he let go of his fingers and said lazily: "From today on, you still don't want to come out in the Amakusa, and the stinky boy didn't come back. It is not safe where you go."

Thank you for reminding my predecessors.
Zou Wei once again gave a gift to the Qing Dynasty and sat back on his chariot:
So, I will go back to Tiancao.

"Go and go." Qing Yan was too lazy to play with this not-so-small little girl, and waved his hand impatiently.
Zou Wei was as big as Lin, and flew back to Tiancao Zong in a chariot.
"Kid, you owe me a single person." Qing Yi smiled like a smile, a small waist twisted, the figure disappeared immediately.
"This woman is very powerful." The priest and the priest were hiding in the void, and the two looked at each other and saw the same meaning from the other's eyes.
Unless Murong Huatian is there, no one of the top ten priests will be the opponent of this old woman.
"Do you want to stay on." The priest asked the priest.
In fact, both of them have already got the answer to this question. They don’t need to ask at all, and they don’t need to answer.
When the two returned to the Tower of the Devil, they were horrified to discover that Murong Huatian was waiting for them outside the tower.
Murong Huatian was full of coldness: "Do you know what is going on, my top ten white robes priests."
"The Lord of the Soul, we are humiliating you." The two men immediately bowed to Murong Huatian: "We are willing to accept any punishment."
Murong Huatian snorted: "From today, without the command of the old man, you two are not allowed to step out of the tower of the gods."
"Yes..." The two men bowed their heads and screamed.
Such punishment is more uncomfortable than letting them accept some physical pain.
They would rather be taken by the Spirit of the Soul with a sorcerer's whip and then lie on the bed for half a year, or be sent to the north of the land for a year and a half, and are unwilling to accept this indefinite life limit. punishment.
But they made a mistake and can do anything.
From the current situation, the Lord of the Soul is deliberately watching the two of them go out of luck, the purpose is to let them recognize the current situation in the mainland.
However, this punishment is too much to recognize the price of the mainland.
The Lord of the Soul is no different, and no one can bargain. With such punishment, the two priests can only bear it silently.
As soon as the Lord of the Souls left, Xin Luoting walked over and said to the priest, "Well, how do you follow the idiots who have no mind?"
Upon hearing that Xin Luoting was said to be "a foolish idiot", the face of the priests could not help but burst into a sigh.
The priest and Xin Luoting had a very good relationship, but they did not care. They just sighed softly and left.
Seeing the departure of the priest, Xin Luoting also walked away. From the beginning to the end, she did not even look at the priests.
"A woman who is self-righteous, one day, one day, I will tear off your proud mask and let you be a under me."
The priests gnawed their teeth with hatred, but with helplessness, they returned to the temple of the priest of the Spirit of the Soul with the priest, and accepted the penalty of indefinite punishment.
In the top floor of the Tower of the Devil, Murong Huatian’s Chamber of Defence, the old B priest stood straight in front of Murong Huatian and said indifferently:
The Lord of the Soul, what are your instructions?

The priest is a lonely old man. He kills in addition to killing in his life. The temperament that ignores life has been fully integrated into his life.
Even if he saw Murong Huatian, he was only a symbolic place, and he was treated as a gift.
Murong Huatian does not care about this old comrade, because he knows that this old comrade-in-arms who have fought side by side with him has loyalty to himself rather than anyone who is humbled in front of himself.
"Give you a task." Murong Huatian said casually: "The ten elders of Tiancao, the ten heads of the Qing family, the ten heads of the blue family, the heads of the tribes, bring their heads, gather together, hang on our gods." The tower of the magic tower and the two worlds, the city of Fuyun."
The priest turned and walked away, and even did not even say hello.
A few days later, thirty people were neatly hung in the city of Fuyun, and the people in the past were all stunned.
The move alarmed all the forces of the Blue Sky Alliance. After angrily condemning Murong Huatian’s violence, they pointed their finger at their lord, and the Tiancao patriarch.
When such a big thing happened, the ally was disappeared, and there was such a lord who did not ask the world.
For a time, there was an uneasy feeling in the Blue Sky Alliance. Everyone was at risk. I was afraid that the next person hanging above the city of Yunyun would be their own.
These guys form a group of small forces, threatening that Ling Xiao will not come out to give them a confession, they will withdraw from the Blue Sky Alliance.
Due to the situation, Qinglan stood up and expressed his attitude towards the people in the league: "Give the confeder three months, as long as he waits for him to go out, he will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
Qinglan claimed that Ling Xiao was in retreat. In fact, many people do not know where Ling Xiao went, but they know that Ling Xiao is definitely not in retreat.
However, in addition to continuing to wait, they have no other way. If this is the case, they will only die, and everything can only hope that Ling Xiao will appear earlier.
After a long time, even Ling Xiao did not know it. Anyway, with the help of Xia Yuhua and Tang Yingying, he even smashed the 18th floor of the Tower of the Soul.
Originally thought that the level of the Tower of the Soul will be higher, and the level of the monster will be higher. You can find that the monsters on this layer and the monsters on the first layer are not much different in the strength gap.
The difference is that the types of these monsters are different.
Of course, each layer has a powerful monster guarding the ladder leading to the upper level. The trio of Ling Xiao, Xia Yuhua and Tang Yingying are these monsters as a gift boy.
Every time he defeats a "powerful" monster, Ling Xiao will get a treasure, and the 18th floor will be down. Ling Xiao has got a total of 17 treasures, and he is happy to smile.
Ling Xiao is even more eager to have more of these monsters. I have killed a few more, and I have a few more treasures.
If this kind of thinking is to let other people know that they are guaranteed to fight with Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao is also pondering there, and he will be the first person to reach the top of the Tower of the Soul.
However, Ling Xiao is still miscalculated.
When he reached the top floor, he suddenly found out that in another space beside him, Zhu Xiaolu was already lying on the ground there, lazy and slept.
Of course, if Ling Xiao knows that Zhu Xiaolu will not have to fight to get to the top of the tower of the Wraith Tower, he will be mad at vomiting blood, and then drink three words "why".
"Little green, small green." Ling Xiao called to the side of Zhu Xiaolu.
The top of the tower is a strange space, divided into eight parts, each of which has a strange transparent light curtain separated by each other, which cannot be connected to each other, so Ling Xiao can only stand next to the light curtain and yell.
Zhu Xiaolu heard the call of Ling Xiao, stretched a lazy waist, twisted the water snake like a thin waist, and stood up.
"You are here too." Zhu Xiaolu asked coldly.
Ling Xiao nodded, he would not blame Zhu Xiaolu for such indifference, because she was like this.
Compared with the past, Zhu Xiaolu has a lot more words, which is already a great improvement.
"Others." Zhu Xiaolu asked: "How did you not see them."
Ling Xiao is helpless: "I don't know when they will arrive. This weird space is estimated to require us to join hands to break open, and to send a large array of space above our heads. We must break this space to reach.

Seeing that Zhu Xiaolu didn’t say anything, Ling Xiao continued:
What we can do now is to talk about life here, talk about ideals, and wait for other people to come.