"Grey and black energy!?"
"The adversity is overwhelming, and you must die!"
Lu Ning stared at Cao Chong's head in confusion.
He had seen Cao Chong with yellow aura two days ago, how could he turn into gray and black aura so quickly?
Gray gas represents death and black gas represents bad luck.
Lu Ning's eyes narrowed, could it be related to the new prisoner?
He immediately reminded: "Brother Cao, when we see the new prisoner later, let's stay away from him."
Unexpectedly, Cao Chong said with a smile: "Are you scared?"
Lu Ning smiled and said, "Be careful with the Wannian Ship."
Cao Chong laughed loudly: "Drag him again? Don't worry, the prisoners we can't control are the Lords of the Demon Suppression Department!"
Lu Ning thought so too.
But I don’t know if Cao Chong listened to his kind reminder.
moment.
The two came to the torture chamber area.
Colonel Zhou had arrived long ago.
Jailer Niu and others have also arrived, except Cao Chong and Lu Ning.
After the two of them stood, Lieutenant Zhou frowned and said, "Suppressing the Demon Division will bring a prisoner later. During the detention, no one can look at him. Do you understand?"
"It's Brother Zhou."
Everyone responded in unison.
A moment.
The Demon Suppressor is here.
The leader, Lu Ning, had seen it, it was Gu Wushuang who was Gu Qianhu.
There are ten masters of the Demon Suppression Division behind him, whose cultivation level cannot be seen through.
Lu Ning looked behind Gu Qianhu and saw among the ten demon suppressors, a man wearing a black and red monk robe from the Western Regions with a black hood on his head.
There was no blood on his body, there was a heavy shackle around his neck, and there were iron balls weighing a thousand gold on his ankles, but the prisoner could walk freely.
Soon, the warden Wu Yizhao came in person.
Everyone together.
The new prisoner was pressed into cell No. 50 in District D with great force.
Then Gu Wushuang personally took off the black hood on the prisoner's head.
Everyone looked subconsciously.
Gu Wushuang was heard scolding: "Don't look at him."
Along the way, this demon monk killed seven or eight masters of the Demon Suppression Division with his pair of demon eyes. It was simply terrifying.
He was originally supposed to be locked up in Area A, but there was no empty cell in Area A.
He can only be detained in District D first.
Lu Ning subconsciously looked at Cao Chong.
His expression couldn't help but change, and just when he was about to lure Cao Chong, he realized it was too late.
Cao Chong seemed to have been cast a restraining technique, staring blankly at the middle-aged monk in the prison.
In his eyes, the middle-aged monk's eyes exuded a magical golden light.
There is no ring scar on the top of the head, but a coquettish blood-red Bianhua flower is carved on it.
"Brother Cao!"
Lu Ning let out a low roar and used his true energy to reach Cao Chong's ears.
Poof!
In an instant, Cao Chong spurted blood from his seven orifices.
A thud.
He fell to the ground, staring with bloody eyes, and died on the spot.
A look of pain appeared on Lu Ning's face.
Although he did not have a close relationship with Cao Chong, they had drinks together and had an in-depth chat with the girl from Zuilefang.
Seeing the latter die in front of him, he was still a little sad.
In this damn world, human lives are like ants.
Weakness is the original sin.
Lu Ning was really upset. Why should Cao Chong be looked at to death by someone?
"Walk!"
Gu Wushuang grabbed Lu Ning, whose eyes were getting colder, and pulled him away.
Everyone's spines trembled with chills and they all left one after another.
Has been leaving Ding District Prison.
Warden Wu Yizhao looked at Gu Wushuang and said, "Is he the demon monk from the path of killing?"
Gu Wushuang nodded coldly: "Yes, this demon monk was originally the great master of the Tantric Sect of the Western Regions. He is in the fourth-level Vajra realm. He entered the path of killing and practiced evil methods. He can attract people with just one look."
"His eyes have infinite magic power. Please go ahead and tell them not to look into his eyes, whether they are patrolling or serving food."
Wu Yizhao and Captain Zhou nodded repeatedly.
After everyone leaves.
Lu Ning swayed alone and silently walked to the class room in District D.
Sitting alone on a bench, I recited "Haoran Jue" in my heart.
Until the meal is served.
A jailer died, and Lu Ning slowly opened his eyes.
"Don't go, I'll go!"
Lu Ning said in a deep voice when he saw the sad expressions on the faces of the prison chiefs in Baiban Ding District.
"Thank you, Brother Lu. Brother Lu, be careful!" the cell leader and others shouted from behind.
Staring at Lu Ning's retreating figure, they sighed in their hearts and wondered if Lu Ning could come back once he left.
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Go to Ding District Prison.
Lu Ning took a deep breath.
He is now at the late stage of the Qi Sea (0/10000). His Zhenqi is as thick as his little finger, and the Zhenqi in his Dantian Qi Sea is even more majestic.
He immediately mobilized his true energy to seal his six senses and quickly arrived at Ding's cell number 50.
Not only was the rice bucket there, but the dead jailer was also there.
Lu Ning first carried away the jailer's body, and then came back to get some vegetable leaves and soup for the demon monk to put in a bowl.
He didn't even look at the demon monk during the whole process.
The black-clothed demon monk sat cross-legged and stared at Lu Ning's tall back. A bloody and enchanting flower from the other side bloomed in his eyes as dark as the abyss.
Until Lu Ning disappeared.
Only then did the bloody Bianhuahua disappear in the demon monk's eyes.
"Haha, interesting!"
The demon monk smiled slightly, and slowly closed his eyes without looking at the soup, water, and vegetables in the bowl that pigs and dogs wouldn't eat.
Return to the class room in District D.
The two cell bosses and all the jailers stared at Lu Ning in surprise.
Lu Ning threw the swill bucket in front of everyone, slowly walked into the class room and sat on the bench.
With a thought, the picture album opened.
Sinner: Bamu (six and a half stars)
Cultivation: Fourth-grade Vajra (early stage)
Divine Punishment: 25 Power
Reward: 276 experience points/hour.
"276 points??"
Lu Ning's spirit was shaken. Although Bamu deserved to die, his production experience was really strong.
However, as his cultivation level increases, more and more experience points are needed now.
Besides, not all experience points can be used to improve cultivation, but also to improve skills.
Get off work at You hour.
Lu Ning met Wu Sankui, Zhao Quan and others.
Special instructions: Prisoners in Cell No. 50 Ding should not listen to his words, let alone look at him.
Zhao Quan nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Colonel Zhou has told us that brothers can just look at us from a distance during patrols."
Lu Ning moved his eyes to look at the top of Zhao Quan's head, and saw that there was less gray air and more yellow air.
Leave immediately with confidence.
To the doorstep.
Lu Ning paused for a moment before entering the hospital when he saw no suspicious eyes around him.
"No one has been watching for three days in a row. It should be fine!"
Lu Ning murmured and walked into the main room to see his eldest brother and sister-in-law waiting for him to eat.
He immediately sat down and looked at the tops of their heads, both of them looking normal.
My niece is also normal.
Lu Ning felt relieved.
The next day.
Lu Ning bought wine and meat and had just arrived at the Tianlao when he heard that many people had died in the night shift last night, and his expression changed.
When I rushed to the dormitory in District D.
Except for Wu Sankui's absence, only three of Zhao Quan's eight people were left.
"Uncle Zhao!"
Seeing that Zhao Quan was still alive, Lu Ning walked over quickly.
Zhao Quan's eyes were bloodshot, he held his head and cried: "Chang'an, seven brothers have died... I really want to kill that devil...!"
Five of Wu Sankui's men died, and two of Zhang Li's men died.
Lu Ning's face was extremely gloomy as he stared at Zhao Quan's head.
I saw more gray air and less yellow air, with traces of black air mixed in.
Looking at the other two people, they were even more serious than Zhao Quan.
This is the result of not practicing martial arts!
How could people with advanced realms, such as Demon Suppressor Gu Wushuang and others, fall for the demon monk's ways.
Although Lu Ning felt uncomfortable, he was glad that he did not relax.
He has been cultivating martial arts through experience, otherwise he would have died long ago.
"Uncle Zhao, don't be sad!"
"Go to rest early and I'll go find Captain Zhou."
A cold look flashed in Lu Ning's eyes, and he left quickly as he spoke.
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See Captain Zhou.
Lu Ning explained his intention.
Captain Zhou was also helpless: "Chang'an, the Demon Suppression Division will lock the demon monk in Area A for at most two days."
"Two more days?"
Lu Ning frowned, didn't it mean that many jailers would have to die?
"As long as you know, don't talk nonsense."
"As for those jailers, I know you have some feelings, but this is a prison. When you are making money with a generous salary, you must understand your usefulness."
Lu Ning stared at Colonel Zhou silently without saying a word, he understood what the latter meant.
The dangerous moment is when the jailer comes on board. It’s not a pity to die without a single life!
This sounds annoying, but it is the cruel reality of Tianlao.
This can also reflect that this world is like this, the strong are respected and the weak are ants.
The real law of the jungle.
So Lu Ning was not stupid enough to fight against Captain Zhou for the dead jailer.
No need.
He just couldn't calm down and felt that his comfortable life was suddenly shattered.
Think about it even without this demon monk.
Sooner or later, demons will rob the prison, and blood will flow like a river.
By then, not to mention the little jailers, many people from the Demon Suppressing Division and the Imperial Guards will die.
Walk out of the room.
Lu Ning's eyes were very cold.
Liver experience cannot be relaxed.
You must make yourself stronger as soon as possible.
Otherwise one day, the jailer's fate will be his turn.
He immediately walked towards Cell No. 40 in District D in silence.
In the past few days, he had the same appetite to whet Liang Qi.
It's time to follow Liang Qi's words.
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Cell No. 40.
Lu Ning held the meat and stood motionless outside the cell.
Soon, Liang Qi, who smelled the smell of meat, climbed to the iron fence like a dog.
"Meat, meat, give me meat...!"
Liang Qi stretched his hand outside the fence and followed the saliva wildly.
Lu Ning slowly squatted down and stared coldly: "You want to eat meat!?"
"I want it so much...!"
Liang Qi nodded repeatedly, his eyes darkened with hunger.
He never expected that when the dignified young master of the Duke's palace came to the cell, he would be treated like a pig or a dog, which made his intestines turn green with regret.
Lu Ning tore off a small piece of chicken skin and threw it in the cell.
Liang Qi knew that the little warder was teasing him, but he did not dare to get angry. He searched for the piece of chicken skin in the withered grass like a dog.
After finding it, his face was filled with surprise. He opened his toothless mouth and threw the chicken skin in.
Chewing with a face of intoxication.
For a moment, Liang Qi opened his bloody eyes, and regardless of his status as a young master, he knelt on the ground: "Brother, no, sir, please, give me meat to eat, I want to eat meat...!"
"Answer my two questions, and the whole chicken is yours!" Lu Ning raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
"question?"
Liang Qi was startled for a moment, but smelling the smell of chicken, he couldn't stop and nodded repeatedly: "Uncle, just ask, I know everything."
"Why are you making such a fuss in the academy and why do you want to see the eldest princess?" Lu Ning said calmly.
Hearing this, Liang Qi's eyes suddenly turned cold, staring at Lu Ning, and slowly squatted down on the pile of withered grass.
After pondering for a moment, he said coldly: "I have to add some food. I want to drink."
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