"I want Yun to say that this thief came well, but the wonderful thing is!"

Yun Dongliu smiled:

"It is worth it to be able to sleep every day, and to see such a wonderful palm that makes Yun not sleep for ten or hundreds of days!"

"It's late at night, Mr. Yun should go to bed early."

Looking at the lights faintly lit around, An Qisheng waved his hand slightly and disappeared from the roof of Yangxiao Hall.

Before leaving, he glanced inadvertently and looked at Bai Xian'er who was nervous in the shadows.

"Good body style."

Yun Dongliu's eyes lit up.

His eyes were kept staring at him, but he didn't even see how the old Taoist priest walked.

Not to mention anything else, just this light skills are far from reaching.

After taking a look at the houses that were sounding around him, his body turned and disappeared into the night.

...........

Bean-like lights swaying.

In the dim light.

Bai Xian'er knelt on the ground, feeling sobbing, feeling pitiful.

An Qisheng sat upright, drank tea lightly, and looked at her with a calm expression.

If she hadn't thought that she had used the Soul-Snatching Technique to control her, she would have dared to deceive Bian You to come, and she should have slapped her to death with one palm!

"Grandpa, Xian'er, Xian'er was wrong..."

Feeling the flash of coldness, Bai Xian'er's body shook again.

The scene of her almost being beaten to death by three punches yesterday appeared before her again, making her feel scared.

Bang ~

An Qisheng put down the teacup, and the warm tea bloomed on the tip of his tongue with bitterness, no comment:

"Tell me, look."

Bai Xian'er raised her neck lightly, like ink black hair hanging on her beautiful face, making her feel a little pitiful:

"Xian'er shouldn't have asked grandpa to kill Bianyou for me...Xian'er promises that there will definitely not be any next time."

Bai Xian'er was extremely afraid. The fear planted in her heart by the Soul-Snatching Technique was too profound.

In fact, if she hadn't known that using An Qisheng's means to kill Bian You, she wouldn't even dare to have this idea.

Even so, she was still following behind, afraid of something unexpected.

“Is there any more?”

An Qisheng turned his eyes, calm and quiet, without joy or anger.

"Xian'er, Xian'er..."

Bai Xian'er bit her lower lip lightly and whispered:

"There's another thing, about grandpa..."

Naturally, Bai Xian'er is not a fool to be the leader of this operation. She has guessed something that Bian You can guess long ago.

"explain."

An Qisheng's words are concise and concise.

"According to what Xian'er knows, the people from the Imperial Heavenly Prison have arrived in Ronghua Mansion, probably to track down grandpa..."

An Qisheng's eyes were deep, and the things he was worried about came.

The reason why he didn't care too much about the leak of his identity was because he got the existence of the Imperial Heavenly Prison when he was dreaming of Mingtang.

The Dafeng Imperial Heavenly Prison is an extremely special existence among all countries.

According to legend, Han Changgong, the chief of the Imperial Heaven Supervision, was well aware of the secrets of the world, and his qi was unparalleled in the world. He could see the popularity and determine his life, death, misfortune and fortune, and observe the military's power to determine victory or defeat, and observe the national fortune to determine the rise and fall.

It is said that he played an extremely important role in the rise of Dafeng.

Although the weapon rankings are below Pang Wanyang, the Six Prison Demon Lord, it is even more unfathomable.

Fortunately, he diverted the attention of the six doors before. At this time, both blood exchange and embrace pills were perfected. The true qi was condensed only in a while, so he was not too afraid.

"Imperial Heavenly Prison..."
Chapter completed!