Murong Liuzhang stopped talking. He knew that he was in Qingyun Sect, but he was somewhat relieved. He was eager to see his family and know what happened. Seeing this bald man was only at the level of a great master, but at such a low level.

Characters are the most difficult to deal with. If you try to talk nicely to him, you will probably have to talk nonsense for a long time, but there is no need to do that.

Murong Liuzhang only smashed the shackles in his hands on the iron fence with a clanging sound. Although he had no spiritual power, his overall physical fitness was high. After a few times of force, the fence was bent directly, and it could be smashed into a

Hole.

The bald jailer was frightened by his mighty force and backed away...

"Uncle Murong, don't show off your authority here. This is the dungeon of the Qingyun Sect. We are all doing it according to the wishes of the sect master. If you have any ideas, I can report it to the sect master for you. Don't break the household items. When the time comes,

It’s hard for everyone to explain…”

The bald warder shrank, fearing that Murong Liuzhang would destroy the dungeon and kill him by the way.

"Okay, you go and inform the sect master, what mistake did I make? You have to lock me in this dungeon and give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise don't blame me, Murong, for not following the rules!"

Murong Liushang did not speak, and stared at the jailer with his eyes like daggers. The jailer felt that his eyes were spitting out sharp arrows, and he would kill him at any time. He quickly said with fear and sincerity: "I will inform the sect master right away. I only ask you."

Would you like to be quiet?"

After the jailer finished speaking, he hurriedly left the dungeon...

Murong Liushang also stopped beating. He leaned in the corner of the dungeon and began to think quietly about what was going on.

Although his memory was a little fuzzy, Murong Liushang finally recalled clearly what happened yesterday and finally determined one thing.

All the memories before drinking were clear, but after drinking the dragon and phoenix cups of wine, fragments of his memory began to appear. In other words, there was something wrong with the wine in the dragon cup.

There were clear sounds in the dark dungeon, the iron prison door made a loud bang, and there were also the sounds of people walking on the floor of the dungeon.

Murong Liuzhang raised his head and looked ahead. The bald jailer appeared again, but there were two other jailers behind him. Each of them had chains in their hands, as if they were chasing after their fate. Seeing this situation, they wanted to take action...

…

Sure enough, when he came closer, the bald warder shouted to Murong Liushang in the cage: "Murong... Lord Sect Master, and the elders are going to interrogate you. You have to be careful, but what should you say and what shouldn't be said? This

It's all your own business. Just don't cause trouble for us. We have no grievances and we hope we can coexist peacefully. We all act according to our own rules and don't offend the river..."

Murong Liuzhang felt that this bald jailer was too verbose. If his skills were not banned now, he would definitely have many ways to shut him up. In fact, he did not know that this bald jailer was too afraid of him, so he

Will keep talking to relieve tension...

Dali Hall is the place where Qingyun Sect enforces its patriarchal laws. When Murong Liushang was surrounded by the three jailers and was brought here like a sandwich biscuit, he found that there were already many people here, including the sect leader and his wife, including Yasi.

Several elders inside, Di Lin, Yuan Wense...
Chapter completed!