The team where Li Qingxian and Song Baige were renovated was completed and followed the brigade forward. Han Anbo, Yu Ping and Zheng Gaojue were guarding behind him.

Passing by Tongzhu Hall, Li Qingxian saw many people wearing shackles, standing by the broken wall, trembling.

Under the night, the prisoners were divided into two teams, standing in one team.

Another team was squatting in the corner of the wall several meters away, covered with thatch and rags, covering their faces. A yellow talisman floated in the air, surrounding them with a faint light, isolating the outside world.

Song Baige and Li Qingxian looked at each other and knew that these were prisoners from the Ministry of Justice, but the crime was not as serious as the Qiushi Department's trial, and they were not convicted by the Shendu Mansion and could not be taken to the Heavenly Prison. They could only be temporarily detained in Tongzhu Hall and other places.

Hand over to all places.

Song Baige glanced at the people and said, "I heard that, except for the official verdict, 90% of the people detained by the Ministry of Justice were framed and framed by the Demon Sect for money or practice magic skills. For example, the people from Tongzhu Palace would either hand over them in the end.

If you save money, you will either spend your life here. As for those people..."

Everyone looked at the person in the corner, and Song Baige opened his mouth, finally gritted his teeth without saying anything.

"The person who is poisoned by demons?"

Li Qingxian said while looking at the people in the corner. Although they tried hard to wrap around, they could still see some exposed skin and body.

All exposed skins are covered with abscesses of different colors, either bulging, pus, blood, or insects climb, or black fog wriggling.

Their eyes do not have any human light, either as dim as the mud at night, or without eyes, or blood and pus flowing.

These people's eye sockets can no longer shed tears.

Li Qingxian felt something blocking his throat and wanted to say something, but like Song Baige, he couldn't speak.

"Can you help them?" Li Qingxian asked.

"Ordinary prisoners can help, but those who are infected with demon poison, not to mention whether they can be cured or not, whether they are contagious, once they take over, we cannot get out of the Ministry of Justice. In the whole world, except for the mud club, no one dares to take over demon poison in the body.

The man.” Song Baige sighed.

"No one cares?"

"Is there still little thing in this world that no one cares about?" Song Baige asked back.

"Yes." Li Qingxian's eyes blended with the night color.

“Huh?”

Li Qingxian looked at the prisoners standing, looking at one person, and the other party looked over, his eyes calmly and nodded slightly.

Li Qingxian hesitated for a moment and said, "Mao Zheng, Bai Ge, let's go and take a look, there are acquaintances."

"Okay!" Fu Mingcheng said.

The team walked over and Li Qingxian looked at Wang Bukuo.

"Brother Wang, we're meeting again."

Wang Buku nodded slightly and smiled bitterly.

The young man wearing a black lamp uniform, the young man who was fair in his work and did not abuse his power for Ye Han, the young man who gave Li Qing's life skills notes and pleaded for Ye Han, the young man who wanted to help Ye Han but was scolded away,

Now he is wearing a thick earth-brown clothes, with a shackle pressing down on his body, and his body is covered with bruises.

"No one was found?"

"The news can't be spread." Wang Buku shook his head and said.

Li Qingxian weighed the value of the life wizard's notes in his heart, turned to look at Song Baige, and said, "This person is Wang Buku. He was going to take him to the Shendu Mansion for trial. I think it's better to let Brother Han send him to Shendu.

The government office.”

Song Baige smiled and said, "I wish I could make things difficult for the Ministry of Justice. Anyway, the headache is my father. Deputy Team Han, please send him there, just say it was Song Baige."

Fu Mingcheng asked in a low voice: "The young master of Duke Rong's Mansion?"

Li Qingxian nodded.

Fu Mingcheng was in awe of grace.

"He was very injured. Take my carriage, Brother Han, take him to Shendu Mansion." Li Qingxian said.

Everyone helped Wang Buku remove the shackles. Wang Buku looked at Li Qingxian with a hint of shame and anger on his face. He bowed and said, "You must repay your life for your kindness."

"It's just a matter of raising hands, don't worry about it." Li Qingxian said.

Wang Bukui thanked him repeatedly, and under the leadership of Han Anbo, he slowly walked out of the Ministry of Justice.

Seeing Wang Buku away, Li Qingxian turned his head and looked at Tongzhu Hall.

Except for the main hall, the other houses and walls of Tongzhu Hall were all overturned.

Li Qingxian and others walked around Tongzhu Hall and walked into the courtyard of Sizhu Sizheng Hall.

In the Sizhu Si Hall, many demon cultivators were crowded with them.

Thousands of attackers from all sides walked slowly forward and got closer and closer to the Sizhu Si Hall.

On the main entrance of the hall, there is a spacious horizontal plaque with gold-edged and green bottom, with three large black characters "Si Yusi" written on it.

In the hall, a demon cultivator shouted: "Please stop or go by. This is the prison guard! If you take off this plaque, it will not be a small attack, not a plaque, but a plaque! It is equivalent to being forced to force it.

Products are sold.”

Everyone approached and finally stood at the door of the Si Prison.

Everyone was slow to take action, and the clear voice who gave orders did not give instructions.

Everything seemed to solidify.

"Since I've said today that I won't attack the Ministry of Justice, Zhou can't break the rules. However, if the Ministry of Justice is not worthy of the boss, the Prison Office, so I'll store it in the Police Department for a few days!"

Zhou Chunfeng's voice stirred in the sky, and a ray of light flew over and fell on the plaque, and then flew into the night with the plaque of Si Yusi.

The attacking team cheered together, and in the hall, the demon cultivator felt like he was lost.

It is said that it is not a slash, but it is no different from a slash.

The commander's voice sounded: "Today attack, break the second hall! Turn east and attack the third hall!"

"Attack the Ministry of Justice!"

"Attack the Ministry of Justice!"

Everyone shouted and rushed into the financial room of the Siyusi, took off the plaque of the financial room, smashed the door, pushed the wall, destroyed the house, and demolished all rooms except the official hall of the financial room.

"Today, the attack on the three palaces has been completed!"

"The three palaces have been completed!"

"The three palaces have been completed!"

Everyone shouted, resounding throughout the sky.

Everyone has a happy face, because according to the rules, if you break through the three halls, the Ministry of Justice needs to give an explanation.

The small attack came to this point and the result was completed.

Everyone stood in the night, smiling and discussing what answer the Ministry of Justice would give.

Fu Mingcheng sighed: "It has been a long time since the small attack has been able to capture the third hall. The last small attack has taken the third hall three years ago. We won this battle!"

Song Baige smiled and said, "The first time I participated in the Wenxiu attack, I can attack the Third Hall. Next time, I will definitely be able to attack the Ministry of Justice. Why don't you look like you laugh?"

"Don't you think our offense is too smooth?" Li Qingxian asked.

"Uh... we have four or five thousand people, now the number may exceed six thousand, and there are still people everywhere coming. It is impossible for the Ministry of Justice to summon so many people for a while. Isn't it normal for them to give up defense?" Song Baige said.

"It's normal. The Ministry of Justice does not have the power to fight back, but the question is, will the Ministry of Justice give an explanation?"

"All parties have agreed that as long as the three halls are broken in a row, the failed party must give an explanation!" Fu Mingcheng said.

"What if the Ministry of Justice can't give it or doesn't want to give it an explanation?" Li Qingxian said slowly.

"Stop kidding, the Ministry of Justice is just following your family. Just find a scapegoat to come out and apologize. There is no need to resist." Song Baige said.

Li Qingxian didn't say anything.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and Song Baige suddenly widened his eyes and lowered his voice: "What do you mean is that this matter is not about you, but Mr. Gang Feng? Or is it a bigger thing?"
Chapter completed!