After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

In the dungeon of the Discipline Hall, there is no daylight all year round.

Half of the people detained below are the vicious criminals who were brought back by the World Hall, and the other half are the rebels who committed the taboo of Kunshan.

The dungeon is set up in a large formation, and the spirit-controlling wall in the prison and the seal on the body can firmly limit people's cultivation.

This stage is dozens of hundreds of years, not to mention that the people who are locked in the prison are all vicious people, even if it is a gentle and good person, if it is locked for a whole number of ten years, it may not be enough to not be blackened.

What is even more frightening is that the cell is not a single room, it is a five-person room.

The precepts hall dungeon is divided into ten districts according to the ten days of A, B, and C, and the prisoners are also arranged according to the severity of the crime and the level of cultivation.

It is said that in the past, the precepts hall was not so particular about it. However, those with low cultivation bases and those with high cultivation bases were locked together, and those with low cultivation bases were all dead, and the precepts hall could only separate them.

Qiao Wan was brought into District E by the disciples holding the precepts, which was in the middle.

When Qiao Wan entered, the whole dungeon was in a commotion.

It's so boring to be in there, it's exciting to see a new face,

What's more, this is still a girl, her skin is lustrous and smooth, like Yushu piled up with snow, although the new injury on her face has not disappeared, but she still looks a bit beautiful.

There was Ma Huaizhen and Zhou Yan who had greeted in advance, and the roommates in the cell where Qiao Wan was taken to were relatively mild.

There were four people in the prison, three men and one woman.

The female cultivator was wearing grey clothes, but it was difficult to hide her slender figure and gorgeous appearance, and her whole body exuded an indescribable flirtatious aura.

Among the other four male cultivators, one is a disciple of the Demon Realm Corpse Removal Sect, and the other is from the White Bone View.

The corpse cultivator looks sullen and looks like a zombie.

With a white and yellow face, he is tall and thin, like a walking skeleton.

Qiao Wan: ... Ma Huaizhen did he really say hello in advance?

There is also a strong bald head with a knife.

As soon as she saw Qiao Wan, the female nun narrowed her eyes and smiled swayingly, "Yo, here comes a little sister."

"What's your name, little girl." The female cultivator smiled with her red lips raised, "Come on, tell my sister."

Joe didn't answer.

The female cultivator wasn't angry either, but pointedly pointed at the person to meet her in a good-natured manner.

After a while, the disciples who kept the precepts brought the prison meal. This dungeon sealed the cultivation base, and the prisoners detained in the dungeon had to eat and drink like mortals to survive.

Most monks dislike the grains and miscellaneous grains at the foot of the mountain, and they dislike the "turbid air" that will affect their cultivation, but Qiao Wan is not picky. Voice.

The so-called full and warm thinking, not long after the meal, the female cultivator hooked up with the disciples of the corpse sect and rolled together.

They both live in Datongpu, naturally there is no compartment or privacy to speak of. They don't seem to care. They are carrying out the great harmony of life as if no one else is around. Looking up at Qiao Wan, he giggled.

It means giving her sex, education and education lessons.

Suddenly, the bald head stood up.

Qiao Wan thought that the bald head could not listen anymore.

Unexpectedly, bald head strong joined them.

Qiao Wan instantly despaired of this shameless world.

Who said being in a cell was so boring.

Private fights are punishable by punishment. Since you can't fight even if you fight, it's alright to do something harmonious.

It may also be because of this reason that they vent their anger. For this matter, most of the guard disciples in the dungeon turn a blind eye.

Therefore, in this dungeon, indescribable performances are often played from time to time around the clock, and all kinds of strange sounds are heard.

Qiao Wan found a corner and sat down, closed her eyes and fell silent.

Although these people are a bit shameless, they are not good people.

She wants to escape from prison, it is impossible for her to be in front of them, she has to find an opportunity to change to a single room.

When she came in, she paid special attention to her surroundings. There was an empty cell nearby, which happened to be built on the corner, and it was also a blind spot for these prisoners.

She wanted to change to that cell.

As for how to get a single room.

Qiao Wan tilted her head and thought about it.

"Huh" opened his dark eyes, his eyes were calm.

Then hit.

One of them was arrested and beaten to death, until the guard disciple gave her a single room.

It's a bit difficult to beat four people, but one should be enough.

The persimmon has to be soft. She is different from these prisoners. She has not yet had the seal on her body. Although the Yuling Wall has absorbed a lot of spiritual power, there is still a little bit of magic and spiritual energy in her dantian.

The meaning of the precepts hall is that after five days, take her to the execution platform in Kunshan, and in front of the disciples in Kunshan, nail her into Fengyuan nails to set an example.

Qiao Wan's eyes lingered on these four people, searching for the "soft persimmons" among these four people. The people here are all wicked people. Even if they are locked up for hundreds of years, there will be no revolutionary friendship between them.

She was going to pick up a soft persimmon to beat, and the other three probably watched the fun more and helped less.

Qiao Wan's eyes were wide, looking at the great harmony of life in front of her, without showing any shyness on her face.

The three men and one woman in the cell had long been accustomed to performing restricted-level pictures in public, but now they were a little uncomfortable being stared at by Qiao Wan's eyes.

A few of them were naked. When Qiao Wan looked at them, it was like looking at the thirty cents a pound of pork on the vegetable stall, estimating fat and thinness.

Under Qiao Wan's gaze, the pork was wilted, the blue veins burst out on the forehead, and he raised his trousers.

The female cultivator propped her arms up, straightened up, and covered her neckline with her slender hand, blocking the snow-white amorous feelings, and smiled, "A little girl who was born with dignity, she can't take her eyes off of her when she sees people doing things."

If this is really an unmanned little girl, she may be immediately blushed by what the female nun said.

But who is Qiao Wan?

The girl's eyes were calm, she followed her neckline unscrupulously, all the way down, paused politely in front of the nun's chest for a while, and commented with a serious voice, "It's too big, it's a little droopy."

Female nun:  …

The nun's expression cracked.

Was she molested by this girl just now?

The sullen and pitiful smile of the White Bone View said, "The little girl is so excited to see it, is it also that she is moved?"

"It should be enough to stay in this so-called famous sect and to guard the etiquette for so many years. Since the little girl is moved, it is better to let me show you the knowledge today."

Qiao Wan glanced at him, as if she was really thinking about what he said.

"OK."

The "persimmons" delivered to your door are not pinch white.

Qiao Wan grinned and grinned.

With this smile, Bai Guguan was stunned, the female cultivator was stunned, and the bald-headed strong and the corpse sect couldn't help but glance at Qiao Wan.

Bai Gu Guan was a little hesitant to laugh at Qiao Wan's smile.

In fact, he was just verbally teasing. It's only the first day, and I haven't figured out what's going on with the girl in front of me. Originally, I wanted to wait until I figured it out, but I didn't expect Qiao Wan to agree so readily.

Although he was a little horny, he was not without his brains.

Promise so quickly, there must be ghosts.

but......

Qiao Wan took a detailed look at the White Bone View for a while.

He has a good appearance, a beautiful appearance, and his eyes are like cold stars in autumn water. Just by looking at him like this, he can see that his heart is a little itchy.

She agreed, and it would be too late to go back on it. Thinking that he, a white-boned loose man, had been traversing the thirteen continents in the south for decades, that is, he was locked in this dungeon after a defeat, and his practice was banned, but his fists and feet were not good enough. Aren't you still afraid of such a tender little girl?

"That's what you said. If you go back and regret it, it will hurt." Bai Gu Sanren laughed, "That Sanren won't stop."

Saying that, I'm going to come forward.

Seeing this persimmon step forward, Qiao Wan has no reason not to pinch it.

The moment the man unbuttoned her shirt, he threw out his fist.

Bai Guguan had been on guard for a long time and avoided Qiao Wan's face-breaking punch.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Wan changed direction halfway, grabbed his hand, and picked up his collar.

Bend your knees.

top!

Even a monk is a man.

What's more, this is not a forging cultivator.

In the blink of an eye, Qiao Wan saw Bai Guguan curled up on the ground, clutching his crotch, and screamed.

After living together for so many years, a few people in the cell have no roommate friendship, so they just stand on the sidelines.

The wailing resounded throughout the dungeon. It was like adding water to a frying pan. The **** in each cell were shocked, and they were all excited!

How long? !

How long has it been? !

It's been a long time since there has been such violence. The suffocated **** all threw down the door one by one, slapped the iron railing wildly, and shouted and cheered excitedly.

In the blink of an eye, the entire dungeon exploded.

"Come on." Qiao Wan squatted down, reached out and patted the man's cheek, and said blankly, "No matter how much you shout, no one will call you, and I won't stop."

"You!!" Bai Guguan's face stared horribly, even if his face turned ashen in pain, he still took the time to squeeze out a few words, "Fuck, you mother, you little bitch! It's not called Baigusan..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Wan expressionlessly grabbed the hair on his head and threw it on the ground.

bang bang bang! !

Bai Guguan's nose bleeds from being smashed, and he doesn't forget to say harsh words.

"I am one of the five elders of the White Bone View! My cultivation has reached the golden core! Decades ago, I refined thousands of living souls and destroyed the five villages of Cangwuzhou with my bare hands!"

Qiao Wan grabbed his hand by the hair.

That's fine.

She has no psychological burden to beat him.

Today, when she avenged the lives of thousands of innocent people.

After a pause, Qiao Wan pursed her lips and continued to smash, this time even harder than before.

"Okay!!"

The prisoners in the cell widened their eyes with excitement, stretched their necks, and shouted and cheered!

Looking at the little girl dressed up in Kunshan in front of her, she whistled.

Okay.

He looked soft and weak, but he was ruthless.

"Come again!!"

"Get down!"

"Smash his brains out!"

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Qiao Wan picked up the White Bone Loose People and continued to smash. After two blows, the White Bone View's nose bleeds and blood overflows.

The Bone View struggled to remember, but he didn't expect that Qiao Wan was looking a little weak, and the hand was on his head, like a hammer.

Hold……

Bai Guguan's nostrils bleed, thinking through gritted teeth.

Forged.

The other four people in the prison were the closest to Qiao Wan, and they saw it the most.

Qiao Wan's face and hands were all splattered with the blood of the white bones scattered people, looking very ferocious.

Seeing that the corner of the nun's mouth twitched, a chill went from her back to Tianling Gai'er.

Seeing the blood, the whole dungeon was even more excited, and the frantic screams rose from wave to wave.

All the scoundrels raised their arms and shouted.

"Hit him on the head!"

"Kick him! Kick him!"

The dungeon of the Precept Hall is too big, and the disciples who hold the precepts have to patrol every half an hour. If you want to attract the disciples who keep the precepts, you have to make the noise a little bigger.

Qiao Wan didn't say a word, but whatever the prisoners said, she did.

Seeing Qiao Wan's response, the **** were even more excited!

"abdomen!!"

"The arm! Unscrew the arm."

"Good fight!"

The screams of the dungeon prisoners rose from wave to wave, almost turning the dungeon upside down.

Qiao Wan was silent, and his beating became harder and harder.

Just like a carnival.

Hot blood splashed into his eyes, Qiao Wan blinked and took a breath, her hot brain suddenly seemed to be poured cold water, and she glanced at the white bone loose person held up high by herself, Qiao Wan calmed down little by little down.

what is she doing?

The White Bone Loose Man in his hand had only one breath left.

Qiao Wan rolled her throat, pursed her lips, and suddenly felt that her throat was extremely dry and her ears were buzzing.

The dungeon in front of her was dark and damp, with a rotten smell everywhere, giving people a real and illusory feeling, as if for a moment, she was not in the dungeon of the Discipline Hall, but still on Yuqing Peak.

In less than a moment, Bai Guguan's nose was bruised, and he begged his grandfather to tell his grandmother, and begged Qiao Wan to spare his life.

Suddenly, the applause gradually faded away.

"What?!!"

At this time, the disciples who kept the precepts finally arrived late, roaring and rescuing the tattered, angry white bone loose person from Qiao Wan's hands.

"Put him down!!"

Qiao Wan didn't resist, she really obediently let him go, and politely bowed to the disciples who kept the precepts, and began to complain, "He bullied me and wanted to molest me, so I couldn't do anything to beat him. of."

Everyone: Don't **** them, who the **** is indecent, isn't it obvious?

The three disciples who kept the precepts had an impression of Qiao Wan, and there was indeed something like bullying the new female cultivator in the dungeon. The disciple who kept the precepts in the middle glanced at Qiao Wan and said coldly, "Come out."

As soon as the cell door opened, the prisoners who were crawling in front of the iron railings widened their eyes with longing in their eyes, watching these disciples taking Qiao Wan away.

When Qiao Wan came in, not only Ma Huaizhen had greeted him, but the real Yuqing had also greeted him. For the sake of these two, the disciples who held the precepts did not dare to do anything to Qiao Wan, but only brought Qiao Wan to duty. Fang criticized and educated him.

"Missing you is the first offense, I will spare you this time today, and if there is a private fight next time, I will never forgive you lightly!"

"go back!"

Qiao Wan stopped and walked in no hurry, "I want to change cells."

The disciple who kept the precepts ruthlessly rejected Qiao Wan's proposal: "Go back!"

Seeing that Qiao Wan returned to the cell unscathed, the female nun smiled and tutted lightly, looking at Qiao Wan with a hint of exploration in her eyes.

"Sure enough, he is a disciple of Kunshan's own family, his attitude is just different."

Qiao Wan ignored her and sat down on her bunk, her dark eyes swept over again.

It was exactly the same as before, a cautious, serious, and refined assessment of pork-like eyes.

Immediately, there were a few people left in the cell. No, the pieces of pork shivered in unison, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in my heart.

she……

What is she going to do?

Soon, this ominous premonition came true again.

Qiao Wan picked the bald guy and beat him up again.

reason?

As for the reason.

Qiao Wan pointedly pointed out, "Your head is so bright that it caught my eye."

After only half a cup of tea, the disciple holding the precept took Qiao Wan out again, "What the **** are you trying to do?! Don't think that Hall Master Ma and Master Yuqing have pleaded for you, and I won't dare to punish you!"

"If it goes on like this, it will be useless even if the elder Dingfa comes to plead with you in person!"

Qiao Wan: "I want to change cells. They target me and bully me."

The disciple who held the precepts had blue veins on his forehead: ==+ Is he blind? Who is bullying whom? Before saying this, can you wipe the blood of those two people on your body first?

"Let me tell you, you are in the dungeon of the Discipline Hall now, not on the Yuqing Peak. Do you still think you are a disciple of the real person?! The dungeon is not a place for you to pick and choose!"

Seeing that Qiao Wan was stubborn, the disciple who held the precept finally couldn't bear it anymore and picked up the torture whip on the table.

As a result, after Qiao Wan received thirty torture whips, he immediately covered his clothes, jumped up and down, and beat the corpse cultist.

The disciples who kept the precepts came hurriedly, hung Qiao Wan up, changed the posture, changed the punishment and was beaten.

After the fight, the disciple who held the ring gave her a new cell.

Or five people.

Before closing the door, he did not forget to threaten with harsh words, "Now that I have changed your cell, no one will bully you, right? If you dare to cause trouble again, it will not be as simple as getting a whip!"

Being pushed into the cell, Qiao Wan raised her eyes and met the four people in the cell affectionately.

Joey:  …

Cell quartet:  …

Silence is the dungeon of the Discipline Hall tonight.

Soon, a scream broke through the silent dungeon.

bang bang bang!

This time Qiao Wan beat up all four of them.

After solving Qiao Wan, the disciple who kept the precepts sat down and poured a cup of tea. As soon as the tea was entered, he suddenly heard the sound of boiling in the dungeon!

The disciple who held the precepts spit out a sip of tea, grabbed the sword on the table, and rushed over in a huff. After seeing the situation in the dungeon, he fell silent.

Screaming is the flute of parting;

The disciples who keep the precepts are also silent for me,

Silence is the dungeon tonight.

The disciple holding the ring stretched out his hand and pointed at the stack of four Arhats in the cell, all laughing angrily.

Very good, what a lot of effort, she beat up five in one go!

Qiao Wan: "I want to change to a single room."

Disciple who holds the precept: "You change your mother's size!"

It was like an invisible competition. The disciples holding the precepts picked up Qiao Wan and stuffed them into cells, and Qiao Wan beat them one by one. Soon, a pink whirlwind swept through the entire dungeon, beating all the prisoners in the dungeon.

Qiao Wan glanced at the corner of her eyes.

A man with a blue nose and a swollen face shivered.

Eyebrows raised.

A disciple of Rakshasa, tears streaming down his face.

The corners of the mouth drooped.

A girl from the Mei Zong, plucked up courage, gave Qiao Wan a wink.

Joe Night:  …

It was different from everyone's imagination, especially Ma Huaizhen's imagination. On the first day of his arrival, Qiao Wan inexplicably established the position of the eldest sister in District E.

In the entire E district, I am the only one who is domineering and domineering, and no one dares to provoke it.