System: Auto Pickup Is On

After a few hours.

Luo Tian continued to recover his body in the dungeon.

As his martial energy gradually recovered a bit, the Healing Talent finally unleashed his impressive ability. Started to help Luo Tian reduce pain and heal internal and external injuries.

Luo Tian slightly closed his eyes, breathed steadily, and did not just rest there.

His gaze was still scanning the three deacons in front of him. But the situation seems to be much better than he imagined. These three deacons didn't intend to attack him.

Outside, footsteps sounded again.

This time, it was Feng Yan who brought a chair over and sat in front of the prison with a few oranges in his hand.

Smiling and eating the orange, Feng Yan yelled at Luo Tian: "Little deacon, I'm still holding on. I don't feel well. Look at you, the injury is so serious. Don't you need some healing medicine? Don't you miss the own safe house? ? Don’t hold on, there’s nothing wrong with losing money.”

It seems that Feng Yan is really obsessed with Luo Tian's weapon, and he is bound to win it.

He couldn't even wait for a day. Looking eager, he only had to force Luo Tian to sign with a knife.

Luo Tian looked up at Feng Yan and said: "If you do this, you won't be afraid that even if I sign the contract, I will seek revenge on you after I go out?"

Feng Yan smiled and said: "Revenge? Then you can come anyway. Although you are a deacon and I am the captain of the guard. But in this capital city, you really can't control me. Besides, if you want to use tricks to get revenge, my brother I'm afraid there will be more than you. Well, little deacon, you can't be too obsessed with money, and you can't be too stubborn. You don't want to wait for someone to save you, do you?"

Luo Tian said: "Why, you think it's impossible?"

Feng Yan said: "If I am not fully prepared, how could I catch you. I have seen your token. The fourth-class deacon is not from the capital. The reputation is not good, and there is no way to find out the teacher. The real outsider If you really have some power, I really dare not touch you. It's a pity, tsk tsk, weak people have to be convinced. There will be no good results if you hold on."

Feng Yan threw away the orange peel, and persuaded Luo Tian earnestly.

Suddenly, another guard ran in and whispered in Feng Yan's ear. Immediately, Feng Yan got up in a hurry.

Seeing his appearance, Luo Tian smiled and said, "Here comes my rescuer."

Feng Yan threw away the freshly peeled orange and said, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Turning his head to take a deep look at Luo Tian, ​​Feng Yan said: "Did I really underestimate you?"

Luo Tian said calmly: "You'll know if you don't see it!"

Feng Yan kicked the chair down, and then walked out quickly. As soon as he walked out of the door of the dungeon, he saw Own's immediate boss and his own family, Mr. Feng, the punishment chief Feng Mo striding towards him.

Following Master Feng Mo was a man in a deacon robe. Feng Yan, who had lived in the capital for a long time, also recognized that this man was the head of the southeast tower of the capital, a super deacon, He Dong.

Feng Yan's calves began to tremble, and the blood in his body seemed to suddenly cool down.

Feng Mo walked in front of Feng Yan, and said directly: "Wuta deacon came to report, saying that our capital guard department imprisoned deacon for no reason. Is there such a thing?"

Feng Yan wiped off the cold sweat from his brow, and said, "I don't know. Recently, I just arrested a few Practitioners who gathered in the capital to fight and make trouble."

"No deacon?"

Feng Mo asked again.

Feng Yan said with trembling lips: "I don't know, this subordinate really doesn't know."

"You'd better not know. Otherwise you'll be in big trouble."

Master Feng Mo snorted heavily, and walked straight into the dungeon. The super deacon He Dong didn't say a word, but just glanced at Feng Yan lightly. Such a simple glance made Feng Yan feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he felt that his own breathing was stagnant.

Watching Lord Feng Mo and He Dong deacon walk into the dungeon. Only now did Feng Yan follow in a hurry, his mind was running fast, how to survive.

Damn it, why can a fourth-class deacon attract all the super deacons.

Does this kid have a big background?

In the dungeon, there are many cells, dark and deep. People who are generally not familiar with it are extremely troublesome to find someone.

But Master Feng Mo and Master He Dong are obviously not among them. One of the two is very familiar with this, and the other almost ignores the darkness by relying on the powerful and hard Cultivation Base. He went directly to Luo Tian's prison. His eyes fixed on Luo Tian!

Lord Feng Mo knows Luo Tian, ​​although he only met once last night. But for those who can follow Master Tianshi, Feng Mo naturally dare not forget. Clenching his teeth, the moment he saw Luo Tian's disheveled clothes, Feng Mo wanted to strangle Feng Yan to death.

Really dare to imprison deacon! Still the deacon beside Master Tianshi!

Master Feng Mo gritted his teeth. The super deacon next to him, Mr. He Dong, said loudly: "Are you Luo Tian?"

Luo Tian's left eye reflected light slightly, Zhu Longyan smiled when he saw the purple gold dragon pattern deacon robe on He Dong's body.

"Fourth class deacon Luo Tian is here, I have met my lord!"

Luo Tian grinned.

He Dong continued to ask: "Why are you here?"

Luo Tian said: "Slay the Devil Cultivator, he fell to the ground exhausted. He was here after waking up!"

He Dong nodded when he heard the words, then turned to look at Feng Yan. There was already a cold light in his eyes.

Feng Yan fell to his knees and shouted loudly: "My lord, I really didn't know he was a deacon. I really didn't know!"

He Dong didn't listen to any nonsense from Feng Yan at all, and continued to ask Luo Tian: "Where's your crystal crystal card, token, and deacon robe?"

Luo Tian spread his hands lightly and said: "It disappeared after waking up. By the way, Captain Feng Yan, where are my things? Do you know?"

Feng Yan knelt down and cried: "Luo deacon, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I will help you get back your things. One is not enough, I promise one is not too much."

He Dong was too lazy to listen, and said with his hands behind his back: "Open the door, the matter of deacon is not under the control of your city guards. I want to bring everyone back to the Wuta, and the things and corpses will be sent to the Wuta. The rest, Feng My lord, handle it yourself."

"Yes!"

Master Feng Mo bowed and saluted.

He Dong deacon is already very Giving face, otherwise. When this kind of thing happened, a first-class deacon with a stronger temper would dare to tear down the entire Capital Guard Department.

He Dong gently waved at Luo Tian, ​​and the cell door shattered open. Luo Tian felt a breeze dragging his body out of the prison. Follow He Dong deacon and walk out.

Feng Yan, who was kneeling on the ground, continued to slap Own, but no one paid any attention.

Everyone knows that Feng Yan is completely screwed this time.

When Mr. Feng Mo passed by Feng Yan, he said softly: "Hand over all your weapons and armor, and wait for me in the prison. If you dare to escape, all your relatives and friends will sit together."

Feng Yan paused when he heard this, and then fell unconscious on the spot.