The disciples of Shouxian Palace escorted Qin Xiaotian out of the hall of the compound, and he shouted all the way, "Rotten Muqing, you old thing, you will regret it!" Rotten Muqing saw that Qin Xiaotian had already walked away, and said coldly to Elder Tong: "Since this kid has the power to reach the heavens, even if he is put on death row, he will not be able to trap him!" I asked him to think calmly in prison, maybe I can convince him to serve us. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Palace Master's clever move!" Elder Tong praised with a thumbs up.

Rotten Muqing smiled all over his face, and casually pinched the green silk at the corner of his mouth, "Actually, I like this kid Qin Xiaotian very much, at his age, among the disciples of my Shouxian Palace, there may not be many people who can compare with him, he is really a rare talent!"

"Palace Master, don't be angry with others and destroy your own prestige, in the Omali Empire, there are almost as many immortal cultivators as Qin Xiaotian!" Elder Tong said with some unconvinced.

The disciples of Shouxian Palace escorted Qin Xiaotian to the death row, and the prison warden, a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears, walked out of a room, looked at the white young man in surprise, and said loudly: "What crime have you committed, and what is your name?"

"And where was you born?" the warden handed over a form, and you fill it all out, don't miss it, you know?

Then, the warden was tired and angry, and slept on the table in a decadent manner. After a while, the snoring sounded sharply, and when the disciple of Shouxian Palace woke him up, he said listlessly: "Room Three." ”

He yawned again, stretched his waist, took out the key from the drawer and threw it on the table with a very reluctant look, and said loudly: "All the prisoners sent to me know a rule!" The disciple of Shouxian Palace, who was in charge of escorting Qin Xiaotian, comprehended, and hurriedly took out a few coins from the storage bag and stuffed them into the prison warden's hand, "Master Ma, these coins, even if the brothers invite you to tea!"

Ma Ye looked at the disciples of Shouxian Palace with a smile, stretched out his hand to take the coins handed over, and said greedily: "You are too polite, aren't you just a death row prisoner who only has a few days to live?

Hey, isn't it? This prisoner has a special status, and he is not an ordinary prisoner, and even the prison warden cannot afford to offend him! How can I say this? Isn't this just a prisoner, here, my family is the only one, and I am the reborn parent of these prisoners, covering the sky with one hand, sheltering them well, and letting them get out of the sea of misery as soon as possible. At the same time, it also allows them to reincarnate as soon as possible and become good people again.

Ma Ye stood up at this time, casually held the key to cell No. 3 in his hand, trembling all over, the fat slices on his body were about to fall off, and he came to the door of cell No. 3 with a lewd face, opened the iron door with the key, and turned to the disciples of Shouxian Palace and said, "Take this kid in!"

Forget it this time, before bringing the prisoners here next time, you must have a letter from the palace master in advance, if not, I won't agree? Of course, the prison has prison rules, and when you come this time, the prisoners have all eaten, and I have to take care of everything for you, it's really annoying!

"I've tired Ma Ye this time, please forgive me!" Everyone knows that Ma Ye is the king here, and with you covering, we can also get things done. As he spoke, several Shouxian Palace disciples said goodbye to Ma Ye and left.

Qin Xiaotian was lying on the hay in the cell, almost all his thoughts were lost, he couldn't imagine that this time it would be planted in the hands of the palace master of Shouxian Palace. This is a death row, which means a person who is getting closer and closer to death, he suddenly smiled bleakly, "With this broken cell, can you lock me Qin Xiaotian?" This has to show the ignorance of the palace master of Shouxian Palace, since he stays here, I want to see what kind of person this prison warden is.

You Qin Xiaotian made up his mind and wanted to tease this fat-headed and big-eared prison warden known as Ma Ye, so as to scare his sharp spirit and make him feel the charm of a true immortal cultivator.

At this time, Ma Ye went back to the room to sleep, he just lay on the table and took a nap, and gradually fell asleep, he dreamed that he was lying in the pile of money, wearing gold and silver all over his body, very magnificent, suddenly a sound like thunder sounded in his ears, Qin Xiaotian shouted loudly in the cell: "Ma Ye, I am hungry, quickly bring me delicious food and drink!"

He woke up from his sleep, and looked at the door of cell No. 3 with sleepy eyes, and the voice came from cell No. 3, and he said loudly: "You kid is about to die, who will treat you like this?"

There are few prisoners left here, and since they have stepped on this threshold, they are destined to be closer and closer to death, either starved to death or bravely executed at the execution ground.

"Master Ma, please save me! I'm dying of hunger. Qin Xiaotian raised his voice again and said loudly.

Ma Ye rushed out of the room, ran over and kicked on the iron rail, glaring at Qin Xiaotian, do you want to save your life? You kid is cheap, I can see it! If you dare to shout nonsense, Lao Tzu will cut off your tongue and feed it to the dog!

"Humph!"

Ma Ye's temper made Qin Xiaotian's fury like thunder, and he hit the iron fence with a fist, and suddenly the iron fence bent a little, "You have seen it, if you dare to shout, I will hit your head with a fist!"

"Yo hey!"

Ma Ye is also a temperamental, why is he angry? Look at your big belly, it's actually just a small belly and chicken intestines. Prison director Ma Ye heard Qin Xiaotian say that he had a small belly and chicken intestines, his eyes were green with anger, and the fat on his fat face was trembling mercilessly, he reached out and took out the key to cell No. 3 from his waist, and with a few bangs, he rushed into the cell alone, and rushed to Qin Xiaotian's body with a fierce momentum, and with a huge hand, he grabbed Qin Xiaotian's body, and without much effort, he lifted him up from the ground, raised it above his head, and yelled: "You son of a bitch, Lao Tzu threw you to death!"

Qin Xiaotian was not panicked, let him raise it above his head, when he was about to throw it to the ground, the six true qi in Qin Xiaotian's body instantly gushed out, forming a powerful air flow that tightly pressed down on Ma Ye's wrists, as if there was a thousand catties of strength to press his hands, and suddenly his limbs were numb, like bones falling apart, like a ball of mud slumped on the ground, kneeling in front of Qin Xiaotian like a rolling belt, and begged: "Little grandpa, you spare me!"

"Hee-hee!"

"Ma Ye, what's wrong with you?" Qin Xiaotian jumped sideways, stood in front of him easily, and grinned at him, Ma Ye lost sensation in his limbs, trembling all over, and a pair of thin eyes showed a light of fear.

Qin Xiaotian pulled out the flaming sword from his waist with a roar, and changed his grinning attitude, "You fat pig, stupid to death! Believe it or not, I slaughtered you with a sword?" Ma Ye was so frightened that he couldn't move, "My little grandfather, I have something to say, I don't embarrass you!"

"You don't dare!" Qin Xiaotian put away the flaming sword in his hand, opened the door of the cell, and walked towards the door with his head held high・・・・・・・・・ (To be continued.) )