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Seven hundred and eighty-three, how did you lie to her?

"Well, that's what I don't know. It was something that happened more than a thousand years ago. At that time, the ancestor also had the Golden Pill cultivation level. I don't know why he came to travel in the East Honghai, but he just brought the handle of the copper mace. Alas, I'm helpless!"

Zhu Lingwu knew how troublesome it was to lie. He made up all this, where did this ancestor come from, and where was there any statement about the handle of the Demon Prisoner Tower?

"Then how do you make sure that the ancestors in your clan followed the overseas monk to the East Honghai overseas? If not, wouldn't you be wasting your effort?"

Quan Zheng Zhenren tried to change the topic, so he just talked about this topic and stopped letting go.

"Well, this is naturally through the secret technique of the clan. Well, in fact, the ancestor also reported to the clan before going overseas. Unfortunately, he can't contact him now. I only know that he is still alive! Real person, let's talk about what the difference between the three overseas sects is! "

Zhu Lingwu was not easily tricked, and then he fooled him and immediately pulled the topic back.

True Ren Quan Zheng opened his mouth and opened it slightly for a few seconds. His face was obviously a little embarrassed. He couldn't help but curse Zhu Lingwu a few difficult boys. Then he turned to look at Lin Chun'er who was also obsessed with him, and scratched his head unhappily.

"Oh, why am I here today? It seems that I still have something to do, so why not do this. Next time I have time, I can talk to you in detail. Now it seems that someone is causing trouble in Xu City. This is a big deal, and I want to take care of it!"

After Quan Zheng finished speaking, the ice-like bed burning the cold flames under him suddenly turned into a ball of incandescent flame light, covering her figure, and as the flame light dissipated, Quan Zheng's figure disappeared.

Zhu Lingwu and Lin Chun'er both looked at the disappearance of Quan Zheng. They were a little stunned. Obviously, they didn't expect that this Jindan Jurchen would escape with such an excuse.

Zhu Lingwu and Lin Chuner couldn't help but look at each other. They both laughed out loud, and Zhu Lingwu wrapped the Demon Prisoner Tower in a spirit cloth and carried it behind his back. Chunyang poked his eye beads into the storage bag hidden in his left sleeve. The light yellow protective spiritual light cover on his body instantly filled the Xuanwu Huang Guangjue hanging on his chest.

"Oh, I didn't expect that a Jurchen cultivator of the Quan family would break his promise and escape like this. I was really helpless! What a pity that I was only half said!"

Zhu Lingwu shook his head and leaned back lazily. The couch he made also had a backrest, so Zhu Lingwu seemed to be half-lying on the sofa, but he seemed leisurely and at ease.

It seemed as if I was slightly frightened by the battle I could have just made, and I wanted to calm my heart.

Lin Chun'er glanced at Zhu Lingwu, just lowered her head and said noddedly. "Well, I don't know. Then I'll go back to the room first!"

"Hey, are you afraid of me? I don't seem to have done anything! Okay, okay, I'll just be my master anyway!"

Seeing that Lin Chuner seemed to be deliberately trying to avoid her, Zhu Lingwu stopped keeping her. Although Zhu Lingwu was a little interested in Lin Chuner's qualifications, he had no idea about her for the time being.

After all, Lin Chun'er is just a low-level disciple of Qi refining. Even if she gets her body, she will only enjoy a temporary joy, and it is meaningless.

Zhu Lingwu can even bear Hu Daji, let alone Lin Chuner who is like a girl next door.

After thinking about it, Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but rub his fingers. As the light of the inspiration flashed in the Demon Prisoner Tower, Hu Daji appeared beside Zhu Lingwu. When she saw Zhu Lingwu for the first time, she couldn't help but smile with her eyes.

Then Hu Daji turned around and looked around for a few more times. He soon found Lin Chun'er who had just entered his bamboo house. His heart jumped slightly and asked Zhu Lingwu curiously, "Old ghost, where is this place? Why are you building a nest here? Who are the girls over there?"

"Oh, I found the clues of overseas monks. The little girl is named Lin Chuner. The spiritual vein qualifications in her body are pretty good. I am going to include her in the future Pure Yang Hidden Vein, which may also increase the popularity of Hidden Vein in the future! And her master knows that an island belongs to the outer island of the Overseas Star Cult. When she gets there, it may lead to overseas monks of the Hidden Vein. In this way, we can know some real secrets overseas, and everything will start!"

Zhu Lingwu casually explained to Hu Daji. He had already heard some smell from Hu Daji's tone and couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

"Then what did you do when you let me come out?"

Hu Daji blinked thoughtfully, looked at Lin Chuner a few times, and then asked Zhu Lingwu in confusion.

After all, when Zhu Lingwu sent her to the Demon Prisoner, he also said that he was worried that she would cause trouble, and said that he would ask her to come out to help when it was more critical.

Hu Daji was a little unhappy at that time, but now Zhu Lingwu suddenly let her out again. She had not expressed her dissatisfaction with Zhu Lingwu and asked Zhu Lingwu to coax her.

Zhu Lingwu patted the stone couch beside him, let Hu Daji sit beside him, and then said, "Just just now, I almost fought with a real Jindan person, and she noticed the Demon Prisoner Tower, so she came to find my trouble."

"Ah, then, what happened later? Why did you lie to her?"

Hu Daji sat obediently next to Zhu Lingwu and opened her eyes wide in surprise.

However, seeing that Zhu Lingwu is safe and sound, she quickly guessed that Zhu Lingwu must have used the best tricks to resolve the crisis just now, but she still looked at Zhu Lingwu with concern.

"Of course, this is the identity of a disciple of the sect. She, the Quan family, has a great career, so naturally I don't dare to do anything randomly. But now I'm not sure if she has really deceived her. Maybe she just pretends to be stupid for the time being. When we leave this Qingzhao Sea, she will come to deal with us again! Humph, we have encountered such a thing once!"

Zhu Lingwu frowned slightly. Of course, he thought of meeting Taoist Qinghong, a deacon of the Zhenwu Sect outside the Zhenwu Sect, before. Who would have thought that he would secretly follow and chase Zhu Lingwu at that time?

"But if she really does this, she will die by herself! Hehe!"

Hu Daji seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but smile. If Quan Zheng really thought that he could catch up with Zhu Lingwu and rob Zhu Lingwu, then any high-level cultivator from the Pure Yang Immortal Sect would come out of the Demon Prisoning Tower, she would be stunned.

At that time, maybe this true person Quan Zheng will become a prisoner in the Demon Prison Tower. Although the Demon Prison Tower is called Demon Prison, it is naturally not different from the Immortal Demon. It can even be said that imprisoning immortal cultivators will be less troublesome of residual demonic energy.

This is also the conclusion that Qiu Yangling came to analyze the functions of the Demon Prisoner Tower after he became the spirit of the Demon Prisoner Tower. Of course, Wu Hua Zhenren also knew this point, so he has always occupied the control center of the Demon Prisoner Tower, so that it is the safest place in the Demon Prisoner Tower.

I won’t worry about Zhu Lingwu’s thoughts, but I can also protect those monks of the Pure Yang Immortal Sect who are temporarily living in the Demon Prisoning Tower.
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