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Chapter 78 The Fifth Floor of the Sky Prison!Talk to ghosts!
On the second floor of the dungeon, Chen Gang stayed in it.

There was a look of hesitation in his eyes.

Undoubtedly, today is the most suitable time to implement the plan to rescue Lord Luna, when the guardian and jailers are on vacation in large numbers.
But what he knew, would the guards really be unprepared?
Think about it,
Chen Gang took a token and walked into the third floor of the sky prison, and then went to the fourth floor of the sky prison to take a look at a certain big monster. He did not directly execute the plan, but instead entered the fifth floor of the sky prison.

With the ability of the Demon Sword Society, it is not difficult to get a token at the level of the Commander of the Guardian Division.

Chen Gang descended to the fifth floor of the dungeon by relying on such a token of the commander of the capital.

Among the fifth floor of the prison, the scene here is quite different from the fourth floor of the prison.

The fourth floor of the sky prison is a starlight barrier-like cell for detaining criminals, but on the fifth floor of the sky prison, it seems that there is nothing at first glance.

Those prisoners exuding terror and oppression seemed to be sitting in an open space.

Not to mention the starlight enchantment around the open space, even the most common stainless steel pillars on the first floor of the sky prison do not have half of them.

The whole is an empty space!

But Chen Gang knew that the detention on the fifth floor of the prison was the most dangerous place.

You must know that his master, Lord Moon God, is a powerful warrior in the Yang Soul Realm, but he has been imprisoned here for 50 years without being able to move at all.

He also checked a lot of information before he knew the truth about the fifth-floor cell in the prison!
There is a sense of drawing the ground as a prison!

Rumor has it that on the fifth floor of the Heavenly Prison, there are six mysterious formations set up in response to the Six Stars of the Southern Dipper. Every time a prisoner above the Baodan Realm is escorted in, the six generals from the Seven Killing Mansion will be invited to form an formation to suppress them.

The six generals of the Seven Killing Mansion are even more extraordinary in martial arts, and few people know what level of martial arts those six generals are.

Once the six killing generals combine with the formation to successfully form the formation, the prisoners on the fifth floor of the dungeon seem to have no restraints, but in fact they have to deal with the six killing generals' full-strength strike suppression in the spiritual world all the time. Even the slightest slack may lead to their own spirit being directly wiped out by the killing moves of the six killing generals.

This kind of invisible and qualitative suppression is the more terrifying suppression!

Chen Gang walked slowly.

When he came to a woman in a white robe with a face as beautiful as a fairy, he stared at this beautiful woman obsessively for a long time.

Only then did he softly say: "Master! The disciple should pay his respects to the master!"

The beautiful woman slowly opened her eyes, and the terrifying shadows of countless killing moves flickered in her eyes. Even if those killing moves were just shadows, Chen Gang was shocked to take two steps back, his face pale.

Immediately, a touch of moonlight filled the eyes of this stunning woman.

Only then did she speak softly, her voice was clear but it seemed to come from outside the sky: "You are here..."

Ying Tian, ​​that is, Chen Gang quickly said, "Tonight is New Year's Eve! The entire dungeon is the weakest in defense, but my disciples are also worried that the Guarding Department and even the Pojun Mansion and Qisha Mansion are on guard, and there are even ambushes and traps."

"The disciple couldn't make up his mind, so he came to ask the master if he should act tonight?"

Luna shook his head: "Wait for Shangyuan."

"By taking advantage of the full moon of the Shangyuan Festival, this deity can wipe out the spiritual retention of the six killers in one fell swoop!"

Ying Tian's face was full of fanaticism: "Yes!"

"Disciple, go back and continue preparing!"

Luna nodded, then closed his eyes.

With her current state, being able to distract herself for three breaths under the mental ultimate move of the Six Killers is already the limit.

If he continues to distract himself and talk to Ying Tian, ​​he is afraid that he will be killed by the killing move of the six killing generals immediately!

Back on the second floor of the prison, Ying Tian, ​​that is, Chen Gang, was full of excitement and anticipation.

His feelings for Master Luna are somewhat abnormal.

He seems to be a master and apprentice, but his affection for Luna is the preference and obsession between men and women.

It was also for this reason that even after 50 years had passed, when even the name of the Moon God was completely forgotten by the Yaodao Guild, and when most of the old members of the Luna God's Department had switched to other elders of the Yaodao Guild, he was still persistent in coming to rescue the Moon God with all his might!
"almost!"

"Soon to be able to follow Master again!"

"And... the little bastard surnamed Li! Shangyuan is a festival of reunion in the world, but that day is your death day!"

"My son will definitely smash your corpse into thousands of pieces! Shatter your bones and turn them into ashes! Let you never be reborn forever!"

……

There is no Ching Ming Festival in this world.

The date of offering sacrifices to the ancestors is not Qingming, but is set between the first and third days of the Lunar New Year.

Of course, there are also burning paper money and setting up altars on New Year's Eve.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, early in the morning, after eating poached eggs that symbolize reunion, Zhang Ting's family went to the mountain with Li Qingfeng to worship their ancestors.

Burning paper money in front of Cheap Dad's grave, Li Qingfeng's heart was clear.

On the contrary, Zhang Ting's grandmother said while burning the paper money, "Xiaofeng's father! Your son is doing well now!"

"You should have a drink or two with your Third Brother Zhang down there!"

"But you can't forget the doll kiss you made for Xiaofeng and Ting'er with the third son of my family! You can't just think that my granddaughter is not good enough for your son!"

Li Qingfeng was slightly taken aback.

This old woman can really talk!
He just said what he wanted to say to the living in front of the dead.

This refers to Sang scolding Huai?
Do not!
It should be called talking to ghosts!
Zhang Ting was blushing, and secretly looked at Li Qingfeng, just happened to meet Li Qingfeng's eyes looking at her, she was slightly startled, bumped like a deer, and quickly dodged her eyes, staring at the flames ignited by the paper money in a daze.

Li Qingfeng is looking at Zhang Ting seriously.

Only then did he realize that Zhang Ting was really beautiful!

It's no wonder that Song is such a stalker.

Although her facial features are not as delicate as Li Qingfeng's, but in her previous life, she doesn't seem to be inferior to Yifei and Jiaxin.

Especially her temperament, Xiaojiabiyu's gentleness reveals a kind of firmness.

Even though she has resumed her daughter's attire at this moment, she still looks heroic, with a heroic spirit exuding from her bones.

If you want to get married, this little girl seems really nice!
He is obedient and understanding, and he is barely a childhood sweetheart...

only……

If you can't absolutely guarantee your own safety, why bother to drag others down?

When Zhang Ting found out that Li Qingfeng was staring at her like this, she became more and more shy, and even her ears turned red.

She opened her mouth, but no words came out.

It was Zhang Ting's mother who said, "Xiao Feng! Do you think this baby is dear?"

Li Qingfeng rubbed his nose and smiled: "Third Aunt, I'm not full yet, why don't I wait a few more years?"

Zhang Ting directly lowered her head, feeling sweet in her heart, but she was so nervous that she tugged on the hem of her clothes, her arms were trembling constantly.

Zhang Ting's mother and her grandmother looked at the two juniors and laughed happily.

The so-called unfilialism is the greatest of the three without descendants. Maybe it’s just that the old man is worried that you will still be wandering alone in this suffering world without anyone to accompany him after he leaves.

　Second more!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)