My Wife from the Game

The nice voice came again: "I saw that you killed those Yuan soldiers, you will definitely not be in the same faction as the court, please save us, here are people from the six sects."

Wang Chao took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw a pair of expressive eyebrows in front of a small pane on the fifth floor.

Zhou Zhiruo, interesting.

Wang Chao suddenly became interested.

He was familiar with the name Zhou Zhiru in the previous life. If he could read the original book, he would know that Zhou Zhiru was not as annoying as the adapted TV series. Anwei is a rare good woman.

Moreover, Zhou Zhiruo's life was bitter, and helping her at this time was considered to have ended the pity she felt when she was immature in her previous life.

Thinking of this, Wang Chao walked straight to the gate.

This seven-story pagoda seems to be in the shape of a pagoda, but in fact, there is no place to rest on the periphery of each floor. He is powerful in light power, but it does not mean that he can fly.

When he reached the main entrance, Wang Chao stopped.

For some reason, there is no Yuan soldier guarding here, but the thick copper door at the entrance of the pagoda is still well locked.

All the people in the six major sects were hit with the Ten Fragrant Soft Tendon Powder, so even the most ordinary chains could lock them up now.

However, this could not stop Wang Chao.

Wang Chao patted the folding fan lightly on the chain, and heard a slight click, and then the chain cracked and fell to the ground.

Push open the copper door and you will find the inside of the tower.

The oil lamps on both sides were fully lit, and a revolving stone staircase on the first floor led to the upper floor.

Chapter [-] Whether I can save you or not depends on me

There was nothing on the first floor, just a very empty hall with a statue of Buddha in the middle, and wisps of green smoke from the incense burner below.

Wang Chao glanced around and stepped onto the stone ladder.

When I came to the second floor, I was greeted by the transformed cells.

Through the railings, you can see many people leaning against the wall tiredly. Although their faces are not good, their still aggressive aura shows that these people are not ordinary people.

Six sects.

Hearing the sound, everyone in the cell looked sideways.

Seeing an unfamiliar face, someone immediately shouted feebly: "If you have the kind of scumbags, you will kill us!"

Wang Chao ignored it and went up to the third floor again.

When the people in the third floor pass saw him, they didn't say a word, but they all looked like they wanted to eat people.

He continued to walk unhurriedly.

Soon, the fourth floor arrived.

The people detained on the fourth floor are obviously much more restrained than those on the three floors below, exuding a Taoist spirit from head to toe.

It seems that these people should be the disciples of Wuzhong.

Wang Chao glanced over, and names appeared above their heads.

Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Song Qingshu...

He raised his eyebrows and turned to leave.

"Wait." A rather young voice stopped him.

Wang Chao turned around and saw Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu is the first of the three generations of Wudang disciples. He is both civil and military, outstanding, and under the education of Zhang Sanfeng and his father Song Yuanqiao, he is also a good person, and he is very affectionate and righteous.But unfortunately, he was trapped by love words.Because he was infatuated with Zhou Zhiruo and jealous of Zhang Wuji, he went the wrong way.

One wrong step, one wrong step, after that, the promising future will all be shattered and miserable.

Wang Chao looked at him lightly.

Song Qingshu said: "You are not from the court, I know you, you are the son of the devil."

As soon as the voice fell, all the detainees on the fourth floor looked over.

Wang Chao still looked indifferent.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu grabbed the iron rod in his hand and said directly, "Since you are not from the imperial court, hurry up and save us!"

Because of his urgency, his tone was somewhat commanding.

Wang Chao was a little unhappy in his heart, and frowned slightly: "Why should I save you guys out?"

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, then his face was filled with righteous indignation: "You are a person in the world, why didn't you save us? Now the six major factions are locked here, if the Yuan soldiers go on an expedition in the future, the rivers and lakes will be in chaos. What's the difference between you and that court lackey?"

^ For this kind of person who accuses him on a moral level, Wang Chao can be said to have no goodwill at all. $q

· He hates threats from others and even more moral kidnapping. ‖

Song Yuanqiao was a cautious person. As soon as he heard that it was Young Master Moyin standing outside, when he recalled those rumors, he thought of the evaluation of Wang Chao by the world.

Both good and evil, very proud.

He hurriedly grabbed Song Qingshu and nodded slightly: "The next one is Song Yuanqiao of the Wudang faction, Young Master Moyin, don't take the child's faults to heart, if Young Master can rescue him this time, Wudang will definitely welcome him in the future, and always remember Young Master here. Second favor."

Wang Chao didn't answer, just glanced at Song Qingshu for the last time, and walked straight up the stone ladder.