Chapter 2294

"Qian Sanlian, Kun LiuDuan, shaking the bowl, Gen covering the bowl, leaving the middle empty, the ridge is full, exchanging the upper lack, Xun xiaduan..."

With the pace of Jiang Beichen getting faster and faster, the blue stones on the ground also lit up slightly.

But by this time, the noise outside was getting closer and closer. It was obvious that a team of people and horses were rushing in from the outside.

"Come on, come on!" The old man urged impatiently.

WOW!

At this time, the light flashed, and the bluestone at the foot of jiangbeichen moved quickly.

The ground constantly collapses, which is completely lower than the prisons on both sides. The space below can make people climb out of it.

Qinglin couldn't help shouting excitedly: "come on, Qingyi, climb out quickly!"

Qingyi and other little girls scrambled out of the bottom one by one.

On the other side, the old Mohist climbed out.

"Bold, how dare you break into the prison!"

At this time, a line of guards had appeared in the sight of everyone.

The first guard immediately took out his Sabre and shouted, "take it all!"

All the private soldiers roared towards jiangbeichen and others.

At this time, the old Mohist was quick eyed and quick handed. He quickly smashed it three times towards a place on the wall next to him.

WOW!

There was a chain like sound, and several iron pillars fell from the sky like railings, immediately isolating all the guards.

Bang! Bang!

This iron pillar is so strong that it is stronger than the iron fence of the prison. No matter how the private soldiers chop it, they can't break it.

"Ha ha, this prison was designed by my Mexican family. Even with cannons, it can't be opened. Do you think you can?"

The old man laughed excitedly.

"Elder, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go quickly!" Jiang Beichen hurriedly urged.

The old man nodded, "come with me!" Immediately he took the crowd and ran to the depths of the prison.

Not too far, the front came to the end, and a thick wall blocked everyone's way.

"I can't get out!" The green forest was in a hurry.

The old man glanced at him, "young, how can you talk so depressed! Can't you be a little damp? Don't worry, Grandpa, I'll take you all out today!"

With a sneer, the old man immediately climbed up the wall like an ape.

On the one hand, they were amazed at the old man's vigorous skills, on the other hand, they were really confused about what the old man wanted to do.

At this time, I saw the old man finally climb to the highest place, immediately stretched out his hand and stretched his fingers straight.

Jiang Beichen's eyes trembled slightly. The old man's hand was different from other people's congresses. His fingers were twice the length of his palm, long and thin, and white as jade. It's hard to imagine that such a perfect hand would be a bad old man. It's really contrary.

"Hi!" The old man gave a loud cry, and his two fingers fiercely poked out and directly inserted them into a place on the wall. He immediately made a very hard push.

Suddenly a green brick fell off the wall.

Click, click!

At this time, the whole wall also heard a dense sound.

The old man jumped down carefully and quickly asked everyone to step back.

Then, wow!

The whole wall disintegrated rapidly as if it had lost its skeleton, and green bricks fell on the ground.

There was a bright light in front of them. Everyone was excited and was finally about to escape from the sky.

However, when the dust settled, everyone's expression was frozen on their faces.

Jiang Beichen's eyes narrowed slightly.

In front of them, a group of people in black blocked their way.

The first two were wearing black robes and couldn't see their faces, but they faintly exuded a terrible smell.

The other was a slim woman with a red veil covering her face and a pair of beautiful eyes staring coldly at the front.

Who is not mesa?

"Well, boy, I can only help you here. The rest depends on you!" The old man of Mohism, with an embarrassed expression, immediately slowly retreated to one side.

"Mo Xie, if I didn't like your craftsmanship, I really regret not killing you!" A sullen old woman's voice came from under the black robe.

The old Mohist turned his face and said, "what's the matter? You don't want me to open the lock dragon well for you!"

"At that time, you blood witch family spent a lot of money to invite my mo family to Nanjiang and asked us to build a city. In the final analysis, it was not to open the lock dragon well and release the monster!"

The old Mohist man's face was cloudy and his body trembled with excitement. "You trapped US Mohists here these years. How did you torture us? Really think I forgot?"

"You burn, kill, drown, torture, all means to greet my Mohist!"

"But my Mexican family has backbone and would rather die than give in to you beasts!"

"Now... At the beginning, there were 128 people in the Mohist school. I was the only one left. Hahaha!" I thought I would never go out to avenge my people in this life, but I didn't expect that when I saw the purple micro star change in the astrolabe last night, an emperor would awaken his blood and be born in the sky! This is the biggest variable! Hahaha! "

"Similarly, this is also the beginning of the destruction of your blood witch clan! Ha ha!" The old man glanced at jiangbeichen. His excitement was beyond comparison.

Twenty eight stars, all star paths are constant.

Only the emperor star is the king of the wheel, but the wheel of heaven. Even he can't deduce this kind of chart variable.

After listening to the old man, Jiang Beichen couldn't help moving his eyes.

I didn't expect that the great Mohist people were so killed in the blood witch family.

The blood witch clan is absolutely hateful.

"Jie Jie! Emperor Xing, you think too much!" The old woman gave a cold laugh, and the expression under her black robe was invisible, but it was conceivable that it was absolutely incomparable resentment.

"Holy daughter, this man is your friend. The priest won't participate. You'd better solve it yourself!"

The old woman couldn't help sneering again.

Since ancient times, heroes have been sad about beauty.

She knew that there was a lot of fate between the foreign boy and mesa.