Chapter 314: Letter of Fame

The dim dungeon, the humid air, and occasionally the sound of water drops can be heard. The walls are covered with moss, and the ventilation windows mainly composed of wood emit the smell of rotten wood. Because it is a dungeon, the ventilation windows cannot be opened, so even if there are windows, the dungeon is still dark and only rely on a few lights to illuminate.

Stepping through the creaking floor and entering the dungeon.

Many people were imprisoned in the dungeon, mostly some retainers loyal to Mo Xiaoyan. Because of Mo Tianbo's rebellion, they refused to obey, so they were all imprisoned here. The originally small cell could only accommodate five people, but now it has been stuffed into a cell of ten people, which seems very crowded.

The loyal retainers who were originally lazy and listlessly lying on the hay covered ground saw Mo Luoning's arrival, all stood up one by one, looking at Mo Luoning with a pair of eyes, radiating a hot light.

Every month when Moluo Ning comes to visit, they will stand up and pay attention. The prisoners are used to it, so they don’t pay much attention. Moreover, because of the dim light in the dungeon, they do not see that these sinners’ eyes are brighter than before. They seem to reveal a kind of expectation, an excitement, a joy, and more, a belief.

Mo Luoning replied to them one by one. When they saw Mo Luoning's eyes, their eyes became brighter.

In a corner of the cell, there was a fat man squatting at the door of the cell and watching Mo Luoning walk by. It was strange that when he stayed in such a miserable place in the dungeon, the fat man didn't look thinner at all. When he looked at Mo Luoning's gaze, the fat man smiled slightly and shrank back. Immediately, the people in the cell replaced him and blocked him behind him.

The fat man hid behind the crowd and pinched his fingers. Before being knocked into the dungeon, these people were locked in the dantian. As we all knew, the dantian was a place where spiritual power was circulated and generated. If the dantian was locked, the spiritual power on his body could not be generated. But this fat man was different. After being locked in the dantian, he accidentally opened the first well door of the five gates in the prison. In this way, even if the dantian was locked, spiritual power could be continuously generated from the well door.

As he whispered, a scattered sound made in the haystack, and a gray-headed, thin and most common gray-haired rat emerged. The fat man explained something to the gray-haired rat, and the gray-haired rat crawled into the haystack again and disappeared.

"No, how about it?" the person in front turned his head and asked in a low voice.

Mo Buyong smiled, "Grandpa, I will do everything in trouble."

After hearing Mo Buyong's words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and dispersed from the door of the cell. Then they gestured to the surrounding cells.

An old man with white beard and chest sat cross-legged in the corner of the cell, with his eyes closed and breathing calmly. Beside him, two dirty children sat respectfully on the side. Because these two children had not washed up for a long time, their hair was messy and their faces were covered with stains, but if they washed away the stains, they could find that these two children were actually very white and tender.

One of the children saw the gesture from the cell beside him, carefully pulled the old man's sleeve and whispered: "Master, wake up."

The old man with white beard did not open his eyes, but just quipped lazily, and then said simply and clearly: "Say."

The boy leaned over to his ear and whispered: "The plan has begun."

Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes and shot out a sharp look.

Mo Luoning and his group walked through the long corridor and finally arrived at a cell in the deepest part of the dungeon. The jailer went up to open the door, and Mo Xiaoyan and Mo Qiu, who were penetrated by iron ropes, appeared in front of everyone. Although it was not the first time he saw it, Mo Luoning was still heartbroken and tears were rolling in his eyes.

She suddenly didn't know where the power came from, so she suddenly turned around, slapped the prison guard hard, shouting, "How do you treat the head of the family?"

The head of the jailer who was slapped in the face was suddenly covered. Shi Yan, who was hiding behind, couldn't help but slapped. Mo Luoning's slap was so fierce. Who knew where she got the strength, and she directly swollen half of the face of the jailer, and even a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of her mouth. It hurts to see, let alone get slapped in person.

"Ah! You!" The prison guard finally reacted, screamed miserably, then roared hysterically: "Smelly, how dare you hit me?"

As he said that, he wanted to slap his hand back. Now that Mo Tianbo is in power, who will pay attention to the eldest lady of the previous generation?

Shi Yan looked at the prison guard with contempt. He was like a man who beat a woman. As early as when he entered the dungeon, his spiritual rhythm line had already spread out, wrapping around the spiritual rhythm line of these prison guards, so these prison guards could not use their spiritual power at this moment.

Without spiritual power, the prisoner was no match for Mo Luoning. Mo Luoning's face turned cold. He grabbed the prisoner's hand, then slapped the other hand again, and slapped the other face hard. Mo Luoning revealed a strong murderous aura, which was really scary. Even the two maids who were surveillance couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Ah!" the prison guard screamed miserably, "Come, come, take this stinky woman!"

These two slaps happened in an instant, and the two jailers behind him reacted and went forward to capture Mo Luoning, but the spiritual power in their bodies could not function at all. So, the two jailers were thrown out by Mo Luoning and fell on the rock wall of the dungeon.

The severe pain spread throughout the body, without the resistance of spiritual power, the pain did not weaken at all, and the two of them immediately lay on the ground and moaned weakly.

"You" the jailer was stunned. He didn't expect Mo Luoning to take action. He secretly pressed the dungeon alarm bell, and the whole dungeon ringing sounded loudly. All the jailer, whether they were on duty or on rest, had all been fucked.

In the prison cell in the corner, Mo Buyong whistled "swishly" and smiled obscenely: "The show has begun!"

The guards' guard room was always grey-haired mice carefully crawled in, but at this time the guard room was empty. The guard room was not big, only thirty square meters, with a table and four stools, and a small bed in the corner, which was specially provided for the prison guards who stayed up late to rest.

There was a cabinet above the small bed. The gray-haired mouse climbed up the cabinet and found that there was a bunch of keys on it. This was the spare key for the cell!

Mo Buyong watched the gray mouse run back with the key in his hand, and smiled proudly, "It's better for my kiss."

On the other side, the jailers had already surrounded Mo Luo, but no one came forward rashly because they suddenly found that their spiritual power could not be transferred.

Shi Yan was very glad that the prisoners here were all elites of the Mo family, and their general cultivation was in the fifth level of Qi Condensation Heaven. If Shi Yan had not survived a reincarnation disaster last time and his strength had been greatly improved, it would have been completely impossible to use the spiritual rhythm line to block the spiritual rhythm of so many people.

"Why do you want to face me?" Mo Luoning looked at the prison guards coldly. Although Mo Tianbo changed most of the people after he came to power, several of them still had old faces.

It is also the existence of these old faces that Mo Xiaoyan's cell is the cleanest place in all dungeons.

"Little Miss." The people lowered their heads in shame and did not dare to look at Mo Luoning in front of them.

"Okay, it turns out you are colluding!" The prison guard was furious, "Do you think the head of the family can do whatever you want if you don't have it? To be honest, the eldest disciple of Chess, Yue Qi, is on the island, and he is guarding him, can you make a fortune?"

"Yue Shuangxuan?" Mo Luoning frowned. Yue Shuangxuan is a chess player of the Mo family. Although his cultivation is not outstanding, his command ability is extremely strong. The remaining figures on the island do not have a loose sand in the command room, but if Yue Shuangxuan is there, it is probably difficult to defeat the organizational defense.

"Hmph, are the trash in the chess house?" A cold snorted from behind. The jailer looked back and saw that the cell was open and all the prisoners had already walked out of the cell.

His face turned pale. Although this group of waste was sealed from his dantian, he forgot that they could not use their spiritual power at this moment.

"You are too slow, your speed is too slow." Mo Luoning said dissatisfied.

The fat man holding a mouse immediately smiled and said, "Isn't this for being safe?"

Looking at the keys of Mo Buyong's injured forehead, the jailer finally broke down, "Presolution, it turns out that everything is planned!"

Mo Buyong looked at the prison guard with a sneer, "Hmph, you only know. Hehe, I have been hospitalized by you these days!"

"Oh, no, it's been a long time since we saw each other." Suddenly, a figure appeared at the door of the dungeon.

Mo Buyong's face gradually became colder, "Yue Shuangxuan, you hypocrite are not dead yet."

Yue Shuangxuan smiled and said, "You are not even fat and fat, so how can I die?"

The prison guard seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and hurriedly crawled towards Yue Shuangxuan, "Commander Yue, take them down quickly, they are planning to rebel."

"Rebellion?" Yue Shuangxuan frowned slightly and looked at Mo Luo Ningmo Buyong, "Miss, tomorrow is your wedding gift, today I am not good at blood. I am also vulgar and fat. I didn't expect that after being locked in the dungeon for a few days, my courage became bigger."

Mo Buyong snorted, "You are still the same hypocritical."

"Yue Qi, please take these people down and take them under strict supervision. Look at my face, they beat me. And they didn't take the head of the family seriously at all, especially this fat man, who just said you were a waste."

Yue Shuangxuan looked at the jailer with a swollen face like a pig's head and frowned. He hated someone instructing him to do things the most in his life, and this small jailer dared to violate his taboos.

In everyone's shocked and surprised eyes, Yue Shuangxuan took out a soft sword wrapped around his waist, took off the prison guard's head with one sword, and then wiped the blood from the sword cleanly, and then said in an orderly manner: "Master, is this my letter of fame?"

Shi Yan emerged from the void, "Have you thought it through?"

"Nature." Yue Shuangxuan nodded in the shocked eyes of a group of people.

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