Chapter 1317: Fleeing in panic, extremely embarrassed!

As Chen Daojun returns, the black prison is shocked.

Cheers and screams, swelling up into the sky.

For those in the black prison, Taoist lord is both a prisoner and the only guardian lord who maintains the peace of the black prison.

Indoor center control.

The old man with silver hair raised his hands to press it down, indicating that everyone was quiet.

"Organize a team immediately and go out of the black prison with me to welcome the Taoist lord."

Five minutes later.

A fast passage has been cleared from the ruins of the southern gate of the Black Prison.

The vast military convoy drove out of the black prison like a long dragon.

However.

When the silver-haired old man brought everyone to Chen Daojun to approach him, he finally saw Chen Daojun's miserable condition clearly.

"parking!"

The old silver-haired man gave the order, and the vast convoy of cars rushed to a sudden stop.

Almost the moment the front car stopped, the silver-haired old man opened the car door and jumped out of the car.

"Everyone is on standby!"

The silver-haired old man said a serious look and ran towards Chen Daojun with a staggering look.

Looking at the old silver-haired man running over, Chen Daojun also stopped.

When the distance was closer, the old man with silver hair saw Chen Daojun's injuries clearly, his solemn expression turned into horror.

So much so that the last few steps became difficult for the old man.

"This, what the hell happened?"

The silver-haired old man walked to Chen Daojun with difficulty, spread his hands and held Chen Daojun directly. His old face was full of fear and his lips trembled: "Have you ever suffered such injuries?"

fear!

Endless fear!

Not only the silver-haired old man near the front, but even the people in the convoy not far away looked frightened and silent at this moment.

In their hearts, Taoist Lord represents the ceiling of martial arts.

Even if one person is overwhelmed with a prison, he has never suffered such terrifying injuries.

Now Chen Daojun's embarrassing and ferocious wounds made the silver-haired old man and others feel unrealistic as the ceiling collapsed.

"What's there to be surprised?"

Chen Daojun smiled slightly: "Please arrange it immediately. This matter is set tonight as a top secret in the black prison and must not be leaked, otherwise you will know the consequences."

The old man's body trembled and his pupils suddenly shrank to the extreme.

as a result of?

!

The tightened pupils slowly swept Chen Daojun up and down, and a chill ran straight from the soles of the silver-haired old man's feet to the sky spirit cover.

The initial shock of the black prison, the fact that Chen Daojun took the final battle against the old monk must be unable to hide it.

This cannot be set as a top secret to the black prison.

What needs to be set as the top secret of the Black Prison is Chen Daojun’s current state!

In the black prison, dragons and tigers entrenched. Because of Chen Daojun's pressure, the top ten prison areas were calm.

If Chen Daojun was seriously injured, it swept through the top ten prison areas... the sky of the black prison would completely collapse!

Thinking of the possible horror scene, the old silver-haired man had a white face and a cold body.

Immediately.

The silver-haired old man suddenly turned around and ordered sternly.

"Go back immediately, clear the southern gate, and I will escort Daojun to prison. You and others do not need to accompany you. You and others must not express a word to the public, otherwise one person will be guilty and nine tribes will be held in a row!"

A cold and harsh voice, like a knife or a sword.

Under the wailing and snowy night, it clearly fell into everyone's ears in the convoy.

"Abide by the order!"

Everyone in the convoy responded at the same time.

Soon, the vast convoy turned around and galloped towards the Black Prison.

Only the silver-haired old man's first car was placed in place. After the convoy drove out for a distance, the silver-haired old man carefully supported Chen Daojun into the car and drove towards the black prison.

This is also to make the convoy attract everyone's attention and minimize the fact that Chen Daojun was seriously injured and found out.

Military off-road vehicles galloped in the snow and ice, rolling up snow waves all the way.

Chen Daojun sat silently in the back row, looking at the wind and snow sweeping away from the car window, with deep eyes and indifferent expression.

The old man with silver hair sitting in the passenger seat couldn't help but say, "Daojun... I'm sorry, what's the result of that old monk?"

Chen Daojun slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at the silver-haired old man coldly.

Looking at Chen Daojun, a strong sense of oppression made the silver-haired old man look extremely embarrassed, as if he was stuck in his throat.

"Since you know how to take the liberty, you still ask?"

The cold and hoarse voice echoed inside the car.

The old silver-haired man hurriedly lowered his head: "I'm sorry, I'm abrupt!"

...

The wind and snow are as cold as a knife.

Cut the skin and thorns.

It was a cold night in the world. In the night, wisps of aurora lights spread across the sky, making them beautiful.

In the darkness, a figure staggered forward.

"Amitabha, Buddha bless you, Buddha bless you!"

With a thud!

Master Kongkong fell into the snow, and the huge pain swept across his body made him scream.

But Master Kongkong looked back in panic, and had no time to stop. He endured the huge pain of slashing and chiseling all over his body, stood up and continued to stagger forward.

"It's just a little bit. If I hadn't been running fast, I would have been burying to the extreme north today and converted to my Buddha!"

While walking, Master Kongkong recalled the fear he had just now, his voice trembling violently, and I don’t know if it was scared or the cold.

With a thud!

With a blank look, Master Kongkong staggered again and fell into the snow again.

He was extremely embarrassed and no longer had the momentum of looking down on everything before.

He turned around in panic and looked at the darkness behind him, and nothing else was except the whistling wind and snow.

Master Kongkong let out a sigh: "Fortunately, I didn't chase him again."

Compared to his injuries, his words and deeds at this moment seemed to care more about whether someone was chasing him behind him!

He recited "Amitabha" vigorously, and Master Kongkong forced himself to stand up again.

He was sure that no one was chasing him, and he was no longer as panicked as before, and his steps were more calm.

Step by step, step by step, trampling heavily in the thick snow.

Every step fell, the thick snow almost swallowed up his knees.

"Jun Chen, how many have you hidden?

Why can't I still not find your limit after spending more than a hundred years of hard work?"

Every step you take will involve a huge pain all over your body, accompanied by the sound of sucking in the cold air. Master Kongkong seemed to be crazy and kept murmuring in his mouth.

Darkness is like a tide.

The wind and snow are blowing.

The sound of the cold wind was like the crying sound of an evil ghost seeking his life.

In the coldest place in the extreme north, the temperature is so low that it is so scary.

Although this place is connected to the northern region outside the territory, the harshness of the climate is different!

The Black Prison has been solid in the extreme north for many years.
To be continued...