Xuanbao Pavilion, Law Enforcement Hall.

Li Qingxuan looked nervous and was waiting for the people from the Law Enforcement Hall to come and ask.

After returning to the Xuanbao Pavilion station, he immediately went to the mission hall to submit the mission token.

As a result, before the person left, he was summoned by the disciple's token and called to the law enforcement hall.

Under the guidance of the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, he is now standing in front of a closed room, waiting for the Law Enforcement Hall manager to inquire.

The uneasiness on Li Qingxuan's face was not pretending.

Because this is different from what he knows.

Under normal circumstances, if the Linghu is not an important resident, if encountering unknown attacks, the review of surviving disciples is relatively relaxed. At most, the foundation building of the Law Enforcement Hall is to be investigated by ecstasy.

But he was brought here for no reason, which made him feel a little uneasy.

However, thinking of his backup plan, Li Qingxuan calmed down again, but his expression was still a little nervous.

Not long after, a middle-aged man wearing a silver robe and handsome face fell from the air, with a rather unkind expression: "Are you the outer disciple Li Qingxuan?"

Li Qingxuan glanced at the silver token on the other party's waist and immediately saluted respectfully: "Report to the uncle, it's Li Qingxuan."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, just go in."

This handsome middle-aged man confirmed Li Qingxuan's identity. With a wave of his sleeve, an invisible force swept Li Qingxuan and ran into the door ahead.

The law enforcement hall acts well and is famous for being domineering.

The foundation-building manager in front of him was even more polite.

Li Qingxuan was unhappy, but he did not resist. He allowed the invisible force to rush into the closed door in front of him.

What surprised him was that the door of the house, which seemed to be made of stone, swept open like water waves at the moment of impact.

The next moment.

He had already appeared in a strange room.

The interior of the room was pitch black.

Only some crisscrossing lines emit golden light, gathering into a strange text that attracts people's attention.

Before Li Qingxuan could take a closer look, the lines flashed, as if golden light exploded, making him subconsciously close his eyes.

Buzz ~

The void shook, like thunder blew in my ears, shocking people.

A bewitching force took the opportunity to cover Li Qingxuan's soul, and at the same time, a stern voice of the previous in charge came from the room: "Disciple Li Qingxuan, tell me all your position in Linghu, and you must not hide it at all!"

Li Qingxuan's soul was already close to the foundation building, and at the same time, he knew the process in his heart, but he was still shocked by the previous voice.

With the instigation of the strange power, he opened his mouth and subconsciously said, "After I arrived at Linghu, I was attacked by the guardian disciple Fan Leng. After beheading the other party, the disciple was shocked to find that the island had been secretly occupied by the monks of the Fan family..."

"Huh."

Outside the house, the manager of the Law Enforcement Hall was shocked when he heard this.

"It sounds like there is a secret hidden here!"

He was refining a magic weapon, but he was sent to the formation spirit of the mission hall and was forced to stop refining and came to interrogate a surviving outer disciple.

When he was in a bad mood, he asked his disciples to come to Wenxin's room with Li Qingxuan, hoping to make him suffer some trouble.

Unexpectedly, there were unexpected gains.

The manager of the Law Enforcement Hall took out a jade plaque and searched for Li Qingxuan's information: "This disciple seems to be involved in the Linghu resident mission. A few months ago, a grass-building level took action, killing two small families of the Wang family and the Li family, and a battle occurred on Longhu Island..."

"Build the foundation..."

The manager showed regret.

If he did not deliberately let this disciple be brought to the ventricle and interrogate secrets or benefits, he could also take them away.

However, there are photo stones in the ventricle, which can record the interrogation process and results, and there are special reviews by foundation-building monks.

It's not his turn to be good.

Thinking of this, the manager of the law enforcement hall shook his head.

In the heart, Li Qingxuan's self-report is coming to an end.

His eyes were dull and he told his "what he saw": "I was affected by the aftermath of the fighting between the foundation-building monk and the tree demon. I was lucky enough to escape from the serious injury. After several months of recovery, I did not dare to go to Linghu again, so I chose to come back."

After saying that, he was motionless, standing there, with a mechanical expression, like a sculpture. Only by looking closely can he see his eyes beating constantly, as if he was trying to resist the charm of the room.

The manager of the Law Enforcement Hall observed Li Qingxuan's condition and waited for a moment before waving his robe again.

Buzz ~

The dazzling energy of the lines in the room was broken and slowly dimmed.

Li Qingxuan, who was originally standing, woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream. His body became soft and he was popped out of the room. He leaned against the wall limply, and his body was filled with sweat and gasping for breath.

Now he felt sore and soft all over, and he was disgusted and wanted to vomit.

When the law enforcement officer saw his embarrassed look, the discomfort in his heart finally dissipated a lot and smiled: "If your information is quite useful, I will relieve you."

After saying that, he recited it with his fingertips.

A white light shot on Li Qingxuan.

Warmth spreads.

The nausea and want to vomit, and the feeling of soreness and softness of Li Qingxuan slowly faded away.

"Okay, you can't leave for the time being, just wait here."

Seeing that he was in a better condition, the manager of the Law Enforcement Hall nodded, took out a green leaf and threw it on the ground, turned into a size of about a foot, stepped on the green leaf, and left with the wind.

"It's very dangerous."

Li Qingxuan felt relieved.

In the room just now, there was a charming formation of a considerable level, which was difficult for him to resist even the soul that was comparable to the grass-building level.

At the critical moment, his consciousness shifted to the Dead Soul Tree Spirit Sprout, and he used the Dead Soul Tree Spirit Sprout to answer questions, and then he escaped the disaster.

Gu Li

In fact, Li Qingxuan did not care about similar methods.

Whether he transfers consciousness to the spiritual seed or to the dream space, he can avoid this method. Without consciousness in the body, he controls the reactions made by the body, which is really simple.

Of course, the premise is that the acting skills cannot be too poor.

Li Qingxuan waited for a while before seeing someone coming in outside the yard.

However, the person who came was not the disciple of the law enforcement hall who had led him into the yard before, but a strange woman.

The woman was disheveled and her hair was barefoot, with her drunken eyes, and she was shaking when walking, and a wine gourd was hanging around her waist.

Before the people arrived, a strong aroma of wine came.

"Himmer~"

The woman walked to Li Qingxuan and before he could speak, she fell on him, her mouth opened and closed, and the smell of alcohol was squirting.

"Senior Sister..."

Li Qingxuan frowned.

But seeing that she was wearing the robe of a disciple from the Law Enforcement Hall, it was not easy to get angry, so she had to reach out to help her up.

But the woman took advantage of his arms opening and shrank in, hugged his neck, put her mouth close to his ears, took a breath lightly, and then said softly: "What a handsome little brother, are you Li Qingxuan?"

While speaking, she was still very dishonest and touched him with one hand.

Li Qingxuan pushed her away: "Senior sister, please respect yourself!"

"Self-weight?"

The woman was pushed away and was not angry. She lifted her long hair that was covered with her hands, revealing her exquisite face, spit out her pink tongue and licked her lower lips, and said with a giggle: "Persons who are brought to the ventricle will be imprisoned before the review is over.

As the guard of the prison, I can choose a more comfortable secret room or put you in a quiet room!

I advise you to think clearly!”

Although Li Qingxuan didn't know where the quiet room was, he didn't want to cause more trouble.

He took a deep breath, took out more than ten spirit stones from the storage bag and handed them over: "Senior sister, please forgive me for practicing the pure yang method."

"I have a temper, but sister, I don't lack the spirit stones of you. If you want to suffer, then enjoy it."

Seeing that Li Qingxuan was unmoved, the woman sneered and stopped talking nonsense. She hooked her hand at him and turned around and left.

Li Qingxuan sighed helplessly and followed.

Since his body returned to his original state, his appearance has become more feminine and handsome. I didn't expect that he would cause trouble for himself because of this today.

This kind of thing is very common in the world of immortal cultivation.

Not every monk has a delusion to live forever and will choose to pursue the path of immortality.
To be continued...