"Xiaolan?!"

In the dungeon, all the female cultivators were stunned, looking at the orchid-like beautiful figure in disbelief.

The two jailers were startled, then shouted angrily: "How dare you!"

"Who do you think you are? It's your turn to speak when Butler Lu chooses someone?!"

“Get out of the way!”

Amid the scolding, Mo Xiaolan still stood at the door of the cell with her hands open, motionless.

Butler Lu's expression turned cold, and a jailer next to him understood what he meant, picked up a thorn whip, and lashed at Mo Xiaolan.

Bang!

The long whip with sharp barbs hit Mo Xiaolan's body, leaving a few spots of blood. Mo Xiaolan trembled slightly, but still opened her hands to block the entrance to the cell.

The jailer snorted coldly and waved his hands like the wind.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of whipping continued to be heard in the dungeon, and blood splattered everywhere. The Thorn Whip had been stained red by Mo Xiaolan's blood.

But Mo Xiaolan still stood straight, her face pale, her voice firm:

"You can't take the child away."

"court death!"

The two jailers next to her each picked up a thorn whip, and at once three whips hit Mo Xiaolan at the same time!

Mo Xiaolan's body trembled violently, her teeth clenched, and her face became paler, but she still did not move away.

The three whips brought more and more blood from her body, and the hot blood even splashed onto the faces of the dazed female monks next to her.

A female cultivator seemed to be awakened by the boiling blood. She stood up suddenly and stood beside Mo Xiaolan.

"Xiaolan, I'm with you!"

The other female cultivators were startled, and soon another person stood up and blocked the cell with Mo Xiaolan.

"I'm with you too!"

"And me!"

"And me!"

Soon, more than a dozen female cultivators stood up one after another, and together with Mo Xiaolan, they glared at the three jailers holding the divine whips.

"You must not take the child away today!"

"You are looking for death!" The three jailers were furious. They each drew their long swords and were about to attack. Butler Lu finally spoke:

"Okay."

He walked to the door of the cell, looked Mo Xiaolan up and down from behind, twirled his beard, and laughed:

"The master of the house has ordered that beauties like you should be kept for last. Don't worry, it will be your turn soon."

After saying this, he looked at the dozen or so female cultivators standing side by side with Mo Xiaolan, and said with satisfaction:

"You are both full of energy and spirit, and both are good furnaces and tripods, suitable for use when the master of the family is at the most critical moment of breaking through. Today... it's you."

Butler Lu suddenly pointed his hand at a female cultivator hiding in the corner.

She was about eighteen years old and a virgin. She was the first one to be captured. She was now dying due to the torture she had suffered.

Two jailers came over, picked up the female cultivator, and escorted her and Yueying out of the cell.

Mo Xiaolan and the others then made way. Li Yuan turned around and looked at Mo Xiaolan gratefully:

"Xiao Lan, my husband's name is Luo Wenzhi, and he lives in the ninth household on Changming Street in Xingluo Town. If you can get out, please hand Yulan over to my husband. I will repay your kindness in my next life!"

"Sister Yueying, if I don't die, I will take the child out!"

Mo Xiaolan held the baby girl and nodded in agreement.

"My child, my mother is gone. You, you must live well."

Yueying took one last look at her daughter, smiled sadly, and was then taken away by Butler Lu.

After Butler Lu took the two girls away, Mo Xiaolan's body softened and she fell to the ground, but her hands were still tightly holding the baby girl in her arms.

Beneath her, the ground was dyed red with blood.

"Xiaolan!"

"Xiao Lan is bleeding so much! Hey, bring some medicine, she's going to die!"

"Xiaolan, wake up!"

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"Ma'am, can't you find it?"

Yunling Town.

Qinhe Garden.

A huge magic circle was painted in the garden, with intricate patterns on it, showing that the person who drew it had spent a lot of effort.

It also means that this magic circle is not an ordinary one.

At this moment, there was a "magic talisman" placed in the center of the magic circle. The entire magic circle emitted brilliant light, and finally gathered together to become a light curtain.

To create a spirit-seeking formation, one must place items in the formation that are imbued with the aura of the person being sought.

And it requires someone whose cultivation has reached the foundation building level, and who can enter the formation together with the formation master to circulate spiritual power, before the formation can operate.

The "Spirit-Seeking Array" is quite complicated and the conditions for its use are rather harsh, so it is not widely circulated among the people.

In the Dongxiu area, only the three major sects and several major demon sects know how to draw this formation.

At this moment, Qin Gengyun and Qiu Zhihe were standing in each corner of the magic circle, with a "magic talisman" made by Mo Xiaolan placed in the center.

Qin Gengyun followed Qiu Zhihe's instructions, merged his spiritual power with hers, and then integrated it with the "Magic Travel Talisman". He traveled around in the spiritual search formation, and finally formed a light curtain in the air that could display the target's location.

However, when Qin Gengyun looked up, he saw that Mo Xiaolan was not on the light screen.

The picture shown is an unfamiliar house, with a wall in the center of the picture.

"Miss, in the past, when you used the Spirit Search Array to search for someone, even if the target was blocked by something, the target would be displayed in the center of the screen. But now, I can only see a wall. What does this mean?"

Not only Qin Gengyun was puzzled, even Liusu, who was watching with her chin in her hand, couldn't help but ask.

Could it be that the saint did something intentional because she didn't want her son-in-law to find Mo Xiaolan?

That's right. Speaking of which, Mo Xiaolan is the brother-in-law's childhood sweetheart. The saint is a gift from heaven, so naturally we have to be wary of the brother-in-law and his childhood sweetheart rekindling their old love.

Liusu was muttering to herself when she heard Qiu Zhihe say, "Susu, put two more pieces of spiritual essence in."

"Oh." Liusu agreed, picked up two pieces of spiritual marrow and put them into the formation. The spiritual marrow immediately shattered, and the spiritual energy merged into the complex formation pattern.

Qiu Zhihe put his right hand together and moved his fingers quickly, drawing several more complicated patterns in the formation.

Her face turned pale, she breathed slightly, and looked up into the sky. She saw the picture on the light curtain moving, and soon it covered the entire house.

Finally, they arrived in front of two towering vermilion gates. The three of them saw two large characters written on a high hanging plaque:

Changfu.

The picture then moved rapidly, the house became smaller, and gradually a bird's-eye view of the entire town around it was revealed.

Then we came to a town monument with three words engraved on it:

Starfall Town.

"Xingluo Town, Chang Family?!"

Liusu exclaimed, "Is Mo Xiaolan at Chang's house?"

She blinked, a little incredulous: "But didn't Mo Xiaolan tell Landlord Lin that she was going to Thunder Sword City? Why did she go to Xingluo Town, and still stay in the Chang family's house?"

"Miss, is there something wrong with the Spirit Seeking Formation?"

Qin Gengyun looked at Qiu Zhihe: "Madam, what's going on?"

He had finally reached the foundation-building stage and thought he would soon know Mo Xiaolan's whereabouts, but he did not expect this to happen.

"Calm down, and don't let your spiritual power get chaotic!" Qiu Zhihe said calmly, and Qin Gengyun hurriedly concentrated on maintaining the circulation of his spiritual power.

Qiu Zhihe moved her jade finger again and shouted softly, "Spiritual search for the address, go!"

The picture on the light screen moved rapidly again and soon returned to Chang Mansion, to the courtyard over there, in front of the wall.

This time the picture went downwards, as if trying to drill into the ground from the wall. Soon the picture turned black and stopped changing.

It seems like there was some obstacle.

Qiu Zhihe closed her eyes, her spiritual power surged. After a long time, she finally opened her eyes, her face pale, her voice cold:

"Mo Xiaolan is in the basement of Chang's mansion. Her breath is unstable. She must be seriously injured."