All My Skills Are Picked Up

Lo Tian was still recovering in the dungeon.    

As his warrior qi gradually recovered a little, the healing talent finally displayed its extraordinary ability. It started to help Lo Tian reduce the pain and heal his internal and external injuries.    

Lo Tian closed his eyes and breathed steadily. He did not rest just yet.    

His eyes were still scanning the bodies of the three deacons in front of him. But the situation seemed to be much better than he had imagined. These three deacons had no intention of attacking him.    

Outside, footsteps sounded again.    

This time, it was Fong Yan who brought a chair over. He held a few Tangerines in his hand and sat in front of the prison.    

He smiled as he ate the Tangerines. Fong Yan shouted at Lo Tian, "Young deacon, you are still full. It must not feel good on him. Look at you, your injuries are so serious. Don't you need some healing medicine? Don't you miss your own safe house? Stop holding on. What's wrong with a little bit of money?"    

Fong Yan looked like he really wanted Lo Tian's weapon. He was determined to get it.    

He could not wait even for a day. He looked desperate and almost wanted to use the knife to force Lo Tian to sign.    

Lo Tian looked up at Fong Yan and said, "By doing this, aren't you afraid that even if I sign the contract, I will come out and seek revenge on you?"    

Fong Yan smiled and said, "Revenge? Then you can do whatever you want. Although you are the deacon, I am the captain of the guards. But in this capital city, you really can't control me. Furthermore, if you want to use underhanded means to seek revenge, I'm afraid my brothers will be more than you. Alright, Little Deacon, as a person, you can't be too greedy. And you can't be too stubborn. You're not waiting for someone to save you, are you? "    

Lo Tian said," Why? Do you think it's impossible? "    

Fong Yan said, "If I wasn't fully prepared, how could I catch you? I've seen your token. The Level 4 deacon wasn't from the capital city either. It doesn't have a good reputation, nor can it be traced back to its master. A real outsider. If you really had some power, I wouldn't dare to touch you. It's a pity, tsk tsk. A weak person should be convinced. It won't end well if one persists."    

Fong Yan threw away the orange peel and advised Lo Tian earnestly.    

Suddenly, another guard ran in from outside and whispered into Fong Yan's ear. Immediately, Fong Yan got up in a hurry.    

Lo Tian saw his expression and smiled. "The person who saved me is here."    

Fong Yan threw away the freshly peeled orange in his hand and said, "Impossible, this is impossible."    

He turned his head and gave Lo Tian a deep look. Fong Yan said, "Did I really look down on you?"    

Lo Tian said calmly, "You will know when you see it!"    

Fong Yan kicked the chair down and walked out quickly. Just as he walked out of the dungeon, he saw his superior, who was also his family's Master Feng, walking towards him with big strides.    

Beside Sir Fong Mo was a man in a deacon's robe. Fong Yan, who had lived in the capital city for a long time, also recognized this man. This man was the manager of the southeastern branch tower, super deacon, Ho Dong.    

Fong Yan's legs and stomach began to tremble. The blood in his body seemed to have turned cold all of a sudden.    

Fong Mo walked in front of Fong Yan and said, "deacon of Martial Tower has come to report that our Capital Guard Division has imprisoned a deacon for no reason. Is there such a thing?"    

Fong Yan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said, "I don't know. Recently, I only caught a few martial artists who gathered in the capital to fight and kill people."    

"No deacons?"    

Fong Mo asked again.    

Fong Yan's lips trembled as he said, "I don't know, I really don't know."    

"You'd better not know. Otherwise, you will be in big trouble."    

Lord Fong Mo let out a cold snort and walked straight into the dungeon. The super deacon, Ho Dong, did not say anything. He just glanced at Fong Yan. It was just a simple glance, but it made Fong Yan feel like he had fallen into an ice cave. He felt that even his breathing had stopped.    

He watched Lord Fong Mo and Deacon Ho walk into the dungeon. Only then did Fong Yan hurriedly follow. His mind was also working rapidly. How could he survive?    

Damn it, why did a Level 4 deacon attract Lord super deacon?    

Did this brat have a great background?    

Within the dungeon, there were many cells, and it was dark and deep. Those who weren't familiar with him would find it extremely troublesome to find someone.    

However, Lord Fong Mo and Lord Ho Dong were obviously not among them. One of them was very familiar with this place, while the other relied on his strong cultivation base to almost ignore the darkness. He walked straight into Lo Tian's cell. His eyes were fixed on Lo Tian!    

Lord Fong Mo knew Lo Tian, although they had only met last night. Fong Mo naturally wouldn't dare to forget the person who was by Heavenly Master's side. He gritted his teeth. The moment he saw Lo Tian's untidy clothes, Fong Mo wanted to strangle Fong Yan to death.    

He really dared to imprison a deacon! And it was the deacon beside Lord Heavenly Master!    

Lord Fong Mo ground his teeth so hard that cracking sounds could be heard. Next to him, Lord super deacon, Lord Ho Dong, said in a clear voice, "You are Lo Tian?"    

Lo Tian's left eye reflected some light. When Torch Dragon saw Ho Dong's purple-gold Dragon Mark deacon robe, he smiled.    

"Level 4 deacon, Lo Tian is here. Greetings, Lord!"    

Lo Tian grinned and said.    

Ho Dong continued to ask, "Why are you here?"    

Lo Tian said, "After killing the Devil Cultivator, I was exhausted and fell to the ground. I was here when I woke up!"    

Ho Dong nodded and turned to look at Fong Yan. His eyes were filled with cold light.    

Fong Yan fell to his knees and shouted, "Master, I really didn't know he was a deacon. I really didn't know!"    

Ho Dong did not listen to any of Fong Yan's nonsense and continued to ask Lo Tian, "Where is your crystal Crystal Card, token, and deacon robe?"    

Lo Tian gently spread his hands and said, "They disappeared after they woke up. Oh right, Captain Fong Yan, where are my things? Do you know? "    

Fong Yan knelt on the ground and cried," Deacon Lo, I was wrong. I was really wrong. I will help you find your things. One is not a small amount, I promise that one is not a small amount. "    

Ho Dong was too lazy to listen to him, he put his hands behind his back and said," Open the door, the matter of the deacon is not under the Capital Guard Division's control. I want to bring the person back to Martial Tower, and bring the items and corpse capital to Martial Tower. As for the rest, Lord Feng, you handle it yourself."    

" Yes! "    

Lord Fong Mo bowed.    

Deacon Ho had already given him a lot of face, otherwise... If such a thing were to happen, even a bad-tempered Level 1 deacon would dare to tear down the entire Capital Guard Division.    

Ho Dong gently waved his hand at Lo Tian, causing the cell door to collapse. Lo Tian could feel a cool breeze dragging his body out of the cell. He followed Deacon Ho out of the cell.    

Fong Yan, who was kneeling on the ground, kept slapping himself, but no one paid him any attention.    

Everyone knew that Fong Yan was finished this time.    

When Fong Mo passed by Fong Yan, he said softly, "Hand over your weapons and armor, and wait for me in the prison. If you dare to escape, all your friends and family will sit down."    

Fong Yan's body paused when he heard this, and then he fell unconscious on the spot.