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Finally found the place connected to the map, but Qin Yang didn't feel much joy in his heart
This stretch of buildings is imposing, just approaching, I feel that the whole body's blood is about to be frozen. With a glance, you can see that there are many sentries inside, and there are four ten feet tall, five big and three thick, full of ghostly aura. The giant ghost stands there, and the giant ghost's eyes are like two huge lanterns, shining in all directions, constantly patrolling
Qin Yang felt a chill in his heart when he saw it
Suddenly, I felt that my plan to take advantage of the fire and fish in troubled waters seemed to have gone wrong
Forget about your own strength, it's just nourishing your energy
"Why are you in a daze, let's go quickly." The ghost pawn who sent him from behind had a trace of disdain in his eyes, but his face was full of arrogance, and he was very satisfied with Qin Yang's shocked expression.
Qin Yang kept walking forward without saying a word, but he just glanced back and muttered in his heart, my cheap junior brother, you must give me a little bit of strength and try to beat me to death, you are welcome
Following the escort of the ghost soldiers, all the way into the declination of this ghost town, here is a stone building that looks no different from other buildings, except that the gate cannot be seen from all directions, and only a layer of black fog is shrouded.
When Qin Yang was brought here, he saw a hole in the black mist, and a ghost soldier in official uniform came out from inside.
"this is?"
"This is to sell news."
There was a flash of surprise on the face of the little official, he looked Qin Yang up and down, didn't say much, and walked towards the black mist with Qin Yang, and when he walked up to the black mist, he saw the token in his hand urged by the little official, and the black mist split open Open a gap to allow people to pass through.
After walking in, seeing Qin Yang looking at his badge, the little official sneered, "This black mist devours souls and bones, and there are countless invisible poisonous insects inside. It is impossible to escape from the black prison, and even if you escape from here, you will die faster outside."
Qin Yang nodded, he naturally knew that if he appeared alone in the ghost city now, he would definitely die miserably
When he entered the black prison, Qin Yang's expression was a little unsightly
The place in the black cell is quite large, and there are no fences or pillars. Every single cell is separated by a thin black mist.
And most of these cells are empty. In the cells with prisoners, most of them are living monks. There are only two ghost prisoners. They are still ghost bodies and illusory, and it is difficult to hide the appearance of death. They look half dead.
"Hey, stay here well, these are all for selling news." The jailer smiled strangely, and sent Qin Yang to one of the cells
At this time, Qin Yang finally understood why the handover between the two pawns was so brief. It turned out that some daring bastards came to sell fake news
"ah¡¡"
Suddenly, a scream resounded through the cell.
Qin Yang raised his eyes and saw a cultivator in a prison cell rushing out of the thin black mist with one hand
It's a pity that the hand quickly turned into bones at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a thin black mist shrouded it, and the bones also quickly shattered and dissipated, leaving no residue.
The cultivator withdrew his hand, but the thin layer of black mist on the wound surged upwards quickly, and after only one or two breaths, the small half of his arm disappeared.
Suddenly, the cultivator gritted his teeth, took out a long knife, and slashed at his shoulder, causing his arm to be broken off at the shoulder.
After the severed arm fell to the ground, it dissipated faster. After two or three breaths, the arm dissipated without a trace. The blood sprayed from the opponent's wound fell on the mist and disappeared instantly.
The jailer who had just walked to the door in the distance looked back, sneered, turned his head and left, and didn't even bother to pay attention.
In the prison cell, a group of people were silent like cicadas, all of them were covered in shudders, and their faces were full of horror.
Qin Yang stood in the prison cell, looking at the walls turned into black mist on all sides, his heart couldn't help beating wildly. This is not eating soul and bone, but eating it clean
It's no wonder that there is no jailer in this cell, and those who are locked in are not searched or chained
With all these black fogs, it doesn't take so much trouble.
Without the expected prison, there is no such thing as a door lock. If you want to escape, you have to think of other ways.
Qin Yang touched his pocket, muttering to himself, hoping that what he had heard was true.
In a flash one day passed
At noon the next day, when the scorching sun was in full bloom, a group of people from Wanyong Company rushed into the mass grave in a mighty manner, and headed straight for the tomb of Yinhuai ghost.
Dozens of monks rushed into the tomb of the ghost of the locust tree, and confronted the ghosts guarding the gate.
"Little Fatty, where is your senior brother?" Guanshi Qiu stared at Zhang Zhengyi with a sullen face, with anger rising in his eyes.
"Maybesomething has delayed the time" Cold sweat dripped from the little fat man's temples, and a very bad feeling faintly rose in his heart. That cheap senior brother knew that he was cheating him, right?
At this moment, the group of ghosts moved out of the way, and the ghost soldier with fangs stepped forward, swept his tiger's eyes with a fierce look, and only when he saw the little fat man following Guanshi Qiu, did he take a closer look.
"Are you Zhang Zhengyi?"
"Ah?" The little fat man responded, even more muttering in his heart, how does this guy know himself? And what does that look mean? dislike?
Before the little fat man could react, the fang-toothed ghost soldier cupped his hands at Qiu Guanshi: "Guan Qiu really keeps what he says. Since you have brought the person that the lady wants, then Mr. Ghost King will naturally promise you a thousand dollars. Wait for me to bring this After people go to Miss Yu to confirm, I will give you a reply."
Guanshi Qiu was taken aback for a moment, and glanced at the uneasy Zhang Zhengyi, who was about to run away, and his heart was filled with anger. It turned out that this guy was the one who was heartbroken. No wonder this guy knew so much and came to the door on his own initiative! The thief shouted "Stop the thief!"
"There is a misunderstanding here!" Zhang Zhengyi took a step back, bitter in his mouth, after thinking about it for a while, he still didn't understand, that cheap senior brother turned him around!
At this moment, how could Guanshi Qiu talk so much to the little fat man? He stretched out his hand and grabbed the little fat man's neck. With a shock of his true energy, the little fat man softened as if he had lost his bones.
It doesn't matter if it's a little fat man now, anyway, it's the little fat man who is asking for a roll call.
Guan Qiu couldn't say anything, and directly threw it to the ghost soldier with fangs on the opposite side.
After the other party left with the little fat man, Qiu Guanshi turned dark and said to the middle-aged man next to him: "Have the people from the Wuliang Dao Academy arrived yet?"
"It should be soon. According to the plan, no matter what today, we can't procrastinate any longer. Even if the Ghost King Duo Le blocks it, the Wuliang Taoist Temple will send experts to stop it today, and we will not hesitate to turn our faces directly." (Remember this website website address.) : www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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