Han Hou thought about it for a while, and thought that Feng Qingyan's determination would not be deceived.
Moreover, the monsters in the tower couldn't do anything wrong, so they agreed.
Zhao Miaomiao pushed the door in alone and closed the door.
Her steps were very light, but they stepped heavily on the hearts of every monster.
They more or less knew a thing or two about what this woman did last night.
After all, the scene where she flew down the steps with an ice whip in her hand last night and knocked Fan Wuya and Yunluo out of the tower was seen by many demons.
This womanis a stubble.
He is a devil who can even kill his own master.
According to the usual practice, Zhao Miaomiao went to check every cage on every floor.
Those monsters were unprecedentedly quiet, and no one dared to say anything.
The monsters she had rectified last time were even more afraid to provoke her. This woman can do anything.
It's just that they still don't understand why such a ruthless person doesn't have the slightest bit of magic.
The Demon Extinguishing Tower didn't react at all to her every move.
I can't understand it.
The demons were both curious and in awe of Zhao Miaomiao. They couldn't help but want to see her but were afraid to confront her.
When those icy eyes met, it seemed that there was a boundless chill.
In those bright eyes, you can't see much emotion, just like two dark ancient wells.
I don't know what kind of giant beast is hidden inside, and it will pounce out at any time to crush people and tear them to pieces.
This kind of chill is bitter, straightforward, naked/naked/naked, without any concealment.
The eyes of this woman are telling you.
Don't mess with me, otherwise, die.
Demons have a natural perception of this cold and murderous aura, which is the instinct of animals to avoid risks.
Zhao Miaomiao finished her work easily and walked towards the sixth floor step by step.
This time, even the long-winded skeletons shut up.
The monster on the sixth floor knows more about what happened last night than other floors.
The fact that this woman can still come in today unscathed, without being implicated at all, is enough to show her ability.
Zhao Miaomiao walked to Yunluo's cage, and saw two people hugging tightly inside.
She originally thought that Fan Wuya would be on the seventh floor, but now she is in the same cage as Yunluo.
This is also good, to save her running upstairs and downstairs.
Zhao Miaomiao looked at the two sleeping people with a frown. They were covered in blood, their hair was loose, and they looked like ghosts.
The black magic mark between the foreheads is like mud sticking to the skin, disgusting and dirty.
Zhao Miaomiao raised her right hand and threw a water polo over the heads of the two.
The water ball burst, and the two of them were shocked by the icy water and woke up.
Last night, Yunluo's life was at stake, and Fan Wuya gave her most of his cultivation to save his life from the gate of hell.
Fan Wuya lost a lot of cultivation overnight, his black hair was completely white, and his skin also had wrinkles.
Fan Wuya, who originally looked only in his twenties and thirties, is now a little older than his actual age.
Fan Wuya opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Miaomiao. Blood was still sticking to his dry lips, and when he opened them slightly, he felt severe pain.
He wanted to open his mouth, but found that his throat was also burning with pain.
It should be said that there is no place in his whole body that does not hurt.
Yunluo seemed to be frightened, she just put her head in Fan Wuya's arms, showing a terrified look.
She was really scared. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com