"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and the heavy stone door opened.

Chen Ming was thrown in through the air like a bag of garbage.

His body directly hit the wall opposite the door, making a "Boom!" sound.

Then it fell along the wall to the ground. Chen Ming's head scraped against the hard wall and slowly fell to the ground.

There was a bright red blood stain on the wall.

There was another "bang!" sound, and the prison door was firmly closed again.

In the corner, a pair of huge wings are tightly wrapped together.

Between the gaps in the wings, there was a pair of bright and cautious eyes, secretly looking at the motionless Chen Ming.

After a while, when Chen Ming still didn't move, the eyes behind the wings disappeared behind the wings, and the prison was as quiet as silence.

After an unknown amount of time, the wings suddenly trembled, and the eyes appeared from behind the wings again.

But what it was looking at was not Chen Ming lying motionless.

Instead, he looked at the wall above Chen Ming's head, because the bright red blood stain on the wall was gone.

There seemed to be dust falling down on the wall, quietly, and those peeking eyes were full of surprise and curiosity.

As more and more dust fell off the wall, the wall began to shake more and more violently.

It seemed like there was something hidden in that wall, and it was struggling to get out of the wall.

The eyes peeking behind the wings were full of fear. Even the shielding wings trembled.

Suddenly there was a "poof!" sound, as if something was torn, and a cloud of turbid smoke spurted out from the wall.

The smoke gathered and never dispersed, floating in front of Chen Ming. It swayed above Chen Ming, as if it was sizing up Chen Ming.

After a while, the smoke began to billow, as if something was forming inside.

Suddenly a dry hand stretched out from the smoke, and then another hand came out.

Two exposed hands were mechanically beating and waving in the smoke.

When the smoke disappeared, there stood an old woman as white as snow.

The old woman is not tall and looks a little old, but her waist is straight and her neck is straight, and her shoulders are not slumped. She seems to be quite strong.

Wearing a long plain dress, her hair is tied up with silver threads, her face is thin and her facial features are clear.

Although subtle wrinkles can be seen everywhere on his face, he still looks graceful and elegant.

Although the old woman looked extraordinary, her face was as pale as snow and her eyes were dull.

In just a moment, the old woman turned from real to virtual and became a shadow. The shadow was unstable and seemed to be scattered at any time.

At this time, the phantom old woman opened her arms, and immediately a strong ghostly aura gathered.

As soon as those ghostly energies gathered into strands, they penetrated into the old woman's body.

The phantom of the old lady, which seemed to be dissipating, immediately stabilized and gradually turned from a phantom into a solid image.

But in the blink of an eye, all the ghost energy here was absorbed, and there was no more ghost energy to absorb. The shadow that was about to solidify also stopped.

I saw the old lady's mouth moved and shouted "Open!"

Just hearing the rumbling sound, all the doors of the prison were opened, even the skylight was opened.

The ghost energy from outside poured in like a flood, filling the entire prison in an instant.

The old woman raised her head obsessively, letting the incoming ghosts gather towards her crazily.

At this moment, the huge pair of wings in the corner suddenly opened, revealing a naked bird-clawed human body inside.

Those bright eyes looked at his festering and disfigured body in surprise.

He was wrapped in the thick ghost energy summoned by the old woman, and he was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It glanced at the old woman who was absorbing the ghost energy.

The old woman's face began to turn red, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in her eyes.

It turned to look at the open prison door. Unable to restrain its inner joy, it contracted its wings, spread its paws, and walked toward the door carefully.

It seemed that it was afraid of disturbing the old lady, so it walked very gently, for fear of making any noise.

When it tiptoed to the door, spread its wings, and found that most of the ulcers on its body were healed.

It looked at the free sky outside the door, smelled the breath of wind, and felt the surge of power in its wings.

It looked back at the old woman again, who was still intoxicated in absorbing the ghost energy.

But now it has completely solidified, just like it first appeared, and its face has become rosy.

It turned its attention to Chen Ming on the ground, who was still motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Its eyes flashed, and it suddenly rushed over, picked up Chen Ming on the ground, and rushed out of the door in a few steps.

His huge claws kicked hard on the ground, and his body jumped up.

At the same time, the wings spread lightly, a cloud of dust was rolled up, and it shot high into the sky like an arrow.

The old woman in prison is still absorbing the ghostly energy coming from her.

At the same time, the city on the mountainside was also undergoing tremendous changes. Houses and palaces collapsed, and new houses were built one after another.

The people in the courtyard all looked panicked and were at a loss for a moment.

Cao Dongerpan was surprised and looked in the direction of the haunted house that was used as a prison, with an incredible expression on his face.

When Chen Ming woke up, he found that he was not in prison, but lying on the bed.

I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, could it be that Fa Dong'er was hoping for a sudden act of kindness and didn't put himself in jail?

Chen Ming looked up and saw that there was no one in the room, but when he saw the furnishings in the room, he couldn't help but wonder why the style had been changed.

Chen Ming remembered that the room in Dongerpan's house was extremely luxurious, but this place was extremely simple and plain.

Could it be that I was given away by Chu Dongerpan to someone else?

Just when Chen Ming was thinking wildly, the door opened and a woman walked in from outside.

The woman looked petite and beautiful, wearing a thin colorful gauze dress, and her curvy body was looming.

It's just a pair of huge colorful wings on the back. Even if they are folded up, they form a wing peak higher than the top of the head.

It's like having a huge feather fan stuck behind your back.

When Chen Ming saw it, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Angel?"

I died and went to heaven? No, that's the Western world.

If I died, what I would see would be a bull's head and a horse's face. Could it be that I died in the Western world?

Just when Chen Ming was thinking wildly, the woman came to Chen Ming.

Watching Chen Ming make a sound of "coo, coo, coo, coo -".

Chen Ming was surprised to find that the woman's beautiful eyes were changing rapidly.

When the woman came over, her yellow-brown eyes were not much different from those of normal people.

But when she looked at herself, the pupils of her eyes dilated instantly, taking up most of her eyes.

His tawny eyes suddenly turned pure black.

Facing such huge and bright black eyes, it originally looked very cute and attractive.

But Chen Ming felt a hair in his heart and felt a little restless.

It was as if I was magnified dozens of times by the other person and placed in front of me, and I felt like I was being seen through at a glance.

Just when Chen Ming was at a loss what to do, the sound of "goo, coo, coo, coo -" was still ringing.

Chen Ming was slightly stunned, was she asking herself a question?

But I couldn’t understand it. Didn’t the angels speak a foreign language? This wasn’t a foreign language either! That was—I wasn’t dead.

Is this another tribe, or a birdman?
Chapter completed!