"It stinks..."

Yi Zhiping rubbed his head and slowly stood up from the corner. His palms inadvertently touched a smooth object. He was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously gave it a hard squeeze. With a click, the sound of the ball rolling to the ground was heard.

By the faint red candlelight, a skull head was smiling at itself, and several earthworms emerged from the dark hole, and then dived into the dirty mud.

Yi Zhi's face turned extremely pale, and his screams of fear echoed throughout the dark cell.

Qin Feng, who heard the sound next door, curled his lips, silently took off his tattered green clothes, took off his mask, took out a gray mink fur coat and put it on himself.

"Haw!"

The treasure-hunting squirrel playfully poked its head out of its lapel and looked around curiously. When it saw several rotting bones and earthworms drilling around not far away, it rolled its eyes and passed out, its little chest heaving.

"They say don't let you stick your head out if you are disobedient."

He stretched out his fingers and rubbed its plush chest. After a moment, the treasure-hunting squirrel calmed down and hurriedly got into the collar to reveal its little eyes for observation.

A ray of golden light passed through Qin Feng's eyes, and the entire cell was instantly filled with countless disheveled souls, both men and women.

After flicking the sleeping black fire scale dragon on his neck, the opponent immediately woke up, his blood-colored vertical pupils particularly dazzling in the darkness.

"hiss…"

Sticking out his tongue and smelling the surrounding smell, the black fire scale dragon showed a trace of disgust, and his mood became violent. He dared to lock himself in such a place!

"Quiet."

After saying something calmly, Qin Feng walked towards the corner with his pocket in his pocket, where there was a shadowy figure of a girl.

The other party's clothes were disheveled, his youthful face was full of numbness, his immature and delicate body was squatting in the corner of the wall, and his chapped lips kept moving, as if he was telling something.

"Don't touch me?" Qin Feng's eyes flashed, and he slowly read the language in his mouth through lip reading.

After staring for a moment, Qin Feng looked towards the walkway outside the dark iron railing.

The walkways were filled with stinky stagnant water, and the walls were marked with countless struggling fingerprints of various sizes. Several tall red candles were burning tenaciously, taking care of the dirty surroundings.

This is a dungeon, one for each wall.

"Boom!"

The sound of the door opening sounded, and the silent dungeon suddenly became noisy. Countless arms stretched out from the railings, and various sounds of begging for mercy came and went.

"What's it called?"

"A bunch of guys who think pie in the sky still want to be warriors? Just dream!"

"Come on, senior brother, before these guys can make medicine, find some girls to play with. The ones last time were not good, the quality is not high, I am not happy."

"You still need to tell me?"

Along with the light of day, several footsteps began to sound, and several young men in green robes passed by Qin Feng arrogantly.

When he caught a glimpse of Qin Feng's face in the cell, a young man suddenly felt very unlucky and spat inside: "Unlucky, why are these cells all male?"

"Go inside, hurry up, and deal with it on the spot. Don't be killed like last time..."

Qin Feng's face turned dark, and he narrowed his eyes to look at the saliva on his shoes.

A thick ghost arm appeared behind him, and its sharp, thick fingers covered with gray scales silently pushed open the thick iron railing.

Looking at the doorway in front of him, Qin Feng slowly walked out of the door with his pockets in his pockets, following several Frost Snow Sect disciples carrying lanterns like a ghost.

"Elder brother, here is a..."

Heart-wrenching pain radiated from his chest, and the young Frost Snow Sect disciple's face was still filled with excitement that had not dissipated.

He lowered his head and stared blankly at the thick gray sharp arm that penetrated his chest. He moved his lips and his pupils gradually became dilated.

Myself, am I dead?

He randomly squeezed the beating heart and the warm blood splattered on the wall, forming a strange picture.

"Junior brother, why are you half-talking?" The disciple of the Frost Snow Sect, carrying the lantern and continuing to move forward, rubbed the black gauze on his cheek to isolate the smell impatiently.

Every time I enter the dungeon, my skin feels extremely dry and uncomfortable.

"Dead people can't speak."

Upon hearing the voice, this Frost Snow Sect disciple froze, and a trace of cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

Looking along the light, he saw a shadow standing behind him on the mottled wall.

Without hesitation, the sword from his waist was suddenly drawn out, and several rays of cold light pierced behind him!

The ghost arm pinched the toes with two fingers and exerted slight pressure. The silver sword body shattered into several pieces and shot out in all directions.

"You're the one who spit on my feet?"

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes into a dangerously long slit and pointed at the animal skin boots.

"I…"

This Frost Snow Sect disciple's face turned pale, the hilt of the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and his voice was trembling, especially when he caught a glimpse of the corpses behind him.

"Clean my shoes within ten seconds." He took out a handkerchief and threw it on the opponent's head. Qin Feng's pupils were extremely deep.

"good…"

Quickly picking up the handkerchief, the Frost Snow Sect disciple squatted down and began to wipe it quickly. Looking at the animal skin boots in front of him, a sinister look appeared on his face.

"Tell you to stop?"

The tip of his toe kicked the opponent's chin fiercely, causing a bone cracking sound instantly.

For a moment, there was a crisp sound of an iron knife falling to the ground, followed by a howl like a killing pig. The sound was so loud that it completely covered the entire dark dungeon.

Picking up a dagger of unknown rank from the ground, Qin Feng flicked it with his fingertips and shot it towards Chirping Bird, a disciple of the Frost Snow Sect on the ground.

If you scream so loudly, it’s time to purify your six sense organs.

The screams suddenly stopped.

The girl in the cell nearby couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hand.

How could that man be so cruel?

Her legs went weak and she collapsed to the ground, wet.

He raised his foot and stepped on the opponent's wrist with slow pressure. Under the severe pain, the Frost Snow Sect disciple suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for air.

"If you scream again, I'll cut out your tongue."

"Well..." He hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth and nose. The other person's eyes were filled with fear.

"Next, I'll ask you questions."

"Um!!!"

"What is the medicine you just mentioned?"

"Yes, it is an elixir that can increase strength... A few years ago, an alchemist came and could use the flesh and blood of these untouchables to refine elixirs that increase strength."

"Thank you." The fingertips of the ghost arm behind him directly poked the opponent's head, and Qin Feng turned and left.

"Let me out quickly! I want to go home and farm, and I will never have sweet dreams again."

When he saw Qin Feng passing by, Yi Zhiping looked overjoyed. He reached out from the railing with both hands and grabbed Qin Feng's clothes tightly.

"Let go, this is the safest place." Qin Feng frowned.

"If you don't let go, just run away if you want to go out, no matter what we do? Don't you think so?"

"right!"

"You're right."

Qin Feng's eyes were extremely cold, and he turned to stare at Yi Zhiping: "I won't let go of your arms for three seconds."

"Don't let go!" Yi Zhiping gritted his teeth, as if he was crazy, with hope of escape right in front of him.

Silver light flashed, and Qin Feng slowly pulled down his arms.

"You think I'm an easy talker?"

With a hint of sneer, Qin Feng looked at Yi Zhiping, who had a dull face, and the black fire-scaled python on his neck was pouring out words, as if he was laughing at him.

The ghost arm's fingertips were raised slightly, and the opponent's forehead was quickly poked, and the surrounding sounds became quiet.

The guy who abandons his wife and children is worse than himself.

and.

There is hatred for myself in my eyes and I can't keep it.

Glancing at the corpse on the ground, Qin Feng walked towards the cell entrance.

When he passed by his cell, he looked at the corner and saw that the girl's soul had disappeared.

To be able to have such a big obsession in the soul of an ordinary person shows what kind of harm he has suffered in his life.

Although Eunuch Wang's establishment of Dongchang is not of much use, it is still better than nothing. At least he can work in tiger skin, and evil people will be punished by evil people.

Silently giving instructions to the waiting eldest brother wolf pack through the contract in his mind, Qin Feng walked towards the dark passage with his pocket in his pocket.
Chapter completed!