Baijiao at Wushuang's feet was also surprised. How could such a powerful aura be a human being? No, no, this is definitely not an ordinary person. With his sixth sense, this beast-like thing is definitely a human.
Something extremely dangerous
Wushuang stared at the person who was chained. The aura was too powerful. If Feng Xinglie hadn't poured the aura into her, she wouldn't have been able to step forward. People without fighting spirit could even get close.
Feng Xinglie's gloomy face showed no emotion or anger. He stared coldly at which person was chained. For the seventh time, Linglong Pagoda had a person locked up? This person must know the whereabouts of the Phantom Cloud Beast.
Otherwise, why would the founder of Dadu imprison him here? The auras of phantom clouds and beasts are flowing within these eight floors, but they are nowhere to be seen. There are really a lot of mysteries in this pagoda.
"Crash!" There was a sound of iron chains, and the man with his head lowered slowly raised his head.
Wushuang's eyes widened. What kind of eyes were they? He glanced at them with an expression that regarded them as ants. Such a crazy expression and such sharp eyes.
The man's eyes swept over Feng Xinglie. His eyes paused for a moment, then he shifted his gaze, and finally lowered his head.
"Is it possible that there are no phantom clouds and beasts here?" Chilian Yunyue frowned. They had been fighting for so long just to see this phantom clouds and beasts. Now, only one person is locked up on the eighth floor, so their fight was not in vain.
No one could answer his words, and it became extremely quiet for a while, with only the huge bell ringing loudly in his ears.
‘Ding bell, ding bell’ Suddenly, the two-color bell on Wushuang’s waist slowly rang along with the bell of the pagoda, and the sounds seemed to be contrasting
"Wow!" The chained man raised his head and looked directly at the bell on Wushuang's waist. His expression obviously changed.
Baijiao stared at the bell on Wushuang's waist and couldn't help but be surprised, why did this thing ring again?
Feng Xinglie lowered his head and looked at the bell on Wushuang's waist, and a strange look passed over him.
Wushuang stuffed the two-color bell into his pocket, turned to look at the man with a strange look on his face, and doubts arose in his heart, what on earth is this man?
The man's gaze slowly shifted to Wushuang's face. On his cold face, his brows furrowed slightly.
The man raised his head and Wu Shuang could see his face clearly. His long and narrow eyes, like rubies, revealed a bright red color. But that bright red color made people associate it with blood and evil at a glance.
That face seemed to have experienced all the vicissitudes of time, and the entire face was pale. Even though the face was as pale as paper, this man was absolutely stunning!
Everyone present was shocked by the appearance of this man. What could happen to a man with such an appearance? Even if a powerful beast could transform into a human form, it would never be able to transform into such a perfect man.
When Wushuang was surprised by the man's appearance, her hands went cold and a pull pulled her over. Wushuang bumped into Feng Xinglie's arms unprepared. She raised her head to meet Feng Xinglie's dangerous gaze. She felt funny in her heart. She just
Just look at him, why is he looking like an iceberg?
"Shuang'er, if you want to see it, just look at me." Feng Xinglie smiled dangerously and tightened his grip on his hand. His woman could only look at him. What's more, although this man has some good looks,
Definitely not as good looking as him!
Wushuang touched his nose, a little funny, he didn't expect that Feng Xinglie, who was so overbearing, could be so overbearing and childish!
"I'm just curious, a man actually exudes the aura of a monster," Wushuang said with a smile on his face.
Human beings exuded the aura of magical beasts, which she had never seen before, and she was sure that this aura came from the divine beasts.
Seeing this, Feng Xinglie looked at the locked man and frowned. He had never seen anything like this before. The aura of the phantom cloud and beast was here, as if it came from this human being.
Human? No, he began to have some doubts. This person was not human at all!
"What are you?" Wushuang finally asked in this moment of suspicion.
The chained man just raised his eyes slightly and turned his head rudely.
Seeing the man turning his eyes away in a disgraceful manner, Wu Shuang was unwilling to accept it: "Are you a human? Or an animal?"
"…………"
The man remained silent...
"Is it a monster?"
"…………"
"Orcs?"
"…………"
"brute?"
Faced with the man's silence, Wushuang still kept guessing. When he said that beastly sound, it was obvious that the chained man trembled all over.
Feng Xinglie raised the corner of his mouth, his little guy is really interesting, beast? Haha, I really dare to think about it.
The man raised his head and stared at Wushuang coldly: "I am a human being."
'No, no'. The little white-horned beast immediately jumped in front of Wushuang, facing the man, and raised its claws. 'How can you be a human being with the aura of monsters all over your body? You are not a human being, you are not a human being...
'
Judging from his appearance and clothes, this man had been imprisoned for hundreds of years at least. Based on this, he concluded that he was definitely not a normal human being!
The locked man's eyes flashed red, staring straight at your jumping little monster. How dare a little monster dare to be so rampant!
"Baijiao is back," Wushuang called out. When the man's eyes turned dark red, the aura flowing around him had a feeling - danger!
The aura around him is not as domineering as Feng Xinglie's, but it is definitely extremely powerful. You can guess how powerful the person locked up in this exquisite pagoda is just by thinking about it.
"Where did the bell on your waist come from?" A cold voice came. The man glanced at Wushuang coldly, then glanced at Feng Xinglie beside Wushuang, and finally his dark red pupils disappeared.
Wushuang put her hands on the bell on her waist. Ever since she got the bell, it seemed that many monsters wanted to get it. What kind of energy was hidden in the bell? The aura it gave off made her extremely familiar.
"I bought it with three gold coins!" Wushuang answered very honestly.
This honest answer made the corners of the man's mouth twitch constantly. Bought for three gold coins? Bought for three gold coins? Damn it! When did the price of ancient magic drop so low?
The fifth update... I have a cold, go to bed early today... (~﹃~)~zz