"Open." The jailer guarding in front of the fan-shaped black iron door suddenly shrank, lowered his head and stepped back to both sides. One of them turned around, pushed the winch with a click, and raised the iron door.
The fiery red filaments dragged beautifully through the cave, until the tall and handsome figure disappeared in front of their eyes, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
The pressure was so strong that as soon as the man walked in front of them, they felt as if their hearts were grabbed by something and they could hardly breathe.
The two looked at each other, put down the iron door, and continued to stick to their posts.
The man's two palms spread out, and in the grooves on both sides of the stone wall, the charming flames rolled over like water, causing a long line.
Under the peeling darkness, long demonic red clothes passed by.
The man with stern eyebrows seemed to have stepped out of an old New Year picture, adding a touch of color to the tranquility of the place.
The stairs are long and quiet, with thousands of steps.
After reaching the end, a small door appeared.
"Open."
Against the backdrop of the firelight on the two walls, a jailer quietly appeared behind him, stepped forward, and Wei Tuo opened the door of the small cell.
With a flash of red clothes, the man walked in, and the small iron door closed again with a bang.
In the dark room, there was a sound, and a stream of firelight circled in the grooves on the four walls, illuminating a man who was deeply in jail in the center.
The man's hands and feet were tightly clasped by fine iron chains nailed to the ground, and his long silk fabric clung to his cheeks with sweat. A white shirt hung in tatters on his body, giving him an evil feeling of being half-clothed.
After hearing the sound of the door opening and footsteps approaching, the man slowly raised his head, with a gentle face, slightly pale, and dark eyes, with a sharp light in his mouth, a smile on his lips, and looked lightly
Calling to the visitor, "You're here."
Her red eyes were as red as blood, and she glanced at him without any emotion, "What did you think of to explain?"
"Haha. Why do you still look like this ghost? Don't you think Tian'er will be frightened by you when you appear in front of her like a ghost?"
The blood rolled freely in the depths of his eyes, and as he turned his hand, a bloody long sword burning with angry flames appeared in his hand, "I'm not here to listen to your nonsense."
"If the demonized demon lotus cannot recover, the past memories will disappear bit by bit." There was a bit of wanton teasing between Qingjun's eyebrows and eyes with a crooked smile. If he hadn't been hung up at the moment,
, looking like he was being tortured, others thought he was sitting in the courtyard at this moment, listening to the wind and enjoying the flowers leisurely.
"Tian'er, no." The blood sword penetrated his shoulder and was withdrawn very quickly.
Even though Jun Lin said something strange, Fang Sheng finally understood it. It meant that any memory can be forgotten, but will it not forget the heaven-defying one?
Fang Sheng sneered, "You are too confident."
This kind of self-confidence simply made him feel jealous for no reason.
"Where is she?"
"If I say I don't know, you won't believe it, right?" Fang Sheng lowered his head and looked at the blood flowing through him, falling drop by drop to the ground.
"Jun Lin, don't waste your efforts. I said this is just my Nascent Soul clone. Even if you destroy it completely, it will only slightly damage my body."
Jun Lin's lips curved slightly, revealing a hint of coldness, "Where's the roasted one?"
"What?"
"Use the fire of hell to roast your Nascent Soul clone. I don't know what effect it will have." Jun Lin smiled without warmth and said in a light voice, "Even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured. If the Nascent Soul clone is severely damaged, it is possible
It will be disabled! How about you try a gamble?"
Fang Sheng shook his head helplessly, "Okay, okay, I came to you today not to quarrel with you, but to tell you Tian'er's whereabouts."
Jun Lin pursed his lips and said nothing, waiting for him to continue.
Fang Sheng sighed and said, "I really don't know where she is now. But it is true that I met her on a desert island before and we had a conflict."
Jun Lin gave him a cold look, "I already know all this. I need more useful information."
"Maybe you can go to Jian Ping, he will know better than me."
"Huh?" Jun Lin looks calm on the surface, but in fact, he has been thinking about it for a long time, considering all aspects.
"Tian'er disappeared together with Zijin Pot. And Jian Ping is the former owner of Zijin Pot after all. Although he has lost contact with Zijin Pot now, he once had a close relationship. I don't know if Jian Ping has a special method that can
Retrieve the Zijin Pot. As long as we find the Zijin Pot, won't we be able to find Tian'er?" Fang Sheng smiled and said after a while, "Even if we can't find Tian'er, we can still find Tian'er according to the current situation of the Zijin Pot.
The direction is calculated to Tian'er's approximate position. What do you think of my method?"
Jian Ping, Jian family? Yes, he actually carelessly forgot such a key person.
Anyone who hurt his precious Tian'er should all die!
"The Jian family is here..."
"The Jian family is a second-class family on Penglai Island. They currently live in Zhongcheng, Penglai Island."
Jun Lin turned around and was about to leave, Fang Sheng moved the chain on his hand, "Hey, there's no way to escape from here, can't you loosen the ties for me? Although this is just a Nascent Soul clone, it can be tied up like this
, I still feel uncomfortable!”
Jun Lin turned his face and said coldly, "When you die, I will untie you and give you a grand burial."
The small iron door closed with a bang, and Jun Lin's emotionless words still floated in the air, "I won't charge you any money."
Fang Sheng:……
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It has been three days, they have been in the battlefield of gods and demons for three days, but except for the two two-color gold crystals they found yesterday, they still have found nothing.
In this damn gray sky, the sand rolled up to form a thick yellow mist, which blew people all over with sand and dust, making them uncomfortable everywhere.
In addition, after three days in a row, they couldn't find many gold crystals despite all their efforts. Everyone was feeling a little irritable after being exhausted.
Tiger Girl sat down on the mound next to her, stretched out her hand to wipe the dust all over her head, and couldn't help but curse, "What the hell is this place? How can it be so annoying? I want to take a bath, I want to
Take a bath!!”
Seeing that the child was on the verge of going crazy, he gave her a speechless look, took out some water from the space bag, and gave some to everyone, "Let's all drink some, and we'll look for it later."
"Sister, why do you think this place is so annoying?" Tang Xueqiao rubbed the ground and shouted angrily, "Everywhere is gray, not only affecting the sight, but also making movement and breathing uncomfortable!"