Lin Chen suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand to twist Li Tong's neck. The movement was so fast that no one could react. Black flames surged out of his hands and instantly burned Li Tong's body to ashes.
The several jailers who had been watching indifferently were horrified for a moment. Before they could react, they fell to the ground with a thud.
Terrible pressure enveloped them, and they felt as if their bodies were about to explode. It was difficult to even speak, let alone move.
Lin Chen looked around and saw more than a hundred slaves looking at him in disbelief, with hope igniting in their originally lifeless eyes.
"Sir! Please—"
The woman next to Lin Chen came to her senses and immediately knelt down to Lin Chen.
As a result, I was enveloped by an invisible force and couldn't kneel down at all.
"Don't worry, I will take you away."
Lin Chen's tone was calm, knowing what the other party wanted to say.
For him, bringing these people into the Divine Prison Tower and taking them away is just a piece of cake.
He walked up to the nearest jailer and said, "Tell me, who is the person in charge here?"
The jailer found that he could speak, and said in a trembling voice: "The person in charge of the slave shop is... is Elder Li Kong."
"Elder." Lin Chen said with a smile on his face, "Is he here right now?"
………
In an elegantly decorated room, an old man from the Demon Eye tribe sat on a chair. The middle-aged man from the Demon Eye tribe in front of him reported:
"Recently, the number of slaves dying every day is increasing. Those guys in the clan are becoming more and more exaggerated. They don't take the lives of slaves seriously at all. If something goes wrong, they will take it out on the slaves.
According to this trend, I'm afraid it won't be long before the number of slaves dying in the clan every day will exceed double digits."
Li Kong smiled when he heard this: "Isn't this a good thing?"
"A good thing?" The middle-aged man was startled. Li Kong slowly took a sip of tea and then explained: "The old ones won't go and the new ones won't come. If they all cherish the slaves in their hands, then
If we don’t need to buy new slaves, what business do we have? The slaves they have are dead
The faster we go, the better our business will be. You can’t even understand this simple truth?”
"Hahaha! That's right! I never thought of such a simple thing before. What you said, elder, is indeed true. It is indeed a good thing for our auction house."
The fat middle-aged man laughed along with him, feeling secretly proud of himself. He was becoming more and more proficient at flattery. He pretended to be stupid and asked the elder to point out things that he had thought of a long time ago, which inadvertently created another wave of good impressions.
Creak——
At this time, the door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man from the Demon Eye tribe walked in from the door.
The faces of the two people in the room darkened at the same time!
The fat middle-aged man frowned at the person who walked in and reprimanded: "You unruly bitch! Who let you in? Even if there is an emergency, you must knock on the door first. You don't understand such a simple rule?"
The middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face closed the door and ignored the fat middle-aged man. He looked at Li Kong and asked, "Are you the person in charge here, Li Kong, the elder of the Demon Eye Clan?"
"Who are you?" Li Kong stood up from his chair and stared at the other person with evil eyes. He had already realized that this person was probably coming with bad intentions, but he remained calm.
This is your base camp, there is nothing to be afraid of.
"My name is Lin Chen." As Lin Chen answered, the sound of bones breaking and reorganizing came from within his body, his skin and flesh squirmed, and the eyes on his forehead disappeared, quickly changing back to his own appearance.
Li Kong's face changed wildly! Ordinary members of the Demon Eye Clan didn't know that yet, but as an elder of the Demon Eye Clan, he knew that one of the four supremes in the tribe had been killed, and another had been severely injured.
All these things are related to a human youth, and that person is called
Be "Lin Chen"!
After hearing Lin Chen announce his name and seeing Lin Chen change back to a human appearance, he could no longer calm down. Cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he felt as if someone had put a knife on his neck.
The fat middle-aged man had never heard of the name "Lin Chen" at all. Seeing the other party transform into a human, he sneered:
"You're actually a human being! Are you a slave who escaped from an underground prison? You dare to come in front of us. You deserve to be damned!"
He turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Lin Chen.
"Stop!" Li Kong shouted hurriedly, his heart beating wildly.
The fat middle-aged man did stop, but it was not him who stopped on his own initiative, but Lin Chen suddenly appeared in front of him, grabbed his throat, and lifted him up in the air!
boom--
Black flames poured out from Lin Chen's palm, and the fat middle-aged man instantly turned into ashes and dissipated.
"Gulu!" Li Kong swallowed and looked at Lin Chen with sweat on his face. He was about to ask for help when he heard Lin Chen say coldly:
"You'd better be quiet, otherwise, I can kill you before you make a sound. I ask you, do you know that Xue Hen, the daughter of Xue Kuangtian, the previous generation of Tianren tribe, is imprisoned
Where?"
Li Kong was silent for a few seconds. Seeing Lin Chen's eyes getting more and more sinister, he finally nodded honestly.
………
In the dark and damp secret room, Xuehen was wearing heavy handcuffs, her feet were tied with two chains, and the other end of the chains was directly embedded in the metal wall behind.
There are strange patterns on the ground like formations, giving this secret room an extremely eerie feeling.
Xuehen was huddled in the corner. A girl from the Demon Eye Clan in bright clothes and heavy make-up was walking around in front of Xuehen with her arms folded. Her eyes seemed to be looking at the goods from a high position.
"Why are you so ignorant of appreciation?"
The girl sighed, with sarcasm in her voice, "So many talented people in our clan fall in love with you and are willing to marry you. Our ancestors even promised that they will not kill you, as long as you marry a male from the Demon Eye clan,
They will even help you rebuild the Celestial Race!
It’s been almost two years, why are you still so stubborn? Aren’t you afraid that one day our ancestors will lose their patience and slap you to death?”
"He didn't kill me, not because he was so kind, but because he couldn't find anyone else who could use the 'Embrace of the Goddess' scepter."
Xuehen's eyes fell coldly on the girl. Although he was a prisoner, his tone was not cowardly at all, "As for helping me rebuild the Celestial Race? In the final analysis, you just want to make our Celestial Race a vassal of the Demon Eye Clan. You are all dreaming.
!”
The girl scowled, stopped, and cursed in a high-pitched voice: "Do you know how much I hate your attitude of not being afraid of anything? If you dare to talk to me with this attitude again, believe me or not.
I’ll break all your teeth and cut out your tongue!”