Wen Huandong looked at Su Luo in surprise, paused for a moment, then lowered his head and said solemnly: "Boss Su has a kind heart."
Are women still women? At the most critical moment, they can never be hard-hearted?
Wang Mu pushed him because he heard the resentment in his words.
Su Luo laughed: "Do you think I am saving Wen Jiang?"
Wen Huandong looked up at Su Luo.
Su Luo asked him: "Do you know what is the most terrifying thing?"
Wen Huandong thought for a while and said, "Death?"
But Su Luo shook her head: "Death is certainly terrifying, but what is more terrifying than death is knowing that you will die, but not knowing when the knife hanging above your head will fall. This unknown fear is the most terrifying.
of."
Wen Huandong suddenly trembled!
Because he realized that Su Luo was right!
The scariest thing is to hang without killing!
So, when Su Luo sprayed Wenjiang with the medicine, what she really wanted to do was to keep Wenjiang in a state where he was about to be swallowed by the giant flame eagle every second, but was still unable to be swallowed.
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This state is the most terrifying!
Wen Huandong looked at Su Luo with wide eyes!
He originally thought Su Luo was too soft-hearted, but it turned out...
Well, he really underestimated their boss Su.
After that, the two of them not only admired Su Luo, but also had a third degree of awe.
Everyone entered the corridor without looking back, leaving only Wen Jiang with a gloomy face.
The passage was very narrow at first, allowing only one person to pass through, but as it went deeper, it became wider and wider.
Finally, everyone followed this corridor to the main hall.
The moment they saw the main hall, everyone was stunned, including Su Luo!
Su Luo once thought about the existence of this legendary mausoleum where the ancestors of the Feng family were imprisoned.
Now Su Luo really saw it and was really surprised.
This mausoleum is so luxurious and exquisite that it is dizzying to see.
In the main hall, Yin spirits are running back and forth, each of them is in their youth, in their best years, with the most graceful figure and the most exquisite face.
The flowers are in clusters and the fragrance is charming.
The curtains are flying and the lights are shining.
In the middle is a golden throne, on which a noble king is being served by four beautiful ghosts.
The one who rubs the shoulders, the one who beats the legs, the one who feeds them, and there is a fan waving next to him.
This...where is this mausoleum where people are imprisoned?
This...is clearly the ultimate joy in the world!
Even the emperor in the world does not have such nobility and luxury, right?
Everyone stood there in shock, looking at what was happening in front of them in disbelief.
"Is this really the ancestor of our family?" Feng Jiuming murmured.
Feng Songyuan glanced at him blankly, took out the portrait of his ancestor, looked at it again and again, and shook his head: "It doesn't look like it."
At this time, Brother Feng Qi suddenly trembled as if having a convulsion.
Everyone looked at him.
Brother Feng Qi swallowed hard: "I, I seem to know who he is..."
"Who is it?" Everyone was shocked.
However, before Brother Feng Qi could answer, everyone was exposed in front of the king on the golden throne.
"Where did you come from?" That person spoke with an accent from the Shura realm.
Although everyone speaks the common language of the continent, whether in the Central Continent, the Eighteen Continents, or the Biluo Continent, they all speak the same common language of the continent.
But there are also differences in accents and accents between common languages.
So as soon as this king opened his mouth, a strong accent from the Shura world came to his face.