House ...

Fang Yu squinted slightly, looked at Honglian, and said, "You go back to the house to see the situation, I go to the jail in the town."

"... um." Honglian's face was serious, nodded and agreed.

"Your injury should be almost recovered?" Fang Yu asked again.

"I feel pretty good now." Honglian replied.

"That's OK, you go to the mansion to check the situation, there are any problems, and contact me at any time. I will arrive immediately." Fang Yu said.

"Okay." Honglian replied.

Fang Yu raised his right hand and opened a portal.

The location of this portal is the 101st.

"Go in." Fang Yu said.

Honglian didn't say much, stepped into the portal.

After the transmission door was closed, Fang Yu looked at Su Changge and asked: "Where is the specific location of the prison jail?"

"In Tianlang District west of Beidu." Su Changge said, taking a pair of northern maps from the storage bag, pointing out the specific location.

Fang Yu glanced at it. Then he raised his right hand and opened a portal again.

"etc."

Fang Yu was going to enter the portal, but Su Changge suddenly opened.

"What's wrong?" Fang Yu frowned.

"Boss, this is the return of the king ... Do you just wear such a tattered pants? Not too elegant." Su Changge looked at Fang Yu's whole body and said strangely.

Not to mention Su Changge, Fang Yu really forgot that there was only a tattered shorts left on his body.

Since the battle with the dragon, it has been the case.

"... Do you have spare clothes?" Fang Yu asked.

"Yes! And it is very suitable for your temperament!"

Speaking, Su Changge took out a set of clothing from the storage bag.

This is a black golden robe, which looks luxurious and sharp, and is completely opposite to the simple robe style that Fang Yu usually wear.

"This set of clothing, I will only wear it at a large party, so as to attract those female Taoist friends." Su Changge said.

Fang Yu ignored the appearance of the clothing, and some worked.

But after wearing this suit, he found that it was similar.

"Boss, you see it? Yes, this was modified by me based on the unified costume of the Wang family." Su Changge laughed, "how domineering the Wang family was, as long as you wear this costume

Double. "

Since seeing Fang Yu, the pressure in Su Changge's heart has suddenly decreased a lot. The sense of despair and weakness in his heart over half a year has dissipated completely.

He knows that Fang Yu is in ... the situation will definitely become different.

Occupied aliens who occupy major regions will be resolved sooner or later!

The clothes are quite fit, Fang Yu is worn. Then he goes to the portal.

"Don't you follow it? I think there are still injuries on you." Fang Yu said to Su Changge on the side.

"It's okay, boss, many people take care of many people." Su Changge said, "And ... I have cultivated several extremely powerful ways in the past year.

of."

Seeing that Su Changge said so, Fang Yu would no longer say much, step into the portal.

Su Changge followed, and entered the portal together.

Nympho

In the prison in jail.

Screaming, moaning still rose one after another, never interrupted.

Today, more than thirty top monks couldn't support it. They asked the Tianyu tribe for mercy and accepted the mantra of blood.

The monks who are still supported by hardships are less than fifty people.

Among the deepest cells, Murong Jian was lying on the ground curled up, and his body trembled.

Not only did he look pale, but even his skin was pure white, he couldn't see a trace of blood.

His eyes dumbfounded, there was no focus in his eyes. Even a little scattered.

This is the sign of life to reach the end.

Murong Jian, can't hold it anymore.

The power released in the copper circle set on the neck not only causes the torture on the flesh, but also causes great pain to the spirit.

Among the dark cells, the ears have been filled with all kinds of screams, sorrow ...

While the monks were supported, they knew clearly that no one could save them out.

The Beidu martial arts world has fallen, and no one has the strength of confrontation with the Tianyu tribe.

The monks detained in the prison prison only rely on the dignity and anger in their hearts ... Only then have been persisted.

However, after all, it is still human, whether it is physical or spiritual, there is a limit.

Practical support ... but can't see the light of hope.

This sense of despair can force people to crazy.

Yuan Sanquan looked at Murong Jian, who was curled up in front of him, and his breathing became heavier and his eyes were red.

Then, he turned into a blink of an eye and looked at the opposite cell.

Just half an hour ago, the monks in the cell opposite Yuan Sanquan and Murong Jian ... dead.

The old monk is named Fu Jiuqian, from Daxin. East Linzong, with the strength of the yin and yang realm.

His luck is extremely poor.

One month before the battle of Xiaodong Mountain, the Tianli tribe had found the gate of Donglinzong.

However, Fu Jiuqian was not in Zongmen at that time.

Later ... Donglinzong was destroyed due to the request of resisting the Tianyu tribe.

Fu Jiuqian heard the bad news, rushed back to Zongmen, and only saw the residual body and blood in Zongmen.

After that, Fu Jiuqian was completely crazy.

In the battle of Xiaodong Mountain. He killed more than thirty elites in the Tianli people alone, with strong combat power and a rainbow.

However, physical strength is finally limited.

In the end, under the continuous offensive of the opponent, Fu Jiuqian suffered severe damage and lost his resistance.

Because he killed more than thirty heavenly people's souls, he was counted as first -class crimes by the Tianlu tribe. Just like Yuan Sanquan Master and apprentice ... It was closed into the deepest cage and suffered the most extreme torture.

Unlike other scream monks.

From the beginning to the cell, Fu Jiuqian did not make a sound.

He just leaned on the wall of the cell, closed his eyes tightly, and said nothing.

Until an hour ago, he suddenly spoke.

He tried his best to shout, "I can't do it anymore, I am willing to accept the mantra of blood, I want to surrender!"

He shouted like this, and immediately called the Sumiya of the Tianli people who were in charge of the guardian.

They stepped forward, first ridiculed the nine thousand, and then stepped on Fu Jiuqian's cheeks with their feet.

Fu Jiuqian is not moving.

After that, the two heavenly crickets, in accordance with the convention, first unbuttoned the copper circle of Fu Jiuqian's neck, and then prepared to give him the mantra of blood.

At this time, Fu Jiuqian suddenly burst into the ground. With his last spare power in his body, he bumped into the two days in front of him.

However, after being closed for so long, it has been tortured for nearly a month. Fu Jiuqian is the end of the crossbow.

His last power was just caused by minor injuries to the creatures of the two Tianli people.

And Fu Jiuqian ... is the two heavenly souls of the anger, tearing on the spot!

In the whole process, Yuan Sanquan, who was opposite, witnessed him with his own eyes.

He had a general friendship with Fu Jiuqian in the past. It can only be regarded as a nod.

However, after Fu Jiuqian started, he was caught by the angry Tianli people's creatures. At the moment of dying, he had a look with Yuan Sanquan on the opposite side.

There was no expression on Fu Jiuqian's face. But his eyes seemed to squint slightly, there seemed to be a smile, and there was a color of liberation.

Yuan Sanquan thought, at this time, Fu Jiuqian was probably not intended to look at him.

Perhaps, Fu Jiuqian just remembered the original east, those living lives ... Perhaps, he just felt relieved because he didn't have to be tortured anymore.

However, it is the last look that makes Yuan Sanquan feel.

In order to save Murong Jian's life, he originally intended to accept the bloodmark of the Tianyu tribe.

He took the lead in doing this, and Murong Jian had no reason to refuse.

But after the eyes that came into contact with Fu Jiuqian's last moment ... he changed his mind.

Once he accepted the mantra of blood, he and Murong Jian could only become a dog's walking dog under the Tianli tribe, and lost the basic dignity.

For this group of slaughtering them, the same monster is a dog. What does it mean to live like this?

Especially Murong Jian is still so young, and the cultivation talent is very good ... must not be buried here.

One hour of being torn from the nine thousand self -voices, Yuan Sanquan has been thinking about countermeasures.

Until now, he finally came up with the highest success rate.
Chapter completed!