He immediately stood up and tiptoed toward the mysterious bamboo house in the courtyard.
In just a few dozen steps, Hao Wuji walked for as long as a stick of incense.
For fear of waking up Ye Qingyun and Da Mao.
Until he stood in front of the mysterious cabin and looked back.
Da Mao was still in the kennel and there was no movement.
Hao Wuji made a quick decision, opened the door of the mysterious cabin, and jumped in.
Plop!
The sound of falling water came.
Then there was a sound of splashing in the water.
Only then did Da Mao open his eyes, glanced in the direction of the latrine, and shook his head helplessly.
Another idiot who fell into the pit.
Starting from Fuyun Mountain, until now, I don’t know how many times this is.
Be it mortals or gods.
Should we fall into the latrine or fall into the latrine?
It's like there's some magic in it.
There is an endless stream.
At this time, Hao Wuji, who had fallen into the pit, was struggling hard.
I want to crawl out of the pit.
But he has no magic power, and there are too many seals on his body, so he can't use it.
Even though he was flopping so hard, he couldn't crawl out at all.
On the contrary, the more you flutter, the faster your body sinks.
Only the head and arms are left exposed.
Even though his mouth was covered with feces and water, Hao Wuji stood firm and did not call for help.
This is my dignity, Hao Wuji!
As the son of the former Immortal Lord, he was a rebellious god who shook the Nine Heavens Immortal Court.
Even if you are behind bars, you will soon be drowned in feces and water.
I won’t ask for help either!
Not like that one person and one dog asking for help!
I have to rely on my own strength to get out of this cesspool.
Hao Wuji took a deep breath and planned to give it a try.
As a result, he almost choked and fainted when he took in this breath.
I suddenly felt dizzy.
The body becomes even weaker.
It sank all of a sudden.
The excrement water was submerged, and Hao Wuji hurriedly tried his best to get his head out.
But that's all.
There was nothing to focus on, and waves of filthy air made his head buzz.
I just feel more uncomfortable than falling into a frying pan on the 18th floor of purgatory.
A sense of despair enveloped Hao Wuji's mind.
He couldn't help but think of his own situation.
The son of the Immortal Lord in the past was a radiant being.
Now he has become a prisoner.
Isn't it exactly the same as the situation now?
"No! I can't call for help!"
"Even if I, Hao Wuji, drown here, I will not bow to anyone!"
"I would rather die than surrender!"
After a while.
"Help Gulu Gulu, come and save me Gulu Gulu!"
Chapter completed!