However, the two of them stayed in front of the Meow Claw Bell for a long time without waiting for a reply. There was no news from Cheng Lin.

Taking advantage of this time, Ren Jie and Jiang Jiuli sorted out all the express delivery sent by Jiang Yulu, filling the room with all kinds of strange and weird things.

I didn't find any useful clues...

Jiang Jiuli stared nervously at the cat's paw bell. Now there was no better way besides waiting.

Even if they want to exchange the Pearl of Knowledge for Jiang Yulu's life, the two of them have no channels to connect. Even if they do, there is a high probability that the demon clan will collect the things and not let them go. This method is not safe.

If you take the initiative to expose the location of the Pearl of Knowledge, it will only cause greater trouble.

And now there is nothing I can do even if I want to change it. Diao Bao has swallowed the Pearl of Wisdom, and I don’t know what will happen.

The strength of the spiritual crystal was so high that even Ren Jie couldn't break it open even if he hit it with a black brick...

Diao Bao was given to him by Yaoyao to take care of, but he just went into hibernation for a day or two. No matter what, Ren Jie didn't want anything to happen to Diao Bao.

At present, we can only take one step at a time...

"By the way...you don't want to write a thank you letter anymore?"

Jiang Jiuli was shocked: "Ah! Time is running out!"

I was so busy with my second sister's affairs that I forgot about this. If I couldn't finish writing tonight, the debt collectors from Shunda Company would come to my door tomorrow and lock me in a loop space to write, and I wouldn't be able to participate in the team competition.

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With the number of badges I have now, it will be difficult to advance to the main event...

Jiang Jiuli couldn't care about anything else and continued to write hard.

Ren Jie, on the other hand, was studying the express delivery from Jiang Yulu, waiting for news from Cheng Lin, and observing Diao Bao's condition...

On a whim, Ren Jie couldn't help but ask Hongdou: "By the way... have you heard of the Pearl of Wisdom?"

Upon hearing this vocabulary, Anko's pupils shrank, and then she rolled her eyes and said, "Ah, I have a sword stuck on my head. I have forgotten a lot of things. Such familiar vocabulary, why can't I remember it?"

"You help me pull out the broken sword. Maybe I will remember that as a tenth-level powerful person, I once stood on the top of the mountain and loved to collect rare treasures. I know a lot of things."

However, Ren Jie curled his lips and left the world in the painting without giving Hongdou any chance to negotiate terms with him...

In the living room, only the rustling sound of Jiang Jiuli's writing echoed...

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In Tiecheng City, all the Demon Suppressing Officers from the Demon Suppressing Division were dispatched, cooperating with the Daxia Defense Force and Longjiao members to conduct a blanket search of all areas in the city, never sparing any corner.

To ensure that no hourglass arrangement remained in the city, no one noticed that pink light flashed from time to time in the depths of the pupils of several demon-suppressing officers...

In the upside-down world opposite Tiecheng, Longjiao also conducted a comprehensive search and cleared out a wave of high-level demons in various areas, clearing the way for tomorrow's team competition.

But similarly, there is nothing abnormal in the upside-down world. Everything echoes the iron city on the ground, just like the world in the mirror...

In the upside-down world, the overall building of the District 1 Suppressing Demon Division headquarters appears cold and dark, with many collapsed places and cracks on the walls.

It's just that the cracks are being repaired bit by bit, and the collapsed areas are also slowly recovering...

At this moment, there were seven or eight dragon-horned warriors standing outside the headquarters, their steel swords still stained with demon blood.

Hundreds of mutilated demon corpses were scattered on the ground, turning into ashes little by little...

Looking around, countless demons crowded the streets, buildings, and even lying on the rooftops, densely packed, roaring at the Dragon Horn warriors, but there was fear in their eyes and they did not dare to take a step forward.

The Dragon Horn warriors just stood here quietly, half-opening their eyes, looking at the demonic group...

The Demonic Underground Prison.

I saw a tall man wearing a black military uniform with dragon horns and a steel handle at his waist. He had a dark mask on his face and a mandrill with iron drawings and silver hooks written on it in vermilion. He was walking forward with great strides.

The demons in the Alcatraz Prison are so powerful that when they see humans approaching, they all rush up like crazy. However, any demon that comes close to a man will be torn apart and crushed before they even get close.

Walking along, the corridor was splashed with blood. We arrived at the 18th floor of Alcatraz Prison

The thick steel door opened, there was no demon on the 18th floor, and cold lights flickered.

There was only one cell in it, with rusty iron bars on the thick iron bars, and a person locked in the empty cell.

His whole body was tightly wrapped and wrapped in beige cloth, his legs were together, and his arms were wrapped in front of him. The bright red blood continued to seep out and dye the cloth red.

18 golden dragon-suppressing nails were inserted deeply into his body, piercing it, covering the heavenly spirit, seven orifices, throat, heart, pipa bones, spine and other parts.

And the golden chains locked his neck, feet, and body, and tightened them, nailing them into the void.

At his feet, a huge golden Bagua array emerged, spinning and emitting golden light. No demons could enter the array, and they would all be crushed into fly ash...

Even the golden forbidden words flashed on the cloth strips. Obviously...this was Lu Qianfan's handwriting.

Even after all these years, it still hasn't worn out at all, and has become even more stable.

The tall man narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems... the seal has not been loosened. The Hanged Man, haven't you seen him for a long time?"

I saw scarlet light blooming from the eyes of the mummy-wrapped Hanged Man, and blood gushing out from the dragon-suppressing nails. He smiled strangely, and the eerie laughter echoed in the empty cell:

"Martial soldier? I remember you. The stupid young man who followed Lu Qianfan back then has grown up now, right?"

"Jiejiejie, where's Lu Qianfan? Why doesn't he come to see me? I'm curious, what happened to his injury..."

The soldier said coldly: "I won't bother you anymore. Brother Lu's injury has healed..."

The Hanged Man was startled, and then his laughter became sharper:

"Alright? It can't be cured! Those are the fatal scars left by Master Fool at the risk of being backlashed, and they can't be cured!"

"Hahahaha, I understand. He has embarked on that road, a dead end road with no way back. To trade a magic spring for Lu Qianfan's life? It's worth it! It's worth a fortune!"

"How long can Lu Qianfan live? Can he still be as arrogant as before? Hahahaha..."

The Hanged Man's wild laughter echoed in the cell. The laughter was filled with joy and endless resentment.

The soldier sneered and said: "Madman... you can think of whatever you want. Are you going to reveal the secret of the Time and Space Demonic Abyss?"

"If you tell me, we can give you a happy..."

The Hanged Man smiled grimly: "I owe all this to Lu Qianfan. Even if I die, I won't tell you, and you won't want to know!"
Chapter completed!