The night was thick, the noise in the city gradually became quiet, and the shrill cold wind yelled at the high place, as if a hundred ghosts were walking at night.

In the deepest part of the shack area, there was an inconspicuous dilapidated wooden house. The house was empty, with only nine wooden benches and a square wooden table. An old man with snow-white hair and empty and dark right eye walked into the door and took it out

The flint, click, click lit a piece of candle by the door, brushed away the dust on the table and stool, and then sat down and closed their eyes to rest.

Soon, people pushed the door open one after another, with different ages, clothing and temperaments, including the man with crutches, who were looking for a seat to sit. Most of them looked mediocre and were definitely not heroes, but their eyes were deep.

Unpredictable, it is clearly experiencing the vicissitudes of the world.

After all the people were counted, the white-haired and one-eyed old man slowly opened his eyes and said in a hoarse and low voice: "Yu Jing, you say it first!"

The man with a crutch, Yu Yan, said straight to the point: "Hu Zhiping was killed because of the robbery of food, and the others have to endure it for a while. Tonight, Yang Tao, a young man from the Medicine Demon Palace, claimed to be Bai Daozhong, Zhongyuan.

He is very skilled and actually claims to break out of the Scorpion City. Should he trust Yang Tao? Let's make an idea."

The white-haired and one-eyed old man nodded slightly: "Wang Tong, tell me."

A thin middle-aged man wearing a gray sheep robe rubbed his hands and said, "The origin of this surname Yang is mysterious. He suddenly appeared in the latest group of mine slaves the month ago. No one knows his true nature.

Identity. However, he had saved the blood skeleton and was quite appreciated by Xia Er and Xia Qi." Then he briefly told Fu Jingtao's experience after entering the Scorpion City.

Then Yu Yan snorted coldly: "As a matter of this, the person surnamed Yang is an opportunistic fence-brand, and it is not worth making friends with."

A man in gray pondered and said, "We all know what Xia Er's vision and ability are. Isn't it a lucky chance that Yang Tao can pass the test and win his recognition? Perhaps the appearance of this young man is what we are looking forward to."

A breaking opportunity!”

Another person shook his head and said, "The location of the Scorpion City is extremely secretive. How could ordinary people accidentally come in? I suspect that the person surnamed Yang was a secret messenger sent by Xiao Hen, with the purpose of overthrowing the old demon Qu, so he fanned the flames everywhere.

If you get on his pirate ship, you're afraid you won't have a good ending."

Everyone looked at each other and the atmosphere immediately became solemn. Because Blood Jade Ores are very important for practice, all major forces of the Heavenly Demon Sect have installed capable generals in the Demon Scorpion City to supervise each other and check and balance each other, so as not to suffer losses when distributing ores.

.In order to compete for more benefits, the demons of various factions even fought for life and death. For example, the current city lord Qu Yaoxian, who killed the previous city lord Li Mengkuang, took over the throne. If he got involved in this power struggle, it would be dangerous.

Extremely high.

Wang Tongdao: "Qu Yaoxian is ambitious and does not want to recognize Xiao Hen as the 'Demon Lord'. In recent years, he has devoted himself to practicing the secret magic technique of the Demon Sect, and is rushing to the innate realm, trying to compete with Xiao Hen."

The old man with all beard and hair was completely white and coughed lightly, waved his hand and said, "We don't need to pay attention to the dirty things inside the Heavenly Demon Sect! Lao Tang, we are already half buried in the loess, and we can't escape from the left and right, why not fight for it?

I believe Xia Er and the others will never go wrong and will not be deceived."

The white-haired and one-eyed old man Tang Miao sighed: "We have been trapped here for many years and struggled, but have never found any chance to leave the city. Seeing the old brothers passing by one after another, who is feeling better? I don't know when,

It's our turn to see the King of Hell. Although Yang Tao is suspicious, he is the most unique one in the Scorpion City! He chose to believe that he is indeed risky, but he is better than doing nothing and dying silently in this ghost place.

One hundred times - at least we still have the strength to kill people now!"

The old man with white hair and hair straightened his waist unconsciously, and his eyes were filled with light and light. He smiled and said, "Kill one is enough, kill two is profitable!"

Yu Jing said leisurely: "Only by using the blood of the demon can we wash away the humiliation of the past!"

"Don't do it!" "I just lost my head!"

Tang Miao nodded and said in a deep voice: "Since everyone has no objection, then let's fight him to the death!"

After the discussion, everyone left one by one as Tathagata. Tang Miao locked the door, moved the table, and then moved away the two stone slabs in disguise, and a square hole appeared on the ground. He raised the candle and followed the tilted stairs.

Go on.

The tunnel is narrow, only more than ten steps long, and at the end is a dark room several meters in radius. There are rows of simple wooden racks in the basement, and the shelves are densely filled with wooden signs. As the light pours in, it is

, I saw that the rough wooden signs were engraved with words - "Therefore, Mr. Li from Jianmen in Shushan is the position of Mingsheng", "Therefore, Mr. Xie from Xuanji Palace is the position of Wuji", "Therefore, Mr. Gu from Xuanyuanmen is the position of Yuan

"The position of new" and "The position of Chen Gong of the Qingcheng Sect is hidden from the position of Bai"...

The spirit cards are stacked layer by layer, as if heroic souls are attached to it, filled with a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

Tang Miao put the remaining candle in the hole in the wall, tidy up his clothes, bowed down solemnly, bowed and kowtowed, and bowed in total nine bowed and nine bowed. He slowly straightened his waist, stared at the countless spiritual positions in front of him, and whispered: "The soul is back."

, never forget your hometown; once your body dies, your spirit is with your spirit, and your soul is resolute and will become a ghost hero!”

Over the past decades, I don’t know how many heroes in the Central Plains were raped to the Scorpion City, and they lost their freedom and died in a foreign land. These spiritual cards are the only marks they left in the world and the last thought of returning to their hometown. Although unfortunately they became slaves,

They suffered persecution from the Demon Sect, but they did not forget their roots or their inheritance.

In order to avoid the eyes and ears of the Demon Sect, the spirit cards can only be stored secretly underground. The person responsible for guarding all this is the spirit guard.

The spirit guards have been passed down from generation to generation, and it is the eighth generation to Tang Miao. Seeing that the spirit cards accumulate more and more, they still cannot find a way to send out the Scorpion City and cannot let the heroic souls return to their hometown to rest in peace. Tang Miao is becoming more and more anxious. Facts

He was more eager to break the Scorpion City than anyone else to take off this invisible burden. But under the strict monitoring of the Heavenly Demon Sect, how could they have the opportunity to rebel? How could they successfully break out of the city?

Fu Jingtao's origin is mysterious and may not be worthy of full trust. If this son can trigger civil strife in the Scorpion City and make a group of demons turn against each other, why bother with his identity?

Let’s go all out, and make a fight for success or failure!

Tang Miao murmured: "Dear seniors, we are incompetent. We still cannot take out the method of breaking the city today and cannot let you rest in peace. If you leave the world with regret, what kind of face will I have to pay homage to you? This time, I will not talk about it.
Chapter completed!