Qinglong Mountain, Black Prison.

It is dark and cold and wet here, with hoarse wails and crazy laughter echoing all day long, like hell.

In a dim prison hole, the candlelight was like beans, swaying.

With the trance of candlelight, two figures could be seen in the cell.

A thin bone, with a shriveled flesh and blood all over his body, like a bull demon who had already entered the exhaustion of blood and energy.

A short oval fish demon with thin thorns on his body and a slightly funny appearance.

For two months, the two monsters have no communication and no interference with each other.

The bull demon lies quietly every day to practice, trying to absorb the thin spiritual energy in the black prison to prosper.

The fish demon holds a small calligraphy every day and sleeps at his desk to rush to manuscripts day and night.

He should be a literary master, and his works are very popular in the Black Prison. Even the little demon guarding the Black Prison is his fan.

On this day, the fish demon suddenly felt like he was inspiration, and it came out as soon as he said it.

He looked excited, and his writing made him even more shocked by the flying beasts and the phoenix danced and the snake danced.

It took me a long time to fight hard for the lamp to fight, but the fish demon put down his brush with a "pop" and laughed wildly.

"It's so refreshing, comfortable, and I haven't been so happy for a long time!"

After no one shared the joy, the fish demon was so painful that he turned his eyes on the bull demon.

The first time in two months, the fish demon was shocked.

Although this bull demon looked big, his skin was shriveled and wrinkled, just like a mummy who had just climbed up from the ground. Maybe he could get rid of it at any time.

"Awesome, awesome. The little demon has been in the black prison for so long. This is the first time I have seen someone who is jailed at your age."

The fish demon couldn't help but exclaim.

"I dare to ask why seniors are in jail?"

The bull demon turned his head with difficulty and glanced at the puffer fish demon.

This black prison is filled with terrifying dragon power. The stronger the strength, the more suppressed it will be.

In addition, he is now suffering from both blood and energy and has not received any supplies for a long time, so he feels very frustrated in the black prison.

"Well……"

Han Chen spoke with difficulty, but he was not breathing.

"Oh, senior, come on, don't worry, have a glass of medicinal wine to moisten!"

Seeing that Han Chen was about to die, the fish demon hurriedly took out the medicinal wine he had collected.

After drinking a cup, Han Chen felt warm all over and his voice became refreshed.

"Thanks."

"Senior, don't be polite. It's a fate that we can be locked in a prison."

The fish demon generously poured another cup for Han Chen.

"In the king of low swelling, he has been in the black prison for more than six years."

Han Chen nodded slightly and drank the medicinal wine in one gulp.

Although the medicinal wine has a very weak medicinal power, it is better than nothing in difficult times.

"How did you come in?" Han Chen's voice was hoarse.

The King of Pang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"When it comes to this, I am really ashamed. I fell to this point because of my pure blood affair with a strong Water Demon clan."

All major powerful tribes value bloodlines the most, and the pure blood of males in the tribe must be combined with the pure blood of females.

"Forget it, I won't mention this, senior, come on, Xiao Yao, I'll finish the manuscript today. We won't be drunk and don't return!"

When talking about the past, King Feng felt a little sad in his eyes and clinked glasses with Han Chen to drink.

"By the way, senior, how did you come in?"

Han Chen's mouth was slighted:

"I took action when several strong tribes are coveting my women with pure blood. Speaking of which, we are almost the same, both of them offended the strong tribe."

"Hahaha, I was angry with the beauty. I think the senior's wife must be a stunning beauty."

The king of pop smiled in a narrow smile.

Unexpectedly, this bull demon was so old that he was jealous of women and fought hard. It seemed that he was also a fellow man!

Han Chen smiled: "He is indeed a stunning beauty!"

"Since both seniors and Xiao Yao are all the same, it is because of fate that Xiao Yao just completed the masterpiece that Xiao Yao just finished today."

King Peng was excited and turned around and picked up a thick stack of manuscripts and placed them on the head of Han Chen's bed.

“I don’t have that deep study of literature, so…huh?”

Although Han Chen was not interested in writing and painting, he could not resist the anticipated gaze of King Feng. He could only pretend to be serious, pick up a manuscript, and lowered his eyes to look.

Immediately, his bull's eyes rounded and his breathing stagnated.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Han Chen quickly flipped through the manuscript. His dim bull's eyes had never been so bright, but his eye sockets and cheeks were sunk deeper against the backdrop of light and shadow.

"Senior, how about it?" Popular King looked confident.

"It's wonderful, it's indescribable..." Han Chen sincerely exclaimed.

The King of Pang laughed proudly:

"The manuscripts I have read from my seniors have not been colored yet. If they are all colored, the viewing effect will be better."

Damn, there are color pages?

"You are such a rare talent!" Han Chen praised repeatedly, dazzled.

The King of Pamper raised his head in an swelling manner:

"That's right, just a pile of manuscripts, I can sell 10,000 yuan in Xiaohuandan outside. I eat and drink well every day all depends on this skill!"

"Awesome, awesome."

Han Chen was dry and his mouth was dry, and his Adam's apple swayed slightly.

But while the two demons were having a good time, bursts of sarcastic laughter suddenly came from the corridor outside the cell.

"Hehe, what a beautiful little beauty!!"

"Beauty, come here quickly and let me take a good look at you!"

"Hehehehe, hahahaha!"

Soon, the Dedan Demon guarding the Black Prison led a pretty figure outside the prison hole of Han Chen and King Feng.

"King Niu Demon, the Jade-faced Empress is here to visit the prison!"

"ha?"

King Feng has been in the Black Prison for so many years, and this is the first time I heard that the Black Prison can visit the prison.

And what did the big demon who just guarded the black prison call this old senior?

King Bull Demon?

Although the black prison is closed, it is not unaware of any news.

Nowadays, Qinglong Mountain is the most famous one who kills twelve powerful clan pure-blooded descendants in one night, and fights against the twelve powerful clan elixirs. In the end, the Bull Demon King was shocked by the Qinglong King to break through the gate in advance!!

King of Bull Demon, King of Bull Demon?!

It shouldn't be the same monster!

"King."

Before King Pang came to his senses, the big demon guarding the black prison opened the prison door.

Immediately, a beautiful and charming girl rushed in and threw herself into the arms of the Bull Demon King, crying so hard that the pear blossoms were in the rain.

King Bull Demon comforted the girl while stuffing those valuable manuscripts under his butt.

Don’t be afraid of being crushed to pieces, you must keep your innocence in the world!

"King, you're suffering here!"

Seeing Han Chen's face with a jade face, his flesh and blood were shriveled, his eyes were filled with heartache.

If it weren't for her, why would the king have come to this point!

"Actually, it's pretty good here. All the inmates are talented, they speak nicely, and they are versatile."

Han Chen grinned.
To be continued...