At that time ten years ago, Huangfu Yi, who was only six or seven years old, once thought that the man wearing the mask of the ancient beast with fangs was probably not an ordinary human or royal family.

If this is the case, then the other party's voice may, more or less, not be real.

During those hundred days, the masked man said very few words in front of Huangfu Yi. Apart from nodding, answering, and rejecting, he just gave simple verbal orders as simple as possible.

Including Huangfu Ruozhou, the lord of Nghe An County, and Wu Weizi, the "Master of the Hunting Guard" who always only obeyed the orders of the famous prince in the imperial capital, as well as the master of the Ninth World Hall, they all bowed respectfully and submissively in front of that man.

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Even if the interference from the sound is eliminated, Huangfu Yi can be sure by relying on the masked man's eyes and breath:

This person is definitely not his biological father, Huangfu Ruozhou, who once drank Huangfu Yi's heart, liver, blood and flesh to prolong his life in an attempt to become immortal.

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Ten years later, at this very moment, Huangfu Yi is lying in the same broken coffin as he was ten years ago.

He is still like a lanky piece of juvenile "fresh fish" under the sword.

Huangfu Yi struggled hard twice more, and suddenly found that his hands and feet were being tightened even tighter.

Only this aspect is completely different from the scene ten years ago.

Unexpectedly, they also use something similar to the "Tie Immortal Vine"!

Even to describe him as if he were a living corpse resurrected from the dead is not an exaggeration.

That's right, this person is not the same person ten years ago!

The surrounding light was very dark. However, there was no interference or obstacle for Jiu Xiaohan's natural night vision ability.

"Perhaps, in such a ghost place, shoes are probably a symbol of status..."

That is to say, in the underground black wolf cave, when Jiu Xiaohan was tied up hand and foot, the vine lock used by the opponent became tighter and tighter as he struggled against it.

Jiu Xiaohan wanted to struggle to stand up from the ground, but found that he could not move at all and could only watch helplessly:

At first glance, those lingering and mysterious gases are very similar to the gases that the male and female giant anacondas exhaled from their nostrils before.

Jiu Xiaohan subconsciously pulled out the white ribbon that he always carried with him and covered his mouth and nose tightly. Then, he quickly ran to the door and pushed open the door of Master's quiet room with one palm.

However, before she got close, she unexpectedly discovered that dark green smoke was continuously seeping from the inside out through the gaps between the closed doors and windows.

Less than half a foot away from her, two legs appeared wearing a pair of black high-waisted, thick-soled leather military attaché boots.

Huangfu Yi didn't hear the opening and closing of the tomb's stone door, so he had no way of determining whether the masked man was still here.

Moreover, in almost the blink of an eye, Jiu Xiaohan's whole body was surrounded by more and more "baby anacondas", which made him feel depressed and disgusted.

Among them, many men had shackles on their feet and were wearing death row uniforms. They were sitting crookedly next to the iron bars, or lying on the ground like her.

At that time, one chamberlain eunuch was facing another high-ranking official who was flaunting his power and bullying others. He had such a flattering face. And the official was very fond of his behavior.

"Hmph! Stop playing tricks with me! Get up and get to work!"

What's even more terrifying is that from those two bloody holes, he is still crawling out one by one strange insects, which look very much like those young anacondas that still have fetal membranes.

When he died, the remaining fairy soul of Li Wu actually merged into one with the remaining demon soul of the old demon king Rong Xiao who had committed many crimes and attempted to destroy the world.

Jiu Xiaohan really wanted to open his eyes and see the surrounding environment clearly.

If Huangfu Yi was not Huangfu Yi, but just Liang Ziyu, even though he was trapped in the tomb and coffin, with no way to save himself; however, at this moment, what he was thinking about should be:

This set of standard slave-like official accents was a perfect reproduction of a similar scene that Jiu Xiaohan had seen before during his Qingxin Temple.

With Jiu Xiaohan's keen sense of smell, other smells within his reach were not very good either.

Judging from the size and length of the boots, this person should be at least five feet three to four feet tall.

At this moment, if it were Li Wu or Liang Ziyu, what he was most worried about now was not his own life or death, but the whereabouts and condition of Jiu Xiaohan.

However, he is not just Liangziyu, not just Liwu!

He just narrowed his eyes slightly, sneered twice from behind the mask, and turned around.

But, he was so dumb, he was basically awake now.

Even very quickly, Jiu Xiaohan could feel that the surface of his skin under his robe was being eaten by those strange insects.

The air was not only mixed with the smell of moldy earth foam, the smell of fresh flowing blood and the smell of long-solidified blood, but also a smell of sulfur similar to the volatilized smell of hot spring pool water.

He said with a snort to Jiu Xiaohan, and with a slight force of his thighs, this idiot with official boots shook off the hug and pull of Jiu Xiaohan's thin arms.

However, Jiu Xiaohan can feel:

However, almost at the same time, the master looked back at Jiu Xiaohan, who had slowly fallen at the door and was about to lose consciousness. When Jiu Xiaohan looked at him, she was suddenly stunned.

It’s hard for Huangfu Yi to imagine:

When one day in the future, Jiu Xiaohan learns that it is "Liang Ziyu" who has been feeding and training those black wolves with his own heart and soul, so that they will obediently obey his orders and become his most loyal guardians;

At that time, how would she feel?

In the empty Qingxin Temple, I ran around and shouted, looking for my master Wuweizi and the "Wolf Young Master" Liangziyu who had become my sworn brother.

"You brat! Don't pretend to be dead for me? I'm telling you, this trick is useless. Get up now!"

As early as more than five hundred years ago, the God of War Liwu followed Fairy Jingchu, who had already turned into a blood-red blue flower, and fell into the heaven one after another.

Jiu Xiaohan, who was still a little confused, dreamed:

Even when hugging the thigh of that "idiot" with official boots, Jiu Xiaohan closed his eyes slightly and narrowed his blue night vision eyes.

Not only do they look extremely vicious and bloodthirsty, but they can actually sometimes walk upright on their hind legs and use human gestures to communicate.

At the same time, Jiu Xiaohan stayed close to the ground and glanced behind the person through the gap between the other person's two thick legs.

She secretly screamed in her heart: It hurts so much...

That weird laughter, as cold as ice and full of murderous intent, echoed in this empty ancient tomb chamber for a long, long time.

Also, it can't be Jiu Xiaohan - Jiu Xiaohan's unique pair, but her strange blue eyes, Huangfu Yi has already engraved them in his heart and will never forget them in this life!

Just like the current situation "Liang Ziyu" is in, it is the same.

His ferocious gong-breaking voice raised his voice a little louder and shouted to her:

Jiu Xiaohan, who was lying on the ground, was kicked several times in the stomach and knees by someone unknown.

This person's height is approximately over five feet six inches, but probably less than six feet.

It seems that this time, the person who captured him alive will use the "Trapped Immortal Curse" just like him!

A few months ago, after Huangfu Yi escaped from Ngee An County's palace, he evaded pursuit and spent a lot of time in Bieqing'ao, which is hundreds of miles away from Qingxin Mountain and adjacent to Ngee An County.

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Jiu Xiaohan was about to put her hands on the ground and sit up again, but in order to prevent anyone from seeing her strangely colored eyes, she kept her head lowered.

Li Wu originally thought that he and Lan Jingchu could not be born together, but they could always "die together", right?!

As a result, He was wrong!

Maybe the man was just a few steps away from the coffin, and he was no longer visible from the perspective of Huangfu Yi lying down.

From the posture of the opponent's legs and feet, we can initially judge that he is more or less a stupid "idiot" with a bad temper.

Finally, he found the relatively safe underground black wolf cave, which he temporarily used as a shelter.

Not only that, he also stepped hard on the back of Jiu Xiaohan's hand that was covering his stomach.

At the same time when the sturdy "idiot" in official uniform and official boots had just walked into the iron cage, most of the prisoners on death row expressed a fear from the deepest part of their hearts, a fear even more powerful than the fear of death.

The feeling of fear...

However, until now, Jiu Xiaohan still doesn’t know:

Those black wolves with unusually strong bodies, almost all of which are more than twice the size of ordinary ones, are they naturally self-refined, or have they been raised as demons by humans?

Gradually, there was a noisy sound in my ears, which seemed to be a little hoarse. It sounded like a broken gong that was being beaten randomly, which was very irritating.

Seeing that Jiu Xiaohan moved again under his feet, the thick-legged official-booted man yelled impatiently again.

"Where are you?"

He is even more so, Huangfu Yi!

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"Master...?"

They were buried together in the Hell's Cave of Stone Bone Mountain... and together they suffered all kinds of hellish torture for five hundred years.

Just before she fainted due to the stronger poisonous mist and closed her eyes, at that moment, Jiu Xiaohan seemed to vaguely see:

My master, Wu Weizi, who had been ill in bed for several months and had not woken up for several months, unexpectedly sat upright from the couch.

What he has all over his body is a domineering attitude of "the softer you are, the harder he will be."

Jiu Xiaohan glanced over and saw that there were about forty or fifty people.

However, for some reason, her eyelids felt as if someone had stuck a seal on them or hung a heavy weight on them. They were so heavy that she couldn't open them.

The master's eyes that stared fiercely at Jiu Xiaohan were like two bloody black and red holes.
To be continued...