The lights shine, and murals appear in front.

The entire underground prison turned out to be like a glorious underground palace.

Mo Nan stepped into this underground palace, turning around and inexplicably felt a force of pressure.

"Strange!" Mo Nan felt that this amount of pressure actually came from the murals and the carvings around him. Unexpectedly, these things could even produce the power of pressure, which made him feel that hundreds of pounds of heavy objects were pressed on his shoulders.

Mo Nan was curious and unconsciously accelerated his pace.

The Zuo Guardian saw it, but smiled disdainfully, thinking to himself: Even if he is so active in jail, this guy is really strange.

After a while, Mo Nan was taken to a hall full of strange murals. The hall was as wide as two football fields. There were prisoners in it.

There were about thirty or forty people. Judging from their appearance, they looked disheveled and had a similar look to the prisoners in the ancient costume drama prison. Each of them was wearing iron chains and shackles with cold light on their hands.

Kat!!

With a crisp sound, Mo Nan was also put on heavy handshakes.

He frowned, his hands sank, and his whole body shook a few times. The moment he put on the handshakes, he actually felt the cold air coming from the handshakes, and at the same time, overwhelming pressure was pressing on him.

Even with his cultivation level, he was forced to sweat instantly.

"Hahaha~" The prisoners were very happy when they saw Mo Nan's sudden change. They were like this at the beginning, and they were so overwhelmed by the pressure.

"Yeah, you can still stand. You are the first one to be unpressed in so many years!" A killer beside the left guardian laughed, stepped forward and searched Mo Nan's body for a round of round, and found that there was nothing to confiscate.

Almost all Mo Nan’s things were kept for the old pig, so the old pig naturally accepted Mo Nan’s “relics” with tears in his eyes.

"You can stay here!" After the Zuo Guardian said that, he took a group of killers out.

Mo Nan felt it secretly for a while, then looked at the surrounding murals. If he guessed correctly, these murals were the reason for the power of pressure. Of course, there was definitely a problem with the cold handshakes on his hands, otherwise it would be impossible that the power of pressure would be increased so many times as soon as he was put on.

He saw that the group of prisoners did not come, and they were sitting in a corner together like warmth, and everyone looked at them.

Mo Nan ignored it, but looked at the murals around him seriously.

"The paintings on these walls are murals from a distance, and when you get closer, they are all convex and more like reliefs. Huh? This is a statue of a god?"

As Mo Nan looked at it, he suddenly found a human figure on the wall. It was really strange. How could he carve the back of a god statue on the wall?

He reached out and touched it, and the Six Heavenly Books in the sea of ​​consciousness did not show any of them.

"These images of gods are by no means true gods, and they do not belong to the way of heaven. Or there is only one fragment of the way of heaven, which is not enough to show such a god."

Mo Nan looked at it and found a lot of backs of the statues during the process. Suddenly, he felt the pressure around him lightening, as if he had reduced the weight by one or two percent.

But at this time he was not much or less, and he had just walked around to the place where the group of prisoners were.

It turned out that this place was a "low pressure zone". No wonder that it was such a big place, and everyone was crowded here.

"Hahaha, I'm finally here." The prisoners were interested one by one, staring at Mo Nan's comments.

"Oh, I came in at such a young age. What did you do?" an old man asked with a smile.

Another man who looked like a Taoist priest immediately laughed and said, "What else can such a young man turn around? He must have done something that cannot be done with a woman. Maybe it is possible that it is Mei Niang!"

"Boy, you won't kill your employer like me when you take on the task, right?" Haha." These prisoners who were bored and didn't know how long they were all interested.

Mo Nan did not hide it and said in a deep voice: "I killed Chai Hong."

The prisoners were stunned at first, and then burst into laughter. It seemed that no one of them would believe Mo Nan's words.

That's Chi Chaihong! The leader has no son or daughter, and this Chaihong is the heart of the deputy leader, so Chaihong is more like a prince, how could he be killed?

"It seems that a guy who sent fake information came!"

"Hmph, that bastard who you still killed Chai Hong? Why didn't you say that you killed the leader Bai Qi?"

Mo Nan's mouth was raised. This was the first time he heard that the leader had the title of "Bai Qi". In China, Bai Qi was the number one killing god in the Qin Dynasty. He was known as the slaughter of man. He once killed 450,000 enemy troops in one battle.

This leader dared to use Bai Qi's name. It seemed that he was indeed an ambitious hero. I am afraid that his heart was already at the point of being arrogant.

Thinking of this, Mo Nan simply sat down. He was waiting for the leader's call, but before that, he had to learn about what the leader was like from these prisoners.

...

Su Liusha was waiting calmly. She knew that the person she wanted to meet would directly determine her fate and Mo Nan's fate.

After waiting for more than two hours, she had not heard the leader's call yet, and she became a little anxious again.

"Come in!" Suddenly, a cold voice came out from the room.

Su Liusha's delicate body trembled. Although she had heard the voice of the leader many times, she still couldn't help but feel cold every time she heard it. The feeling of this leader was really terrifying.

After entering the house, there was only a dim light.

A man with a blurred face sat in front of him. Behind him was dark, as if there were many phantoms. It made people feel like they were crawled on top of their bodies by dozens of poisonous snakes at first glance.

This person is Bai Qi, the leader of the secret list!

In this room, there are no stools, only worship futons, Su Liusha can only walk up and kneel down, just like the etiquette of the ancient palace.

"Meet the leader!"

Bai Qi's voice was very ethereal. He just sat alone and felt a huge ferocious beast sleeping soundly, saying, "Who can make you give up your freedom and join the hidden guard?"

Su Liusha didn't want to explain too much and said in a deep voice: "I hope the leader will fulfill his wish! Let him have a way out!"

"snort!"

Su Liusha's body trembled again, and her hands couldn't help but tremble. The leader suddenly snorted coldly, making her feel a flood of murderous aura surged in, like a mountain of blood corpse, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Such a terrifying existence is that even if she practiced the "Massacre God's Art", she was not sure of killing the leader.

Bai Qi pondered for a while, and then suddenly said, "I'm so brave. A small candidate dares to kill Chai Hong. His whole family must be buried with you! And you, your mind cannot escape my eyes. Two days later, I will meet the presidents from all over the country. If you dare to release the murderous intention to me, I will deal with you in public!"

"Chief, I didn't mean it. How dare I disrespect you to the leader?" Su Liusha said hurriedly.

"No need to say more!"

Bai Qi snorted coldly, and suddenly an illusory shadow rushed forward from behind him. It was an illusory black hand with layers of carved shapes, similar to the arms of some god statues.

Bang!

The illusory arm grabbed Su Liusha's head and immediately sucked hard.

"Ah! Leader, you!" Su Liusha's whole body felt a burst of pain, and the strength in her body seemed to be absorbed all at once. She was immediately wet with cold sweat.

Bang--

The illusory arm sucked a few times, then suddenly threw it outside, throwing Su Liusha onto the doors and windows, causing a crisp sound.

"Have you actually practiced other techniques?" Suddenly, the leader's voice changed slightly, and his tone showed an unhidden greed.

...

Mo Nan waited in prison for two days, but no one came to him. The expected deputy leader did not appear.

His heart inexplicably became a little irritable.

The old man next to him had become familiar with Mo Nan. After all, they had talked a lot in the past two days, and Mo Nan also learned a lot of things from the secret list from him.

The old man's name on the secret list was Death Knit. He suddenly sighed: "Oh, today is the time for Bai Qi to meet the presidents! After today, the secret list will be quiet for another year. This old monster will go into seclusion after each meeting, and it will last for a year."
Chapter completed!