"I heard that she has been in the limelight recently. I think her bloodline talent is even better than yours."
Nanwu said softly.
He has been stationed at the Immortal Mountain, but that doesn't mean he knows nothing about the situation outside.
Especially since the Lord has just been here recently, he is naturally more concerned about these things, so it is not difficult to hear relevant news.
It was a pity that the Lord originally sent him to arrest Bai Lisnuo, and then imprisoned her alone here. He thought that the Lord cared about her the most.
Who would have thought that all this was actually for her daughter?
Nanwu's vicissitudes of life narrowed his eyes slightly, and said sarcastically: "I blame my own negligence for this matter. At that time, I only thought that your daughter was born with her spiritual roots cut off and was a waste. Who would have thought... that it was a mother like you?
My dear, you did it yourself? But then again, you are really cruel, to be able to do this to your only bloodline."
Bai Lisnuo didn't seem to hear him and didn't give him any response at all.
But Nanwu didn't mind.
He took a step forward, stared at Bai Lisnuo, watched the dark red blood on her wrist being swallowed silently by the black vines, and showed a strange smile.
"So, you knew how outstanding her bloodline talent was from the beginning, right?"
"Actually, I'm quite curious about her. After all, there are very few people who can surpass the talent of the goddess of the Baili clan who was famous in the realm of the gods."
Nanwu's voice echoed softly.
"I really hope I can see her one day."
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Ye Xiyue and Emperor Shitian walked inside.
After passing the area in front where a large number of prisoners were held, we gradually entered the restricted area.
There are no longer square prison cells on both sides, but black walls.
This wall is also made of stacked human bones. It is uneven and looks extremely rough.
But because these bones were all taken from practitioners, and they were all powerful practitioners, when piled together, they easily formed an invisible cold aura.
A candle was burning at intervals on the wall, and the pale light pulled out the figures of the two people and cast them on the ground.
The further inside, Ye Xiyue became more cautious and vigilant, lowering her head slightly, maintaining a humble and nervous posture.
No matter how much she longed in her heart, except for the first glance, she never looked at both sides, her eyes were always focused on the ground a foot in front of her toes.
As she looked at it, she suddenly noticed something strange: there was no blood on the ground.
On this road, the Xanthium man just dragged people along, but why didn't he leave any traces of blood on the ground?
At that time, the prisoner's body was clearly covered in scars. Logically speaking, if he was dragged there, there would be traces on the ground.
Can……
Ye Xiyue frowned slightly.
She suddenly remembered that since entering here, she had indeed not seen a drop of blood outside the cell!
The rich scent of blood filling her nose constantly reminded her of what a purgatory-like place this was, but the clean ground was really weird.
Suddenly, she heard a small sound.
From the corner of his eye, he could see a black vine as thick as a thumb spreading silently under the wall on the right front.
With just one glance, he retracted into a recess in the wall.