After listening to Nanfeng's crazy remarks, Shui Ling'er's heart was not only shocked and angry, but also hatred. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

His eyes were like knives, staring at Nanfeng and Yun Qing, and he secretly calculated: "These two villains are no longer enough to describe them as brutal. What they are doing now is to provoke the Six Realms War in the most crazy way. If we don't stop them as soon as possible, I'm afraid that the entire human world will be brutalized by them into a ghost world! I must find a way to escape from here as soon as possible and report the situation here to my aunt and uncle! It seems that their ghost soldiers have matured and have been scattered to all parts of the world. If my aunt didn't know how many troops Yunqing had left behind to guard the base camp of Nankeshan, and she went to destroy it, she was afraid that she would startle the snake. In the event of resistance, wouldn't she be more than lucky with her alone?"

He fell into a deep worry because of Xi Mutong, and he didn't notice that he had been dragged by Yun Qing, and he went down a few steps in a row to a dungeon.

As soon as you enter the dungeon, the stench of blood hits your face.

No matter how bold Shui Ling'er is, when she passes in front of that prison, she is so frightened that her back is cold, and her legs and feet are weak.

I saw that blood was splattered everywhere here, whether it was the ceiling or the floor, or the walls and the bars of the cells. The bloodstains are old or new, in short, it looks like they have never been broken.

In the corner of the cell, piles of human heads and bones were stacked on top of each other, many of which were still clinging to rotting flesh.

Walking into a clearing, rows of sharp iron hooks hung from the roof. On each iron hook, a human skin with hair hung is hanging. Because it was a living body peeling off, the human skin looked like it hadn't changed color.

This scene is really tragic and unbearable, and it is impossible to look at it directly, but I am afraid that it is the Abi Hell of the King of Yama, and compared with it, I will sigh to myself.

Shui Ling'er was afraid that Yun Qing would notice that he was trembling, so he hurriedly secretly used his true qi to protect his heart and lungs and calm himself down as soon as possible.

He looked around the dungeon and thought it was strange.

This Haiyan Town, which is just a town inhabited by ordinary people, how could such a terrifying dungeon be hidden? After careful study of the layout, I found that every cell here is separated by a certain distance.

Then he understood that this dungeon should be the cellar of the old townspeople's homes, dug to store seafood or salt. After the town was overrun by the ghost soldiers, these cellars were used by them, and they were connected to each other from the ground to form such a prison.

Shui Ling'er was already numb to the violence of these two people. When he walked through the prison cells again, no matter how terrible the scene was, he didn't feel frightened, and he didn't bother to scold, and he really began to save his energy just like Nanfeng said.

Still, he searched out of the corner of his eye all the way, trying to find out where the fifty newly captured townsfolk were being held.

Further inside, a miserable wail came, his heart sank, and he quickly squinted, and sure enough, he saw a large cell full of people.

Most of these people are elderly and children. I think it was because after the accident in the town, they were all hidden in the nearby mountains by the prime of their families, so they hid until now and were discovered. And those in the prime of life who hid them, needless to say, must have been killed.

Yun Qing opened a cell, pushed the water bell in, and warned in a vicious voice: "Little cub, you are now trapped in my ghost town, but you can't escape." You just stay honest with me, don't expect to play any tricks! When we finish our business tonight, we will leave for the Emperor God Palace tomorrow. Don't be anxious about watching others die. After this emperor god ascends the throne, you can also die like them!"

Shui Ling'er was tied firmly by the ghost rope, and the lock of the cell door was sealed, so it was really difficult to escape, so she was so anxious that she jumped the ground with her two feet, eager to jump out of the floor.

Seeing that the jump didn't work, he began to bang against the bloody wall again, trying to loosen the ghost lock on his body, but it still didn't work.

"What should I do, master, aunt, please, teach Ling'er how to escape from here! I must leave here tonight to rescue the townspeople! Now that I am here, how can I let them die in vain? But what will I do to break the damn ropes and seals?"

was in a hurry, when he suddenly heard someone call him: "Ling'er, Ling'er, come here!"

"Who's calling me?" he exclaimed, hearing the voice so familiar, "Is this ......?"

Turning his head, he saw Doudou, who had turned into a five-year-old child, lying on the side of the cell door and waving to him. (To be continued.) )