Prison.

Built over the Holy City, where the aura is forbidden layer after layer.

If there is no one to guide you, or if you have a pass to the Holy City, you can't find a place at all, and no one can imagine that it will be hidden in the sky.

It's bitterly cold here, and every gust of wind seems to blow deep into your bone marrow.

Ordinary criminals are locked up in dungeons, and only those who have committed the most heinous crimes or are extremely vicious will be locked up in prisons.

After Jimoya arrived in the Holy City, he asked the five elders to help him get the pass of the Heavenly Prison and went straight to here.

With a complex mood of anxiety, nervousness, disgust, and hatred, when he came to the outside of the prison, he was a little hesitant to enter......

He was outside the No. 1 Heavenly Prison, and he could see the big demon inside, a figure as big as a house, crouching there quietly at the moment, motionless.

He paused for a moment, a complicated light flashing in his eyes, "Fifth Elder, I want to go in alone, please wait here." ”

Jimo Yifan didn't embarrass him, mumbled, and stopped in place.

Ji Moya walked in.

His expression was cold, and his posture was a little undetectable stumbling and embarrassed, and he was afraid......

He was afraid to face such an illusion, but he had a strong desire to see ......

A large bird with messy feathers was crawling in a corner of the prison, and the cold wind like a knife blew on its body, so that its wounds could not be healed, and it kept oozing blood......

Its claws were vigorous and vermilion, originally as if they had the power to tear the sky, but now they were soft and stretched, and the claws were also scarred.

Small, like a flying needle and a knife.

After that, it was carefully cleaned, but it was still a small hole, bleeding.

Its head was weakly tilted, its eyes drooping, and there were flame patterns on its eyelids, like a cloud of flames, like a blazing sun.

However, at this time, there were also a lot of scars.

On the neck, on the body, the feathers on the wings are not intact, a demonic aura rushes in the face, the wind blows, the feathers are broken and flying everywhere, colorful glass, spectacle and magnificent.

……

The more Ji Moya looked, the more desolate his heart became, and he tried to find a trace of the once shining, delicate and lovely figure on its body.

No!

This is a big demon, a big demon!

Jimoya has a thousand words, and I don't know where to start.

His fingers, trembling, couldn't help but want to touch the scars on its body......

The heartache is overwhelming.

At this moment, the originally drooping demon, as if knowing his arrival, struggled and raised his head.

It opened its big glassy eyes and looked over.

The eyes shone with scales and scales, bewitching, like a beam of light.

Suddenly, Ji Mo Ya was stunned, and this demonic gaze made him seem to return to the light of the cold snake demon when he was a child......

In the darkness, there was nothing but the eyes of the snake demon, staring at it coldly and mercilessly......

Jimoya's trembling fingers calmed down, and his heart slowly hardened.

It's a demon!

"Demon girl, you're a half-demon clan, right?"

Only a half-demon can cover up the aura of the demon clan so perfectly that the half-saints have not been able to find out.

When the big demon heard the word demon girl, the glass light in his eyes dimmed a little, and it whistled, his voice was intermittent and weak, and he struggled to get up, wanting to go to Jimoya.