"So to apologize, that's impossible. ”

The thin old man shook his head as if chanting, and there was no expression on his thin face, only that he was extremely disbelieving.

After hearing these words, Ning Tao raised his eyebrows and said: "The old gentleman has studied it very thoroughly, it actually makes me feel like I suddenly realize, I don't know where the old gentleman is?"

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"Haha, you can't talk about it, a nobody is one, you just can't get used to the hypocrisy of your Holy See, otherwise you wouldn't stay in this ghost place. ”

The thin old man laughed casually.

However, Ning Tao was not, after a little look, this person was actually starved and thin, and there were all kinds of black and blue scars on his body.

It appears that a punishment has been imposed.

His eyes narrowed, and he suddenly said curiously: "Could it be that the old gentleman doesn't believe that the Pope will come over to apologize to me." ”

"I told you that it was impossible, everyone in the Holy See is so stubborn, and their head is naturally more stubborn, anyway, I have never seen him bow to anyone for so many years. ”

The thin old man was impatiently chewing on the weeds.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he sneered: "Although I don't know what you, the archbishop, have committed, but since you are locked up here, it also proves that death is not far away." ”

"Oh, why?" said Ning Tao in surprise.

"I don't know if you've heard the myth of the Twelve Apostles, but they built this cage to imprison the most heinous sinners. ”

"You don't understand that there was a powerful Prince of the Blood Clan who was imprisoned there and died on the third day, so be careful," he said, looking playfully as he swallowed the weeds.

Ning Tao was stunned for a long time, looking at the twelve iron pillars engraved with divine runes, he actually slowly closed his strange eyes.

The thin old man is just sarcastic pity.

In a castle room, Pope Peter looked out the window in a white coat, and before he knew it, a game began.

Behind him, a large word was written in a paper painting, which represented the first day of the game.

Time flies, three days pass in the blink of an eye.

In the dimly lit dungeon, filled with moss and shade, the mottled floor tiles reveal the vicissitudes of time.

The thin old man slept until he woke up naturally, lazily and skillfully pulled out a weed from the corner of the brick and put it in his mouth, the cool and fresh smell would let him know that he was still alive.

casually raised his head, glanced at randomly, but the next second he was startled, and the grass in his mouth was almost eaten.

"You... How are you still alive?"

The person he was referring to was naturally Ning Tao, who was woken up, gave him an angry look, and then showed surprise.

"Sir, am I alive now?"

The thin old man swallowed his saliva in disbelief, touched his head blankly, and muttered, "Could it be that I am dreaming?"

At this moment, Saka and Elose walked over proudly, but when they saw that Ning Tao was unharmed, their faces suddenly became strange, and there was an indescribable stunnedness.

But no one spoke, and Saka struck the iron pillar with his holy sword, and came closer to some of the scriptures he didn't know what to read.

When the two Elos sneered and left, the thin old man seemed to suddenly say: "It seems that there is something wrong with the cage, and now its power is stimulated, you will definitely die tomorrow!"

Ning Tao shrugged his shoulders with a casual expression.

The fourth day is fast approaching, the sun is already noon, and even the dimly lit dungeon can feel a hint of warmth.

The thin old man opened his eyes leisurely, skillfully pulled out a weed and stuffed it into his mouth, but when he looked up, the weed fell.

"You... How are you still alive, this can't be?"

Hearing this, Ning Tao said angrily: Why should I die if I live so well, old Peter hasn't come to apologize yet. ”

"You just have your spring and autumn dreams, and apologize, Lao Tzu must not have woken up yet, when I wake up, you will definitely die, you wait," said angrily, and fell asleep.

Eloth came over for a routine check, but found that Ning Tao was like no one, secretly increased the power of the runes and left.

Shouldn't it? Is the cage broken?

On the fifth day, it rained heavily in the Vatican, and a torrential rain fell like a white horse through a thick cloud.

Heaven and earth beads, connected into one!

Old Peter's wise eyes moved from the window to the table, on which was a big five-letter, and a letter.

It was sent by Huaxia Hongmeng, and it asked them how the alliance leader was, although the words were tactful, but it could be seen that he was anxious and had five days of attention, and he really made the right bet.

Immediately sneered, picked up the letter and walked to the flame, and threw it in without hesitation, not caring about everything about Hongmeng at all.

"There are five days left, Ning Tao, can you calm down any longer, I want to see if you pay or not......"

Old Peter's eyes flashed with sparkle.

Inside the dungeon, the howling wind was really cold.

"Tick tock......!"

Xu is rain is a little heavy, Ning Tao woke up slowly, but he looked at the cage not far away in confusion.

Why is that old gentleman still sleeping today?

Shaking his head slightly, he slowly closed his eyes and went to cultivate, but the calmer he was, the more he wanted to snatch Sophia back.

And after staying for a long time, ridiculous thoughts will pop up in my head, like whether Sophia and Cao Bin are doing well, whether they have changed their minds, etc......

Although he thinks it's nonsense, as long as he calms down, he will think wildly, when he left, he secretly promised Xinyue to take her mother back, but now, ...... He is still in captivity.

On the seventh day, the thin old man noticed that someone was pushing him, and he couldn't help but open his eyes with difficulty.

However, in the next second, the whole person was frightened, and his upper body ejected directly, with an expression like a ghost.

"You... How are you still alive, no, how did you get out, you... Stay away from me, don't come here......"

The thin old man looked at Ning Tao outside the cage with an incredulous expression, he actually came out of that cage.

The latter scratched his head slightly, and said with a dry smile: "I don't know very well, anyway, that's how it came out." ”

"You liar, that cage is the nemesis of all sinners, no one has ever escaped, this is impossible. ”

The thin old man exclaimed despite the changes in his body.

The former was just about to speak, but suddenly his face froze, and he instantly threw a spirit pill at him, saying, "You are having a high fever now, eat this, otherwise you will die." ”

As he spoke, he walked towards the cage.

Under the stunned expression of the thin old man, Ning Tao pulled open the two iron pillars and walked in.

It's as if it weren't an iron pillar, but two springs.

"Stomp on ......!"

Saka came with six knights with a black face and a menacing attitude, and kept reciting scriptures on each rune pillar.

The only effect is that the iron pillar is getting brighter and brighter, and there is a feeling of purifying the world, but it never works wonderfully.

After the six knights left, Ning Tao seemed to think of something, pulled out the iron pillar and drilled out of it, pulled one out of the place where the thin old man often pulled out the grass, and walked back in his mouth.

The thin old man's eyes were about to jump out, how could this be possible, this is a dream, this must be a dream......

On the ninth day, Pope Peter looked at an object with a solemn face, which was sent by Mo Yuntian, the first person in China.

Just wrote two simple words, "Release people!"

Huaxia also issued a warning to the Holy See through the relationship, but no one paid attention to it at all, and these two words were also consumed by the flames.

Pope Peter's face showed coldness, tomorrow is the wedding of Cao Bin and Sophia, and it is also the succession ceremony of the head of the blood clan, Ning Tao ...... I don't believe you can sit still!

Day 10......