These cultivators all looked like they were in a state of yellow face and thin muscles, and they had obviously been abused like this.

When those detainees saw Dong Wenfeng, some people directly ignored him, and some people were full of curiosity in their eyes.

The eyes of these two types of people can see that they have been detained for a long time, and those who have been detained for a long time have become accustomed to it, so naturally they will not feel unusual, only those who have just been imprisoned will watch, because they can find from Dong Wenfeng what they looked like when they were locked in.

"Boy, Elder Hei has explained, when you explain your situation clearly, it will be time to see you. ”

Keeping Dong Wenfeng's life is worried that Dong Wenfeng's teacher will come to the door, and things will not develop into an irreparable situation at that time.

It can be seen from this special prison that this mysterious organization's control over Drifting City is not weak, otherwise how could it be built under the noses of the dragon clan with many masters.

It is also possible that the dragon group has an inner ghost, and this inner ghost is very high-level, which can well erase the traces of these mysterious organization members.

No matter what the result is, it will be a disaster for Dong Wenfeng, and it will also be a disaster for Huaxia.

Now Dong Wenfeng is not so eager to get out of here, but wants to figure out what the purpose of this organization is, and what is the task that Mingyue wants to complete, which is the duty of a soldier.

"Squeak"

The door was shut, and the two members of the mysterious organization laughed as they discussed going to eat and drink.

Just as Dong Wenfeng was just sitting on the bed, an old voice sounded in the room, which directly frightened Dong Wenfeng and jumped up.

"Who, who's talking?"

Dong Wenfeng looked around, and in a corner of the room, Dong Wenfeng saw a gray-haired old man standing up from the ground.

Dong Wenfeng stared at the other party, and from the other party's cultivation, he found that he was just a cultivator at the peak of the prefecture level, but he felt a sense of crisis from the other party.

"Boy, that's my place. ”

The white-haired old man's voice sounded very old, but he was full of confidence, and his momentum and body were not at the same level at all.

"You didn't sleep here, I'll just rest here. Dong Wenfeng explained to the other party.

The white-haired old man turned around, and Dong Wenfeng found that there were no wrinkles on the other party's face, and his skin was not good, comparable to the delicate skin of a baby.

"This is my place, I can sleep if I want, and if I don't want to sleep that is my place. ”

The white-haired old man's voice was not as crisp as that of the elderly, but of the young people.

What made Dong Wenfeng feel even more incredible was that the other party didn't know when he appeared in front of him, and it didn't cause a trace of fluctuation in the space.

At such a level, let alone the peak of the earth-level, even a cultivator in the late stage of the heaven-level could not appear in front of Dong Wenfeng silently.

"Boy, the cultivation is good, he has reached the early stage of the heaven level at such an age, and he can be regarded as a genius. The white-haired old man didn't know where to take out a wine jug, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and said.

"Take a sip!" the white-haired old man handed the wine jug in his hand to Dong Wenfeng.

Dong Wenfeng took the other party's wine jug, wiped the spout of the pot with his hand, and poured a sip of wine into his mouth.

"Ahem"

Dong Wenfeng was choked so much that he squirted out the wine in his mouth, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier around the white-haired old man's body, blocking the wine that squirted out.

I just felt that the wine was about to burst out of my throat like a flame, and my throat was about to smoke.

"Haha, boy, this wine is good, isn't it!"

The white-haired old man laughed, snatched back the wine jug in Dong Wenfeng's hand, and poured a big sip into his mouth again.

Just when Dong Wenfeng's throat was about to burn, he felt a sweet smell rising from his chest, and it instantly covered the burning feeling.

"Huh," Dong Wenfeng exclaimed.

He felt a pure True Yuan coming up in his body, compared to the amount of True Qi he normally cultivated for a day.

This is definitely spirit wine, this kind of thing Dong Wenfeng has drunk for the first time, and he has only heard of it from other people's mouths in the past.

The so-called spiritual wine refers to the fact that there is spiritual energy in the wine, which can accelerate the cultivation speed of the practitioner.

This old man is definitely not simple, he is definitely not an ordinary cultivator of the earth-level peak, and maybe even the cultivation of this earth-level peak is fake.

"Boy, why were you caught by the people of the Dark Hall?" the white-haired old man asked curiously.

Dong Wenfeng said in a low voice with questions on his face: "Dark Hall." ”

The white-haired old man was surprised and shocked, "You don't even know about the Dark Hall, so why were you arrested?" ”

The white-haired old man suddenly jumped up from the ground, grabbed Dong Wenfeng's wrist, and felt that the other party had a stream of pure true yuan flowing into Dong Wenfeng's body, as if he was investigating something.

"Your kid's body is really powerful, it seems that your kid is not simple, it is estimated that he is the core disciple of which sect. ”

The old man muttered to himself, and a shocking momentum flashed through his body, giving people a delusional appearance.

Dong Wenfeng's true yuan is a mutated true yuan, and the true yuan of ordinary heaven-level cultivators can't suppress it, but he didn't expect that this mysterious old man in prison is only a ground-level peak cultivator who can suppress his true yuan with his true yuan.

"Hehe, I was completely confused when I was arrested, I don't know why the old-timers were arrested. ”

Dong Wenfeng was also curious, he needed to get information about this mysterious organization 'Dark Hall' from the other people here.

The white-haired old man seemed to be caught in some memory, his eyes were confused and disoriented, and his expression was very tangled and painful.

"When people get old, their memory is poor, so I'd better go to sleep first!"

When Dong Wenfeng saw the white-haired old man's expression, he thought he was going to tell some secrets.

Dong Wenfeng thought to himself: "Lao Tzu's pants are off, you actually told me this." ”

The white-haired old man went straight to the bed, and he didn't care how dirty the bed was, so he just lay down.

You must know that there are all kinds of garbage on this bed, and Dong Wenfeng even saw some insects crawling on it, not to mention how disgusting it was.

Unexpectedly, this white-haired old man said that he would sleep and completely ignore Dong Wenfeng in the stone room.

The bed was occupied, and Dong Wenfeng had to stay on the simple mattress on the ground, and there were more insects on the ground.

Dong Wenfeng took care of himself and recovered the power of the stars in his body and the trace amount of stars in his body, and whether he could successfully get out of trouble depended on whether he could use the power of the stars to untie the 'silver' rope on his body, but he didn't dare to make a big show, so he could only avoid the sight of the prison guards.

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