The night was dark, but there were two figures shuttling quickly between them.

To the tyrant's surprise, Yan Qi's cultivation was not weak.

At least there are three products in the shackle realm.

That way, they have a better chance of destroying the Black Whale Dungeon.

"This is it. ”

A moment later, Yan Qi led the tyrant to the outskirts of Red Smoke City, in a dark, eerie forest.

Across the forest, you can feel a strong repressive force.

It's like sucking away all the tyrant's cultivation.

The tyrant frowned: "Didn't you say that this power will suppress cultivation, why do I feel like I'm going to suck away the power?"

"It's just a delusion. ”

Yan Qi smiled bitterly, "There are many martial artists who are imprisoned here, and they will all collapse by the mentality tormented by this illusion, and there are even people who feel that they will be suppressed to the Tongshen Realm, and as a result, they commit suicide in prison, and they are all gone." ”

Hearing this, the tyrant couldn't help but pout, and said contemptuously: "Even if you can really absorb power, you shouldn't kill yourself, it's a big deal to start over after you get out of prison, and you just come back from cultivation." ”

Yan Qi shook his head.

Coming back from cultivation?

How easy it is to say that!

The two lingered outside the forest for a moment, then continued on their way, and finally stopped in front of an ancient well.

Around the ancient well, the leaves are falling everywhere, and if you see it during the day, you may still be able to give birth to some cold and cold autumn elegance, but at this moment, this scene is very similar to the scene in the ghost and strange scenery.

It's weird.

"The dungeon is inside the ancient well?"

"Hmm. ”

Yan Qi nodded and said, "Actually, under this entire forest, there is an underground prison, and this dry well is the entrance to the dungeon. ”

"What the hell!"

The tyrant scolded secretly, raised his hand and wiped it on his face, urging the face change technique, and changed his face again.

In the next second, he jumped down.

And in the First Thief King's Mansion, the dinner is coming*.

The thieves all had red eyes and were full of wine, making them feel like they were in the sky.

This feeling is really amazing.

Tang Xie finally understood why these people would rather fall into the border and risk being assassinated, but also drink these Meng Po soups.

Are Hundred Trees City's vintage wines good?

Naturally, it is.

But compared to this Meng Po soup, the taste is much worse.

Even if you are not an alcoholic, if you have tasted this wine, you will fall.

Tang Xie only felt that he was in the clouds, and his skin and flesh seemed to be attached to flames, although it was hot, it was extremely pleasant.

At this moment, Yan Xiu, who was sitting opposite him, was shocked.

Immediately, Yan Xiu got up, hugged his fists and said, "Big brother, brothers, I still have to guard the dungeon, so I'll go back first." ”

"Good. ”

The crowd didn't hold on much, and waved goodbye.

Tang Xie was startled, his drunken eyes suddenly returned to his senses, and he raised his wine glass: "Fourth brother, why are you in such a hurry to leave, drink two more glasses." ”

"Old Seven, you've drunk too much. ”

Yan Xiu smiled, then flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.

The moment he turned around, Tang Xie clearly saw a touch of coldness in his eyes.

Could it be that the tyrant is exposed in the dungeon?

But if this is the case, why did Yan Xiu return alone without saying a word?

"Fourth, this is too cautious. ”

Zhong Hammer's eyes were hazy, and while adding fish meat to his mouth, he muttered, "With his cultivation, he can return to the dungeon with just a few glasses of wine, why be in such a hurry?"

When Tang Xie heard this, he suddenly became a spirit.

A few glasses of wine?

Doesn't that mean that there isn't much time left for the tyrant?

Thinking of this, Tang Xie also stood up, deliberately tripped his tongue and said, "Brothers, I can't drink anymore, I have to go back to sleep." ”

"Old Seven, you kid can't go, have a few more drinks with me. Zhong Hammer grabbed Tang Xie with a reluctant expression.

Tang Xie knew that it was not so easy to leave, so he poured himself a full cup and arched the cup to everyone: "If I drink the last cup, it will really not work, Xiao Qi is not talented, it is a great blessing to be able to become the seventh thief king, I would like to give you a cup here." ”

These words made the thieves all useful.

Those who are thrilling and unsafe have been released.

However, when he was about to walk out of the main hall, one of Chai Dehai's cronies suddenly got up and offered to send Tang Xie back to his house, which really gave Tang Xie a headache.

If you have a tail, I'm afraid it's even more difficult to tell.

At this time, Zhong Hammer suddenly slapped the table and shouted: "What to send, are you looking down on my seventh brother, dozens of cups of Meng Po soup, and those who can still drink it can't go home?"

"Haha, that's what the second brother said!"

Tang Xie laughed and said in his heart, this special god assists.

Immediately, he also followed the example of Zhong Hammer and scolded the cronies.

When the cronie sat down, his face was full of suspicion.

Out of the Thief King's Mansion, Tang Xie used cultivation to suppress the drunkenness, and at the same time spread out the vast divine sense, looking for the breath left by the tyrant and Yan Qi.

"Found it. ”

Tang Xie suddenly opened his eyes and swept up.

Soon, he saw Yan Xiu's figure from a distance.

The other party is fast, and Tang Xie is also not slow.

Because his current cultivation is in the seventh grade of the Tongshen Realm, Meng Po Tang can suppress the cultivation of the Shackles Realm, but he is not affected.

On the other hand, in the dungeon.

The footsteps of the tyrant and Yan Qi both came to a standstill because of the appearance of a figure.

"Didn't you say that Yan Xiu was the only one guarding the town?"

"yes, how can this be!"

"I'm ......"

The tyrant clenched his fists and almost wanted to hit someone.

Not far ahead, a person was slowly walking towards them, step by step, not hurrying, but giving people a sense of danger that could not be explained.

When his face appeared from the darkness, Yan Qi suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Strict, strict thief. ”

"What are you talking about?"

The tyrant tugged at his ears, a little unable to hear what Yan Qi said.

Yan Xiu didn't go to the dinner, and when the two of them left, they clearly saw Yan Xiu still pushing glasses and changing glasses with others at the wine table!

However, the tyrant took a closer look, and it was indeed Yan Xiu's face.

The only difference is that this Yan Xiu's aura is far less powerful than the one at the dinner party.

The tyrant sounded a secret method of the monk, and immediately frowned.

Muttered, "This is a clone?"

"Good eyesight. ”

Yan Xiu hooked the corners of her mouth, and her playful smile made her soul tremble, "It's a pity that the two of you stepping into the dungeon are already a capital crime!"

With that, he leaned forward slightly, revealing a strange posture.

It looked like he was about to fall to the ground at any moment.

A moment before he fell, suddenly, like an arrow off the string, he rushed out.

"What the hell is this, the viper is a spirit!"

Looking at Yan Xiu, who was quickly approaching, the tyrant let out a scream.

At this time, Yan Xiu was indeed like a poisonous snake, his body was completely tilted, almost parallel to the ground, his waist was soft and boneless, and he was swinging from side to side, and electricity came.