"Haha, scream, scream! scream,

A monkey-faced young man on the island, dressed in a seven-star sky pattern, looked at a small wooden house not far away with a lewd smile on his face.

"Haha, Senior Brother Qiu, can you give one of the two girls in the house. ”

Another round-faced young man secretly stuffed a piece of gold in his hand into the monkey-faced young man's hand, and said with a look of longing.

"Well, it's a little less?!

The monkey-faced young man weighed the gold in his hand and said a little dissatisfied.

"What about this piece?"

The round-faced young man handed over another piece of gold, and said with some pain on his face.

"Senior Brother Gong, that little girl will be given to you, but that mature girl, don't move, he is reserved for Senior Brother Wang. ”

"Thank you, thank you, Senior Brother Qiu. ”

"Hehe, go, hurry up, we'll have to continue to the Tower of Hell in a moment!"

……

Seeing the round-faced young man flushed towards the cabin, he ran impatiently, and the fat man who was hanging above the bonfire burst into tears.

"Ah~~~ You bastards, don't move the Ling Pattern!

"Cut, don't talk about ghosts, even if you become the Lord of Yama, I'm not afraid!!, come on, continue to add firewood to me.?? One Reading Book ww?w・1?k?anshu・cc"

The corner of the monkey-faced young man's mouth showed an extremely cruel smile, and then with a wave of his hand, someone brought a bundle of firewood and continued to add firewood to the fire.

"Ah~~~"

"You bastards, just wait for our boss to skin you and whest your muscles!"

The fat man's body had been roasted by the fire, and his head had already been burned.

"You boss, you won't talk about that stupid night handsome, right? Hahaha! You're so funny! Xiao Jiu, you sue him, where does the middle road lead?"

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked young man suddenly covered his stomach and laughed loudly, while a short young monk in charge of the guy next to him put down the firewood in his hand and said very seriously:

"The Ancient Martial Realm Hell Tower, there are eighteen floors, from the first floor, each layer is like a hell of death, out of a hundred people, one hundred and twenty or thirty people can go out to be considered lucky. From the first layer to the eighteenth floor, the difficulty of the layers increased, and the eighteenth layer of the Senluo Palace, almost no one had come out of it for hundreds of years. Therefore, it is also called the forbidden land of death, and the direct connection to the eighteenth layer is the path chosen by Yeshuai. Senior Brother Qiu, I'm done!"

The short monk immediately picked up the firewood again and began to add it to the fire.

"Haha, I heard you! Dead fat man, what kind of dogskin boss you are, don't say he entered the forbidden land of death, even if he didn't enter, we can easily kill him! So, you better turn into a ghost and don't let me go. Hahaha~"

The monkey-faced monk laughed disdainfully again.

"Ah, get out of here!"

At this moment, a woman's miserable scream came from the cabin.

"Tsk, my palace junior brother is too anxious, and there is no foreplay at all.

Hahaha~

Suddenly, there was laughter all around.

"Bastard, you people from the Suo Xing Sect must not die well!"

The fat man roars hoarsely!

The people tied to the tree, though they had something in their mouths, all let out angry and painful roars.

"Hehe, it's you who can't die well! Dead fatty, and you, hurry up and howl to your heart's content! It's better to call your waste idiot boss, and I'll enthusiastically let him taste this roast suckling pig... Taste ...... Who?!"

However, just as the monkey-faced young monk had just drawn his knife and was about to cut off Lu Zichen's flesh piece by piece, he suddenly felt a chill in his neck.

The Suo Xing Sect monks, who were laughing just now, were immediately dumbfounded, and they all looked at the black-clothed young man next to the monkey-faced young man in surprise.

The anger is outrageous.

Murderous.

A pair of cold eyes, as if they want to annihilate a qiē here.

“…… You, who the hell are you?"

Seeing that the visitor didn't speak for a long time, the monkey-faced monk said in fear.

"Who is it?"

The corners of the black-clothed man's mouth rose slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Don't you know when you turn around and take a look?"

Hearing this cold and familiar voice, the monkey-faced monk suddenly shook his body, and he slowly turned his head in disbelief.

"You, you, you ......"

It's a pity that he didn't have anything from "you" for a long time.

The surrounding monks finally reflected at this time and said loudly: "Qiu, Senior Brother Qiu,...... He's—He's like a night handsome!"

"Wow!"

After receiving confirmation from the other brothers, the monkey-faced monk suddenly felt a sense of relief, and then a fishy smell flowed out of his crotch.

How, how is that possible?

This was an incredible surprise in the hearts of everyone in the Suo Xing Sect.

Isn't Night Shuai supposed to be in the Forbidden Land of Death?

Shouldn't he have died in there?

How did he end up here? Could it be the ghost of Night Shuai!

As a result, the more than thirty Suoxing Sect monks here all unconsciously reached into the treasure chest to get the ghost rune.

"Hmph! Throw down all the weapons in your hands, and release them quickly?!"

The man in black pushed the knife forward again, and a bright red streamed down the monkey-faced monk's neck.

"Put, put, put...... People ......"

At this time, the monkey-faced monk, who was too frightened, couldn't even speak.

Those people from the Star Sect immediately moved and put down the fat man Lu Zichen.

"Heh... Hehe... Top dog... And sure enough... Here it comes... Help... Save... Lingwen ......"

Lu Zichen used his last strength to make a hoarse voice, and then fainted.

At this time, the others who were tied to the tree were also released.

"Little Night!"

"Ye Shao, you're here!"

"Hurry up and save Miss Pei!"

……

Yes, with a dagger in hand, it was the night marshal who entered the forbidden land of death who saved everyone.

At this time, everyone who was released saw that Yeshuai was still alive, and they all gathered around excitedly and greeted with concern.

However, just when everyone was relaxed, suddenly Ye Shuai's eyes flashed and he looked at the outside of the crowd.

Well, there are still people!

At this moment, the outskirts of this place were surrounded by a group of people from the Suoxing Sect with bows and arrows.

"Night, night handsome, oh no, night brother, night young, night uncle...... You're surrounded, let me go, I'll let them go. “

The monkey-faced young man finally relieved some of his spirit and stumbled.

"Your uncle!"

Ye Shuai struck him on the neck with the handle of the dagger in his hand, and suddenly the young monk slowly descended like a dead dog.

On the periphery of the crowd, there was always a Suo Xing Sect who was a monk, and he didn't say a word from beginning to end.

It wasn't until Ye Shuai knocked the monkey-faced young man unconscious that he stood up and said with admiration: "Ye Shuai, you are really surprised, you really came out of the forbidden land of death." ”

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