In the middle of the night, in front of the dungeon of Xiwang Mountain, a few tiny eyes came. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The info eyes are very flexible and can spread out, cut through enchantments, and get into them without alerting anyone. After the successful invasion, he reformed into a big eye, penetrated the crack of the prison door in one fell swoop, and entered the prison.

In order to save time and effort, and quickly find the target, the big eye is then broken down into small eyes, and scattered to search for different channels. The owner of this peculiar eye is the ghost general Yan Jiu.

The eyes quickly paid off, and one of them found the strange man covered in sores in the depths of the dungeon.

When he found the target, his eyes quickly looked carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he blinked a few times, and the original "boom" sounded at the moment, but at this moment it turned into "boom", like a thin thread wound on a loom, which was flicked by someone with his fingertips. The "pop" sound rang three times regularly, obviously sending a signal.

The sound was so subtle that it was difficult for ordinary people to hear, but the other eyes suddenly stopped at the first sound, waiting for the next two sounds. After three sounds, they understood what the eye was saying, and immediately flew in its direction, merged back into one, and then retreated to the gate, slipped through the crack, and left.

What happened just now was a prelude to the robbery. Eyes left less than half a cup of tea, two thick puffs of black smoke, just under the cover of night, ethereal in front of the dungeon enchantment.

The black smoke is clear, and the dungeon is blocked by an invisible barrier, and you must pass through it before you can save people.

However, the mana of the person who set up the barrier is profound, and the barrier is unbreakable, even the small eyes with razor-like eyelids are not easy to pass through, let alone these two light puffs of black smoke.

If the people who set the boundary are alarmed, the robbery operation will inevitably fail. Black Smoke didn't dare to be careless, and repeated the trick of being a ghost, carefully covering the enchantment, and began to infiltrate inward little by little.

If you want to succeed, you can't save time. They patiently infiltrated for a long time before they could get their hands on it, and the black cloth that covered the barrier like black cloth flipped from one side to the other.

Finally succeeded, and two puffs of black smoke shook to celebrate. They and Yan Jiu, who was watching the wind from a distance, were relieved.

However, before the business was done, they did not dare to relax, and they were not in a hurry to turn back into human form, but as they had seen before, they floated to the faces of the four guards, and when they saw that they were still sleeping deeply, they boldly burrowed into the crack in the door and entered the dungeon.

This is their destination, and as soon as they enter, they can't wait to sink down the steps, and shake each one, first two feet in black night boots on a white background, and then extend upwards from the feet, slowly revealing two legs, as well as the waist connected to the thighs, arms, neck, and finally the head. In this way, the ghost generals Fei Qiao and Sakura Yanagi appeared in the dungeon illuminated by firelight.

The layout of the entire dungeon, as well as the route to take, had already been discovered by Yan Jiu, and they didn't need to search for it any longer, they looked at each other and smiled, and confidently went straight to the depths of the dungeon, the birdcage where the scarred man was kept.

The scarred person that Yan Jiu found was the true ghost king Yun Yelangjun.

He was torn into a soulless ghost by Yun Qing, tortured, and just when his soul was united, and when he was still weak, he was captured by Huo Ling'er and thrown into this dungeon that saw the light of day.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Huo Ling'er was forced by Yun Qing to use the power of fire and nitrate to heal his festering sores, otherwise I am afraid that he will not be able to resist the serious injury and will have already dissipated.

Weak and devastated by his heart, he didn't know how long he would last. Without looking in the mirror, he could also feel how terrible his once beautiful face was.