He reached out and pressed a button on the top of the fireplace, and a door opened silently next to the fireplace, and several men dressed in black walked in.

They silently picked up Xiaobai and walked silently into the door, the door closed again, and there was no trace of the whole wall.

The man in black carried Xiaobai along the secret passage to a room, where Ms. Tang was in the room, her hands were folded on her chest, her face was gloomy, and the diamond ring on her finger shimmered in the light with a cold and dazzling light.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that dead girl to be alive." Ms. Tang said grimly, "The killer I am looking for is still a top ten master, I think it is a lie at all, this dead girl is not only not dead, but has also become sharp-tongued." I think she must have known that I had sent someone to kill her, and I would never let her go back alive. ”

There was another man in the room, wearing a black robe and a hood on his head, which covered most of his face, and he couldn't see his face at all.

"Don't worry." The black-robed man's voice was low and gloomy, "Give her to us, and we'll take care of it." ”

Ms. Tang smiled flatteringly at him, and there was a hint of concern: "Lord Priest, how could the sect leader take a fancy to this dead girl." You know, I have a grudge against this girl, if she gets the favor of the master......"

The black-robed man said coldly, "This is not what you should ask. ”

He was just a simple sentence, but it made Ms. Tang feel creepy, and a trace of coldness ran up her spine, making her shiver involuntarily.

She forced a smile and said, "Yes, yes, where is the sect leader's thoughts that we ordinary people can speculate at will, I am overstepping." ”

The black-robed man said gloomily, "For the sake of your dedication, I can sue you." We're not going to leave you behind. ”

Ms. Tang immediately understood, and a comfortable smile bloomed on her face, and she folded her hands respectfully and saluted him: "Understood, thank you, Lord Priest." She took out a gold card from her designer handbag and handed it over in both hands, "Your Excellency." This is my offering for this month. Please accept it by all means. ”

The black-robed man nodded to the young man standing beside him, and the young man stepped forward to take the gold card: "The exercises we taught you, you are good at learning." There will inevitably be improvements. ”

Ms. Tang smiled: "Yes, yes, I will practice diligently." ”

The black-robed man turned around and disappeared into the secret passage. The few men in black also followed closely with Xiaobai in their arms. Ms. Tang looked at the closed door, excitement and madness in her eyes.

It fell into the hands of the high priest. I see how you little slut can escape.

She gathered her long hair, and finally solved the little hoof, the Tang family has no only heir, and it will definitely fall into the hands of her son in the future.

Just think about it. I feel that the future is bright.

The black-robed man went deep along the secret passage and circled down, no one thought of it. Beneath the world's most famous duck house, there is an underground palace.

The style of this palace is weird. As if to revere some unknown ancient deity, the stone walls are carved with various frescoes. These murals are very evil, some of them are the process of execution, all kinds of horrific punishments are terrifying to look at, and if you are timid, you may faint on the spot.

Compared with the punishments in these murals, the so-called Ten Tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty in ancient China are simply the gentlest punishments.

There are also scenes of sexual intercourse, and the strange thing is that in every picture, the woman always has a very frightened expression, as if she is suffering the most terrible pain.

Above the main hall of this underground palace, an eerie ritual is taking place.

The ceiling of the main hall is also carved with reliefs, and the scene depicted in the relief is a high, black-robed deity handing a black scepter to his messenger, who kneels on the ground, raises his hands above his head, and respectfully accepts the scepter.

In the position of the sun on the relief, a huge pearl of the night is inlaid, illuminating the entire hall as if it were daytime.

Two rows of black-robed men were holding black canes, standing opposite each other, their canes similar to the one given by the gods, but somewhat different. They tapped their scepters lightly on the ground, singing some strange tone in their mouths.

These tones seem to come from the most distant antiquity, and with some quaint and evocative tones, no one can understand what they are singing.

At the highest point of the main hall, on the steps paved with white marble, a man and a woman are intersecting. This scene of intercourse does not show half of the charming love, but is full of horror.

In the process of copulation, the beauty pressed under the man is aging rapidly, from the beginning of the teens, to the thirties, to the forties, and at the end of the day, she has become a beautiful twilight, into a dying old man.

The woman's face was full of pain and horror, her skin was as ugly as bark, folds were piled up all over her face, teeth in her mouth were falling out, and her hair was snow-white.

When the man stood up, the woman had already lost her breath, her vigorous vitality had been completely drained, and only a zombie-like skin remained.

Two black-robed men walked up and carried the body away, and a black-robed priest standing at the bottom of the steps shouted, "Offer the next one." ”

The priest who kidnapped Xiaobai picked up Xiaobai and strode towards the white jade steps.

The man who had sucked the woman dry sat on the steps covered with a white velvet carpet, wearing a black metal mask on his face.

The mask was all black, covering the upper part of his face, but judging by his exposed chin, it was supposed to be a handsome man, with a cleanly shaved beard and a smooth chin with a graceful curvature.

The high priest carried Xiaobai in front of him and gently placed it on the white velvet carpet, acting respectfully, as if he was offering the most precious gift to the gods.

The man looked down at the unconscious Xiaobai, his eyes were not half emotional, like looking at a lifeless tool.

"Your Excellency, Honorable Master." The high priest fell on his stomach on the ground and said reverently, "Please accept the furnace I have found for you." This girl is thirteen years old, she is still a virgin, no man has ever come close to her, and her physical talent and mental talent are also very high, which is the best furnace for you. ”

The man in the mask opened his mouth slightly, his voice was low, with a bit of heart-itching magnetism: "Since you are so hearty, then I will accept it." ”

The High Priest was very happy, and clasped his hands together and kowtowed to him: "It is my honor, Your Excellency, Sect Master. Enjoy. ”

The high priest respectfully retreated from the white marble steps, and the sect leader turned around and rode gracefully on Xiao Bai's body. Without any superfluous movements, he reached out and grabbed one of Xiaobai's legs, pushing his head high against something.

Just as he was about to enter the alley, suddenly a red light broke through the air, and the sect leader's ears moved, disappearing in an instant, and the red light shot from his disappearing phantom and hit the white marble steps behind him.

Bang!

Earth-shattering, debris splattering.

All the priests were shocked, and they raised the scepters in their hands one after another, and the formation changed rapidly, each standing in a wonderful position, blocking the white marble steps behind them, and said in a loud voice: "Who is it?" ”

The vanished Sect Master reappeared, floating above the white marble steps, his long black hair fluttering in the void, as charming as seaweed.

Under everyone's gaze, a slender figure slowly walked in from the exit, wearing a tight tracksuit that was easy to move around, and holding a simple magic wand with a dazzling red gem inlaid with it.

Maybe this woman was too beautiful and her temperament was too unearthly, and the black-robed priests felt that their eyes were shaken by the white light.

Jiang Tong raised his head and glanced at the relief on the ceiling, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I thought it was who, it turns out that what you believe in is the evil god Tony." ”

The evil god Tony is a great power in the period of the Protoss, although his cultivation is very high, but among the capable Protoss, he is nothing at all, even if he only counts cultivation, he can't be ranked.

His cultivation method is different from that of other gods, he follows a crooked and evil path, to put it bluntly, it is the way of collecting yin and supplementing yang, and passing guò to squeeze strength from female cultivators, fill them into his dantian, and increase his cultivation.

Tony's cultivation method is despised, but he is very smart, and when he is replenishing, he never touches those gods, but only focuses on the lower gods.

The Protoss was not created equal, on the contrary, they had a stricter hierarchy. The gods are divided into upper gods, middle gods, and lower gods, and this system is a bit like the caste system of ancient India, where the three hierarchies have strict regulations on status, rights, occupations, obligations, etc.

Among them, it is naturally the highest status of the gods, they are well-deserved rulers, they have the most cultivation resources with a lofty status, and their talents are also the highest, and it is impossible for the other two levels to surpass them, in the most popular words, it is racial advantage.

There is never intermarriage between the three levels, and the middle god also accepts the lower god with excellent qualifications as disciples, and the lower god is able to become the middle god when he cultivates, but the upper god is an insurmountable existence. In the hearts of the gods, the things of the gods can also make them bother with the gods, and the lower gods, in their eyes, are ants, unless there is a great calamity and the gods die in large numbers, they will not take action.

The object of Tony's tonic is just a god.

Although the qualifications of the lower gods are too poor, the cultivation is not high, the harvest of his replenishment is relatively small, and the cultivation is relatively slow, but the advantage is that it is safe, and there will be no trouble for the gods to come to him because of a few lower god women. (To be continued) R466