It's not that it doesn't matter, now Leng Yantian only has three or four percent of her strength, but for Jiujiu, these three or four percent will push her into a place of no return.

Jiujiu carefully examined the environment he was in now, and found that all of them were walls, not even doors, they were completely closed, and it was estimated that they used a secret door when they came in.

She wanted to use her spiritual power to find out where this place was, but the strange thing was that her almighty spiritual power couldn't penetrate it, and it was probably the wall that was causing trouble.

Jiujiu was melancholy, she closed her eyes and looked at the situation in the Panlong Ring with her mental power.

The little fat man fell motionless on the lawn, and I don't know what was wrong, but unfortunately she just couldn't get in.

And the blood was lying there quietly with his eyes closed, without the slightest sense of crisis, Jiujiu gritted his teeth when he saw it, sister, your master and I are about to die, you still have the leisure to close your eyes and recuperate?

The blood shatter seemed to feel Jiujiu's "gaze", and his indifferent voice came into Jiujiu's mind coldly: "What? Caught? Can't escape? Come and beg me! ”

Jiujiu instantly wanted to squirt blood: "Kao! Is it any good for you that I'm dead? ”

Bloody shook his head: "It's not good, I just want to see what you beg me to look like!" ”

Jiujiu instantly closed the spiritual link, and if she continued like this, she was killed by the blood before she was killed by the cold sky.

"Bang Bang!"

The wall in front of Jiujiu suddenly opened from the bottom to the top, slowly revealing the two old faces of Leng Yantian and Leng Zhao.

Leng Lietian looked at Jiujiu from top to bottom with a cruel smile, and then said threateningly: "Stinky girl, it's all in this field, don't you plan to summon the whereabouts of the divine beast?!" ”

Jiujiu hooked the corners of her mouth disdainfully, her bright black eyes were full of contempt, she looked at the cold sky of the evil man, and then looked at the cold edict with a hideous face, and simply closed her eyes, out of sight.

"Yo, you're tough-tempered." Leng Yantian slowly stepped forward, staring cruelly at the little face that was close at hand, and he continued viciously: "I want to see how long you can get a hard mouth." ”

Suddenly, Leng Yantian suddenly put his hand on Jiujiu's left shoulder and twisted it gently.

"Click!" The tiny arm was twisted and dislocated.

Jiujiu only frowned slightly, and didn't even snort.

Leng Zhao frowned, he knew that it would be no good to come here.

This is the private prison of the Leng family, and anyone who stands in the way of the Leng family will be imprisoned here, knowing that they will be tortured to death.

As soon as he heard that the ancestor had planted the mocha flower here, he guessed that the ancestor wanted to imprison Leng Jiujiu here, and it would be difficult for him to get out again when he came here. Although he has always hated Leng Jiujiu, he has never thought of using this method to bring her to death, but Leng Jiujiu is also her daughter.

Mocha is a flower that can put Warcraft into a deep sleep, and generally unprepared Warcraft will be knocked down, unless it is a mythical beast or above. But mocha flowers are so hard to find that the price is sky-high, but Leng Yantian has been alive for hundreds of years, and it is impossible to not even have a few mocha flowers. Today's Xiaoyue and the little fat man are in the path of Mocha flowers, otherwise they would have escaped a long time ago.

Even if his left arm was dislocated, Jiujiu's attitude of not snorting annoyed Leng Yantian.

"Click!" His right arm was also dislocated.

Jiujiu still just frowned, as if these two arms were not hers.