Lin Huang got the demon spirit scroll as he wished, and walked out of Jean's room.

About an hour ago.

Dino led Lin Huang to the underground prison of the City Lord's Mansion.

The two walked in the corridor between the cells, and Lin Huang pushed open a hand stretching out the iron window, "What treasures will be put in the prison?" ”

"That's not a treasure."

"Yes."

It's more ambiguous than talking, always feeling that something is wrong.

After a while, Dino stopped in front of the penultimate cell and opened the door, "You first, please?" ”

Lin Huang touched the iron window when he walked over, and some of the black mist seeped in.

Relatively speaking, it's not a hard, spitting fire thing.

So he got into it with a silly white and sweet look.

Dino froze in place for a second, then followed, cutting through the hay in the corner, and a trapdoor appeared in front of the two men.

"Aren't you afraid of being discovered by the prisoners?"

"These rooms are never about people." Dino took out a large key from his crotch, planted it in the keyhole and twisted it.

In addition to the movement of the physical mechanism, there was also a slight aura hissing.

After a while, the door clicked open, revealing a vertical ladder going down.

Dino slid down the vertical ladder without saying a word, and Lin Huang glanced at him and followed.

Walking down, Dino hung up a ball of light, which illuminated the dark cavern.

It was a small space, and there was a rock crack in front of the two of them, which was neither wide nor narrow, and Dino drilled sideways, his relatively large size rubbed a lot of dust, but he didn't care, even if a lot of dust spilled into his mouth, he still maintained that strange wicked smile.

They said they were going to show me something that was about to get out of control, and this amount of dust was obviously not in a long time, how did they know that the thing was out of control?

That's wrong.

So the wind blew beside Lin Huang, slowly walked through the rock crevice, and with the help of the cover of flying dust, he silently apologized to Nastya and made a small move in the scabbard.

Liquefies the air near the blade and turns the water vapor into a flammable liquid.

Then add a small sparkle rune to the scabbard that is excited by heat.

Dino didn't seem to be able to stand it anymore, and took it upon himself to shake away all the dust flying around.

Lin Huang stood in place like no one else, observing the surroundings.

It's still a cave, but it's symmetrical, with six pillars carved with strange relief frescoes, and in the middle of them is a black platform, at the top of which is a half-moon clamp, apparently used to put something, but nothing is placed on it.

"You're just going to let me come and see this?" Lin Huang looked at Dino.

Dino stretched out his hand to the back of the black platform, and saw that at the edge of the cave, a black curtain wall was rising, and the light from the outside was spreading in a little bit.

Then the curtain wall rose to the top, and Lin Huang looked outside, it seemed to lead to a sewer in Jersey, and it was a normal sewer, and there was no hair other than that.

Lin Huang was about to ask, but the smile on Dino's face disappeared, "How is it possible!?" Did they lie to me? ”

"What?"

"Damn it." Dino scolded, then raised his head and glared at Lin Huang: "Did you already know?" ”

"I hate it." Lin Huang sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Although the answer was not the answer, Dino still thought that Lin Huang must know his plan.

Either that Kvino deceived him, or the cultists he used as knives took advantage of him in turn.

Dino split the ball of light in his hand into two parts, punched a trace of chaotic aura, and was about to slap at Lin Huang.

As a result, the other party suddenly drew his sword as if he had been prepared, and the speed was unbelievably fast, and a strange black flame swirled around the sword body, slashing straight at his neck.

Dino stretched out a hand to grab the blade, but as soon as he touched it, he was burned beyond recognition and unconscious.

ps no pigeons,,It's late