Neeson Palace.

Between the clouds and mist, I don't know what time it is.

Fairyland? No, no, no, this is hell that doesn't belong on earth.

"Hurry up! Let you do some work like ants, are you tired of living?! "After the roar, there was the sound of a whip that made the scalp tingle.

Behind the mist, it is not the fairy Shu who is wonderful, competing for beauty.

A faint scream came, it was a slave in the Demon Palace, who was cruelly abused and oppressed by labor.

Chained, building fortifications between the plank paths of this cliff, the overseers of the Demon Cult whipped them as if they were animals.

Maybe the animals are alive and well.

Hiss...... Jin Shanlan felt that her hairs stood on end. She empathizes with and sympathizes with the coolies. She is a soft-hearted person who can't see others suffering.

The Demon Cult often hijacks ordinary people to go up the mountain to do labor, and here, it is tantamount to a hell that never ends.

What an abomination!

Jin Shanlan twisted her eyebrows, and even more determined to teach her undercover seven killings.

The vicissitudes of the right path, although this undercover work is dire.

However, if she doesn't go to hell, who will?

As soon as you enter the Demon Palace, you will see the scene of purgatory on earth.

Jin Shanlan felt a sense of justice and straightened her face. In two months, she must help the six doors find out the details of the Seven Demon Killing Sects!

"I've seen His Holiness!" When the overseer saw someone coming on a sling from the back mountain, he stepped forward to greet him.

"Hmm. What about the Master? The messenger asked.

Because they had to buy all the items on the list, they had to wait a lot in Wufu Town, and they came late.

The Seven Killings General Altar has passed the curfew, and the main gate is not allowed to enter.

So, Jin Shanlan, a little minion from the insignificant branch altar, visited the main altar holy place for the first time, and slipped away to the back door.

"The Sect Master is waiting for the envoy in the Heavenly Pivot Hall! Messenger, please come with me. ”

Some believers stepped forward to greet them, and they were courteous with strict hierarchies and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Before he could see the majestic palace gate of the Seven Killing Sect's main altar, Jin Shanlan followed the messenger and used the sling mechanism on the cliff to come up.

Thousands of cliffs, successive clouds, dizzy, as if this is about to soar into the sky!

It's really exciting, look around, this place, probably in the Kunlun Mountains. But where exactly 。。。。。。 Jin Shanlan hadn't yet figured out the location of the Demon Palace, and as soon as she landed, she was dizzy, and her legs fell to the ground.

The righteous sense of mission didn't support her for long, and the churning vomit was already pouring up her throat.

"Gross!" Cover your mouth. She originally wanted to give the demon cultists of this general altar a majestic and glorious impression of the jade tree in the wind.

However, it took three days of driving day and night to get here.

The boat is tiring, and I am afraid of heights. When you look down, it looks like you're in the clouds.

Jin Shanlan felt that it might be too high here, and she felt that she couldn't breathe and suffocated.

A bout of nausea and nausea!

I couldn't help it, she squatted on the ground with a big bag on her body and threw up.

Holding on to this huge mountain rock, his body was weakened and became weak.

"Venerable, who is this? So useless. Seeing that she was throwing up hilarious, a disciple next to her came over and sneered.

"I 。。。。。。" Jin Shanlan knew that she would be here for a long time in the future, so she just wanted to raise her head to say hello to this demon cultist, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt stomach acid surging.

"Vomit vomit!" Don't say a word, vomit happily.

This impression should be deep enough to make those fierce and vicious disciples laugh.

"Hmph. Useless! The small place in Dongyang came out, but it didn't go through the world!

As soon as the messenger lifted the golden fan that had softened his body and bones, he went to the demon palace.

It's like carrying a cabbage.

"Emissary, I'll go!" Jin Shanlan had never lost face so much, and in the laughter of the disciples behind, she was dragged to the Nixian Palace.

His face was pale, and his whole body was weak.

This is a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the shrewd and capable character she had previously envisioned, the elite disciples of the Dongyang Branch.

Frustrated!

But in the frustration, I couldn't help but feel nauseous as if I was pregnant with Rokka!

Seeing her tossing so much, the messenger was kind, and after letting go of her, he took the large and small bag of brocade hanging on her with one hand.

"Thank you!" Ah Lai thanked him.

"No thanks, I'm afraid that the smell on your body will stain this gift and make the young master lose his temper!"

The messenger looked at her condescendingly, and said with a single look.