The boss who sold steamed buns and the boss who sold sugar gourds carried Feng Qiqi and Qingyang to an underground square.

Blue torches were burning all around, and the strong smell of blood poured out of the underground square.

Feng Qiqi frowned, wanting to plug his nose.

I suddenly wanted to know how Qingyang, who was more sensitive to smell next to him, handled this situation.

It's just that the mask covered his face, and Feng Qiqi couldn't see his expression clearly.

Thinking of this, Feng Qiqi felt that the smell of blood was a little more acceptable, and began to observe the surrounding situation with interest.

There was no light in the entire underground square, except for the smell of blood in the air, and the smell of the breeze blowing, and it seemed that the ventilation system was doing a good job.

Feng Qiqi and they were carried into this square through one of the long corridors.

There were several other dark corridors in the entire square, and I don't know if they were the kind of basement where they were kept.

The egret had already been tied to a huge grill, suspended in mid-air, and beneath it was the source of the smell of blood.

Thick black gas kept coming out of the blood pool, and there were dry blood stains around the blood pool, as if I didn't know how long it had been dry.

However, the egret still has its eyes closed, and there is no sign of any struggle.

But I didn't expect this guy to have such a big heart, but at least he had all the mustaches and tails, and he didn't miss arms and legs.

Feng Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't know what was wrong with this egret.

However, before he figured out the reason, even if there was a problem, Feng Qiqi couldn't look at it, he was killed by this group of guys who didn't know what it was.

In the middle of the underground plaza was a golden throne, and the woman they had seen selling bread sat on it.

It's just that it looks much older than when Feng Qiqi and they saw it at the time.

When Feng Qiqi and the others were carried in, her greedy eyes swept over Feng Qiqi.

This feeling is like a big bad wolf staring at the white rabbit, which is very bad.

However, Feng Qiqi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, who is the big bad wolf is not certain.

The boss who sold the steamed buns looked at the cake mother-in-law sitting on the throne with a sneer, rubbed his hands, and had an ambiguous expression: "I have already brought you these two guys!" ”

Even the boss who sold sugar gourds who had just intimidated Feng Qiqi looked bowed his head when he saw the cake mother-in-law.

This cake mother-in-law is probably the eldest among them.

Granny Cake hooked her fingers, and the two chairs flew directly to Kongzheng with people

I don't know where the chains came from, wrapped around their limbs, pulled people into large shapes, and hung them in the air, but they were exactly the same posture as egrets.

Feng Qiqi's sharp eyes saw that Qingyang's fingers were clenched into fists, and then he slowly let go.

stuck out his tongue in his heart, knowing that he couldn't play anymore, otherwise if the person next to him became grumpy, he didn't know what would happen.

Hey? How would she know about the grumpy person next to her?

The stunned thought crossed her mind for only a second, and she pressed it into her heart.

Because, from the pool of blood slowly rose a bloody man, covered in blood.

The blood-like eyes, greedy, hungry and hungry stared at Feng Qiqi and Qingyang.

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