Endless whining, begging for mercy, and the smell of fishy and moldy in the nose.

Mixed together, it is like a crying grimace that shoots straight into people's hearts.

There was no light from the outside world in the airtight environment, only a few poor torches showing the surrounding scene to Beichuan.

There are still countless prison cells, but the environment here is very different from the outside.

In each cell, there seemed to be a figure, lying or sitting, begging for mercy or laughing.

Streaks of brown blood had seeped into the wood, obscuring their original color.

The broken bowls next to the cell door contained food that I couldn't tell what it was, and even a few maggots

"League of Legends: Sin Slave Cultivator" Chapter 121 Confrontation is in the middle of a hand-to-hand fight, please wait a moment,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!