Could it be that Nangong Yi was not taken away by this Xinyang Venerable at the beginning?

Wu, Mo Chenyuan smiled, why did he forget, Nangong Yi was taken away in the name of Huang, in this case, how could he use his real name?

"Oh, it's a mistake, it should be called Nangong Huang, where is he?"

"Nangong Huang?" the man frowned and thought about it, he seemed to have some impression of this name, when did it happen?

Pregnant!

"If I tell you, what's in it for me?" He saw very clearly, this man was different from the Xinyang Venerable who tortured them on weekdays, because since the other party entered the prison, the focus has always been on the person surnamed Nangong, perhaps, this is his only chance to live!

The man was imprisoned for many years, and until now he is alive and sound,。.

"You're just a dying man here, do you need any good?"

Dare to negotiate conditions with the demon lord, and the man has not lived in vain.

"How about this, you let me go, as long as you let me go, I will tell you the whereabouts of that Nangong Huang!"

"Heh, even if you don't say it, I have many ways to know, but it's unknown whether you can live anymore!"

"I... Well, I'll tell you, but can you give it to me... Give me a poison?!"

"Poison?"

"That's right, it's poison, and it's a poison that will surely die!"

What is the result of waiting here, he couldn't be clearer, he is unwilling, unwilling to become the "nourishment" of those strong people!

After years of hard cultivation, he finally came to the divine realm of ten thousand people's faith, but what awaited him was a nightmarish ending!

He was fed up with such a life of stealing, he knew that even if he was out of here, what was waiting for him was only a dead end, but he was dead, and he was not willing to make a "contribution" to the cultivation of the Venerable Xinyang!

Poison, what brought him was liberation, a dignified departure...

As soon as the man's words came out, everyone looked at him with a look at a monster, as if everyone denied that he was crazy, otherwise, if there was a chance to live, why should he seek death?

"Okay, promise you..." is just a poison, and he doesn't lack it.

"Nangong Huang, I've heard of this name before, but he's not here with Venerable Xinyang, it's impossible for you to find it here!"

"Where is he?"

"I don't know who that person is, I just know that Venerable Xinyang is very afraid of him, doing things for him, and I think he is a big man above... The Nangong Huang you are looking for was sent to that person by Venerable Xinyang. ”

How did the disciples who were locked up in prison know that Venerable Xinyang was almost a figure above 10,000 people under one person in the Divine Domain, and who could the people above him be besides the true gods?!

"However, you came too late, if Nangong Huang is unlucky, he may have become a piece of loess... Oh, you still don't know, all of us here have such a fate, and Venerable Xinyang's current cultivation depends on us!"

"This is poison, you put it away!" Mo Chenyuan directly threw out the elixir, turned around and left in a dashing manner.