Wuwu has fainted from pain countless times, but has been woken up countless times by cold water soaked in chili water.

None of the flesh and skin on her body were intact, and this pain of life was worse than death, which made her heart numb for a long time.

A huge sense of guilt almost overwhelmed her.

The thought that they might be caught for their recklessness made her want to commit suicide.

It's a pity that now she has even become a luxury to die......

At this moment, there is only one thing on my mind.

Who can give her a hard time......

When no one noticed, a figure suddenly appeared in the dungeon.

“？！”

The guards on guard only found that the tall figure didn't even have a chance to shout, so he was covered by the other party.

Ink Dust Owl's face was expressionless, and he struck the opponent's Heavenly Spirit Gai, and the opponent's body was immediately petrified in place.

At the same time as he let go of his hand, the man turned into fine sand and disappeared in an instant.

The living dead?

Vulnerable.

A sneering smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and the ink dust owl continued to walk forward.

Whether it's a human or a monster, the hidden aura on his body will never be the same as others.

But to the surprise of the ink dust owl, he found him here by relying on the piece of cloth dragged down by Shadow Eight, and the six guards who were solved in a row all had the same aura on their bodies.

In addition to the smell of dead bodies, there was also a faint chemical smell on them, as if someone had turned a person into a living dead after being tested.

Possess an immortal body and be invulnerable......

It is indeed the best 'Deadpool' to use.

Once war breaks out, these Deadpools can play an endless role, and the consequences are unimaginable.

As he walked, the ink owl pondered.

The smile on the corner of his mouth is quite playful.

He was becoming more and more curious about these Deadpool masters.

He is capable of turning the living into the living dead for him to send.

Walking to the end of the dungeon, Ink Dust frowned and kicked open the door of the dungeon.

The whip-wielding man paused, and subconsciously looked at the door.

The man who was sitting on the sofa drinking red wine stood up suddenly, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes.

Ink Dust Owl?!

He actually has the ability to find this.

Broken......

The condensed evil eyes swept around indifferently, and the ink dust owl's gaze stayed on the ragged and scarred woman for a second, and then moved away again, facing the man who was drinking red wine.

The killing intent instantly condensed on him.

The man didn't bother to ask who he was, but hurriedly shouted, "Stop him!" ”

Immediately after that, the mechanism of the escape tunnel was activated, and he escaped with a smoke.

Scold?

Escape?

His eyebrows were slightly raised, and a cold smile flashed in the peach blossom eyes of the ink dust owl, and he didn't even bother to give a look to the living dead who rushed towards him, and his body flickered.

In an instant, the living dead in the cell could not move a bit, and they still maintained the posture of rushing forward, and a large hole was opened in the position of the heart.

For the first time, they saw two words in each other's eyes – fear.

"Scatter."

At the same time as the faint sound sounded, the corpses of all the living dead dissipated in an instant, and the fine sand flew in the dim light.

Pulling out a handkerchief to wipe his fingers, Ink Dust threw away the handkerchief and was about to leave, when a murmur behind him caught his attention.

"Hassle-free...... Run...... Run......"

His pupils shrank, and he looked back at the woman who was tied to the shelf, tortured, and inhuman, as if she had lost consciousness and began to talk nonsense.

Not...... Worried?

Does she know the baby?