Gritting his teeth, he gathered all his strength in his arms in one breath, and in the midst of his exhalation, the powerful palm magic light storm slashed into the stone door like two mountain-opening axes of the six giant gods!

With a hard thud, the stone chips flew up in a large splendor of them, but at the same time, they also disturbed the two monsters, who stopped playing in amazement and turned to look at him in confusion.

Before the two savages could truly understand his intentions, he slammed his breath with another breath, and as his palm rose and fell, the stone gate shook again and again, and the shattered powder fell, and this heavy stone door had seriously cracked countless irregular cracks!

A strange horn sounded like a wolf's howl, like a rhinoceros rushing towards it, and the huge wooden rod with a diamond cone smashed down with the force that could destroy a mountain, and he quickly dodged away, and his eyes met the cruel and unkind eyes of the bared savage, those eyes, exuding a shuddering blue light!

Another great wand slashed from the stinger, and the air was groaning with a rotor with the sound of a strong wind; He got out of the way again, and the strange man who rushed first had already roared wildly, and the wand struck wildly with a deadly whistle, fierce and fast.

He flickered briskly, and said coldly: "You go back, I won't hurt you, do you understand?" Go back to ......"

The two savages let out a beastly roar in their throats, and the meaning in their eyes was as violent and inhuman as that of an eagle, and he knew that there would be nothing to make them know but blood.

The thick body like a bucket twisted hard, and one of them rushed to the distance of two steps to Meng's right, a peculiar body odor penetrated his nostrils, the huge magic wand swung diagonally towards his head, and a rough and heavy foot plate stepped fiercely on his shin.

He sighed, and suddenly slid out five steps like a snake, his body was gentle, and he hit the stone wall, and at the moment when he had just touched the stone wall, it bounced back like electricity, and there were no words to describe his speed, the wild man screamed like a pig, and staggered out, and as he turned to the side, his right hand was being pulled out of his chest, and his hand was drenched in blood, as if his hand had been cut into it with a steel knife!

There was not a single space for the other monster to spin, and his bloody hand flashed with a stirring brilliance, and strings of blood sprinkled into a half-arc, and the wild man's great wand flashed a heavy shadow over his head, and in an instant he had struck the enemy in the chest and abdomen!

The wail from the mouth of the monster over there still left an end rhyme, and the screams of one of them sounded here, and his cow-like body spun and turned out again and again, slammed into the stone wall, and fell to the ground with a heavy head!

Tired flat lips, he didn't even glance at the tips of his eyes, his footsteps swirled, and the thunderous thirteen palms slammed on the stone door, so a "bang" collapse echoed in the corridor, when the large and small stones burst around, he had swept into it like a light smoke.

Inside the stone door, there was a dark room, the roof was also a square gray stone building, and there was also a faint yellow tung oil chandelier hanging, and on the musty straw pile, sat four people, who were his three best friends and the sister of the cowman!

Meng Ke's heart spasmed, he forced his excitement, and said reluctantly: "Old drunkard, I'm here." ”

The first day of the East China Sea stared at him in a daze, like a layer of fog, and there was overwork and fatigue in his eyes, as well as some distant strangeness.

Meng Ke slowly squatted in front of the old drunkard, and at this time, he was horrified to find that his body was congealed with purple blood clots, and his grass-like hair looked even more sloppy and filthy! He took a breath and said in a low voice: "Yes, it's me, Meng Ke......"

His whole body twitched, and Cenarius suddenly woke up from a nightmare, he shook his shaggy head vigorously, staring straight at him, as if he hadn't seen him for decades, or even centuries, and his voice trembled after over-surprise: "Meng Gongzi...... Sure enough, it's you...... Hehe...... Sure enough, it was you, I thought I was dreaming again......"

What kind of suffering has tormented this arrogant and unrestrained man in the wizarding world like this? What vicious means made this hard-working man so decadent? Meng Ke gritted his teeth and gurgled, he was silent, broke his handcuffs and shackles with magic lightning, and quickly lifted the ban on the Soul Thirsty Cowman and his Blue Oriole Pigeon in the same way, the situation of the Oxman was slightly better than that of the drunkard, Meng Ke broke the shackles for him, the tough guy with a big beard trembled and said: "Engong...... You don't know how they torture the old drunks...... They beat him three times a day by two brutes outside...... Every day, I only give a piece of coarse bread the size of a palm to the old-timers...... Most ruthlessly, they were all brought in by an old woman at night with an ugly bat to suck the blood of their predecessors...... Also, there's ......"

Cenarius snorted hoarsely and roared angrily: "Cowman, you won't say a few words!" ”

Meng Ke patted him gently, and said in a low voice: "Don't be angry, brother, just remember one thing, we will ask them to repay the hardships we have suffered and the sins we have suffered!" ”

Saying that, he turned his head away, and cautiously relieved the shackles on the blue warbler, the bandages on her face had already been removed, and the flower-like face showed a sad bruise and dark marks, in this way, she described the abnormal embarrassment and haggardness, in the embarrassment and haggardness, there was an indescribable sadness and informance, since Xiang Zhen came in, until now, she has closed her eyes tightly, not confiding a word, without any trace of expression that can represent her inner feelings, she is just silent, And this silence is so desperate, so heartbreaking.

Meng Ke did not come to visit the person he cared about the most until the end, and the reason was very simple, because he was too concerned about her, he did not dare to know her pain too early, even if he would know sooner or later, and he also understood that this pain must have been formed and was inevitable.

Breaking off the ugly shackles on the originally white and slender ankle, he gently stroked the two black marks on the ankle, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yingge, I'm sorry for you!" ”

She shook her head, still closed her eyes and did not speak, the old drunkard licked her scorched lips, and said heavily: "The burn on the girl's face has not healed, so they forcibly untied the bandage, and did not change the dressing and wash, this kind of burn, this kind of burn, the most feared is so ......"