In the dark, damp depths of the earth, with its hard, suffocating steel walls, Clay walked proudly at the front, staring contemptuously at the prisoners locked in their cells. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You're digging your own grave!" A low roar came from a cell, "If you dare to touch half a hair of Your Highness, we will definitely not let you go!" "This is a picture man who has been arrested.

Clay paused when he heard the footsteps, and looked at the figure male guard who had first woken up from a coma, and his limbs were buckled against the alloy wall, "Even you can't protect yourself, why should you protect your Purple Pupil?" ”

"Then you can try." The figure man roared hideously.

"No, no, no, I'm not interested in your Highness's hair. It is said that your Highness has been perfect until now? So I'm interested in whether I'm lucky enough to be the first man to bleed her? Clay chuckled, his words shamelessly filthy.

"Bastard!" The figure man roared violently, and the alloy lock that bound him kept making a violent crashing sound.

"Struggle, little bug, but there's nothing you can do about what I'm about to do." Clay spat contemptuously and struck him in the face through the crack in the door.

"Despicable Shuma." Tu Nan let out a low gasp, letting the thick saliva fall down his cheeks.

"Huh?" Clay exaggeratedly pretended not to hear, "I just don't know what kind of touch your Highness's body will have?" "I'm sure it's going to be easier than any woman I've ever touched." ”

"You can't touch a single hair of His Highness." Tu Nan's wheezing became even heavier.

"Huh? Since you say so, I'm going to give it a try. ”

"You can't touch a single hair of His Highness!!" Clay successfully provoked the deepest anger of Tu Nan, and the purple pupil is the most perfect embodiment in the minds of all Tu Nan, and it is an inviolable holy! And now Clay has defiled their faith with such filthy words, which is an anger that no Tu man can bear!

So he roared violently, and his scarlet eyes seemed to be bleeding! The swelling muscles swelled like balloons, the lines were as hard as steel, exaggerated and terrifying, and the alloy lock that bound him squeaked and emitted an overwhelming **, this special alloy that could lock the strength of the eighth-level transformation man was almost burst at this moment!

But after all, this special alloy lock can lock the eighth-level transformer, and although the men are strong, they can't reach such a high level as the eighth-level after all. As a result, even with his best efforts, he could not break free, and because of his expanding muscles, the locks squeezed his flesh more and more tightly.

The corners of Clay's eyes jumped, and at that moment he really thought that Tu Nan would be able to break through the restraints, but he just took a breath, and the Tu Nan on the opposite side roared again!

Roar! Accompanied by the explosion was the body of the figure man rushing out wildly! He really broke free!

"Protect your lordship!" The panicked soldiers shouted, but it was too late, and they could only watch as the blood-colored fists slammed into Clay's chest.

Knock knock!

Clay took three steps back, leaving three extremely clear footprints on the ground, and he stared blankly at the blood-colored fist print on his chest, and the corners of his eyes jumped.

Wow! He couldn't help but open his mouth and squirt out a mouthful of blood!

This punch is extremely heavy, and Tu Nan is hateful, and Clay is careless, if it weren't for his own strength, Tu Nan's punch could have seriously injured him!

"Kill him!" Annoyed and angry, Clay yelled, and the soldiers who came to their senses immediately pulled the trigger, and in an instant they drowned Tu Nan with bullets.

But in the face of the roaring rain of bullets, the bloodied Tu Nan still struggled until the last moment, until the rain of bullets filled every gap in his body, and he coughed up blood in a gulp of blood, and the severe pain made his consciousness begin to blur, "No one can insult Your Highness...... Your Highness...... Tu Nan didn't disappoint you......" After saying this, he was silent again.

He is Tu Nan, the most loyal guardian of the flowers on the other side of the Northern Wilderness, and no one can insult their noble highness in front of them, unless he dies.

"Crazy! Lunatic! Clay screamed loudly, especially when he saw the bloody severed hands and feet on the locks that had bound Tu Nan!

Tu Nan didn't break through the shackles of the alloy lock head-on, he knew that he couldn't do it, so he changed the way, and at the cost of cutting off his hands and feet with brute force, he had to let Clay understand Tu Nan's determination to protect His Highness!

From the moment he attacked, he never thought he would survive it! How brave and crazy it is!

The soldiers around couldn't help but inhale, for them, this kind of attack was simply something they didn't dare to think of! Perhaps only a true madman would choose to do so.

Even the escorted Fan's eyes couldn't help but show a burst of admiration, he had heard a little about Tu Nan's murderous name, but he didn't expect it to be so brave!

"Let's go." Clay gave the order gloomily, he couldn't help but be glad that he had anesthetized all the Tumen before, and every Tu Man was so tricky, if they all woke up, maybe what would happen.

Clay, who was in a state of disappointment, was speechless all the way, and his eyes changed significantly when he looked at the comatose men in the other cells, this is a group of sleeping madmen!

Until he arrived at the final cell, his emotions were not completely stable.

"Is this safe, sir?" The soldiers stood outside the door with sad faces.

Clay glanced at them coldly, "No one is allowed to come in without my orders." With that, he walked in with Fan, who was also bound by alloy locks.

Of course, the soldiers are not worried about Clay's safety because of Van 's existence, what effect do you expect a guy who is not even a reformer to have on the powerful Clay who is up to level 8?

All they could worry about was the presence of the cell that was trapped.

The unconscious purple pupils lay flat on the bed, the light shining on her long eyelashes, leaving a faint shadow on her white and flawless cheeks.

Her face was pale, pale as a piece of paper.

Clay stared at the sleeping purple pupils without saying a word, and he had to admit that even if she was as pale as paper, she still had a beauty that ordinary people could never resist, and he was fortunate to have seen this face, and he has never forgotten it since.

He was one of the most prominent people of Shuma's generation, and there were few things he wanted that he couldn't get, but alas, the perfect body in front of him was among them.

But now everything is different, the scene he had fantasized about a thousand times, the scene of the perfect body lying in front of him at his mercy has come true! Clay's breathing involuntarily increased at this moment, and he slowly stretched out his hand, but suddenly paused at the moment when his fingertips were about to touch the purple pupil's cheek.

The roar of the dead Tu Nan breaking free from the shackles was wantonly shuttling in his ears, the fierce blood seemed to be in front of him, the breath of the sea of blood rushed to his face, and all the ** was immediately extinguished, Clay felt a chill on his spine, and finally withdrew his hand.

However, what he didn't know was that Fan, who was standing quietly behind him, was watching his every move coldly, as for the alloy lock that bound him?

It was a joke to his wriggling muscles.

Clay made a mistake, a huge mistake. (To be continued.) )