Nighthouse dungeon

Heavy footsteps mixed with the sparse sound of water were getting closer and closer, and the light shone on Mo Wei's face, and the pale face looked like it had been tortured.

Rugged chains chained her limbs to different posts.

"How is she?" The iron gate not far away was opened by the guards, and after A-Ning took the lead and walked in, it was Ye Ling who followed the trend and said.

"Didn't say a word." The jailer replied with a wry smile.

"You get out." A-Ning also knew that he would ask such a question, after all, what the senior sister who used to be his master said still had to be done by themselves, and if these things couldn't get by, it would be really powerful to come out of that place on the isolated island.

"Yes." Several jailers bowed their heads and walked out.

"If you want to ask, go back, I will not betray the lord, let alone give in in front of you." As soon as the iron door closed, Mo Wei raised her head, and the hatred in her eyes was particularly obvious in the light.

"Senior sister is really willful, since she came here, there is no reason to go out with a dog, do you say?" Feng Ruyi smiled faintly, "A-Qing." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a slight hissing sound from the neck, and a small cyan snake suddenly burst out, it looked small and had no lethality, but when it looked at it, the whole body was as hard and soft as a stone, and the green scales were added to a layer of Dunjia.

Ah Ning knew the existence of this little thing, but it was different if Ye Ling didn't do it, his heart trembled, and he silently complained in his heart when his master had the habit of raising snakes.

"What do you want to do?" Mo Wei looked at Ah Qing, her eyes froze, and she said coldly. This snake always gave her a strange and familiar feeling, but she didn't know where the strangeness was and where the familiarity was.

"*Senior Sister Snake doesn't know?" Feng Ruyi smiled lightly, as if he had received some instruction, Ah Qing on his neck screamed, and crossed to Mo Wei's neck, his little tongue gently licked his skin, and the cold tentacles made people have to face all this.

81.Conversation in the dungeon (1) I am hitting my hand, please wait a moment,

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