"That's... What?" Fang Ziyu asked with a slight stammer, his eyes widening as he looked at the humanoid creature in the huge cage.

"It's over! It's over!" But before Xu Han could give Fang Ziyu a response, the thin old man let out an inaudible and extreme wail: "This curtain can isolate the breath of the living, do you have demon powder on your body to cover the breath, this monster smells the smell of people and is about to wake up, let's run!"

The old man said in a matter-of-fact manner, and looking at the panicked look on his face, it seemed that this statement was not a lie.

However, Xu Han did not have the slightest hint of panic, he withdrew his gaze that fell on those boys and girls, and looked at the humanoid creature behind the huge iron cage again.

The place where the main hall was located was really too dim, and he couldn't see it really, so he took a few steps forward, Fang Ziyu was about to remind Xu Han to be careful, but Liu Sheng, who was beside him, reached out and patted her shoulder, signaling her not to act rashly, Fang Ziyu could only temporarily suppress the worry in his heart, but his eyes were still looking at Xu Han.

"Uncle, uncle. You guys are looking for death! Can you not pull the small one? The small one is old and the young, can you let the small one die?" Seeing that Xu Han was so bold, the thin old man even raised his throat, and he looked at Liu Sheng and begged with a flattering smile.

But how could Liu Sheng pay attention to his words, he glared at the old man fiercely, and the murderous intent surging between his eyebrows made the old man realize that if he was making a sound, the young man in front of him would kill him without hesitation, and he immediately stopped his voice.

Xu Han walked to the cage and stared at the creatures in the cage.

It was a creature the size of five feet, and the huge cage seemed a little crowded to him, and he sat on the ground, covered with hair like sharp needles, his eyes the size of a lantern closed, and his nose made a heavy exhalation from time to time. Even if he fell into a coma, even if he was pierced into his body by a silver cone, Xu Han still felt the oppressive feeling that overflowed from his body at this time, like when a waterfall poured.

This is... A... Demon King!

Xu Han suddenly came to his senses, and at this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"My lord, Yuan Yama is here. ”

When the thin old man heard this, his eyebrows suddenly opened with a touch of joy, and he was about to call for help, but there was a suffocating force in his throat, and the voice that reached his mouth was suddenly stuck in his throat and could not be spit out.

"My lord?" asked the man outside the house, without hearing the response from inside.

The old man, who was about to lose his breath, repeatedly handed Liu Sheng a begging gaze, and Liu Sheng relaxed the strength of his hand.

"Ahem... You.. Let Lord Yuan wait, and I'll come out in a moment. This time, the thin old man learned a lot, and he followed Liu Sheng's meaning and said to the people outside the house.

"But... Yuan Yama was almost out of the door. The man outside the house said hesitantly.

The old man's face suddenly showed a bitter face, he was very afraid that Xu Han and the others were going to fight to the death with Yuan Yan Luo, and killed him by the way, and he once again handed Xu Han and the others a begging gaze for mercy.

Xu Han also withdrew the gaze that fell on the ape at this time, walked to the door of the hall, and then lowered his voice and said, "Let him in." ”

The thin old man was shocked, he saw the killing intent in the young man's heart from Xu Han's gaze, although he didn't understand where the young man got the confidence to fight against a Yama who was almost invincible in the old man's heart, but in order to save his life, he still said to the door: "Then invite Lord Yuan in." ”

......

Yuan Xiucheng walked in the dim corridor with a calm brow, his eyes were gloomy, and his black robe swayed at will with the pace of walking, like a ghost swaggering at night.

The sound of clattering footsteps echoed in the corridor, long and long.

His mood is not too good, since the failure of the Demon Suppression Tower's plan to seize the essence blood of the Demon Monarch, his status in the Senluo Hall has deteriorated, coupled with the deliberate suppression of a certain big man, at this moment, he is in a very embarrassing situation for Lord Yama in the Senluo Hall today.

And whether it is the failure of the former or the suppression of the latter, it all comes down to the young man named Xu Han, the young man he brought out from Shangyun City in Qingzhou. His growth was far beyond his control, which made Yuan Xiucheng very unhappy.

There is a way that this house leak happened to rain overnight, and the territory of Jingzhou under his management recently went wrong, and a group of people led by Jiang Lai were able to resist the effect of the holy medicine, not being influenced by its will, and they even joined together to almost destroy a new batch of holy medicines, fortunately, Yuan Xiucheng's deployment in the holy mansion was quite tight, otherwise if this batch of holy medicines was destroyed, Yuan Xiucheng estimated that his position in Yama might not be able to be saved.

Yuan Xiucheng deliberately wanted to use Jiang to lure out those traitors who still existed in Jingzhou, and at the same time wanted to investigate how Jiang Lai resisted the control of the holy medicine, but the strength of the demon master sent to him by Senluo Hall was obviously not as good as that of other Yamas, and he didn't get anything in the past two days, there was no way, Yuan Xiucheng could only come to invite that strange old man, thinking that with his profound knowledge and understanding of the demon clan, he should have gained.

However, this old man has a very strange temperament, and he has an almost pathological fanatical interest in the demon clan, and Rao Shiyuan is cultivator is not willing to make more contact with him as a last resort.

After a quarter of an hour, Yuan Xiucheng walked to the door of the hall where the old man was, a pungent smell came from the hall, Yuan Xiucheng's brows furrowed a little deeper, and he secretly slandered, if Xu Han hadn't made a hindrance, how could he have fallen to the point of personally inviting this old guy? Thinking of this, the hatred for Xu Han in his heart was a little heavier.

He thought that after taking care of this Jingzhou matter, he would definitely send someone to find Xu Han's traces, find out the young man who dared to betray him, and let him taste the price of betraying him.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the guards on either side, and the two of them were about to push open the heavy temple door with a stroll.

The cold color on Yuan Xiucheng's face dissipated at that time, and an eager smile climbed up his eyebrows: "Old Zhou, long time no see..."

He said with a smile, and his steps immediately opened, but as the door of the temple was pushed open, what appeared in front of him was not the rickety body of the old man, but the shadow of a sword wrapped in a pitch-black long sword.

And in the depths of that sword, the young man he wanted to crush his bones and scatter ashes came at him with a cold face.

Yuan Xiu was like falling into a dream, and he was in a trance and couldn't tell whether everything in front of him was something real or an illusion caused by his obsession. It wasn't until the cold blade cut through his black robe that he came to his senses.

His pupils dilated, and his fury widened between his brows.

He stared at the boy and called out his name through gritted teeth.

"Xu Han!"