The demon cultivator had a gloomy face and didn't say a word.

The jailer shuddered.

Demon Xiukou waved his hand in disgust, "You can run away by yourself." ”

The jailer knocked his head three times and ran down the depths of the dungeon, where there was a secret passage to get out.

The candlelight of the lamp slave on the wall was extinguished, and the demon cultivator watched the jailer go away, and suddenly remembered something, his eyes moved to Shu Xiaoen, and reminded: "You should also find a place to hide." ”

Demon Xiukou leaned against the wall with a tired face, and didn't hear movement for a long time before he opened his eyes to look.

Shu Xiaoen didn't move, always standing in place. Demon Xiu pulled a faint smile, "If Demon Xiuyan comes to save you, then it's easy to say." If not, you might as well find a place to hide. ”

The sound of fighting outside is getting closer and closer.

Shu Xiaoen really didn't have the strength to escape, in this strange and dark dungeon, she didn't know where to hide - she chose a place not far from the demon cultivator to sit down, Shu Xiaoen was curious: "Why don't you hide?"

Demon Xiukou leaned against the wall in a comfortable posture, revealing a strange smile, "Father, you plan to give up the throne to me. Demon Xiu's voice was slightly hoarse, and he tilted his head to look at Shu Xiaoen, who was a little surprised, "I am very disdainful of the King of the Central Plains, and it is inevitable that the words at that time will not be passed on by others." ”

What did this demon cultivator do with the black mist, and it actually changed so much? Shu Xiaoen was a little confused.

"If you want to live, hide. Demon Xiukou closed his eyes and reminded again.

Shu Xiaoen gritted his teeth and hid behind a boulder in the corner. The demon cultivator whispered: "In order to seek immortality, my father regularly eats the pills refined by the warlock......

The sound stopped suddenly. Shu Xiaoen poked his head out to look, and saw more than a dozen people dressed in black breaking into the dungeon like ghosts, and the person led by him was the person he had met at the entrance of the Killing Village.

Demon cultivators!

Shu Xiaoen held his breath, lest he be discovered again. Fortunately, this time, all his attention was focused on the demon cultivator who was sitting against the wall, and said with a smile: "Why did you hurt like this?

Shu Xiaoen's heart was pounding.

Demon Xiuyan knows Qianmo, but it doesn't mean that Qianmo has the ability to let Demon Xiuyan come forward to kill for him - this time, it will definitely not be to save her!

"She fled. "Demon Xiu's words are concise and to the point.

"That's a pity, there's no way to pull her to bury you. Demon Xiuyan looked tired, raised his hand and beckoned, remembering the conditions for agreeing to the young man, so he said in an accentuated tone: "Remember to break the fifth prince into ten thousand pieces." ”

All the spiritual power was sucked by the black mist, and the demon cultivator was powerless to struggle.

The sword light and sword shadow slashed down, and the place where he was soon became a puddle of flesh and blood.

Everyone standing in the dungeon was used to seeing such a bloody scene, and they didn't blink their eyes. Demon Xiuyan looked around, listening carefully to the movements that existed in the darkness.

In the depths of the dungeon, the faint sound of the mechanism opening.

Demon Xiuyan's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a fierce look, and the place leading to the end of this dungeon was connected to the dark room of the Five Princes' Mansion. The demon cultivator didn't have time to wait any longer, leaving a few to deal with the corpse of the demon cultivator, and the rest of the people chased after him together.

Shu Xiaoen hurriedly shrunk up, and her consciousness manipulated the black fog to condense into a wall in front of her in an instant, making her traces more hidden in the dark.

Two or three noticed something strange and stopped, glancing at the black mist in the corner.

I couldn't see what kind of monster was hiding in the depths, so I had to dodge and chase after my companions who were far away.

"What did you do?" Qin exclaimed angrily.

Ya Enming knelt on the ground and said nothing.

"Useless things!" Qin Chu stood up irritably, walked around the room with his hands behind his back, "I heard that you brought someone back?"

"That person is Fu Xing. Ya En Ming said without changing his face, "The fifth prince thought she was in the way, and quietly ordered the disciple to bring it out in front of the work, and then throw it elsewhere at will." ”

Thinking of the news of the agent's return. Qin Chu's face was gloomy, his eyes stared at the young man kneeling on the ground viciously, and he seemed to smile and said, "Then you will go and kill Fu Xing with your own hands!"

Ya Enming's body shook, "Master, this matter ......"

Qin Chu sneered, "Worship under my door, and dare to be a bad teacher! It's already good if you don't kill you for the teacher!"

"For the teacher, I ordered you to kill her!" Qin Chu said word by word.

Someone threw a dagger at him. Ya Enming knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing towards Qin Chu, "Master." ”

"It's useless. Qin Chu sat on the chair, picked up the tea, and was amused by Ya Enming's humble appearance of kneeling and kowtowing, and insisted, "As a teacher, you only need to kill her." He pulled out an ancient book from the bookshelf and tore up half of it, "As long as you kill her, this half will be given to you." ”

Ya En Ming pursed his lips, cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

It's already begun. Even the most important people have been personally sent to the dungeon, what else is there to do...... Ya Enming took a step, picked up the dagger on the ground, and slowly walked towards Fu Xing.

Kill Fu Xing, and you can get it!

Ya Enming raised the dagger, and when he heard Fu Xing, who had fallen to the ground, faintly showing signs of waking up, his heart was crossed, and a knife pierced her heart with unmistakable precision. It shouldn't hurt so much in your sleep, right...... Ya Enming had mixed feelings in his heart, and raised his head with a wry smile, "Master." There was a pleading in his voice.

Qin Chu raised his hand and smashed half of the ancient book in his face.

"There will be a next time, and I will never spare the teacher!" Qin Chu said in a cold voice, "Get out!"

The door creaked shut.

Qin stood in a daze for a while, took out the Hundred Flowers Valley holy relic hidden in his arms, and looked at this mass of things that looked like hair, and the vague emotion in his eyes overflowed.

The king of the Central Plains fell ill this afternoon and has not woken up yet, and the demon cultivator is also very auspicious. If you let the eldest prince Demon Xiuyan, who has always been hostile to the Kneeling Fire Sect, become the next king of the Central Plains...... If he secretly hid the holy relics of the Hundred Flowers Valley again, once he was discovered by the Hundred Flowers Valley......

There was no place for him on either side.

Qin Chu lowered his eyelids and looked at the holy relic in his hand with affection.

"Sending them back to the Valley of Hundred Flowers may not save those people. The corners of Qin Chu's lips slowly sketched a smile, and he muttered to himself, "It's better to stay, enjoy it yourself, and leave an immortal for the Valley of Hundred Flowers." ”

Ya Enming took advantage of the light on the table to carefully examine the words on the ancient books.

Suddenly, he heard a burst of cheerful laughter, and Adam was stunned, stood up and walked out, looking towards the source of the sound.

The shadows in the room swayed and beat wildly, like a madman jumping up and down. After a while, two young boys, escorted by three Kneeling Pyropaths, dragged towards the room.

Not long after the three Kneeling Flame followers walked out, several boys' screams were heard in the house.

Ya Enming remembered the nightmares he had experienced, and cold sweat soaked his clothes.

The door opened again.

"Ya Enming, come in and serve as a teacher!" a cold voice came.