Wu Bi put on the painting skin and summoned a clone to run to the staircase, and after a short pause, the main body ran to the dark grid where he had just stepped into the tiger.

As soon as he lifted the lid, Wu Bi really saw the rare and exotic beasts stuffed underneath - the white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes and the black-colored split-hoofed horse...... There are even a lot of wild cranes around the crane tower, and all of them can be eaten and taken at will.

The warning sound kept ringing, Wu Bi knew that he didn't have much time, his eyes swept over the spirit beast under the dark grid, and he wanted to find a strange beast that had opened his mind - he had only been in this room for a short time, and if he wanted to escape, he had to have a guide, otherwise if he looked like a headless fly, he would definitely be caught up soon.

At that time, as soon as the black sky flag was opened, he became a fish on the chopping board for others to slaughter.

Although the group of spirit beasts below is not human, at least they are in a similar situation, and Wu Bineng can understand the beast language, so he can give it a try.

"Don't eat me, eat it, it's meaty......" "I've sharked you!" "Whew-"

When the spirit beasts saw that the dark grid was opened again, they were all frightened and screamed, and when they saw Wu Bi's face, they were all surprised, not knowing what was happening in front of them.

The space under the dark grid was large enough, and Wu Bi was not verbose, turned over and jumped into it, and quickly closed the lid.

Immediately afterwards, several disciples of the Crane Tower appeared at the entrance of the staircase, and it seemed that they should be inner disciples, all dressed in Dao robes and Dao swords.

"Uncle Buzhen!" First, an inner disciple shouted in surprise when he saw the miserable situation on the ground.

"What a demon!" the disciple turned his head to look at Wu Bi, who was smiling on the side, and shouted with his sword.

Wu Bi didn't bother to talk nonsense, his fists clenched and he smiled and rushed towards the group of disciples who rode the Crane Tower, and at the same time did not forget to open the soul guide aura for them.

The disciples had seen the miserable situation of Buzhen, and at this time, they saw the beautiful demon in front of them rushing towards them, and hurriedly raised their swords, and as soon as they struck, they were the strongest means......

In an instant, several sharp sword lights and thunder fire dao methods entered Wu Bi's body, and the momentum was amazing.

"Ouch...... What a powerful means...... "Wu Bi screamed miserably, covering his chest crookedly and retreating.

When he retreated to Bu Zhen's side, Wu Bi under the dark grid put away his clone, and in an instant, only a group of disciples from the inner door of the Crane Tower were left staring at each other in the room.

"Killed?" "I killed you?" "Go and report to Master!"

The disciples thought that they had beaten Wu Bi to the ground, so they left only one disciple to stay in the house, and the rest dispersed with a bang to find Yang Ning to receive the gong.

Wu Bi secretly called luck, and the main body hurriedly took advantage of this moment to continue searching for the spirit beast in the dark grid, trying to find a guy who looked calmer and knew more......

The spirit beasts were all trembling in this dark prison, there were spirit grass, food and water sources by the wall, but they didn't seem to have any desire to eat at all, looking at Wu Bi's eyes in shock, not knowing what was going on above.

Time was pressing, Wu Bi didn't have time to explain and continue the search, and finally saw a civet cat squatting in the corner, and estimated that it was it.

First of all, the size of this civet cat is incompatible with the other spirit beasts in the dark prison - in addition to this civet cat, the spirit beast with the least meat in the dark dungeon is the wild crane, which is estimated to be a snack or something like that.

So what is this cat?

In addition to its protruding size, the expression of this civet cat was also relatively calm, squatting on a raised rock in the corner of the wall, flicking its tail and flicking, as if it was a little impatient with Wu Bi, an uninvited guest.

"Meow meow?" Wu Bi directly opened the soul dialogue, the cat's nose wrinkled, and his expression became a little solemn.

"What does this little bastard say?" the cat purred.

As soon as the cat spoke, Wu Bi found the correct pronunciation, and hurriedly asked, "Does Brother Cat know how to get out?"

The cat seemed surprised that Wu Bi could speak cat language: "It's not a human, it's a demon?"

The cat snorted as she asked, as if she wanted to smell Wu Bi clearly: "Is it a ghost?"

When Wu Bi heard that he was a ghost, he knew that this cat might be quite capable, so he slowly walked to his side and asked again: "Does Brother Cat know how to get out?"

"Where did you come from, where did you go. "The cat is a little impatient.

Wu Bi knew that he was talking about the floor above the dark prison, shook his head and smiled, and continued to close: "I can't get out of it, does Brother Cat have a name?"

"My name is Mi Jar, and my mother was in Rice Jar when she gave birth to me. The cat licked the yellow and white fur on its chest, "I can't get out of it, and I can't get out of it anywhere else." ”

"Besides, there is food and drink here, what are you doing outside?" the rice bowl seemed to be more satisfied with the days of staying in the dark prison, "One hundred and ten spirit beasts, the fat man eats four or five every day, and he will send a dozen or so to people...... As long as he grows thinner, the fat man will not want to eat, and he will love to eat those who scream fiercely. ”

As he spoke, Mi Jar lifted his buttocks and changed his position to lie down.

Wu Bi's mind turned around, and he seemed to grasp something: "Send a dozen or so every day, eat four or five, where does the extra go?"

"If there is any more, whoever is hungry here will eat each other. Mi Wan looked at Wu Bi expressionlessly, "But don't be afraid, you don't have much meat on your body, maybe like me, no beast likes to eat." ”

Wu Bi knew that this group of animals still didn't know that Buzhen was dead, but he didn't say anything, but continued to ask: "You said it earlier...... If you can't get out of it, you can't get out of anywhere else...... where does 'somewhere else' mean?"

Mi Jar looked at a wall, his pupils shrunk, as if he wanted to hunt: "There is always a sound coming from here, reaching below, very below, like throwing a corpse." ”

The rice bowl stared motionless for a while, and suddenly seemed to have an itchy tail, turned around and licked it: "But through the wall, I can't get out." ”

Wu Bi didn't ask much, he walked straight to the place where the rice jar said, put his hand on it, opened his perception and searched carefully...... Nothing was found, just a dry stone wall.

Although Wu Bi didn't perceive anything, the hint of the rice jar still gave him some inspiration.

"Just behind here, how far?" Wu Bi asked the rice jar when he turned around.

"What are you doing, you want to break it?" Mi Tank's eyes widened, "Don't, it's noisy." ”

"How far?" Wu Bi measured with his hand, for fear that the rice bowl would be the same as Ha San, using dog legs and cat legs as weights and measures.

"What are you doing, what are you doing?" the rice jar shrunk his neck, "three feet three four." ”

Wu Bi didn't expect that the rice jar was quite counting, so he didn't say much, and stood in front of the wall intently, conceiving a slashing surface that was uncertain.

Mi Jar couldn't understand what Wu Bi was going to do, and was very curious, so he sat down next to Wu Bi with his hands and feet, and stared at him together.

A man and a cat were staring at a wall in the midst of the group of spirit beasts, but not long after looking, there was a sudden sound of fragmented footsteps outside the dark prison.

Immediately afterward, a shrill voice that seemed to be about to remove human bone marrow said: "That little demon is really dead, how did he die? ”

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