When Lin Ming woke up, he found himself in a damp and gloomy dungeon, surrounded by extremely darkness, and occasionally only the sound of water droplets dripping. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"It hurts me to death!" Lin Ming rubbed the strangulation marks on his arm uncomfortably, the blood stains had already scabbed, but a tingling sensation couldn't help but come, obviously, the vines of the Nale people were definitely not ordinary vines, they were definitely special vines that had strengthened the cultivation of pain toxins.

"What the hell is this place?" Lin Ming looked at the darkness around him speechlessly, he had long known that the mirror world was extremely dangerous, and every adventure in the past was considered ignorant to himself, but after he reached the level of a warlock, he took the initiative to reduce his adventures in the mirror world, but this time he still fell into a dangerous situation, alas, people are not as good as heaven.

Standing up, Lin Ming walked to the edge of the dungeon, touched the steel cage entangled with a large number of vines, and shook it hard, wanting to pull it away, although he knew that this cage would not be opened so easily, but he really felt the solid feeling coming from his hand, Lin Ming still felt a little disappointed, this dungeon was really strong enough.

Not far from the ground facing each other, there were other single-room dungeons, Lin Ming's eyesight was amazing, but he found that there was no one in those cages, and it seemed that he was the only one in the entire dungeon.

I don't know how long time has passed, Lin Ming can only convert the earth time into time in his heart, and when he has nothing to do, he closes his eyes and meditates, quietly cultivating the Book of Light Spirits, and his spiritual power is inaudible but firmly and slowly growing.

About four days have passed, and with Lin Ming's physical fitness, he has suffered from four days of not eating or drinking, and he also feels tired and hungry in his body.

Lin Ming felt diggy in his head, opened his eyes, opened his waist bag and checked, just as Lin Ming smashed his mouth, wondering if he had eaten the strange fish, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the dungeon.

A green figure walked outside the cell, and Lin Ming looked up to see that it was Beatrice.

Beatrice looked at Lin Ming with a bad face: "Wait for the person who knows the crystal mask to come and pick you up, you, do it yourself!" After that, Beatrice turned around and was about to leave.

Lin Ming was stunned, and hurriedly shouted: "Hey, hey, can you make it clear, don't just say half a word!"

Beatrice paused, sneered and said to Lin Ming: "I promised to keep you safe, and I did it, but now that the crystal mask is coming to ask for someone, I can't protect you!"

"Crystal Mask?" Lin Ming asked curiously, "What kind of organization is Crystal Mask?"

Beatrice raised her eyebrows: "You don't even know the Crystal Mask?"

Lin Ming asked, "Should I know?"

"Then do you know our Spirit Clan?" Beatrice snorted and asked, thinking about it, knowing that Lin Ming was only at the level of a leaf, and he still had little experience, and some things might not be known.

"Of course I know, although the Spirit Race is not a powerful race in the Great Universe, it is not a small race anymore, it controls six big worlds in its hands, and it deters and suppresses countless small and medium-sized world races!" Lin Ming remembered the description of the Spirit Race that he had seen in the Warlock World Encyclopedia.

"Where did you get this information?" Beatrice frowned.

"Warlock World Encyclopedia!" Lin Ming shrugged.

"Your Bronze Tower is also a big organization, why hasn't this information been updated yet!" Beatrice shook her head and said, "Fifty years ago, the Crystal Kamen faction laid down a masterless world, and its strength has increased greatly, and our Spirit Race already has seven great worlds!" Beatrice's eyes were complicated, but she also showed a proud look.

The so-called unowned worlds are those that are controlled only by the native natives.

Lin Ming's eyes rolled: "The faction of the Crystal Mask?"

"Yes, you kid is very clever!" Beatrice shook her head and said, "I am a member of the Temple of Life, and I belong to the orthodox spirit race, so I can be regarded as a conservative faction!"

"Does the Crystal Mask belong to the radicals?" asked Lin Mingming.

"Yes, these are not secrets, it's just that the two major factions got along harmoniously, but because the Crystal Mask actually lost the sacred relics in the clan, and all of a sudden, dissatisfaction with it in the temple erupted!" Beatrice sighed: "Now the matter of the civil war of the Spirit Race has spread in the major worlds, and the major worlds are watching the jokes of our Spirit Clan!"

"Oh, it seems that your Life Temple should be at a disadvantage, right!?" Lin Ming said clearly.

"Hmph!" Beatrice said coldly: "Our Life Temple is full of some logistics personnel, most of the elders and deacons are in charge of the affairs of the clan, and almost all of those military war positions are in the Crystal Mask faction, which faction do you think will have the advantage?"

"That!" Lin Ming asked puzzledly, "Why did you hand me over to them? ”

As he was speaking, Lin Ming suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Could it be... ”

"That's right, Monica's slut is the person with the Crystal Mask!" Beatrice looked at Lin Ming with some sympathy: "If it falls into her hands, you are finished!"

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Lin Ming watched speechlessly as Beatrice's departing back disappeared into the darkness, how could he finally escape from the clutches of the devil, after suffering the sins of the past few days, he still couldn't escape the palm of that terrible woman.

Helpless, this cage is dead, Lin Ming can't escape, and it is impossible for Beatrice to let him go without permission, and the war between the Temple of Life and the Crystal Mask is just a civil war, and it is impossible to break the rules because of him as an outsider, but I don't know what the old woman Monica used to exchange her past.

Lin Ming thought about it, and only felt that the only possibility was because he knew the secret of the death Bible.

Before Lin Ming could continue to think about it, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the dungeon again, but this time the footsteps were much denser, and there were obviously a lot of people.

Lin Ming cheered up and looked outside, a group of women in white clothes walked over, in the darkness and dead silence, a group of women in white clothes and with pale faceless masks were indescribably weird.

The leading woman looked at Lin Ming in the dungeon, and her cold voice seemed to be able to freeze people to death: "You are the human who threatens Monica, what's your name?"

Lin Ming's spiritual power probed out, but it was blocked by the shield on the woman's body, and there was no way to know the woman's combat power level, but the dozen or so people behind the leading woman were all at the level of one leaf, and more than a dozen of them were strong at the level of one leaf, and they were called spirit people in this spirit clan, Lin Ming didn't think about it and immediately replied honestly: "My name is Lin Ming!"

At this time, the leading woman had not yet spoken, but the figure of a woman behind her moved, and the leading woman immediately wiped her senses: "What, Han Xue, do you know him?"

"Han Xue?" Lin Ming's heart moved, and the image of a cute and cute girl appeared in his mind, and when he looked up, the woman's figure did look very similar to Han Xue.

"I don't know!" the woman's crisp voice rang out.

Lin Ming's heart lit up, and this voice was Han Xue.

"Oh!" the Odd Woman turned her head and pointed at Lin Ming and said, "Tie him up, let's go, Master Monica is still waiting for us!"

Several women behind him held a special secret treasure, controlled the cage to open the door, and dragged Lin Ming, who was weak, out of the dungeon.

After leaving the prison door, it was still a jungle, and Lin Ming looked at this familiar dense forest and felt faintly clear in his heart.

The people in the crystal mask drove Lin Ming to a wide place, where a group of harpy banshees, a race with strong flying ability, and several people dragged Lin Ming onto the back of the banshee, and flew up with a roar.

Lin Ming faintly paid attention to the girl named Han Xue, and found that the girl looked ordinary, without noticing himself at all, Lin Ming secretly said in his heart, did he think wrong, this Han Xue is not that Han Xue at all, but no, when she heard her name just now, she was so surprised, she must know herself, Lin Ming thought in his heart, and glanced at the leading woman in front of him who did not know the rank, Lin Ming faintly felt that he knew the reason.