"Presumptuous!!" The middle-aged man was furious, the gold wire lenses on the bridge of his nose seemed to be cracked, his eyes were gloomy and almost devouring, tearing his usual gentleness to pieces, and the whole person suddenly became violent.

The short old man's words had already touched the taboo in the hearts of the middle-aged man, he stared at the short old man, and said coldly: "Of course I haven't forgotten the original choice!!"

"Don't forget, neither you nor I have clean hands. ”

"Ask yourself, who would dare to say that Honeydonta has put less effort into this than any of you here?"

The short old man held back his neck, and his arrogance was suppressed by the middle-aged man, but he still stared at himself and held on.

The young man of the yin owl came suddenly from nowhere, like a shadow appeared behind the short old man, the black lines under his eyes flickered, his eyes were indifferent and cold, without a trace of emotion, it seemed that as long as the middle-aged man gave an order, he would burst out and kill the short old man on the spot!

"Ahem...... Oops, old man, you're going a little too far......"

The middle-aged man was a little angry, looked at the old woman who had just spoken out, kept her head down and was silently stroking the little snake wrapped around her wrist, and said softly: "Ku woman, what do you mean?"

The old woman stretched out her hand to comb her withered yellow hair behind her head, pursed her mouth with a few teeth, her eyes were stunned, as if she was reminiscing, she sighed lightly for a while, and touched the little snake on her wrist and slowly spoke.

"She's a poor person, too......"

Everyone's minds have the scene of the woman going up the mountain back then, sad and resolute, her face is not as waxy as it is now, her eyebrows and eyes are amazing, her arrogance refuses to bow her head, and the elegance makes a skeleton dim.

How arrogant she was in the past, she almost made this wasteland bleed.

"She shouldn't have been allowed to go up the mountain in the first place, at that special occasion, internal and external troubles, if it wasn't for more than ten years ago...... If it weren't for your insistence, and for some reason there was an idea coming from the Secret Temple, how would she have entered the castle and been allowed to participate in the plan we have been planning for more than a hundred years!"

"Now that so many eyes are secretly coveting what is hidden under our fort, and no one has reported that my skeleton has been hidden for so many years, how can they vaguely know about it, and it can't be that the news leaked from her!"

The short old man gritted his teeth unwillingly, his eyes were dark, and his two eyebrows were twisted together.

Although there was some disrespect in his words, he could see that he still had a lot of resentment in his heart, and in his opinion, the arrival of Honeydon Tower in the castle was a big trouble, and the root cause of the continuous disaster!

"So are you questioning me, or the sleeping one in the secret hall?"

The middle-aged man glanced at him, without the slightest anger, his face was calm, and he asked lightly.

The short old man looked up at the cold eyes of the middle-aged man, which flashed with a tyrannical light that he had not seen for a long time, and his heart couldn't help but tremble, thinking of his blood-colored figure in the past, he was a little stunned, and his limbs were numb.

"Don't dare to ......"

The short old man lowered his head, unable to withstand the middle-aged man's qi, avoided his gaze, and whispered with an astringent tongue.

"Then shut up for me!!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and his breath suddenly released, domineering and calm, enveloping everyone's hearts, revealing absolute unquestionable, so strong that it was almost suffocating. Behind it, the dense lights suddenly burst into the sky, as if to burn the sky and stain the darkness red.

This is the authority of the skeleton!

"This matter ends here, don't ask any more questions, I have my own arrangements......" The middle-aged man glanced at everyone in the raging firelight, and saw that everyone bowed their heads under the aggressive gaze, "Also, if this is the matter, I will send them in...... Forge it. ”

The middle-aged man rubbed his forehead, revealing a deep tiredness, and after that, his body disappeared into the attic, but the coercion seemed to still exist, making everyone a little breathless.

The lamp trembled, and in an instant it retracted to the size of a grain of rice, as bright as a bean, and not dazzling.

Thumir's face was expressionless, his eyes were rigid, he glanced at the lamp that had been extinguished, his face stiffened, he didn't greet anyone, and left directly.

The young man and the owner of the cold voice also disappeared in an instant.

The huge attic was empty, and in the blink of an eye it was silent, except for the short old man who bowed his head in a gloomy manner.

"How...... Still haven't figured it out?"

The bitter woman's voice reached the ears of the short old man, and his body was stunned, and his face became more and more bitter.

"No, but he's a little too arbitrary......"

The short old man looked up at the old woman and said quietly.

The old woman frowned, stopped stroking the little snake's hand, stared straight into the eyes of the short old man, and said seriously.

"Choosing the old man who was still weak was also the decision we made together, since we serve him as the Lord, then even if it is life and death, we should have no regrets. In the future, you must completely dispel such thoughts, and don't think about it again, otherwise I will be the first to attack you. ”

"I know, but it's just that I'm still a little depressed......"

The short old man avoided the old woman's chilling gaze, and his heart trembled, he knew that the bitter woman would definitely do what she said.

"Remember, a group of madmen can only be controlled by a tyrant in the true sense of the word, otherwise the present fort would not be what it is now! ”

The corners of the bitter woman's mouth hooked up a smile, she glanced deeply at the short old man, and left the place with the cheer of the little snake on her wrist.

The attic was deserted, and the short old man's eyes lit up for a moment as he looked at the thick darkness of the dome.

......

After Ji Ge asked him to leave quickly, Ji Ge packed up all the important things, the black air swirled all over his body, and his feet were light, and he climbed over the wall and left the deep courtyard in a few ups and downs.

The moment he stepped out of the deep courtyard, there was a moment of confusion in his heart, not knowing where he should be, but in an instant, his eyes became hard, and he walked towards the back cliff with all his might.

Ji Ge came to the hut where he had been divided when he and a few young captives first went to the castle, and when he opened the door, it had not been inhabited for a long time and was already covered with dust, and the corners of the walls were covered with cobwebs.

He spent the night cleaning up a little and settled in.

Everything seemed to be back to the beginning, lying down, Ji Ge's heart was very confused, he didn't know what the soul wanted, but he had a faint feeling that this night would not be peaceful.

In a trance, Ji Ge got up and opened the door, the slightly cold night air made him sober up a lot, standing at the door and looking at the direction of the castle in a daze, there were many shadows, but there was no movement, the darkness seemed to swallow everything, and the intrusion of the red corpse was like a stone thrown down without splashing a ripple.

After a long time, Ji Ge was about to go back to the house, but suddenly there was a moment in his heart, a roar sounded in his heart, full of unspeakable pain, and even more hatred, as if he was about to shatter the heavens and the earth, like a thunderclap in his heart, illuminating his eyes.

Ji Ge was suddenly startled, it was obviously dark in front of him, but it seemed to be blind, white and vast, with a vague outline, but it was shrouded in fog, and he couldn't see it really.

In just an instant, Ji Ge blinked an eye, and the white fog that filled his eyes dissipated, as if it was just an illusion, and the night was still dark in front of him, and the ancient castle was majestically entrenched in the darkness.

Ji Ge didn't know where the voice came from, it seemed to come from the dark, he didn't go back to the house, but stood where he was, motionless and looking in the direction of the castle, as if frozen.

At a moment before dawn, a firelight suddenly jumped in the distance, dyeing a line of red sky, and after a while, the morning sun rose out, reflected in the pupils, dispelling all the darkness behind Ji Ge, leaving only an elongated shadow.

The night is over.