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Then, as if not seeing Philander, he walked towards the old man.

"Luger is dead?" Philander jumped up suddenly, there was a clear hint of joy in his eyes, but his face still showed fear, and he couldn't help but retreat until he reached the door, and the young man named Yasuo, who was standing in the way, pushed back.

Between ghosts and monsters, in this world, most people are afraid of the former.

Glancing at Philander, who was obviously frightened, Yasuo explained sullenly: "Mr. Luger, I was just invited by us in a soul state, and Sakura will escort Mr. Luger's soul back later." ”

"Damn Luger, you bastard!" Phil Ander jumped to his feet, and the self-esteem and decency that he had been pretending to be aside.

After all, he was beaten so embarrassed, his dignity was long gone, and this cultivation was dispensable.

"Do you blame me?" Luger looked at him innocently, and by the way, he maliciously sold a cute, his eyes blinked, and in the end, he was not enough, so he gestured with a scissor hand.

This is simply malice from another world.

"Poof—"

A girl's chuckle came from the side, and Luger looked over to see that it was the black-robed girl, she covered her mouth, looking like she wanted to laugh but endured it.

Noticing that Luger was looking at her, the girl lifted the corners of her skirt with her hands apart and bent slightly towards Luger.

Luger put his hands on his chest, looked at her and looked down slightly, and smiled slightly. Then he found that the face of this black-robed girl turned red all of a sudden, but it was not shy, and her smile was still weird.

At this time, the old man opened a door.

Then, he walked in first, and then made a gesture of please to the few people present. Then, remove the lantern hanging on the wall, unscrew it, and head inside.

Luger only had an idea in his mind, and he floated slowly behind the old man.

He looked at the old man a few times, then turned his gaze elsewhere. Now I walked down a spiral staircase, the bottom was pitch black, there was nothing to see, only sounds could be heard, only fragmentary footsteps.

On the walls, there are no oil paintings or anything like that.

At this moment, there was a muffled click, and the door was closed, and the light came back on after a sudden dimming. Yes, a few more hand-held lamps were unscrewed.

Luger glanced at Philander, who was now honest and calm.

"What's down there?" Luger asked, looking calmer than Philander had been through once. He is now in a soul state, although it is not clear whether the extraordinary strength of these disciples can affect him, but many attacks on the fists and swords, he can basically ignore them, and he is not worried about any traps.

"An iron cage. Rusty. The muffled voice came from the young man named Yasuo.

Luger knew that he was the one who had come to pick him up and had a good temper, so he leaned over and said with a smile: "There should be something unusual, right?

"If you have to say something unusual, the rust is close to your ears, and you can hear someone wailing. Yasuo thought for a moment and said, "Your Excellency Phil, he didn't see anything. ”

"Hmph, that's just an ordinary ancient iron cage!"

Philander spoke up, with a vague anger, "Except that you can't open it!"

"That's a good indication that there's something wrong with it!" Yasuo scrambled and then yelled viciously, "Shut up, you are not allowed to speak without grandpa's permission." ”

Philander's face turned pale, but he didn't speak again after all, just looked at Luger viciously.

Luger didn't care, he turned his head, looked at the old man walking in front, and saw that he didn't react at all, and suddenly couldn't help but smile in his heart.

The guys who seem to be honest people are really not honest.

It's a very simple discord meter!

But it's a pity that these people shouldn't know that he and Phil Ander are completely overwhelmed, and they want each other to die. This kind of crude discord scheme that discriminates in order to arouse resentment and deterioration of relations is simply a recipe for ......

So after thinking about it, he decided to stimulate Phil Ender again.

"Hey, Yasuo, how long are we going to go?"

"Shut up, too!" Yasuo roared again, looking impatient.

Luger was stunned, and then he glanced at the others, but saw that their expressions did not change at all, and suddenly understood-dare that his previous good temper was pretended?

Damn it!

Luger scolded with a grim face.

After walking for a while, a strange color appeared at the bottom, and the light of the portable lamp began to shine. It's already on the ground.

Luger's eyes turned to the iron cage that Philand's mouth was talking about.

It seems to have been cast from bronze mixed with iron, and the cage looked blue and black, with rust everywhere, and there were two kinds of rust, rust and patina.

The cage is not large, only the size of a human head.

And inside this cage, pulled by two iron chains up and down, a small box is hung.

A small, boxy black box.

The corners of Luger's eyes twitched subconsciously. This box, which he was all too familiar with, was the source of potential he had found on Ficheri's corpse.

It's just that this box didn't give him a little bit of potential.

Guessing, Luger fell to the cage, and after he took a closer look, his eyebrows suddenly raised, and a strange and inexplicable smile appeared on his face: "Hehe, guys, what do you think, how did you imitate the ancient key to unlock the lock?"

"Why, isn't it?" said the old man, unable to hide his joy.

Luger nodded, then stepped forward, pointed out a few places, and said, "You guys press it, and the cage will open." ”

Surprised, but the essence named Yasuo, who was obviously impatient, stepped forward quickly, and did as Luger said, but the cage did not move.

"Be strong. Luger said at the right time, a hint of strangeness flashing in his eyes.

Yasuo had extraordinary power, which he had heard with his own ears, so now he could see the disciples' use of extraordinary power.

"Ho-"

With a low roar, Yasuo's arms suddenly bulged, and then he slammed his fists twice and smashed them into the iron cage. Immediately, his hands twitched a few times, and he stepped back with a painful expression.

The cage that made them helpless naturally could not be damaged like this.

Click, click, several sounds in a row, the cage that was not deformed, after a strange sound, the upper side sank on its own, and then the whole thing opened.

Seeing this, Lugar breathed a sigh of relief.

He guessed correctly, the principle of this cage, sure enough, is the same as the pet cage in his memory before he crossed over, it is a production method, except that it is more particular about the materials and is not painted.

"Then, it is also clear what age this cage is a creation. ”