She, she, she!

Who is she?

Who do you mean?

Do you play pantomime with yourself?!

In the end, Lady Sang forced herself to calm her anger, and this space would neutralize all abilities except this woman's, so even if her hands were tethered, they were no match for her.

In this space, she is invincible!

But outside of the space she couldn't reach.

"One...... Someone who has the same eyes as me......"

After saying this, she sat down on her knees again, as if with all her strength, her eyes covered with her hair, and everything was back to the way she had been when Lady Sang had first arrived.

Until she was taken out of the stone gate by the old man, Mrs. Sang couldn't think of anyone she had seen who could have such eyes.

Here she comes......

Who?

Could it be that he is just mixing in his own private house?

After all, it was not long after the arrival of those people that this woman made this request, and it is impossible that there is no connection in this.

Who is it?

Stinky monk? Asin had fought with him, so he should know if he had it.

The Witch Saintess? This is possible, the witch clan is mysterious, although this holy woman has not been in office for a long time, but it should not be underestimated, and it is a worthy object.

Other......

Just as Mrs. Sang was enumerating the suspects one by one in her heart, the old man had already led her out of the control of the formation, sent her back to the dormitory, and finally disappeared into the night silently.

Mrs. Sang was accustomed to his elusiveness, and at present, she wanted to list the most suspicious people, but she really didn't know which one, so she could only arrest them all and bring them over.

Mrs. Sang brushed away the fierceness in her eyes, raised her foot and approached the bed, and reached out to press a tiny stake protrusion under the bed.

There was a secret passage under the bed, but the entrance was very small, allowing only cats and dogs to enter and exit.

I saw Mrs. Sang transform into a four-tailed fox, snow-white, without a single stray hair, four hairy tails intertwined and erected with each other, and a little bewitching red at the center of her eyebrows.

She stepped into the secret passage with light steps, and under her feet was a stone staircase, which continued to spread downward, and the more she went, the more spacious it became, but Mrs. Sang never changed.

It had been a long time since she had returned to her original form, and Mrs. Sang enjoyed the feeling of being untettered and flexible.

The pace is elegant, but the speed is not slow, and in the blink of an eye, it has come to the bottom floor.

The decoration underneath was similar to that of her bedroom, and there was something lying on the corresponding bed, letting out a low roar.

If the old saying is a monk, you will recognize at a glance that this is the evil dragon who fought with him!

The dragon's originally shiny scarlet scales were flipped in several places, revealing the white bones of the forest, and white smoke continued to emerge from the wound, which seemed to be healing, but it was soon destroyed by the strange golden threads remaining at the wound.

A dragon's horn broke, and a blue liquid flowed out of the broken place with a glow.

It shrunk and curled up on the bed, blood constantly pouring out of the dragon's body with many holes, and the bedding beneath it was stained red with blood.

Blood spilled from his mouth, Ao Xin curled up in pain, and the temperature of the dragon's breath turned into white smoke after exhaling in an instant.

Damn monk! Next time, he will be broken into pieces!

Anger turned into a roar that resounded throughout the underground chamber.

Even if he was so embarrassed, Ao Xin never had the slightest timidity in his heart, and when his injuries healed, he would definitely avenge this arrow!

Hearing the roar, Mrs. Sang's footsteps increased significantly, and she appeared in front of the couch in a white light, hurriedly turning back into a human form.

"Ah Xin!"