Going down through the secret door is a corridor with a cell on one side that houses a dozen women.

Of the dozen or so black goo women, most of them were blackened black women, and there were a few women outside the black sky. All of them were young, and the youngest was even twelve or thirteen years old. Most of them were unclothed, dirty, and wounded.

Seeing Luoyang and his party coming down the stone stairs, they were all terrified and rushed to hide in the corner of the cell.

Discovering these women, combined with their situation, Luoyang immediately understood who those gadgets in the bedroom were used for, as well as the hat woven with curved hair, and the human skin calligraphy and painting, all of which had found the source.

"Don't be afraid, Montenegro has been killed by me, and I am here to save you." Luoyang comforted the women.

No one dared to speak to those women, and they all looked very nervous and scared.

Luoyang turned back to Amihei and said, "Amihei, you can talk to her, and then take them out."

"Okay, big brother." Amihei stepped forward to negotiate with the women who were imprisoned in the cell, she was also a black goo woman, and it was easier to gain the trust of those women.

[In view of the general environment,

Fang Zheng, Fang Yuan, Yan Hu and Luo Yang continued to walk towards the end of the corridor.

"I didn't expect that Montenegro to be so evil, he actually imprisoned so many women under the bedroom for his pleasure, I really want to kill him again!" Fang Yuan said angrily.

Luo Yang stretched out his hand and hugged Fang Yuan's little waist: "My beloved wife is angry, I will cut off his head when I turn around, and let those women who have been bullied by him kick as balls."

Fang Yuan burst out laughing, and he was really deflated.

"Big brother, I want to eat that black mountain." Yanhu interjected.

Luoyang: "......"

It's really not good to eat people at every turn.

Moreover, the most vegetable demon king has always only eaten immortals, and the taste is tricky. Fortunately, it was him, if it was a different man, he wouldn't even be able to find her a snack.

Fang Zheng coughed, he already hated this kind of thing like dog food.

The end of the hallway arrived, and it was a door made of Chaos Stone with a seal on it.

Luoyang easily opened the seal and opened the door.

The moment the door opened, a dazzling golden light greeted him. The four people standing at the door were all stunned by the scene behind the door.

It's a big pile of immortal gold coins, more than one person tall.

All kinds of rare spiritual materials are stacked at will, as well as magic weapons and immortal armor......

Fang Zheng strode towards the pair of immortal gold coins, and when he got closer, he flew and smashed the whole person on the pile of golden immortal gold coins: "Hahaha......

Fang Yuan sighed, "Hey, wealth fan."

Luoyang didn't agree, after all, the master with a rectangular face had another one

identity, that is the father-in-law. It doesn't matter what the daughter says about her father, but he, the son-in-law, can't just talk about her father-in-law.

Luoyang looked at the apparatus first, and saw one to receive one.

Fang Zhengze started his favorite job, counting money: "One, two, three...... One hundred and eight, one hundred and nine......"

It wasn't until Luoyang put those spiritual materials, magic weapons, and immortal armor into the greedy snake bag, and when there was only the pile of immortal gold coins left in the small treasury, he suddenly looked back and saw that the master with a rectangular face was still counting the money.

"One thousand eight hundred and nine, one thousand eight hundred and one ......"

Fang Yuan said with a sad face, "Dad, how long are you going to count like this?"

Fang Zheng didn't dare to answer, for fear of disrupting his count.

Luo Yang poked Fang Yuan's waist with his hand.

Fang Yuan looked at Luoyang.

Luoyang crooked the corners of his mouth.

Fang Yuan's face turned red inexplicably, and he snorted lightly, but obediently followed Luo Yang out of the secret room vault.

Her father

How many immortal gold coins can be counted, at best, it is only two or three hundred thousand, and she can count hundreds of millions at a time.

Yanhu also followed, and when she got to the corridor, she asked, "Big brother, don't you load gold coins?"

"Pretend, wait until Master finishes counting." Luoyang said.

Fang Yuan smiled and said, "Yanhu, your eldest brother wants to put other coins."

"Uh, what's that?" Yanhu looked confused, and his big eyes were full of clear cute and stupid light.

Fang Yuan didn't explain, and pulled the most rookie demon king away.

Luoyang glanced back, and the master with a rectangular face was still immersed in the world of counting money.

"Two thousand one hundred and seven, two thousand one hundred and eight......

Everything is inferior, only the money is high.

Amihei took those female slaves out, and those female slaves would accuse Montenegro of their crimes, which is equivalent to adding another halo to Luoyang, the "Great Son of Chaos", that is, "Savior", which together is "The Great Son of Chaos Savior Master".

Quiet in the dark-style bedroom.

"Han Wu, I don't like this style, I want to throw all this mess out, I don't want my wedding night, there are human skulls, human skins or something in my new house." Fang Yuan said.

Luo Yang smiled and said, "I'll have people remove these things later, and then dress them up according to your requirements."

Fang Yuan glanced at his junior brother, as if he had guessed something, and bit his lips lightly: "Do you really want to?"

Without waiting for Luoyang to speak, Yanhu interjected and said, "What do you want, count the coins?"

Fang Yuan chuckled again: "You don't have any, what are you counting?"

"I have!" Yanhu was not happy.

Fang Yuan changed his words: "Yes, you have, yes

I can't count them."

Yanhu took out two immortal gold coins, and looked unhappy: "Why can't you count it, one, two, isn't this a clear count?"

Fang Yuan smiled disdainfully, lay down on the five-meter-wide Chaos Stone Bed, and then beckoned to Luoyang, "Han Wu, you can count it for her."

Luoyang was a little embarrassed, but he still leaned over and counted seriously: "One, two, three......

A strange expression appeared on Yanhu's face.

She really didn't, the poverty of the white tiger spirit is the kind of poverty that doesn't even have one.

Night falls.

Fang Zheng finally counted the pile of immortal gold coins, three hundred and eighteen thousand. Before, he also nagged Luoyang to give those apologetics immortals double the money, and after counting the pile of immortal gold coins, he felt that the money was just a drizzle.

When he left the vault room, Fang Zheng stuffed several pockets with immortal gold coins, and then returned to the bedroom through the secret passage.

The dark-style bedroom has been transformed, with a huge stone bed covered with white blankets, red cups, and a pair of red candles lit on the bedside. The mess in the room was gone, and several festive decorations were added.

Fang Yuan was wearing a red wedding robe, with a hijab on his head, Luoyang was standing next to her, also wearing a red wedding robe, it was really beautiful, and he was a little bit of a man.

"Master, have you finished counting?" Luo Yang asked.

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "After counting, you remember to load it up." Also, shouldn't you change your tune tonight?"

Luoyang knelt down: "Dad, please accept the worship of the son-in-law."

Fang Zheng laughed happily.

Fang Yuan knelt down again and bowed three times with Luoyang.

Fang Zheng Lao was pleased: "Han Wu, Yujie, you will be husband and wife in the future, you must love each other and revive my Han Wuzong together."

Luo Yang nodded: "Dad, don't worry, it won't be long before you will sit on the throne of the sect master of the Han Wu Palace."

Fang Yuan got up and pushed Fang Zheng towards the door.

Fang Zheng was surprised, "Yujie, what are you doing here?"

"Dad, it's none of your business here,

You go outside and play." Fang Yuan opened the door and pushed Fang Zheng out.

Fangzheng's rectangular face was a little unbearable, and he reproached, "You girl......

Bang!

The door was closed.

Fang Yuan walked towards Luoyang, "Han Wu, how many did you count before?"

Luoyang thought for a moment: "One thousand eight hundred and six."

Fang Yuan smiled and said, "It's time for me to count this time, I want to see if it's your money or mine."

Luoyang: "......"

This bride's name is Yujie Zhenren, and he always feels that something is wrong.