Zhang Fan went forward less than 100 meters and saw a long-haired woman in a dark red coat, kneeling on the ground, laboriously wiping the ground with the rag in her hand.

She rubbed hard and hard.

left Zhang Fan with a thin and lonely back.

At this scene, Zhang Fan's eyes were rosy, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

It turns out that you have suffered so much here.

Originally...... You've been pretending to be strong.

Zhang Fan clenched his fists, approached quickly, and when he came to the back of the long-haired woman, he directly hugged her gently in his arms.

"Hui Hui...... I'm sorry....... It's not good for me to make you suffer here. Zhang Fan's nose was sour, and his voice trembled and said.

After hearing Zhang Fan's voice, the long-haired woman's body stiffened significantly, and then slowly turned her head, looked at Zhang Fan, and asked puzzledly, "Who are you?!" ”

"I'm Zhang Fan, Xiao Huihui, ...... you" Zhang Fan looked up, and when he saw the other party's appearance, he was immediately frightened and jumped up, and when it came to his mouth, he swallowed it back into his stomach.

I saw that the woman in front of her, where was Feng Hui, was clearly an extremely strange woman, and her face was full of pockmarks.

"You...... Who are you? Zhang Fan hurriedly let go of the hands that were hugging the other party, took a few steps back, and asked with a shocked face.

"I'm a handyman working here, my name is Feng Hui."

The woman tilted her head and looked at Zhang Fan in surprise.

was suddenly hugged by a stranger, and it was the first time she had encountered it.

And he's such a handsome man.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person. Excuse me, I'll leave now. ”

At this moment, Zhang Fan realized that he had recognized the wrong person.

The Feng Hui in front of him was not the Feng Hui he was looking for.

It's hard.

Since the real Feng Hui is not here, where will it be?

Just when Zhang Fan was thinking so, suddenly the shouts of a short female ghost suddenly came from the direction behind her, and she was shouting for Zhang Fan to flee quickly.

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.

"Run, someone has been sent from above to arrest you, if you don't run, it'll be too late!!" The dwarf female ghost shouted in panic with a frightened face.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhang Fan didn't understand how he could be found out if he didn't do anything.

"A wanted warrant has been issued above, while there are not many people around, you run quickly, as long as you run out of the Sansheng Huangquan Inn, you will be safe."

The short female ghost didn't have time to explain too much to Zhang Fan, grabbed his arm and rushed outside.

But when he ran to the fork in the road, he saw dozens of headless warriors in black armor, slowly approaching.

"Go this way."

Seeing this scene, the short female ghost was frightened and immediately turned around and ran to the other side.

But before he could go far, he was confronted by another group of headless warriors in black armor.

The huge bodies of this group of headless warriors were shrouded in a strong spiritual aura, holding an axe and a sword in their left and right hands, respectively, looking solemn and cold, and their bodies were surrounded by an almost substantial murderous aura.

"We can't run away!!"

At this moment, the short female ghost was frightened and sat on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan also shook his head bitterly, this time it was really troublesome.

.......

Zhang Fan and the short female ghost, one person and one ghost, were pressed back to the Sansheng Huangquan Inn by a group of headless black-armored warriors.

This is a huge and vast palace.

On the left and right sides of the palace, there are many terrifying ghosts.

Among them were terrifying red-clothed ghosts, as well as many terrifying devils shrouded in a mosaic aura, and on the throne above the palace sat a blood-red figure covered by divine aura and unable to see the figure.

This figure was so terrifying, it just sat there, and there was a force of extinction that slaughtered thousands of living beings in the air.

It was as if it had become a celestial power at this moment, a taboo that could not be looked at directly.

Unable to speak, impossible to imagine, unable to look directly.

Zhang Fan and the others were pressed to come here, and a group of headless black-armored warriors retreated and left with interest.

In this palace, in addition to Zhang Fan and the others, there was a man on the ground who was bound by iron chains and knelt on the ground.

He looked to be about thirty years old, wearing a loose coat, with a scruffy beard, looking very embarrassed, covered in blood, as if he had been severely beaten when he was caught here, but Rao was so, he still held on to his breath, desperately not letting himself fall.

Compared with his miserable situation, the situation of Zhang Fan and the others is much better.

Before anyone could speak, the short female ghost was immediately frightened and fell to her knees, kowtowing desperately and begging for mercy: "Eldest sister, I know that I was wrong, the slave maid should not take someone into the Huangquan Inn without permission, it is all my fault, please be magnanimous and spare the slave maid's life." ”

Listening to her words begging for mercy, the whole palace fell silent, and no one responded.

After a long time, the terrible figure of the throne, slowly raised her right hand, flicked her fingers, and in an instant the short female ghost only felt a flower in front of her, and when she came back to her senses, she found that she had left the palace and returned to her residence.

"I ...... Not dead? Big sister spared me?! ”

The little female ghost looked incredulous.

It stands to reason that she took a living person into the depths of the Sansheng Huangquan Inn without permission, which is already considered an unforgivable capital crime.

Therefore, she really never expected that the eldest sister would let her live.

After sending away the dwarf female ghost, only Zhang Fan and the man who was tied to the ground by iron chains were left in the palace.

Looking at the horrible ghosts in front of him.

The middle-aged man's face showed despair and bitterness, he laughed twice, and suddenly looked at Zhang Fan and shouted: "Brother, now that the two of us have fallen into the hands of this gang of miscellaneous people, how about the two of us join forces to resist?" ”

"As long as you and I join forces, we will definitely be able to escape." The man knew that there was a mortal situation in front of him, so he began to want to win over Zhang Fan, and wanted to pull a cushion before he died.

But in this regard, Zhang Fan did not speak, but shook his head, which can be regarded as a tacit refusal.

Jokes, there are so many terrible ghosts here, there are so many devils alone, not to mention that you can't open the ghost box, even if you can really open it, I'm afraid it will be more than lucky.

So at the moment, it is very unwise to confront the people of Sansheng Huangquan Inn.

"Brother, it's really too late if you don't do it."

"Both of us are uninvited guests who trespassed here, and they would be very cruel to us."

The man gasped for breath, and the number above his head, representing the survivor level, kept beating and flashing.

He is a survivor at level 50.

Even if he is at the full level, in the face of the power of the Sansheng Huangquan Inn, it will be useless, after all, it is not enough to see.

That's right, the person behind the scenes of the Sansheng Huangquan Inn is a maze manager.

In addition to the most terrifying maze creator, the entire hell labyrinth is the most terrifying, that is, the administrator is the most awesome.

Listening to the chatter of the man on the ground, Zhang Fan only felt that his head was big, and he subconsciously distanced himself.

This guy is definitely not a good person, and it is better to distance himself from him, so as not to be affected later.

At this time, I don't know where Gao Daqiang went, if she is there, she will definitely be able to help herself say good things, and let the people here spare their lives.

While Zhang Fan was thinking nonsense, suddenly, a female ghost in red flew out from behind carrying a chair and quickly placed it under Zhang Fan's buttocks, as if she wanted him to sit down.

After putting down the chair, the female ghost in red left again.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan's eyes widened.

Similarly, the middle-aged man who kept picking up Zhang Fan and getting up to rebel was also shocked, and it can be said that the whole person was dumbfounded.

Holy, what is this operation?

They're all prisoners, why would you arrange a chair for them? And I had to be chained like a wild dog thrown to the ground?

It's not fair, it's not fair.

"Brother, it seems that your situation is worse than mine."

Zhang Fan looked at the middle-aged man on the ground and said with a strange expression, after saying this, he sat directly on the chair in front of the other party.

Not to mention, it is comfortable to sit in a chair.

This scene can be said to make the middle-aged man's eyes split, and his eyes almost burst into flames.

Anger, unprecedented anger welled up in my heart.

"your grandma!!"

Finally, the middle-aged man could no longer bear the shame of this differential treatment, thinking that he was a full-level survivor, how could he not even be treated as a 19th-level waste? Immediately, he became angry and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm towards Zhang Fan.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan was so frightened that he hurriedly dodged and avoided the danger.

Mader, it's really embarrassing, isn't it?

Zhang Fan was so angry that he wanted to go up and slap the middle-aged man twice, but before he could make a move, the next second, he saw a terrifying figure on the throne, raised his right hand slightly, and slapped it with his backhand.

With a slap, the middle-aged man who was tied up and thrown on the ground by the iron chain immediately screamed and was smashed into pulp of flesh alive.

From shooting to killing the middle-aged man, the process was so fast that Zhang Fan didn't even react to what was going on.

At this moment, the beating amplitude of Zhang Fan's heart reached the extreme, and there was dense cold sweat overflowing on his forehead, for fear that the terrifying figure on the throne would also slap him to death.