"Little girl Zhao Ye."

"Villain Song Yang."

"I've seen the manager!"

Song Zhi threw away the snake bone in his hand, helped Feng Ye to walk quickly to the iron bar, and bowed down to the black-clothed male cultivator.

They were obedient and impeccable, but the manager, surnamed You, was silent.

He neither asked Song Zhi and the others to get up, nor did he make things difficult.

He sat peacefully, holding a white jade teacup in his hand.

As the tea perfume vapor slowly rose, an invisible coercion was suddenly exerted on Song Zhi and Feng Ye.

The two of them struggled for a few breaths, but finally they couldn't hold it anymore, and they fell to the ground with a pop.

"Spare your life!"

"My brother and I have already learned our mistakes!!"

Song Zhi gritted his teeth, and while enduring the terrifying coercion of the Jindan monk, he tried to squeeze out the words begging for mercy.

Without the blessing of spiritual power, in front of those who have cultivated, their lives are fragile and low, and they are no different from ants on the ground.

At this moment, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan.

Song Zhi's sincere and pleading attitude finally satisfied the male cultivator surnamed You.

He withdrew the coercion, and with a slight hook of his fingers, Song Zhi's whole person involuntarily rose into the air, passed directly through the railing, and knelt at his feet.

Song Zhi raised his eyes slightly, just in time for the middle-aged male cultivator's transparent and dark vicissitudes of life.

*

"You're good."

"I love it."

"How about me?"

Yu Weili said softly, seemingly asking, but in fact it was a notice.

Song Zhi stared at Yu Weili's eyes, and his eyes flashed with surprise and fear, and finally he was desperate to fight against the water.

"It's an honor for an adult to fall in love with a little girl."

"It's just that the little girl thinks that the adults can let the little girl do something else."

"For example, support the little girl and the senior brother to become the leader of a new round of forces in the dungeon."

"Seek more and greater self-interest for adults."

"This knife is called the Yang Slashing Sword, and it is rumored to come from a relic of the immortals 10,000 years ago."

"The little girl is willing to use this knife as a token, and please smile and accept ......"

Song Zhi smiled brightly, and suddenly the clouds opened and the moon brightened, which made people's eyes shine.

She said softly, her face was full of energy, and she was full of confidence.

The slight pride of accurately grasping the thoughts of the superior is the biggest flaw she presents.

Yu Weili stretched out his slender two fingers, leaned over slightly and picked up Song Weaving's small chin, and looked at it with an unfathomable look.

After studying it for a few breaths, he finally let go of Song Weaving.

also put away the power that was deliberately displayed.

Yuvili smiled for the first time since he appeared.

"I don't know what your identity was before you came to Tiankeng, and what kind of livelihood you did."

"But when you come here, you'll have to listen to me."

"My surname is You, you can call me You-sama."

"This knife is good, I'll take it with my face."

"Zhao Ye, remember what you said earlier."

"Give you three days, and I'll see your results."

"After three days, if you can't satisfy me, you will become our furnace, and your senior brother will become the food of all demons."

"Do you dare to respond?"

……

The conditions offered by the dungeon manager Yuvili are harsh.

But in the face of this situation, Song Zhi, who was reduced to fish under the knife, had no choice but to respond.

"Thank you, sir."

"Zhao Ye will never disappoint adults!!"

Facing Song Zhi's cold and resolute phoenix eyes, You Weili snorted, as if he was disdainful and bored.

He waved his hand slightly, and Song Weaving was sent back to the dungeon.

Looking at Yu Weili, who had disappeared in the blink of an eye, Song Zhi turned around and grabbed Feng Ye's thick arm and climbed up from the ground with difficulty.

*

"Senior sister, the knife ......"

It's a pity to give it to a male cultivator surnamed You!

Facing Shang Song Zhi's calm and cold clean eyes, Feng Ye swallowed the words of regret sensibly.

In that case, Song Zhi was able to pick up his life by sacrificing a knife, which was already in a hurry.

"Senior brother is disabled."

"My life is the most precious thing in this world."

"Let's sit down and rest."

"I feel like I've lost a lot of my life power."

Song Zhi looked down at his palm.

She clenched her fists lightly and tried to throw a punch hard, but she clearly felt a sense of powerlessness.

This kind of sign is completely different from when she fought the two demons before, it can be called a vision, so Song Zhi has to pay attention to it.

"Senior sister also feels this way?"

"It seems that it's not my delusion, but that this dungeon, or the entire Yanli Mine, has heresy."

What kind of formation, or treasure, can extract the aura that can be seen everywhere in the cultivation realm, suppress and extract the source power of demon cultivation?

The seeds of doubt were planted shallowly in Song Zhi's heart.

*

When Administrator Juvili appeared, some people in the dungeon were delighted.

Song Zhi and Feng Ye, the two early birds, will be killed by the administrators to make an example.

I didn't think that Song Zhiling was sharp-toothed, and after only a few words, the manager waved them away.

These demon clan half-demons who were about to move were immediately deflated.

Unless they come out strong and defeat the pair of brothers and sisters, they will never come out!

"Hey! Woman! ”

"Hey, can you turn your head and see if I'm okay?"

"Woman, what about you, a beautiful woman with a black face, the master is calling you!"

"How do you know that the master's name is Sangyu?"

"Do you know Xiaoye??"

It's not that Song Zhi didn't fail to see the restlessness and intentions of the other people in the dungeon.

It's just that she's very tired now, and she really doesn't want to make any extraneous troubles.

So he pretended to be ignorant, supported each other with Feng Ye, and found a relatively clean hollow area to sit down.

Just as she was about to close her eyes for a while, a hearty howl sounded in the direction of her left hand.

The person who can stab her woman with a big stab, except for the immortal half-demon who is tied up into a dumpling, Song Zhi doesn't think about it.

But Song Zhi just didn't want to deal with him in hell.

Not only is she upset now, she's also tired.

She just wants to be quiet!

*

"Hey, woman, don't pretend to be deaf, okay?"

"You should answer me, or I'll keep calling!"

"Don't blame me if you invite those vicious managers to your detriment!"

Sang Yu's eyes rolled and decisively adopted threatening methods.

It's a pity that Song Zhi is still leaning against the wall and closing his eyes and not speaking, completely deaf.

Sang Yu glared, this time it was really out of line.

Of course, he didn't dare to really make a big noise.

He himself was afraid that he would anger the manager, and he would be pushed out by that group of people and chopped into minced meat.

It's true that the undead half-demon can't be killed, but he will also hurt and feel uncomfortable!

"Senior brother, it's almost dawn, let's rest for a while, that person doesn't have to pay attention."

"I've got my own plans."

Song Zhi closed his eyes, still seeing Feng Ye's doubts through the perception of emotional changes.

She opened her lips and whispered, as if she was sure that she was in control.

Feng Ye's anxious heart stabilized when he landed.

Yes, he fell into trouble, but he didn't do it alone.

He is also accompanied by his little sister.

Even if he doesn't think about himself, he must also be cautious in his words and deeds, preserve his strength, and accumulate strength to protect his little sister!