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"Brother Huang, stop shouting, even if you cut your throat, no one will come. ”

"Well, let's save some strength to kill ourselves. "And humanity.

“.......”

"I said don't be discouraged! Cheer up!" The monk surnamed Huang raised his voice: "Death is not terrible! What is terrible is not to resist death!"

“.......”

"Resist your sister!" someone shouted mentally, didn't he see that those who resisted had entered the medicine jar.

"Brother Huang, if you are given a way to die, how do you choose to die?"

"Roasting, steaming, medicine pots, and dismembering corpses?" the monk surnamed Huang thought about it carefully.

Of these four ways to die, the first two are the methods of cannibalism by the people of the Wu clan, and the last two are like the sheep monster and the medicine jar seen before.

"Alas, if I really want to die, of course I have to choose steaming! I can still feel good once before I die!" said the monk surnamed Huang seriously.

“.......”

Everyone was speechless, when life and death were in danger, when others were terrified, some people were still thinking about how to die comfortably.

And they knelt down.

These monks have a foundation building period and a qi gathering period. The highest cultivation is actually this monk surnamed Huang, who has reached the middle stage of foundation building.

Some of them accidentally entered the Witch Country, and some of them were caught.

Both methods are different, but there is one thing in common, that is, decay!

"It's a bit similar....." Ye Xuan lay on his stomach in a pile of grass, looking at the wooden prison with his naked eyes.

She didn't dare to use her divine sense here, for fear of being caught by someone who cultivated more advanced than her.

"Auntie, what are you talking about?" Chu Cheng had already called Shunkou.

"It's nothing, it's like I've met an acquaintance. Ye Xuan shook his head.

"Acquaintance, could it be someone from the Ye family?" Chu Cheng was stunned, could it be that Ye Xuan's friend was also arrested.

"It's not from the Ye family, this person is a disciple of Miaoxiufang. ”

"It looks like a beautiful woman. Chu Cheng nodded.

Miaoxiufang, the three major forces of the Great Luo Domain, everyone knows.

Among the three major immortal gates, Miaoxiufang can be said to be the most difficult to enter. Because, if you want to enter this fairy gate, you must be talented, beautiful, beautiful, and finally you must be a woman.

As far as the first one is concerned, it is more than half of the people, and the second one is more than half of it. The last one clicked halfway through.

It can be seen how difficult it is to enter the Miaoyin Fang.

"Help?" Chu Cheng tilted his head to look at Ye Xuan.

He was not familiar with this person, and if he was the only one, he would naturally not go out of his way to save a stranger.

God knows if there will be witches above Jindan here.

However, Ye Xuan said that he had met an acquaintance.....

If she wanted to save it, Chu Cheng would definitely have to take action. Just that high-grade Danbao owes a favor.

What Chu Cheng didn't know was that a low-grade Danbao would cost at least several million high-grade spirit stones, and a high-grade would cost at least thousands.

"Hey, there's movement!" Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows.

Chu Cheng looked intently, only to see a black hand stretched out from a tent, and then a black person walked out.

That's right, this man is also pitch black, and he can't be more black. In the light of the day, this man is like darkness.

"it...... Black people, this is black people!" Chu Cheng shouted in his heart, if he didn't really know that he was not on Earth, he would definitely think that he had come to Africa.

The black man had three symmetrical red streaks on his face, and a bony cap on his head, on which were six feathers of birds.

The three of them remained motionless, staring at the black man to see what he was going to do.

The black man walked to the wooden fence, held his cheeks, and looked at the people inside viciously.

"He... What are you going to do!" said the small monk, trembling.

Every time a black person appears, it means that someone is going to die.

Negroes seldom go out during the day, and when they show up during the day, something will happen.

"Wow wow... Click..."The black man moved his mouth as he walked around.

"What is he talking about. "Some people wondered.

This is the language of witchcraft, which is not incomprehensible to the language of the human world.

"Ahem, he's saying. He's so lonely... It's so empty. The monk surnamed Huang spoke.

“......”

"No, it won't. A tall foundation monk felt a chill all over his body, and a small flower behind him was locked.

"Whoa, Ulukuru!" the black man paused, his gaze on the petite monk.

The petite friar trembled at the sight.

Among the dozen or so people here, his cultivation was the lowest, and he had only reached the eleventh level of Qi Gathering.

"Brother Huang... What did he say again!" The petite friar cried for help.

"Uh, he meant... Flower man, just to solve his physiological needs. The man surnamed Huang looked at the petite man with pity. "I should be right!"

The faces of the crowd changed dramatically. The petite man was even more panicked.

"Help! I'm a man! It's my first time!" the petite man collapsed.

At this moment, the door of the wooden prison had been opened.

The black man looked at his target wickedly, and with one hand outstretched, he lifted the petite man out.

They were all blocked from the Spirit Sea, just like mortals. For the claws of this black man, he can only be caught.

"Oh, no, don't, help, someone help me!"

The terrifying voice of a petite man was heard all the way.

But this is the country of witches, and no one will come to his rescue even if he screams out his throat.

The faces of the people turned pale, and now in addition to the four ways to die, there was one more.

And this is the last thing you want as a man.

"It seems that it is not so easy to soak in a hot spring before dying. The monk surnamed Huang looked helpless.

“.......”

On the other side, Chu Cheng watched the black man drag the petite man into the tent, and wondered, "What is this black man going to do?"

"Probably. Ye Xuan frowned. Prepare for the best time to save the people inside the dungeon.

At this time, Chu Cheng saw that the inside of the hood began to shake violently. It was accompanied by the roar of the beast.

In the roar of this beast, there was also the heart-rending pain of the petite man.

After a few minutes or so, the man's cries of pain began to turn into ....... The cry.

"!" Ye Xuan's face turned red, and he finally understood what was going on inside.

"I'm going!" Chu Cheng was also confused.

It's so emotional!

"What's wrong?" Dongfang was undefeated and still at a loss.

"No, the Witch Clan is terrifying. The corners of Chu Cheng's mouth twitched. It's worse than death.

"Good opportunity!" Ye Xuan said, cautiously walking in the direction of the wooden prison.

The vigorous movement and noise in the tent were just enough to disguise them.

The whole tribe was only the sound of a beast, and the gasp of a petite man.

Just then, a loud noise rang out from the other tents.

"It's like saying... Hurry up and don't disturb other people's sleep. The man surnamed Huang did not forget to translate.

“.......”

As a result, the tent shook faster.

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