Chapter 132: Fangs

There were many doubts in his heart, and Liu Yuan was silent on his face.

"I don't know how many years you've been imprisoned here, senior?" asked Liu Yuan with a smile.

"Haha, what's the matter, can't you believe it?" The person who called himself Kuiyangzi chuckled twice, and said without anger: "It's been almost three years, after Emperor Wei Wu set foot on Taiqing Mountain, Poor Dao was injured by the two evil demons of Yuan Yuge's slanted eyes and crooked mouth.

"Ugh. The time was all right, and Liu Yuan's expression froze on his face.

"No problem, hurry up and get out of the poor road. The man continued to smile and said, "After being locked up for so long, the chains are really uncomfortably tight. ”

Although the two envoys of the Yuan Imperial Pavilion 'squinted eyes and crooked mouths' have become demons in the mouth of this senior, which sounds a little strange, there seems to be no problem in standing in the other party's position.

Liu Yuan still always felt that something was strange, and he couldn't say that he didn't know what to do, so he still said cautiously again: "The younger generation heard that the senior of Kuiyangzi is tall and burly, with a rough face and a bold voice, not like a cultivator, but the younger generation looks at your body and face, it really doesn't look like it." ”

"Come on, come on, if you kid has been trapped here for more than two years, and he has stopped eating and drinking half a year ago, can he still maintain his body? The man seemed to be angry, blew his beard and glared angrily.

"Heh, hehe. It seems that this is really the case, Liu Yuan laughed twice awkwardly. Liu Yuan, who was suddenly, seemed to have caught something, and asked, "Senior, you said that you stopped eating and drinking half a year ago?"

"yes, I said you kid have so many problems. The man frowned, barely able to speak.

"Oh, then, who is the person who brought you food and drink?" Liu Yuan looked suspicious.

"Isn't that ...... The people left behind by the Yuan Imperial Pavilion, for some reason, disappeared half a year ago, and the poor road was cut off from eating and drinking. ”

"Oh?" Liu Yuan clearly felt that the person in front of him paused when speaking, and the strange feeling became heavier and heavier.

However, the person in front of him has not eaten or drunk for half a year, and he can still live until now, and he is indeed like a Kuiyangzi who has cultivated for a long time.

Thinking like this in his heart, Liu Yuan's eyes wandered around, and the corner of his eye saw something, which was a Taoist robe, which was placed near the corner of the wall, and when his eyes moved, he saw that there were still some mottled blood stains on it.

As if noticing Liu Yuan's gaze, the man who was hanging said, "That is the Taoist robe that Poor Dao has changed." ”

"Yes. Liu Yuan bowed slightly, but he didn't make any further movements, he felt that the more the person in front of him said, the more strange it became, and he couldn't grasp any tangible information.

Just waited for him to ask again, Liu Yuan simply said directly: "Senior, how do you prove your identity?"

"You let me down, I have my own way of proving myself. The man was so tired of talking that his voice was already weak.

"If you insist on this, then the juniors can't obey their fate, and when the juniors go up, find someone else to come down to save you. Saying that, Liu Yuan was about to walk out.

"Wait, boy, wait. The man was in a hurry, his body moved, and the chains he pulled shook violently.

"Oh?" Liu Yuan turned his face, looked at the man with a red and blue grimace and said, "Senior, what else do you have to advise?"

"Without my guidance, you will definitely not be able to get out, the belly of Daozong Mountain is like a labyrinth, and you will also be trapped in it. ”

This sentence successfully stopped Liu Yuan, he didn't dare not believe it, his expression showed a little solemnity, and he said: "Is this really what the predecessor said?" Looking at the man and nodded, Liu Yuan said again: "But I still can't let you down." With that, he shrugged his shoulders, and he was naturally cautious about unknown people.

"Okay, good, poor Dao is really afraid of you, there is a map of the belly of the mountain in the arms of Poor Dao, you can take it out and see it, if it is not under the Taoist sect, no one has this map, after reading it, you should be convinced of the identity of Poor Dao. The man seemed to have compromised, and said helplessly.

Hearing this, Liu Yuan's heart was moved, he had already walked so far under the mountain, and it was not a straight line, he believed that what the person in front of him said was right.

But he was a little hesitant after all, as if he saw Liu Yuan's hesitation, the man said in a hoarse voice: "Poor Dao has become what it is now, are you still afraid that I can do something to you?"

This remark completely moved Liu Yuan, yes, he has become this like he is going to die, and I am afraid that he will do something.

At the moment, he no longer hesitated, strode forward, still looking extremely cautious, he didn't pay attention to his feet before, but when he got closer, Liu Yuan's feet creaked, and he realized why there were so many bones on the ground.

After taking a few steps forward, Liu Yuan kept paying attention to the changes in the expression of the person in front of him, and did not find any abnormality, until he walked in front of the person and stood still, without the slightest overreaction.

"Senior, where did you put it?" Liu Yuan looked at the bare chest of the person in front of him, and he was really a little puzzled.

"In the clothes, you can find them when you reach out and touch them. ”

Hearing this, Liu Yuan nodded slightly, lowered his head and reached out from the collar, and really touched it, there was something like parchment, and Liu Yuan's eyes showed joy.

lowered his head, but he didn't notice that the person who was hanging showed a hideous smile on his face, opened his mouth slightly, and bit Liu Yuan's neck with one bite.

It was very close, the man's teeth were only a millimeter away from Liu Yuan's neck, and suddenly, his expression froze on his face, and his eyes were round and protruding, containing shock and regret.

Liu Yuan held the parchment roll in his hand, his feet on the ground and quickly retreated two steps, and after standing still, he looked at the hanging man with a smile.

"Why?" The man's chest was sunken with a large fist mark, and his eyes were full of incredulity. It's been a short time, but he still maintains a clear consciousness and is able to speak.

In the blink of an eye just now, the moment Liu Yuan grabbed the map, he used his strength to punch mercilessly.

"When you are dying, don't you want to tell me your name, senior?" Liu Yuan did not answer his question, but asked with a smile.

Hearing this, the man looked stunned, then laughed out loud, and then turned into a laugh that echoed in the room, his head slowly drooped, and he whispered softly: "Old man Fan Yisong, who has been spanning for decades, can't imagine that he is coming, capsizing in the gutter, and his life is ......."

His voice grew deeper and deeper, until he finished the last word, and his head hung down completely.

The entire stone room fell silent, Liu Yuan stretched out his hands and looked at his fists, looking at it over and over in front of him, the dead person couldn't believe it, he also couldn't believe it, and even felt that everything in front of him was so unreal.

"Bloodthirsty old demon Fan Yisong, died at my hands like this?" Liu Yuan's eyes were stunned, and he muttered to himself.