Damp and dark, the smell was disgusting, and the moment he opened his eyes, Lingxi realized that this place was really not a good place.

But when she moved her gaze upwards, it was even more terrifying, only to see a cage hanging above, there was a person in the cage, and there was a lamp hanging on the cage, which was actually made of human skulls, and the cage threw some scattered bones around, and appeared in front of Lingxi's eyes in white.

The faint light beside the man in the cage made his face immersed in darkness, but the movements in his hands shone brightly, and he was rubbing a strange rope and making a sound of snoring.

Lingxi wanted to move after seeing all this, but her body was stiff and cold, as if all her strength had been drained, and she could only barely turn her neck at this time, and continue to observe the situation around her. She secretly carried her aura, her body gradually warmed, she moved her shoulders slightly, and shook her fishy slippery rope a few times.

The man in the cage obviously noticed Lingxi's movements, and the hand that was rubbing the rope stopped, and he tilted his head to look down, Lingxi looked up at him from a distance, and opened his mouth with difficulty: "Why do ......you want to tie me? What do you want to do?"

The man in the cage let out a "huh", gurgled in the air, and pressed his face to the crack at the bottom of the cage to carefully observe Lingxi, with a look of surprise.

Lingxi became vigilant, and then asked, "What are you looking at? Aren't you the king of Tibet?"

The king of Tibet gasped heavily, and the others maintained the posture of lying at the bottom of the cage, opening their mouths wide, puffing out their cheeks, chewing and breathing like a fish, and vigorously patting the iron bar at the bottom of the cage with his hand: "You..... You...... You can still speak? Not dead...... You?" His voice was bitter, as if his lips and teeth were full of power, and finally burst out.

"Naturally, I can't die, what are you going to do?" Lingxi's voice gradually recovered.

The king of Tibet was even more excited, giggling, gasping heavily, patting the iron bars, and suddenly pulling out the algae that grew on the cage and whapping it back and forth. He dragged his long robe back and forth, then bent down again, hung down the algae, and hit Lingxi's face, wet and disgusting.

"You know...... Do you know that I am the king of Tibet?" he squeezed out of his teeth almost as if he were the king of Tibet.

"It seems that no one in here doesn't know you, right?" Lingxi said after a moment's hesitation.

The Tibetan king continued to say in his strange tone, which was difficult to hear, "I...... I'm here to ...... I haven't seen you like this for years...... This will keep ...... alive."

Lingxi closed his eyes and snorted coldly, but did not answer.

The king of Tibet took off the oil lamp from the high place, looked at Lingxi's face carefully, and suddenly sighed and said, "It's been many years......! I haven't spoken to anyone in years, you're the first! I'll look at what you look like......

Lingxi stared at that gaze, and this time he could see the face of the Tibetan King clearly, it didn't look like a human face. It was already a moving piece of human skin covered in the moss of the Beard River. Only those dark eyes can still turn around, showing that they still have thoughts.

Is it any wonder that this monstrous man speaks so badly, that he hasn't spoken to anyone for years?

Lingxi's eyes sank, and he took a breath and said, "So many brothers have come to bring you food, aren't they people?

The king of Tibet paused, and seemed to speak more and more neatly, and he chuckled and said, "Those people! Not worth mentioning! Lao Tzu is too lazy to talk to them, they are just ...... Lao Tzu's bait, only you, survived, and you can accompany Lao Tzu to relieve boredom. ”

"Bait, you're killing them all?" Lingxi was momentarily stunned and became vigilant again.

The King of Tibet shook his head, and slowly said in a tone of shirking responsibility: "It's not me, it's them." He pointed to the layers of fine bones he had spissed and stacked.

Lingxi didn't understand what he said, and asked with a look in her eyes, "Do you want to kill me too?" She was looking for her Hongluan Sword, but she didn't seem to feel its breath, and she had obviously entered this cave together......

The king of Tibet looked at her for a long time, looked at her and sighed, hung the skull lamp back, and began to rub the rope again. While rubbing, he said, "Thank you for accompanying me to relieve my boredom, but you also have to go to see them." ”

"See whom, those dead bones?" Lingxi said in a cold voice.

The King of Tibet put his finger to his lips and signaled for silence, "That's not a dead man?! He muttered, "The most faithful killer......! My Lightmaker. ”

Lingxi was completely ignorant of his words, this person was suddenly awake and suddenly crazy, and he didn't look like a normal person from the inside out. I'm afraid that he doesn't know how many years he has been imprisoned, and now he still says that he wants someone else to kill him, who is it? This Netherworld is almost isolated from the world, except for himself and her, who was captured by him, where is there anyone else?

Just as he was thinking about it, the smelly rope hanging from the spirit suddenly slid down. Lingxi's body soaked downward, and the river soon overflowed her chest.

Lingxi immediately struggled, but Lingxi only recovered enough to allow her to move her body, and she couldn't even cast a simple spell. She shouted in a panic, "What are you going to do? Put me down!"

"Shhhhh......h

Lingxi didn't know what he was doing, both of them were silent, and a strange aura spread here.

There was clearly no sound of anyone coming, but the strange sound of water that appeared overhead, rumbling, like rolling thunder.

"It's coming, it's coming!'s hour!" said the Tibetan king with a grin. Lingxi was about to ask, only to see him blow out the lamp and candle in his skull in one breath, and the entire water prison suddenly became dark, Lingxi's eyes were pitch black, he couldn't see, he could only hear those sounds that made people goosebumps, and his anxiety and fear were amplified.

"Why are you blowing out the candles? Who the hell is coming? You madman!" Lingxi kicked wildly in the water, splashing it. Her body was restricted by something, she couldn't break the rope at all, and her spirit was faint.

She could only use her aura as best she could, but subconsciously, she felt that a danger was slowly approaching her.

"Don't move! it's not good to disturb my Lightbringer!" said the Tibetan King with some excitement.

Lingxi's heart moved, and she looked down at the water, only to see a darkness, and if she looked closely, there were only ripples that rippled out of her. She thought to herself, "Disturbed, could it be that his so-called light was actually in the water? Could it be that he was swimming from underwater?"

As he was thinking, he suddenly saw a light in the distance.

It was a water lantern, yellow brilliance, hazy, and the light was cast from the water.