Mo Tingyin knew very well in his heart that if Wei Zhao could run back to the city smoothly, Wu Cheng would return to the underground palace.

If Wei Zhao is unfortunately captured, he will also be captured and returned to the underground palace, since this is the case, she will wait.

Mo Tingyin cautiously walked towards the light in the distance.

The ground was very flat, Mo Tingyin touched it, and always felt that the ground was covered with stones, but the stones were very smooth.

After walking for a long time, the lights got closer and closer, and Mo Tingyin realized that the lights she saw were actually the night pearls on a bridge.

The pearl was the size of a basketball, set on the bridge, and glowed faintly in the darkness.

The bridge is made of white jade, and the patterns on it are complicated.

Underneath the bridge is a dark river, and the water is flowing in a hurry, and I don't know where it is going.

Mo Tingyin leaned on the bridge and glanced under the bridge, but he didn't dare to look at it again.

In this dark and turbulent underground river, I always feel that there will be some strange fish eating people in it, and I don't know when I will jump up and swallow people.

The farther away from the Night Pearl, seeing that he was about to get off the bridge, Mo Tingyin was a little afraid of the scenery that he couldn't see.

She didn't know what she would see in the next second. No matter how brave she is, she is just a mortal, with no mana, no peachwood sword, and nothing to do.

But since Wu Cheng wants to keep her, he won't let her die here.

Instead of being scared on the bridge, you might as well go down!

Mo Tingyin cheered himself up while holding on to the railing and walked down the bridge step by step.

I don't know what device on the railing I touched, but a dazzling light suddenly appeared in front of me.

Mo Tingyin covered his eyes and got used to it for a while before he could see what was in front of him clearly.

In front of her was a huge palace.

The palace is carved with beams and painted columns, and it is very majestic.

The rich mansion of the Wu family can't be compared with the palace in front of them at all.

The palace is five stories high, and on the eaves of each floor, there are large palace lamps.

There are a lot of palace lights, and it seems that there are not a thousand, but there must be eight hundred.

Mo Tingyin was speechless, this Wu Cheng is really not simple, even if he lives for a long time, it may take a lot of effort to build such an underground palace.

She felt a little sorry, if Wu Cheng didn't drink human blood and didn't kill innocents indiscriminately, how good would it be, maybe she would be able to meet a strange friend! But now, between her and Wu Cheng, it is no longer you who die or I who lives.

Mo Tingyin didn't notice it, and unconsciously, she had already regarded Wei Zhao's matter as her own.

A plaque was hung at the main entrance of the palace, and Mo Tingyin looked up and recognized it for a long time before he recognized the words "Palace of Eternal Life". These three words entrust Wu Cheng's greatest wish.

Pushing the door open hard, with the heavy sound of the door opening, the main hall appeared in front of Mo Tingyin's eyes.

The first-floor hall was much bigger than she had thought.

Mo Tingyin hesitated for a moment and slowly walked in.

The quiet needle drop in the hall could be heard, and Mo Tingyin unconsciously slowed down his breathing.

Walking around the hall on the first floor, Mo Tingyin found nothing but a huge pool made of white jade.

It's empty and eerie.

She walked back to the second floor.

Before he could reach the second floor, Mo Tingyin heard Che Che Chacha's voice.

What is locked up here should be the bloody man raised by Wu Cheng.

Mo Tingyin couldn't understand that Wu Cheng was limited in what he could drink, how could he kill people everywhere, and also raise people everywhere to let him bleed? Perhaps this is the inferior nature of human beings, the longer they live, the more afraid they are of death, and the longer they live, the more selfish they become.

As soon as he entered the second layer, what imprinted into Mo Tingyin's eyes was a dense iron cage.

There are people locked up in each iron cage, there are men and women, old and young, some are alone, some are a man and a woman, and some are a family of three people.

All of them were unclothed and dirty.

The taste of the second layer is really not flattering, and Mo Tingyin tightly covered his nose.

Originally, these people were all kneeling on the ground, and when they saw that it was Mo Tingyin who came in, they all stood up and stared at Mo Tingyin tightly.

Mo Tingyin was uncomfortable by their strange eyes, now was not the time to be exposed, she couldn't save them at all, so she turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by a voice behind her.

"Why haven't you been put in a cage?" a woman's shrill voice rang out, "Did you bribe your master?

Mo Tingyin looked back in surprise, this woman was originally a victim, how did she become like this?!

As soon as the woman's voice fell, the voices of the others also rang out: "You will only be played with for a few days, and you will not be the same as us in a few days!"

There were also a few men who said very obscenely and loudly: "When the time comes, I will beg the master to lock the two of us together, so that the master can give birth to a few more little bloody people!"

Although he knew that they had suffered a lot, human nature had become so sinister, which still made Mo Tingyin a little unacceptable.

She didn't say anything, just smiled at them and continued walking.

Immediately behind him, a hoarse shout sounded.

The third and fourth floors were also closed to the bloody people, and Mo Tingyin only glanced at them twice before leaving.

She originally thought that the fifth layer was the same, but as soon as she went up, Mo Tingyin knew that she was wrong.

The fifth floor was extremely cold, and huge ice cubes were placed in all corners of the main hall, exuding cold air.

The main hall is full of shelves, and there are many crystal bottles on the shelves.

The bottle was all filled with red liquid, which glowed with an eerie light under the light of the palace lamp.

You don't have to think about it, Mo Tingyin knows that this is all human blood.

She shuttled through various shelves, looking at so many bottles of human blood, and her hatred for Wu Cheng reached the extreme.

Even if he had to drink human blood to live forever, he didn't have to choose such a way!

Catch a person and put a bowl of blood, and that person won't die either!

Besides, Wu Cheng has so much money, even if he pays to buy blood from others, it is estimated that many people will sell it!

Taking a step back, even if he wants to raise blood people, he doesn't need to raise so many people and torture them alive!

Look at the vials of blood, how many lives must be lost!

Mo Tingyin's tears flowed unconsciously, and she was suddenly able to understand those who saw her hoarseness.

Mo Tingyin even had the urge to release all the bloody people here.

But if they are all released, where will they flee? It is better to wait and see what happens.

"How's my dungeon?" Wu Cheng's voice suddenly sounded at the door.

As soon as Mo Tingyin turned around, he saw Wu Cheng standing behind him with a smile on his face.

She didn't even know when he came in.

Mo Tingyin looked at Wu Cheng in front of him, and couldn't wait to tear him directly. But she understands that there is a huge disparity in their strength, and her actions now are tantamount to moths to a fire. Mo Tingyin told himself in his heart, let's be with this demon and make a mistake, sooner or later, one day, he will pay the price for what he has done, a huge price!