Truly, abruptly!

In the dark cell, a figure slowly walked out of the darkness, and then the hoarse smile echoed like a vicious dog roaring in the depths of hell, with a terrifying sense of terror.

But Zhou Zheng was indifferent to this terrifying voice, and his expression did not even change.

He stood silently in place, looking at the dark shadows that were constantly approaching him.

Finally, when the face of the black shadow appeared in the light area, a distorted white face completely appeared!

Hisss hiss!

Rao is Zhou Zheng's temperament, looking at this body that is only a foot away from him, he also quietly gasped.

The body in front of him is abnormally thin, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as skinny.

The shriveled limbs were barely fleshy except for the folded skin and bulging green tendons.

The whole person may have not seen sunlight for ten years, and the skin on his body has a bleak white that is unique to dead people.

As for those eyes, they were empty and godless, but they exuded a sense of dead oppression.

Just one glance at each other, Zhou Zheng felt that his soul was deprived!

Where is this living person in front of me, more like a walking skeleton!

"The Taste of the Living......"

The hoarse voice rolled in with Sen Han's killing intent.

The huge feeling of oppression made the hair on Zhou Zheng's body stand on end instantly, but he knew very well that he must not take half a step back at this time.

Zhou Zheng secretly took a deep breath, pretending to be calm Zhou Zheng, and forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart.

"Tell me, who are you?"

"What are you doing here?"

Gan Mo stretched out his scarlet tongue, constantly licking his dry lips, a trace of bloodthirsty greed kept emerging on his face, if it weren't for the last remaining sanity, I was afraid that he would bite Zhou Zheng's neck in one bite.

"Give you a chance to live. ”

Zhou Zheng didn't talk nonsense and got straight to the point.

Hahahaha!!

It's just this sentence, but it makes the skinny Gan Mo in front of him laugh uncontrollably.

"Give me a chance to live?"

"Good, good!"

"I haven't heard such an arrogant joke in years. ”

Gan Mo twisted his neck a little insolently, and the joints actually creaked, intertwining with his laughter and echoing in the cell, making people feel their scalps tingle.

"In the past ten years, no one has dared to approach me, whether it is the dignitaries of the court or the powerful gentry of Kyoto. ”