At this time, in a dark dungeon somewhere in the Tang Gate.

The moisture floated, and a drop of water slowly condensed on the cold roof, which gradually plumped up and then fell down.

A quiet boy about ten years old suddenly tilted his head and opened his mouth like a tiger pounced on food.

The water droplets were bitten into his mouth, and the boy felt a little cooler in his dry gums, while the pain eased slightly.

"Brother... Ahem, ahem. A cold girl in a prison uniform who seemed to be a little sick looked at him with some distress, the younger brother used this method to replenish water, and when those Tang Sect disciples brought food, he always kept the only and scarce soup for himself.

There was laughter from the next cell: "Boy, aren't you tired like this? There is only one woman in our dungeon, your sister, and we all envy you." ”

Hearing such an insult, the boy was silent, as if he was dumb.

The bricks of the roof would condense a drop of water every ten minutes or so, and then fall quietly.

However, whenever the water droplets fall, the boy will always adjust his position in advance and open his mouth.

Accumulate a lot, so that the day's water can be completely replenished.

The boy was like a ball of ice in the dark, quiet and terrifying.

One of his eyes seemed to burn with a quiet fire, and his pupils were not at all as deep as they should be for his age.

And the other eye turned out to be tied with a black blindfold.

It's not to hide anything, but that's how blind eyes should be.

Yes, he hasn't even reached the teenage stage yet, but he's a one-eyed dragon.

It's been the twenty-eighth day...

It is said that the prisoners in the Tang Sect never lived for thirty days.

"Sister, can we go out again?" said the boy in the middle of the night, more like talking to himself.

The girl clenched her fists and said, "It must be possible, my father's great revenge has not been avenged, how can we..."

Her voice suddenly dimmed, because her brother had already fallen asleep, and he had fallen asleep for the first time in three days. But even in his dreams, his hands were clenched, as if to hold those who were gone.

"Ember... There are two more days, two days, and it's over, and there is no pain...", the girl obviously knew something, she looked up at the wall of the cell, which had no windows, and murmured, "At midnight at the Tang Gate, it was when the King of Hades knocked on the door. ”

The day after tomorrow, at 12 a.m., the door of this cell will automatically open and the prisoner will be allowed to escape.

Or rather, to go...

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A terrible crow crow pierced the sky.

Xia Ren suddenly opened his eyes, and it was midnight.

He got up and walked to the window, lifted it slightly, and a thick mist rushed in, still lingering in the warmth of the room, but sinking like a float to the ornamented floor.

Through the window that had been lifted, he couldn't see anything half a meter away.

Trying to stick his arm out of the window, it seemed to disappear, as if it had been swallowed by a white monster.

The words Tang Jueyin said when he left were still echoing in his head.

"At midnight in the Tang Gate, even people in the Grandmaster realm didn't dare to go out. ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Xia Ren's mouth, he paced to the door, and suddenly opened the two brown wooden doors, and the white monsters outside the door seemed to have found a gap, surging into them.

"I'm not from the Grandmaster realm. Xia Ren smiled and strode out the door, into the vast mist.

No matter how thick the fog was, with his strong sense, it would not be a problem to return to the house.

Through this mysterious mist, he could try to see what secrets were in the early hours of the morning. In fact, he could already hear a subtle mechanical sound in the distance.

At this point, the vision is almost completely closed, and there is not much difference between opening and closing the eyes.

Xia Ren relied on his senses to walk leisurely on the corridor, and the subtle mechanical sound had become more and more clear, like a high-frequency vibration from something flapping its wings.

"Squeak!"

A shrill chirp came from far and near at great speed.

Something seemed to pierce his ears in the mist, trying to penetrate through his ears, but just as he reached the entrance to the piercing, he was stopped by a powerful repulsive force.

So the "squeak" sound continued to sound.

Xia Ren grabbed it casually, and felt as if something was struggling in his palm, making him feel a little itchy.

I pinched it hard.

Finally quiet.

He spread out his hand and placed the object in his palm in front of him, so that he could see clearly.

A delicate metal made of... Puppet!

The entire puppet is made up of three main parts: a spiky tail, fluttering wings, and a grimace-like orb that connects the two.

The extremely hard spikes on the tail are apparently inspired by creatures such as bees. The grimace below the base of the spike reveals biting serrated fangs, flanked by grooves that can induce bloodletting.

The design of the wings is very simple, it seems to be a simple two-wing style, and it is only for flying use.

One can imagine what would happen if you were stabbed by such a thing.

"Is this kind of puppet the reason why the Tang Sect is forbidden to go out in the early morning?" Xia Ren frowned, "It may be very fatal for ordinary knights, but for the grandmaster, if it is guarded against, it should still be able to deal with it." ”

He casually kneaded the metal bee puppet into an iron ball and threw it far away.

Buzz...

Suddenly, the fog resounded with the sound of countless flapping wings, gathering from a distance in this direction.

"Squeak!"

The sharp sound of breaking through the air seemed to be a dense shower coming in an instant.

Xia Ren only heard a buzzing sound around him, and he didn't have to guess what it was, because there were four or five bee puppets in front of him who were trying to pierce his eyes.

In addition, there is such a buzzing sound in the ears, nose, mouth, and mouth.

"Noise!" Xia Ren snorted coldly, and a wave of qi emanated from his body, and the air around him vibrate.

In the distance, the straight pillars of the cloister came from the continuous sound of "dangdang dang", which was the sound of metal colliding.

And the bee puppets around him have all disappeared.

"I retract what I just said, there are so many of these bee puppets that there is no problem at all to kill the Grandmaster, no wonder the Tang Sect does not receive visitors after dark, and it is forbidden to go out at midnight. Xia Ren's face showed a hint of abruptness, and the shadow of the huge wall that he vaguely saw in the distance flashed in his mind.

"It seems that the interior of this Tang Gate is really a place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden..."

In the dense fog of insight, I walked along this corridor for more than ten minutes, and suddenly there were screams from somewhere in the distance, one after another.

Xia Ren narrowed his eyes, his mind moved, and he walked in that direction with his senses.

Even with the thick white mist, he could still see a trace of smoky blood red staining the surrounding white red.

The thick smell of blood, the incessant wailing and moaning.

"If the fog clears, this should be hell, right?" Xia Ren stood quietly in a clearing, and the buzzing bee puppet in the distance seemed to sense that there was someone here, so he rushed over, but all of them were randomly bounced away by him with his internal force.

In the distance, the voice of a man roaring could be heard.

"Senior sister, run away, run away, this is our only chance!" Then there was a loud roar, "I'll take it!"

"Senior brother...", and then the voice of a woman crying was heard.

It's just that the voices of the two didn't last long, and they were surrounded by buzzing sounds.

The voice was like a hellish soul-humming sound, instantly drowning out the life and death parting between the two.