Wuchen didn't even look at it, so he had Liao Zhengyang and others imprisoned in the dungeon.

The group of people was very angry, but there was nothing they could do.

"This impostor is so deceptive! When we get out, we must not let him go!" Gong Yunfan gritted his teeth with hatred. He finally reached Jiangnan as if fleeing, and then fell into the dungeon again. It was like falling out of the tiger's den and falling in again.

Wolf's den, full of bad luck.

Liu Baiqing stood aside, his eyes empty and unfocused, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

Liu Yun'er crouched pitifully on the ground with her hands clasped together, feeling low and panic lingering.

Hua Ye looked at the frail woman beside him with distress. His Jun'er had suffered a lot these days. He once swore that no one would bully her, but he still broke his promise.

Liao Zhengyang stood at the door of the cell, looking out with a grimace.

This dungeon was built by his own hands, but now he has been trapped in it. How ridiculous!

Li Zun sat on the simple bed on the hay floor, glanced at the people with different expressions, and finally cast his mocking gaze on the man at the door of the cell, "If it happened elsewhere, we would admit it. Brother Liao

, this is your Liao Family Fort, how can this not be justified, right?"

"Yes, Liao Zhengyang, this is your home. Please think of a way to get us out." Gong Yunfan answered immediately.

Everyone also focused their attention on Liao Zhengyang.

But the man who was thinking hard shook his head, "I led the people to build this dungeon back then. It is impregnable. If it is not opened from the outside, no matter how hard the people inside try to escape, they will not be able to escape!"

What he didn't say was that this dungeon was built specifically for those disobedient people in the world, and the purpose was of course to consolidate his position as the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Therefore, the materials used to build this dungeon were all of the highest quality. In order to prevent those martial arts masters from escaping, he filled it with various mechanisms.

These were the secret weapons he once used to consolidate power, but they became obstacles to his escape.

"Didn't you leave a way out?" Li Zun didn't believe that as a builder, he didn't leave a way out for himself?

Liao Zhengyang closed his eyes to cover the thoughts in his heart, "This dungeon is specially designed to imprison the most evil people in the world, so..." After saying this, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

There is a way to survive, but he cannot expose it in front of them. Otherwise, once it is leaked, it will cause Liaojiabao's destruction.

"After all, you are a martial arts leader, why are you so useless!" Gong Yunfan glared at him, then squatted on the ground hungry to relieve the pain in his stomach.

Li Zun sneered, "I'm afraid it's not that Brother Liao is useless, but that he refuses to help!" How could his twists and turns escape the eyes of the Prince of Jiang Kingdom? He didn't see any of the battles in the palace and the battles in the court.

Pass?

"Brother Li, don't be joking. I'm just a fool in the world and don't understand the intrigues of the imperial court. If I could get out, how could I suffer here with you all?" Liao Zhengyang looked serious and calm.

Except for Liu Jun'er and Gong Yunfan, no one here would believe him. But they also knew that if he didn't speak, it would be useless no matter how much they forced him.

The atmosphere suddenly became strange, and everyone became silent.

For a moment, there was silence in the dungeon.

Nympho

In the main hall of Liaojiabao, the dust was sitting in a chair and drinking hot tea. The two girls squatted aside and rubbed his legs.

"Host, it's almost enough. The task is tight." The system couldn't see him like this, and he couldn't help but urge.

There was a bunch of grapes from the plate from the side of the side, and ate it with his head with his head.

But in my mind, I was talking to the system. "I haven't been so comfortable for a long time, so I can't let the host feel so happy for a few days? Maybe the next place will give us a place where we will not shit.

I'm afraid it is difficult to even end up. "

"Huh! What are you enjoying, what's the matter with me?" The system was angry.

He is a virtual body, let alone taste food, and he can't even touch it.

The dust was chewed a few times, and the grapes were swallowed into the abdomen. "Don't, you are the system of the host, we are one.

The words that owed the system caused the system to pull out the eighteenth generation of his ancestors to greet it.

The two were fighting, and suddenly a black gas struck them.

"It is the power of the system!" The dust could not help blurting out.

The two maids saw the martial arts leader suddenly spoke, thinking where the wait was not thoughtful, and asked for sins.

Swaying with no dust and sending them back.

When the black gas has reached a few steps, it is no longer going forward, as if talking to him.

"What is he talking about?" Wuchen pulled the system out.

The system has no entity, and it is also a black shadow. He looked at the same kind of same breath in front of him, and he immediately alerted his heart.

"What are you afraid of, this little thing, the host can deal with it." The dust walked towards it, reached out, and wanted to poke the black shadow.

The system rushed over, surrounded the dustless, dragged him back a few steps back, "You are crazy, the enemy and me are not divided, you dare to rush to death."

"Don't worry, he has something to say to us." There was an indifferent smile on the dustless surface, but the bottom of the eyes was undercurrent.

Then the system fell on the shadow of the black shadow, and saw the dark shadow suddenly arranged into a line, "Who are you?"

"Interesting." No dust was a little interesting, and smiled at the black shadow: "You should not report yourself before asking others?"

"If you don't commit each other, otherwise you will not forgive!" After the black shadow arranged a line of words, it instantly dispersed.

These two sentences are not polite, but let the system let go, "Hoster, it looks like, this taskman does not want to kill us by himself. As long as we try to avoid confrontation with him, I believe it can complete the task safely and smoothly."

"Not necessarily!" The smile on the dustless noodles suddenly became cold. He turned around and walked beside the chair.

We are. "

"How can it?" The system was puzzled.

Wuchen did not answer his questions, but smiled again, "However, the host really wants to see this task, what is it? Maybe we can really become friends."

One more friend is one less enemy. In order to survive for a long time, what time is their mission?

Within no presence, he really doesn't want to be enemy.

After all, he hasn't lived enough yet!

Wuchen slowly raised his hand, looked at the strong fingers and the palm with clear lines, and burst out with a wry smile.

If he hadn't become a missionary, he would have turned into bones, let alone ashes.

Over the years, he almost forgot what he once looked like.

well!
Chapter completed!