"Explain later, the trap is over."

Zhao Chu turned his head and smiled slightly.

Tang Duanying's face still has black bruises pinched by her. In the future, Lao Wangtou should not settle the score with herself.

…

"What should I do!"

"The entire slave cellar has been sealed. Currently, there are only three undercover Dao Zhi disciples in the Wenyuan Realm. We are no match for the elders of the Shen Shu Sect."

"Not to mention, the gate master on the eighth floor can't get out at all."

Lei Miaozi frowned, and before he knew it, he was sweating all over.

"What a shame, I don't even have the confidence to kill Wang Qimang."

Then, Lei Miaozi raised his head.

He looked at Wang Qimang's disgusting body and wished he could kill him with one palm.

But it's a pity.

The latter's strength is equal to his own. If the two of them start a fight, it will be huge and will definitely alert the Wenyuan guards on other floors.

You know, in the slave cellar, there are a total of 20 or so Wenyuan realms, and there are only three of them.

The act of seeking death.

"You four are really idiots. Letting you commit suicide is to give you a chance to show your self-respect. You don't know how to seize it."

Then, Lei Miaozi sighed again.

I feel sorry for his misfortune and angry that he doesn't fight.

Why are you greedy for life and afraid of death when you can obviously choose to die with dignity?

Um?

Wang Qimang took off his clothes and ran in. He stood motionless for so long. What happened?

However.

Lei Miaozi suddenly noticed something unusual.

Wang Qimang remained motionless for several seconds.

And he always felt that there seemed to be some special fluctuations in the cage.

It was so subtle that Lei Miaozi even suspected that he felt wrong.

Buzz!

However.

The next second, Lei Miaozi stood up suddenly as if he had been shocked.

His originally somewhat angry pupils were instantly filled with an incredible intensity.
Chapter completed!