After Signing In For A Hundred Years In Prison, I Went Out And Swept The Sky!

For a general practitioner, the three-day period is just a flick of a finger.

But for the poisonous door like a hot pot ant.

The degree of suffering... almost cooked them through!

And the news... still no!

It's so weird, the elite squad, including the gatekeeper, disappeared so strangely.

"I can't detect it at all. It seems that the Heavenly Demon Sect did it deliberately and completely blocked all the channels for the spread of the news."

Elder had a sullen face, except for him, everyone else was ashamed.

"Sect Leader is really killed now..."

"Nonsense, Heavenly Demon Sect dare to kill our sect master? Ten of them dare not dare, they must imprison the sect master, we should come to the door immediately to rescue the sect master!"

"I should have come straight to the door long ago. Haw Haggard has dragged on for three days, and the owner of the door doesn't know how much humiliation he has suffered."

"..."

Each speaks his own words, and there is no end to the noise.

The assembly hall turned into a pot of porridge for a while.

"Shut up!" The big Elder was disturbed and irritated. "Stop talking. After I go to discuss with my ancestors, I will make a decision."

Stop talking.

He waved his hand and left the chamber.

On the road, thinking of the possible encounters of the sect master, he felt distressed.

Thinking of the person he was about to face again, my heart suddenly became even more bored...Of course, there was also a little more anxiety.

The ancestor of Wandu lives alone on a lonely mountain outside of Sect.

This is an extinct place with a radius of fifty li. Both humans and animals are forbidden, and even the extremely tenacious vegetation is dead.

Of course, there are more and more bones.

Between the valleys, there was a poisonous miasma, and a wisp of miasma drifted from time to time. If you are lucky enough to hear it, you can die on the spot.

A magnificent mansion was built deep in the valley for him to live alone.

Said it was one person.

But it's more than that.

Every time.

Sect will always send him a beautiful woman as a companion.

The reason why it is necessary to send it every other period is not because he is very young or too energetic... but because the person who sent it will not survive three days, or be tortured, or become a test victim of a new poison...

Some have become red-faced withered bones, but some have no ashes left.

This of course is the unannounced secret of Wandumen.

Big Elder drove the Magical Item into the valley.

This kind of place.

If it's not necessary, he doesn't want to come at all.

I can't wait to arrive earlier and leave earlier, so the speed has been increased to the fastest.

After a while, he saw the gate of the mansion.

In front of the old ancestor's mansion, he dared not vacate, and hurried down in the open space. He walked to the door with a solemn and solemn expression. After the door was slightly clicked, he announced inwardly.

"Come!"

A shrill voice came from inside the mansion.

No one opened the door, but it opened automatically.

The big Elder looked calm and stepped in.

The inner hall of the mansion.

The ancestor of Wandu squatted on the top beam.

He was short in stature, looked like a teenager, with an unusually thin face, darkened and sunken eyes around his eyes, and his eyes were evil. He was childlike innocent and human in nature, mixed and full of incongruity. The sense of.

Just like his overall impression.

It is the incongruity between appearance and age, as well as the incongruity between his status and his behavior.

If he went outside and someone pointed at him and said that this was the ancestor of Ten Thousand Poisons, no one would believe it.

But this is the ancestor of the poison that has made countless people frightened, and how many strong people are unwilling to easily provoke!

Up to now, although the number of words is a little bit small, I think I still have to post it, otherwise I can’t go...

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