Chapter 470: brute! ? (monthly ticket plus 3)

Xiao Jinlong is now able to transform, but what he can do is just a small animal, and it is a small animal similar to its shape.
If it is transformed into an elephant, it will be exhausted in three seconds and restored to its original shape.
The black-painted four-corner gecko quickly climbed into the study of Murong Feng along the door, and no one found it.
After a while, Tunxi was informed by Xiaojinlong. "Boss, there is no one here. But I can feel that there is a chilly breath underneath the study."
Guanxi and Guliufeng looked at each other, and a stone sneaked out of the sleeves of the Tunxi River and went to the grass in the distance.
The sound of "嗤啦" quickly alerted the guards who were outside.
A few people sighed low, "who", all the brains rushed in the direction of the grass.
The creeks and valleys of the valley sneaked into the study, while the purple vines came out and shrouded the study.
"Little nephew, you are coming to see!" The sound of the wind in the valley suddenly came from the ear.
When Tunxi turned back, he saw his hand pressed against a black rattle.
The snake snake ornaments are placed on a shelf full of antiques. It looks very humble, but when you look closely, you will find that the material of this snake is not iron and non-jade. The surface is still smooth, just like Sometimes people touch the general.
The valley winds his face and he said slowly: "I have seen Murong Feng wipe the dust on this snake."
As he said, his hand slammed hard, and the head of the snake was turned in a direction, and then the entire shelf actually made a loud noise.
After a while, the shelf was moved to both sides, and there was a deep and dark passage in front. The passage was a step paved with bluestone. When people stepped on the steps, they felt a chill.
The two men were dignified and walked down the steps.
Soon, Tunxi heard the mourning and pleading of several young children.
"I beg you, spare me... spare me... I don't want money, don't eat, you spare me... oh..."
"Brother, I am so uncomfortable, I can't breathe... my brother..."
"You are a group of beasts, don't touch my sister! Sister! Sister! You can't die in this group of beasts!"
The two glanced at each other, convulsed the sound, quickly lurked into the shadows and looked at the light.
It’s just this eye, but it makes the wind and the wind a cold breath, and his face becomes extremely irritated and angry.
Even Tunxi, a savage and brutal killer, was deeply frowned.
I saw that the basement was divided into two parts not far away.
The arrangement on the left is like a Danfang of refining medicine. Several old men with white beards are constantly urging the fire to see the refining situation of the medicine in the furnace.
But on the right side of the basement, it looks like a slaughterhouse.
The ground was densely packed with hundreds of cages, and two or three children were locked in each cage.
These children have boys and girls, but they are only eight or nine years old, and even three or four years old.
They are kept in a narrow cage like a beast, some crying and praying, some are insulting in anger, and some are at a loss.
At the side of the cage, at least seven or eight children were upside down, one by one cut through the carotid artery, and the blood ticks into the copper pot underneath, and it has already flown a full bucket in a moment.