Vol 7 Chapter 227: Peerless Murderer

Woo ... ahhhh ...
The roaring roar like a wild beast roared through the deep stone walls still clear. [Search the web for hue / c / o / m soon]
Ye Qingxuan could not bear the anxiety, and quickly walked through more than a dozen bends in the tunnel, six or seven thick doors, and finally reached the dungeon that looked after the flood beasts.
Within the dark, moist and stinking dungeon, a rattled iron chain tied a monster.
The monster had a huge body, and his body over two meters tall was completely covered by thick hair. He couldn't see his face clearly, but in the sound of wheezing breath, the hair in front of him kept shaking, a pair of eyes shining like a torch, dull Staring at Ye Qingxuan.
At the suggestion of Xiao Bugan, Ye Qingxuan came to see the monster in his original appearance. Xiao Bugan accompanied him around, glanced at the strange man inside, and said in a deep voice: "To bring him out of Sansheng Island, handsome Tianfan's two A follower also lost his life, and used a lot of drugs all the way to manage it barely. "
Ye Qingxuan let out his eyes, leaned closer to the railings of the dungeon, and looked closely.
This weirdo has been tortured by people without the slightest human form. The original tall and mighty body was no less than Wei Dingwei's majestic figure, but now there is only a thin layer of skin, but even so, there is still an irritability in front of the sick tiger The arrogant and deterrent force made the needle frown.
Ye Qingxuan couldn't believe it, and asked, "Brother Xiao, is this 'murderer' madman who disappeared with you?"
"Good." Xiao quit looking at his opponent, showing a hint of intolerance.
Whoa ...
The violent roar, even if the other party did not have a trace of suffocation, could not help but take two steps back. It was not a human being in the Buddha cage, but a wild animal.
Xiao Bugan said slowly: "For many years, the lunatic has been unwilling to surrender, and Shuai Tianfan accepted him from his father, controlled by the method of negative needle gods, tortured daily to break his will, all It all ended in failure ... "
Speaking of it, Xiao Bugan took a silver bell out of his arms and handed it to Ye Qingxuan, saying: "This man is fierce. Now, although he is unknown, he can obediently complete the task as long as he controls it, but you must not , Be sure to let him return before three noon, and tie him with this black iron chain, otherwise that time is when he is awake, if he is not locked, he may explode and hurt. "
Ye Qingxuan nodded and took the silver bell, and said lightly: "It's a pity that a peerless robber can't escape the scheme of conspiracy."
Xiao nodded and nodded, saying: "This man is cruel and has a lot of lives. It's all a matter of time to kill or not, but he has never done anything unseen. The commander ordered this man, and he still admired him for his bright and honest style. After falling into the hands of Sansheng Island, he also tried to save his life, but his character was stinky and hard. He eventually offended Shuai Jiju, and eventually It ruined this big man. "
Huh ...
The madman screamed and roared, and Xiao Buqi motioned to Ye Qingxuan to use the bell.
When the jingle bell rang, the madman's eyes were dull, and Harako flowed from his growing mouth, and he really obediently calmed down.
"Yin acupuncture system god" really powerful.
At that time, Ye Qingxuan had contacted this perverted method of manipulation. Lianzhen Tianjun, one of the twelve heavenly monarchs of the magic gate, used this method to control the "iron eagle" Yi Tieqing and the "little eagle king". Finally, Zhan Yu was attacked and Lianzhen Tianjun was beheaded.
Unexpectedly, there is also this method of yin and venom on Sansheng Island.
Ye Qingxuan put away the bell, got closer to the dungeon, looked at those godless eyes, and said earnestly: "I heard the name of a madman for a long time, but I didn't expect to meet each other today. Hehe, don't talk nonsense, let's make a deal . "
Xiao Bugan laughed aloud, and said, "Your uncle has been useless. The unlucky man has been restrained by the secret law. You can just order it and do any transaction. He doesn't even know who he is."
"It's okay." Ye Qingxuan smiled and said, "It's safer to make a deal, so I feel better."
"Person, I leave it to you. Toss with you!" Xiao Bugan shook his head and turned back slowly.
Ye Qingxuan sighed and looked at the stunned madman, saying, "Let's continue the transaction, uh, whether you can hear it or not, I say my thoughts, you help me to do things by my side, I am delicious I greet you, you ca n’t make trouble, you have to be obedient, and I will find a way to help you break the 'yin needle system God' and restore your saneness, and you will help me to do things for two more years, and ensure that I will not kill people at will, I will Restore your freedom ... Do you understand? Uh, hey, you do n’t speak, just when you understand, you agree too! "
Buddha release did a big thing, Ye Qingxuan patted his chest easily, and said to himself, "Finally there is a helper."
Ye Qingxuan turned to leave, suddenly remembered something, and said something again, saying: "I will study the Yin needle god, it is not guaranteed to be successful, but in any case, from the moment your mind recovers, you must not be casual. Murder, don't listen to dispatch, otherwise I will kill you with my own hands, you have to remember. "
After speaking, Ye Qingxuan drifted away, chasing Xiao Bugan's back and shouting, "Brother Xiao, help me find someone to clean up for him, it's too smelly ..."
The figure went away, in the dark dungeon, after the thick hair, those dull eyes flashed suddenly, revealing a trace of hesitant and fierce light.
Moonlight is like jade, and mist is like smoke.
The smoldering moonlight is even paler when it is shot through the dense mist. The mist is like a cloud of smoke in the moonlight, and it is like a white magpie, scattered in thousands.
The elderly Tianji sat cross-legged on a boat, dissolving in the moonlight and getting lost in the thick fog. At first glance, it seemed like it would spread into thousands of threads.
In front of him was a short table, and on the table was a five-stringed guqin, with both hands moving on the strings.
The desolate sound of the harp followed his hands, and it came out from the old harp.
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Behind the Tianji old man, standing in a servant costume, Song Bierli and sweaty Huang Tailang, were all motionless.
The sound of the piano is very pleasant, but it is too desolate.
The old man playing Tianji really played a very desolate old tone.
He was so relaxed tonight, that's why he had the idea of ​​moonlight boating on the river, but he didn't even think he would pop this tone.
The tone was desolate, and after playing for a while, the elderly of the natural machine became unhappy.
Hum!
The string sounded a strong sound. The old man stopped the string, took a white towel that Song Bieli handed over, wiped his hands, and sank: "You said, the boys in Fengyi Pavilion and Huangfu Taixin started to touch fingers Strategy? "
Huang Tailang Cave fell to his knees and replied, "The child is incompetent."
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