Chapter 188

The purple cuckoo looked along the old man's fingertips. Rao was a clear-sighted purple cuckoo, and could not see the appearance of the people in the black prison cave.

Zijuan narrowed her eyes and stared. Her mind was momentary negligent. The old man ran away and hid in the dark.

The purple cuckoo didn't care. She fell in front of the prison hole pointed by the old man.

"I'm Zijuan, is that you“ Zijuan doesn't know the name of the ghost level killer.

There was a clanking sound in the cell. The people in the cell came out of the darkness, dragging the child's thick iron chain on their feet.

The man was exposed to the dim light of the fire. He was unkempt, shabby and bent. He didn't look like a tall and handsome fool at all.

The man said weakly, "it's not me“

Zijuan smiled and smashed the iron fence of the prison hole with her palm.

The man panicked, took a step back, tripped his left foot and right foot, and fell to the ground.

The purple cuckoo held the man firmly with quick eyes and quick hands.

"It's you, my future husband of Zijuan. I know you." Zijuan lifted the greasy black hair on her face, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

There are five deep and long scars on the man's face. The scars are crisscross and his face is ferocious, but it can be vaguely seen that the man is the hell level killer Zijuan is looking for.

"How did you do that?" Purple cuckoo is distressed for her big, handsome face.

The ghost level killer said in a deep voice, "I don't know you. Please let me go."

Zijuan Fuzheng Mingzi level killer, "I won't let go. You know in your heart that you are the person I'm looking for."

The ghost level killer kept silent for a moment and admitted his identity, "now my martial arts are completely useless. I look terrible. People are not human, ghosts are not ghosts. I don't deserve you. Zijuan, I'm sorry, our engagement is invalid. "

Zijuan said, "is that why you want to cancel our engagement“

"Zijuan, I swore I would give you the best, but now I can't do it, I can't give you happiness. If you marry me, your life will be ruined. Go! "

The purple cuckoo patted the chest of the hell level killer, "your little trouble, madam, will be solved for you in my face. You don't have to worry."

The hell level killer doesn't believe the words of Zijuan.

Maybe someone can make him look like the old, but absolutely no one has the magical ability to continue the meridians and connect the veins and repair the Dantian.

He reluctantly told himself that it could not be. In today's world, even those old monsters in laolaoshan can't do it, let alone a woman in a boudoir courtyard.

The purple cuckoo's face was not good. "You don't believe my wife."

The ghost level killer was flustered, "no, I didn't, I really didn't."

The purple cuckoo's eyes were as sharp as a sword and went straight to the bottom of the heart of the hell level killer, "I can see that you don't believe my wife, let alone me."

Purple cuckoo feels a little wronged, sad and sour nose.

She lived for twenty years and fought for a man for the first time, but the man was kind and wasted her kindness.

Zijuan's eyes turned red. She didn't find it, but the ghost level killer had a panoramic view.

The ghost level killer slapped himself in the ear, "Zijuan, don't cry, don't cry, I believe, I believe you, I believe your wife can cure me, I swear to God."

Zijuan tasted nanmingxi. Its name is good, but it doesn't accord with the temperament of nanmingxi. Nanmingxi shouldn't be called nanmingxi, but nandashan and nandaniu.

Nanmingxi saw that Zijuan ignored him. He opened his mouth and shut his mouth. He knew he was wrong and begged Zijuan to forgive him.

After listening for a long time, Zijuan puffed and laughed, "I really don't see the wrong person."

Nanmingxi didn't understand. He didn't have time to figure it out. Countless powerful breath locked the prison cave, and the experts of the netherworld Pavilion gathered here.

Zijuan broke the iron chain on nanmingxi, just as Gu Guan broke the iron chain that locked the prison door.

"Follow me." The purple cuckoo pulls Nanming River.

Nanmingxi reddened his eyes and nearly burst into tears. After living for so many years, Zijuan was the first to protect him.

"This is my future daughter-in-law." Nanmingxi was satisfied that he could have this beauty in his heart before he died. He died without regret.

He was once a ghost level killer of Tongtian Youming Pavilion. Nanmingxi knows the power and terror of Tongtian Youming Pavilion. No matter how powerful Zijuan is, it is impossible to break out of the nether cave with him.

He is already a disabled man. He has not lived for a few years. He must not implicate Zijuan. Zijuan is such a beautiful girl and deserves a better man to protect her.

Nanmingxi silently decided that he must not drag down Zijuan. Zijuan seemed to feel something, turned back and said coldly, "don't think about leaving me. I Zijuan recognized you. You are my Zijuan. Without my permission, you leave me and have a look. I'll let you taste the ultimate happiness and pain."

Following Gu Guan, Zijuan's ability to figure out people's hearts is at its peak. Coupled with her ice and snow intelligence, it is easy to infer the psychology of nanmingxi.

Nanmingxi wanted to persuade Zijuan to say a few words. People outside didn't give time and attacked her.

They are all Ming level killers in the netherworld Pavilion. They have excellent martial arts and treat death as if they were at home. This kind of killing machine is like an invincible army that kills countless enemies.

The Ming character level killer in the netherworld pavilion has extraordinary strength. With the cooperation of Wujian, the power is increased several times.

The purple cuckoo concentrates and calms her breath. Her powerful internal power is carried in the palm of her hand. Her delicate palm floats out gently, and the threatening hell level killers end up hating.

Zijuan walked out slowly with Nanming River, stood at the prison entrance and looked down. There were dozens of people on the circular stone platform below, including men and women, old and young, with their own killing weapons, shoulder poles, embroidery needles and fire burning sticks. In short, there were all kinds of people.

Zijuan smiled in a low voice, "this is the 360 lines of the netherworld Pavilion. It's ordinary, just like ordinary people, powerful, powerful."

The most powerful killers in the netherworld pavilion are not those at the netherworld level, but 360 lines of killers who walk into ordinary people's homes. They may be Street traders, doctors who treat patients and save people, or women who laugh at bars.

They are ordinary and can be seen everywhere. It's not surprising that they go in and out of all kinds of places, so it's easy for them to kill people and kill people. Even in heavily guarded places, it's like entering a no man's land. That's why Tongtian Youming Pavilion is the strongest killer.

"You, cut yourself!" The old man stood up.

The cuckoo asked, "self cutting? Why should I cut myself? "

The old man said, "although you have strong martial arts and deep internal power, your fists are difficult to defeat your four hands. Besides, you are still with him. You are by no means our opponent. If I wait for all the people to do it, you will die ugly. "

Zijuan slightly raised her chin, "then I'll wait."