Chapter 121：

The air in front of me was violently purged like water waves.

After two or three breaths, a big humanoid hole was opened.

The scenery inside changed dramatically, revealing a dark and deep cave.

The majestic psychology of the monkey-tailed man swept around once again, and after confirming that no other people or demons were following him, he strode in.

Inside is a long, dark corridor that keeps going down.

It seems to be directly connected to the inside of the mountain belly.

The torches on both sides kept lighting up.

Da da da--

In the narrow and narrow corridor, only the footsteps of the man with the tail of the monkey are constantly echoing.

After walking for about five or six minutes, his eyes suddenly opened up.

What was presented in front of me was a laboratory with a height of five or six meters and a very wide area!

Eight incandescent lamps with extremely bright high wattage were hung on the ceiling of the cave.

There are about two cave laboratories the size of a football field, where people come and go.

There are many human beings wearing blue protective suits, busy on the research platform one by one.

And on the walls on all sides, one by one caves were opened.

At the entrance of the cave, cage railings of golden imperial art style are installed all over.

Inside the caves, from time to time there were roars of demons and even screams.

With such a strong and incomparable atmosphere of a demon, he couldn't get out of the cave at all.

The monkey-tailed man glanced at this huge laboratory.

He could hear the roar and scream of ape monsters in some caves.

But the monkey-tailed man didn't say much, but his expression was very gloomy.

Anyone who sees his own kind, locked in a laboratory and used as experimental material, is always upset.

The monkey-tailed man raised his head and glanced at the cave platform on the opposite mountain wall.

With a cold snort, he directly set up the demon gang and flew up.

The researchers underneath glanced at the figure of the man with the tail of the monkey with horror on their faces, but did not care about it, and were still immersed in their work.

It seems that the arrival of the man with the tail of the monkey is not unexpected.

There is a cave on the platform, and inside is a spacious office.

The light was very dim, and there was only a small table lamp, which could only illuminate the pale hands that were writing on the table.

This person is left-handed, but the eyes of the man with the tail are attracted by the tail ring on his right hand.

It was a purple tail ring entwined with a lifelike serpent.

Seeing this tail ring, the monkey-tailed man immediately confirmed his identity.

He unceremoniously came to the chair opposite the desk and sat down, so that he could speak lightly in a leisurely manner.

"Wan Snake, didn't you say that Ye Shizhong's bones were in Nanling Base City?"

Although the tone was light, the dark black magical aura on his body burst out like a tsunami.

[Author's digression]: I finally drove it out in the middle of the night, and the fourth one, you know!

Chapter 70

"Wan Snake, didn't you say that Ye Shizhong's bones were in Nanling Base City?"

The monkey-tailed man sat on the chair, looked at the human-shaped shadow behind the desk, and spoke lightly.

It seemed that it was a simple questioning tone, but the demonic aura on his body was like a tsunami, boiling and noisy.

The dark black demon spirit shrouded directly towards the figure behind the desk.

Thump thump thump--

Dangdangdang-

The desks in the spacious office and the glass showcase against the wall were shaking violently.

Sitting behind the desk, the figure wearing a purple snaketail ring suddenly burst out of a very gloomy, deep purple-black demon spirit.

He put down the pen in his hand and pressed his hands on the desk.

Suddenly the tremor of all items disappeared.

The dark black demon aura that invaded from the monkey-tailed man was also completely pushed back.

"Sanmu, the news is for you. You failed and didn't find it. Now come to blame me?"

A sullen and hoarse male voice came from behind the desk.

Immediately afterwards.

The figure's hands were pressed on the desk, and the whole person stood up and leaned forward slightly.

The faint light of the small table lamp suddenly reflected the brightness of the figure's face.

This is a mature man wearing a black trench coat.

This windbreaker has a wide style, with a very lifelike purple snake embroidered on it.

His face was pale and handsome, but he was very gloomy and cold.

The black hair was scattered, and the gaze that released the two eyes, the cut fragments, appeared more and more sharp and sharp, like a sword.

And the pupils behind the black hair were two dark golden snake-like vertical pupils.

Wan Snake looked down straight at the monkey-tailed man, with a gloomy smile at the corner of his mouth.

"You are, do you want to die?"

As soon as the voice fell, a "sizzling" sound suddenly sounded in the spacious office, as if snakes kept vomiting snake letters.