One end of the broken iron bar hit the wall, bounced back, and fell heavily beside the tree's legs.

"Joe Joe, Joe Joe." Chen began to worry about her as if she was possessed. She quickly reached for her wrist, dragged her to her side, and reassured her repeatedly, "OK, Joe! Calm down, Joe. "

"Bang!" The dungeon door was kicked open again.

Only saw ink lotus and small too old a pedestrian, dragging a whole body to bathe in blood, could not see the original appearance of the person walked down the steps.

With the tongs behind them, they pulled a group of disciples of the qingtianmen who were all in one's body and knew nothing but sighs and cries.

The tree took out an iron bar from the inner boundary again, rushed forward without saying anything, and beat the man who was lying on the ground with blood all over his body!

"Poof." The people on the ground turned to God, and the old face covered with black gauze showed a trace of ruthlessness, "bitch, bitch!"

Ink lotus eyes a fierce, a trace of black fire fell on the old woman's face, when she was about to burn to squeak and cry.

The tree looked at the old woman lying on the ground rolling back and forth, and suddenly a clear scene slipped through the deep memory.

She remembered, remembered!

In her previous life, she did see the old woman in fan Qiuhe's laboratory.

This old woman is a pharmacist!

The reason why fan Qiuhe searched around for pharmacists to study the power of medicine in their bodies was to improve the special ability of this old woman!

In the last life, duanmuqing was killed by this pair of bitches.

Anger lingered in the heart of the tree. She picked up the stick in her hand, said nothing, and beat the old woman hard again.

The hatred in her heart had been turned into a substantial blade, which had been stabbed sharply into the old woman's body.

A cold sweat came down Fan Gu's body.

She had a strange fear!

The whole dungeon was quiet.

Under the sign of Mo Lian's eyes, Tong, with a group of young men in black, walked quickly into each cell, and rescued people who were dying of wounds.

Then the men and women tied to the pillars were put down and moved aside temporarily.

The tree turned to look at the cold iron bed in the middle, and suddenly snapped, "put him up!"

Fan Qiuhe's whole body is shaking uncontrollably, as if convulsing and screaming, "you, what are you doing? Arbor, what do you do!! "

Tongji people listen to his nonsense. They drag fan Qiuhe like a dead dog and press him on the iron bed.

There are four copper buttons on the edge of the iron bed, which just clasp fan Qiuhe's hands and feet.

"Ah!" Fan Qiuhe probably didn't expect that he would be the fish on the chopping board and tied to the iron bed if he had been experimenting with others!

The tree conveniently picked up a hook hanging on the wall, the corner of his mouth suddenly raised a faint smile, and looked at the old woman lying on the ground.

Fan Gu felt cold in her heart.

"Take it!" Tongli drinks, shoves the hook into fan Gu's hand, picks up fan Gu's whole body, drags it to the iron bed and throws it in front of fan Qiuhe.

Fan Gu couldn't help shivering.

Miss Qiao clapped her hands happily. "OK, you can start your performance."

Fan Gu's hook almost fell to the ground.

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good night