"I have seen Qian Baofa, I have seen Elder Xue..."

In the belly of the mountain outside the flying boat, a middle-aged person with a slightly fat body and a mustache, his eyes rolling around, a shrewd and capable person is leading two rows of guards outside the flying boat to greet him from the flying boat. A dry black robe **** general and Xue Yuxiu who walked down.

"Manager Si has worked hard!" Although the breath on this person is not a **** general, to this person, even Xue Yuxiu nodded at him politely. Qian Changqing's tone couldn't help being polite. The gods who came back were all from the Yin-Yang sect, and the venerable was also very fond of them. We have been preparing for this action for a long time. We also ask Mr. Si to have some snacks and don't make any trouble!"

"Guardian Qian, please rest assured, when they are here, let them have great abilities, but they can only obediently let me wait at the mercy of me!" Manager Si smiled and said confidently.

"That's good, has the Venerable come back?" Qian Hufa asked another question.

"Venerable and Protector You went to the Valley of Darkness and haven't come back yet, but the Lord has ordered them down. In the past few days, Protector Qian will be the master of all matters in the fort. If you two have any needs, you can tell me!"

Qian Changqing glanced at Xue Yuxiu and smiled, "Then please Mr. Si prepare the altar. When all those people wake up, Elder Xue and I will have a holy sacrifice!"

"Those people should be able to wake up completely in the past two days. Let them take a day's rest, recover their bodies, and adapt to the golden soul talisman. The holy sacrifice will be easier. The holy sacrifice will be held three days later. how is it?"

"Okay, that's it, then there will be Mr. Lao Si!"

"This is what I should do!"

"By the way, Master Si, those goddesses of the Yin and Yang Sect will be my people. They will be of great use to the Venerable in the future. I know Master Si has some special preferences, but before the holy sacrifice, I don’t want them to have any accidents. Or being harassed, Director Si should understand what I mean, right?" Xue Yuxiu also opened her mouth, and gave Director Si a wink.

Manager Si's eyes flashed, and then he laughed, "Understand, understand, please rest assured, Elder Xue, I have my own measures..."

Qian Changqing and Xue Yuxiu confessed a few words to the manager, and the people were separated here.

Qian Changqing, Xue Yuxiu, and a dry black robe **** will walk toward the passage above the belly of the mountain, but the general manager walked toward the bottom of the mountain with people.

What the people on both sides didn't know was that Zhang Tie just watched this scene silently, not far from the two of them.

Zhang Tie watched Qian Hufa and the others leave. He did not follow Qian Hufa and others. He remained motionless, but he moved silently when he saw that Chief Si was going down the mountain belly. Just followed.

For Zhang Tie, the Si master appeared too timely. He was worried that there was no way to dig out the news of the Dark Emperor Temple from a few gods. The Si master appeared, and from him he talked with Qian Protector. Judging from the content of Si, the Si master should be regarded as a "veteran" of the Dark Emperor Temple. He knows a lot of information. More importantly, Si Si also knows how the holy sacrifice is going.

A guy who was not a **** but knew a lot of information suddenly appeared in front of him, and Zhang Tie felt that this manager Si was simply a rescuer sent by God.

Chief Si and his guards seemed to be walking towards the dungeon below the mountain.

On both sides of the mountain and the underground passage, there are rough rocks. There are always bright lights hanging on the rocks. On this road, there are guards and guards almost everywhere, and there are several gates. The master of the first level of the gods and the guards were watching, the guards were very strict.

Where Master Si went, all the way was unimpeded, and Zhang Tie followed him silently, without touching the ground, all the way down.

Zhang Tie's current invisibility ability can't even be discovered by high-level knights, let alone the divine soldiers below these divine generals and ordinary divine generals.

Below the belly of the mountain is the dungeon. There are fewer lamps in the dungeon, and it looks a little gloomy. As soon as he walked into the dungeon, Zhang Tie smelled a **** smell mixed with dampness.

As soon as Chief Si arrived in the dungeon, a man with a stubborn face in the dungeon nodded and bowed quickly to accompany and lead the way.

There is more than one dungeon here, but hundreds of large and small. It is completely a dark prison with complete facilities. Although this dungeon is set under the mountainside, it also has many restrictions. People outside will never find it. And those who are locked in it will never get out of trouble.

The people imprisoned in the dungeon at this moment are by no means the only gods and generals of the Yin-Yang sect, because in these hundreds of dungeon rooms, at least half of the rooms are closed with people. The people here are There are men and women, old and young, some in ragged clothes, and some in Chinese clothes. The people here are different, but the only thing in common is that everyone here seems to know this Si manager. Look. When the Si master arrived, many people still in the cell shrank in fear to the corner of the cell, trembling all over, especially some of the women locked here, also screaming in fright.

Director Si was very satisfied with this effect. He looked at the pale faces in the cell like he was patrolling his own territory, and he couldn't help laughing out loud when he looked at the trembling body.

"Let me go, you **** and craps, do you know who I am? You dare to mess with me, I tell you, you are dead, you are dead, if you let my father know that you dare to drug me and get me here Locked up, he must crush you to pieces and make you hard to die, let me go..."

In a cell, a gorgeously dressed young man with a **** temperament in his twenties heard footsteps and saw someone coming. He suddenly rushed to the edge of the fence, facing the passing manager Si and the others. Scolded.

Judging from his clothes and complexion, this young man seemed to have just arrived here, and he probably hadn't suffered much.

Manager Si just glanced coldly at the young man who was screaming in the cell with his face full of anger, then turned his head and asked the cell boss next to him, "Who is this person and why I haven't seen it last time?"

"Chief Executive, this person is the eldest master of the Han family in Niutoushan. You Hufa's subordinates just sent it to him. They said it was arranged by You Hufa. In a few days, I will wait for the Han family to be cleaned up by the Yu Hufa men. When the guardian comes back, we will put this man back after the holy sacrifice, Niutoushan is ours..."

"Well, since it was arranged by the guardian Yu, let's follow the instructions of the guardian Yu. It's just that this person is yelling here, which is really noisy. For the past few days, let him roll on the nail bed twice a day and learn Behave, don't kill him..."

"Yes, yes, please don't worry, Mr. Si..." the head of the cell said and made a gesture. A few tough men in the dungeon opened the door of the cell and rushed in, like catching a chicken. In the same way, he caught the young master of the Han family who was yelling, and walked with him carrying the torture room in the distance.

"What are you doing, let go of me, let me go..." The Han family's young master was struggling uselessly, still cursing.

In the torture room, there was a chilling shadow of torture equipment from the fire. The elder of the Han family had just been mentioned in the torture room, and the earth-shattering horrible howling seemed to tear his throat through. Come here.

Zhang Tie glanced over there and found that the so-called bed of nails was an iron bed with many nails. Those nails were not long or dense. The part protruding from the iron bed was probably less than an inch. The young master was fixed on a bed of nails with his hands, feet and head. Once fixed, many nails pierced into the skin of his back and chest. The man screamed, and his chest and back were dripping with blood, and the more he struggled , The more painful.

Those nails that pierce the skin are not deadly, but they are painful and full of fear and despair.

But this is not over yet. Just in the midst of the screams of the young master of the Han family, a burning stove was moved under the bed of nails. The nails began to heat up and became hot, and the young master of the Han family screamed The sound broke immediately, hoarse like a ghost crying wolf...

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