"Who are you?" asked Xiaoqi.

At this time, the purple clothes went to Xiao Yu's side, and made a look to Feng Ling, suggesting that he was wary of the old man, not letting anyone disturb him.

Feng Ling nodded silently. He knew what to do with purple clothes?

The purple back is facing the old man, the palm of the hand moves, the ice jade does not enter Xiao Yu's forehead, the cold moment is instantaneous, and Xiao Yu seems to be stuck in the acupuncture point, the head seems to have been taken into the ice bank, from the head to the feet.

"Forbearance and forbearance." Ziyi said distressedly, the palm of his hand was placed in Xiao's forehead, and a steady stream of spiritual power was poured into it.

The body is eager to move, and the purple clothes feel the struggle of Nanhuajun's soul. He wants to dominate this body. The purple black scorpion flashes the enchanting luster, and the corner of the mouth evokes the evil charm.

The purple **** knows about Nanhua Jundao: You better have some points, otherwise, my hand shakes, I can't guarantee that Yun's soul can still be safe and sound?

The body gradually calmed down.

The curvature of the corner of the purple mouth is enlarged, and the preoccupation controls the ice jade.

The old man said: "I don't care who is important. What's important is that people who come in can't get out. Just now you also saw the bones upstairs. Those who came in before, everyone died here, you guys. Will die here too."

Xiao Qi and Feng Shaoqi were shocked. They almost thought at the same time that this was a trap of Shen Moxin. They deliberately called "Nanhua Jun" and Xiao Yu came over and wanted them to die here.

Feng Shaoqi’s heart flashed through doubts. Shen Moxin’s “South China Jun” has reached an obsessive level. She will not harm Nanhua Jun. Did she find that “Nanhua Jun” is a fake?

Even if it is fake, the body of "South China Jun" is true.

What is the difference between Shen Mo core killing purple clothes and killing Nanhua Jun?

Feng Ling is close to his eyebrows, and the black scorpion is unpredictable.

The purple clothes focused on the ice jade, and he did not have any expression when he heard the old man's words.

Feng Shaoqi said very uncomfortably: "When others die here, we will die here? Old gentleman, you are too arbitrary to speak. You tell us, where is this place? And this invisible barrier is exactly What happened? Maybe we will find a way out, and you can go out old."

The old man smiled happily: "Don't waste money, if you can't get out, no one can get out, let's die here!"

Xiaoqi twisted the eyebrow: "Old gentleman, I look at you, it should have been in for a long time, you have family! They should not know you are here. You would rather wait to die than to find a way out with us?" ”

They only came here and didn't know anything about it. The old man, Xiaoqi, although he didn't know how long he came, he knew a lot.

He wants to get some help from the old man's mouth.

The old man’s body was stiff, the white eyeball seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and it became a bit sluggish. He fell into memories.

He has family members. He has a beautiful wife and children. When he came, he was strong and powerful, and now he did not know how many years passed. The people who came with him died and became the skeleton of the upstairs, leaving him alone.

He doesn't know if his wife is safe now? Are children growing up?

He also wanted to leave madly. He has done a lot of hard work, but repeated failures have destroyed his mind, and he eventually has to give up.

The words of Xiaoqi let the old man have hope in his eyes, and then there is a little hope. After a while, it will be turned into nothing. The boy said it, just as he wanted to leave.

In the end, it will only end in failure.