Chapter 342 Dead City (2)

"Bring it in hand."

Having said that, Yun Yiran didn't give the other party the right to resist at all, and directly diagnosed his pulse.

"..."

The ghost-masked man's face was full of horror, and he wanted to pull back, but was too scared by Yun Yiran's cold and arrogant eyes: "Concubine Mo, subordinate..."

"Quiet!"

Yun Yiran raised his eyebrows coldly.

The ghost-faced man was so frightened that he immediately lowered his head, not even daring to take a breath...

After a while.

Yun Yiran took out a pill from his sleeve: "Take it."

"Yes!"

The ghost-masked man didn't even look at anything, he just swallowed it.

After the action was completed, he felt warm inside his body, but he didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly said: "Concubine Mo, the devil's palace has been attacked by surprise, this place is dangerous, it's not suitable to stay for long!"

"So what happened?"

Yun Yiran's expression also became extremely gloomy, she paused and then continued to ask: "Where did Leng Shuimo go?"

"..."

The ghost-masked man's body froze for a moment, and his expression was extremely painful: "When we were resisting, Lord Mozun had disappeared... It's not good for the subordinates to protect us, ten thousand deaths are not enough to atone for our sins!"

As he said that, the ghost-masked man kowtowed a few times, then raised his eyes to look at Yun Yiran, and said decisively: "It's just that the subordinates must protect the safety of the concubine now. After sending the concubine to a safe place, the subordinates will I will definitely kill myself!"

Hearing this, Yun Yiran's fists were already tightly clenched, and he didn't even realize that his nails were digging into his flesh: "Where are the others?"

"Some are dead... some are injured... they have been transferred to other places now, I came back to find people who are not alive..." The ghost-masked man's tone seemed to be about to cry.

The so-called men don't flick their tears lightly, in fact, it's just that they haven't reached the point of sadness.

Thinking about it, the level of the ghost-faced men in the Land of Bewitching Demons is not low, but now they are being attacked by someone, and even the demon master is missing. How to do it.

Now seeing that the concubine Mo is back, I feel as excited as seeing the savior!

Yun Yiran narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do you know who it is?"

The ghost-faced man shook his head: "I don't know, it came so suddenly, I don't even know who the other party is."

At this time, Yuan Qiu and Xiao Ding had returned, and the tears on Xiao Ding's face seemed to be thicker, but when she saw the ghost-masked man kneeling on the ground, she suddenly became excited: "Hey, hey, hurry up!" Tell me, where is my father?!"

"..."

The ghost-faced man was silent.

He just lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly...

With such an appearance, Xiao Ding's face couldn't help but froze slightly, her face was full of disbelief: "Mother..."

"Okay, let's get out of here first."

Saying that, Yun Yiran took out the Qiankun bag and put it in without giving Xiaoding and Yuanqiu the right to refuse at all, then looked at the ghost-masked man: "Let's go."

"Yes!"

Under the leadership of the ghost-faced man, Yun Yiran quickly left the magic palace.

After a few twists and turns, they entered a secret passage, but before they had gone far, they heard moans and howls from inside: "It hurts...so uncomfortable!"

"You killed me! Killed me! Killed me!"

"Please, kill me!"

At that moment, a strong bloody smell rushed towards him...

I saw that in a narrow cave, there were more than a dozen ghost-faced men gathered. They were all lying on the ground and rolling continuously, with lingering pain on their faces.

(End of this chapter)

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