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Chapter 686 Weird (seeking subscription monthly pass)

"..."

Hanging on the iron lock, Jiang Zhou felt the real gaze, cutting his body like a knife, even though he was a brave man, he was a little hairy.

these people……

Very unfriendly.

[-]% of people will die in a while...

This time the chains descended extremely deep.

It was several times deeper than the ten monsters he had beheaded before.

Jiang Zhou was secretly startled.

According to his estimation, not counting the depth of Dongting Lake, he is now at least ten feet below the ground.

Hanging on the iron lock, countless gold bars on the surrounding cave walls and the faintly emerging golden edicts and Buddha mantras rise rapidly in sight.

This scene alone can be called a supernatural workmanship, which makes people wonder if this place can really be built by human beings?
Jiang Zhou didn't think about it, no matter what the rules and iron laws are, how cool it would be to kill directly in this knife prison?

But his own heart can't tolerate it.

Although it is said that all the demons are imprisoned in Dao Prison, if he is to ignore them and kill them indiscriminately to satisfy his selfish desires, it is absolutely impossible.

For one thing, he didn't want to turn himself into a desperate monster-spawning machine just for "rewards".

Secondly, even if they are monsters, they may not really deserve to die.

If he ran into someone who didn't deserve to die, even if the canned blood forced him to kill him, he wouldn't be able to do it.

And, even leaving aside his own psychological barriers.

Is it really something he can compete with to build such a miraculous Daji that is beyond the reach of human beings?
Aside from other things, the Wujiyuan he was in at this time made him terrified.

There is a faint feeling, just like the first time in this world, without the strength to bind a chicken, in front of the witches, monsters, and stone fronts, like duckweed in the water, flying leaves in the wind, insignificant, powerless, Feeling of powerlessness.

At this moment, Jiang Zhou felt a sense of joy.

Fortunately, he is from Daji's group.

Fortunately, he is not the kind of pretentious, unscrupulous temperament.

Seeing the depths of this knife prison with his own eyes and feeling the magnificence hidden in the darkness, Jiang Zhou felt that he had faintly touched the reality of Daji, and lifted a corner of the veil in this world.

"Crash..."

I don't know how long it fell.

The darkness below is still bottomless and infinite, and this iron lock seems to have no limit.

At this moment it finally stopped.

Jiang Zhou looked around and found that the number of gold gates on the surrounding cave walls was much smaller than what he had seen before, and they were no longer densely packed.

However, the golden edicts and Buddha mantras faintly appearing on the wall are more dense.

A looming coercion almost solidified this place.

It made Jiang Zhou feel a little uncomfortable in breathing.

His "big brother" He Chongtian and the others also showed signs of discomfort.

However, they seemed to have gotten used to it, and after a short delay, they returned to normal and flew up from the iron chains.

But they didn't go straight into the place where General Feiliang was imprisoned, but clinging to the walls of the cave one by one.

"Boy, come here."

"Big Brother" He Chongtian clung to the cave wall like a big spider, and turned his head to call out to Jiang Zhou.

Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly, followed his words, and flew to land not far from "Big Brother".

"Good boy, good posture."

He Chongtian praised, under the messy hair and beard, although he couldn't see his expression clearly, he could hear the smile that seemed to be pointing.

"Boy, who are you?"

Jiang Zhou smiled and said, "Brother, didn't I already say that?"

"Ha ha."

He Chongtian laughed dryly: "Put away your talk about coaxing baby dolls."

"Is there someone above? A mere Captain Jingyao, who is not even qualified to enter this knife prison, can still keep you here to enjoy the blessings?"

In his eyes, isn't Jiang Zhou just enjoying happiness these days?
Don't look at Canned Blood saying that his treatment here is the same as that of a death row prisoner, but in fact he is treated differently from others.

Although it's only in a very subtle way, it can't be hidden from the eyes of He Chongtian, an old Jianghu.

I'm afraid I can't hide it from these old things.

"Okay, you don't want to say it."

He Chongtian did not break the casserole to ask the end, glanced at the few people on one side, did not avoid them, and said bluntly to Jiang Zhou: "Be careful later, if you can't stand it, then try your best to run behind me Come."

"It's cheap to call you big brother. Here at Hemou, there is only one way to write the word brother. There is no difference in severity. I will protect your life."

Ouch?
Jiang Zhou thought to himself, this cheap big brother didn't scream in vain, what he said was beautiful!
Regardless of whether he needs it or not, Jiang Zhougao will take a look at He Chongtian's ability to say this.

However, he remained calm on the surface, and said a little confused: "Brother, why is this?"

"Hey, of course it's because you're going to die!"

A somewhat gloomy voice came from one of those five people.

Among the six people here except Jiang Zhou, He Chongtian was the same guy as the sick man, and was the only one who had spoken to him in the past ten days.

Of the remaining four, each was more weird than the other.

A Taoist priest.

The appearance and body shape are similar to those of Tie Dan.

With a tattered robe on his body, he can still tell that it is a Taoist robe
The face is square and square, quite honest and decent.

A Confucian scholar.

In the prison of swords, it seems that his days will not be short, and the Confucian robes on his body are clean and spotless.

She has frosty hair and a half-short silver beard under her chin, combed neatly and meticulously.

This person is not young, and although his blood is more vigorous than ordinary people, here, he appears to be very meager, and he has no way to practice. He is obviously a member of the orthodox Confucianism.

Just relying on a breath of grandeur in his chest, he can't be weaker than everyone here.

Such a profound cultivation of Confucianism, even if it is not a great Confucianism, it is not far behind.

It is strange that such a person would be a death row prisoner in the Sword Prison.

Of the two remaining, one is really unremarkable, looking like an ordinary farmer.

If it was in other places, it would be inconspicuous, but in this kind of place, the appearance of an ordinary farmer is even more incomprehensible than a great Confucian.

The last one was the one who said "he's going to die" coldly just now.

It was a young man with long hair hanging loose, covering most of his face, but it could still be seen that he should be not much older than him.

At least on the surface.

Not only does he look young, but he is also very handsome.

Almost caught up with him.

Jiang Zhou found that this man looked at him with undisguised murderous intent.

If it wasn't for being in the knife prison, it would be miserable to violate the rules of the knife prison, and this person would probably not hesitate to do it to him.

What are you doing?
Are you jealous that you are more handsome than him?

Faced with this person's inexplicable murderous intent, Jiang Zhou complained secretly, leaned closer to He Chongtian, and "whispered": "Brother, who is this person? Why does it look like I robbed his wife? I don't recognize him either."

"Hahahaha!"

He Chongtian laughed loudly as if he had heard something happy, "If you have the ability to rob his wife, then this sword prison will not be able to lock you up."

"Oh?"

Jiang Zhou just stabbed this annoying guy casually, unexpectedly, he hit him by mistake. This kid really has a wife outside, and it seems that it is not simple.

(End of this chapter)