Hidden marriage to send cute baby: Emperor Shao, his wife is addicted

Chapter 157 Xia Mohan's Violence
The sleeves of Mu Zhenting's shirt were dyed a few balls of fiery red, and his face was slashed with a scar, about an inch long and not deep.

Xia Mohan took out an ink-colored handkerchief from his pocket, and threw it into Mu Zhenting's hand: "Go and wipe it."

Pushing open the black iron gate full of rust, Xia Mohan stepped forward calmly, even if he came from country Z, which was tens of thousands of kilometers away, there was no rush or panic.

Behind the iron door is not an ordinary room, but a dusty staircase, like a snake, snaking up from the bottomless abyss...

Xia Mohan held an emergency light in his hand, and the bright light shone from the palm of the man's hand. At the bottom of the stairs, the cave covered with unknown weeds gradually became clearer, making those dead branches and leaves that hadn't been seen for a long time feel ashamed. Can't hold my head up.

Finally, Xia Mohan walked to a vent, and there was a sound of iron chains swaying in the cold wind, making Xia Mohan's eyes finally focus on the living creature on the wall that was bound by the chain.

"Old ghost, long time no see." Xia Mohan raised the emergency light in his hand, and then a beam of dazzling white light hit the pupils of the person on the wall.

Wherever the light source went, it was a face full of hostility.

Because he was tied to the air outlet of the underground tunnel for a long time, his facial features were full of dust, and his skin color was also dull. Under the thick eyebrows were a pair of scarlet eyes, thick and big nostrils, and thick lips.

"Huh~" After exhausting all his strength, he shouted hoarsely, and the iron chain rattled again because of the old ghost's movement.

"You've been tied here for three days, and you still don't give up." Xia Mohan stared at the ants who were still dying, his dark eyes full of sarcasm undisguised.

The emergency lights placed underground just illuminated the space in front of me, and even the dust in the air had nowhere to escape.

The man with a face full of scars squinted his eyes and stared at the figure in front of him for a long time before he could see Xia Mohan clearly.

His voice was hoarse: "Xia Mohan! Do you think you can get the answer you want if you find me? My old ghost has been in the underworld for so many years because of my righteousness!"

"Yi?" Xia Mohan uttered a word with a light smile, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more cruel: "It was because of your betrayal that we suffered heavy casualties in that battle. Those who died, you treated them Have no morals?"

After being dazed for a second, Lao Gui sneered coldly: "My loyalty depends on the person I give. You, Xia Mohan, don't have enough money..."

Before the old ghost's last word landed, there was a sharp pain in his wrist, and a figure came to him with lightning speed, a face as clear as an iceberg, only a few meters away from him. The distance of a punching dagger.

The sharp blade stuck to the gritty face of the old ghost, and a light swipe was a hundred times more painful than a violent scrape on the face!
"Don't expect them to come to rescue you, let alone test my patience. If you are really worthless to me, I don't mind cutting off your flesh piece by piece as a sacrifice to my brother." The man's black eyes grew from Slowly moving away from the pair of red pupils, the eyes unconsciously looked at the bottomless hole in the distance, deep and fierce, without a single active temperature.

Facing the cold wind, Xia Mohan pointed to the black hole: "Go out of this hole, and you will find the largest primeval forest in the world. There is no man's land where no one has successfully traversed so far. I will press all over my body." With automatic blades, you don’t need to expect a quick death, every time you take a step, a piece of flesh will be ripped off from your body.”

(End of this chapter)