In the damp and dark dungeon, Linghu Chong opened his eyes weakly, the True Qi in his body could not function normally, his hands and legs were sturdy with iron chains.

Linghu Chong looked all around, and saw Lang Fanyun being tied to the pillar in the dungeon by iron chains, and his shoulders were tightly hooked by iron hooks.

“Brother Lang! Did we lose?”

Linghu Chong asked Lang Fanyun, when the city wall was above, the last red-eyed old man was still alive At that time, he had fainted.

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