The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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Dungeon.

Built over the holy city, the aura is forbidden one layer after another.

If no one guides, or the Pass of the Holy City, there is no place to find, no one can think of hiding in the sky.

The wind is biting here, and every gust of wind seems to be able to blow deep into your bone marrow.

The average criminal is locked in the dungeon, and only those who are guilty or extremely wicked will be detained in the dungeon.

After Moya arrived in the Holy City, let the five elders help him get the pass of the Tianzhu and went straight into it.

With a complex mood of anxiety, nervousness, disgust, and hatred, when it comes to the sky, some people dare not enter...

Outside of the Tianhou prison on the 1st, he could see the big demon inside, like a big house-like figure, and now quietly crouched there, motionless.

He stopped for a while, and his eyes flashed through the complex light. "Five elders, I want to go in alone, and trouble you waiting here."

Jimo did not bother him, and when he heard it, he stopped at the same place.

Jimo went in.

He is cold and looks awkward and wandering, and he is afraid...

He is afraid to face such a illusion, but is eager to see...

A feathered big bird squats in the corner of the dungeon, and the cold wind is like a knife-cut wind, blowing on its body, so that its wounds can't heal, and it keeps bleeding outside.

Its two claws are vigorous and vermilion, originally like the power of tearing the sky, and now it is soft and stretched, and the claws are also scarred.

Small, like a flying needle flying knife.

After that, it was carefully cleaned up, and there was still a small hole with blood.

Its head, the weakness of the bias, the eyes pulled, the eyelids have a pattern of flames, a group of clouds, such as flame clouds, such as Lie.

However, at this time, there are also a lot of scars.

On the neck, on the body, the feathers on the wings are not intact. A demon rushes to the face, the wind blows, the feathers are broken everywhere, the colorful glaze is gorgeous.

......

The more you look at the ink, the more desolation in your heart, he tried to find a trace of it in the body, and the figure that once looked forward to it.

No!

This is a big demon, a demon big demon!

Jimo has a thousand words, I don’t know where to start.

His fingers, trembling, can't help but want to touch the scars on it...

Heart pain can't be added.

At this moment, the big demon who was originally pulled, like knowing his arrival, struggling his body and setting his head.

I opened the big eyes of the glass and looked over.

The gaze of the boulder is fascinating, fascinating, like a beam of light.

At that time, that is, Moya’s squatting, this with a demon gaze, let him return to the childhood, the light of a bunch of cold snake demon...

In the darkness, there is nothing, only the eyes of the snake demon, watching it coldly and ruthlessly...

The fingers of the trembling trembled, calmed down, and the heart slowly hardened.

This is a demon!

"The demon girl, you are a half demon, right?"

Only the half demon can cover up the charm of the demon, so that the half saints could not find it.

When the big demon heard the word of the demon girl, the glare in the gaze was dimmed a little. It screamed, the sound was intermittent, weak, struggling to get up, and wanted to go to Jimo.