With the memory of Hao Chen came to the snow palace dungeon.

Hao Chen has always had the ability to forget, and once he came to remember all the places.

Especially in the dungeon, even how many guards, how much strength, when to change shifts... all are engraved in the mind, for fear of a little negligence, resulting in the failure of saving people.

He came to the vicinity of the dungeon, looking at the heavily guarded dungeon not far away, and frowned.

"You can only sneak in, you can't attack."

Looking at the two guards guarding the dungeon door, although it is not difficult to solve these two people, every time around, a team of patrol people will pass by.

If these guards are alarmed, it will be difficult to leave the snow palace at that time.

If there is any accident in the dungeon, then a large number of masters will come to support, and if that is the case, it will only be to be killed.

At this moment, the watchman was tired and depended on dozing on the wall.

The patrol just passed like a wind blowing, and the two guards outside the dungeon have been controlled by the occult and blood to the spirit.

Then from the gap in the dungeon, into the dungeon, the dungeon aisle lit with oil lamps, the aisle cold and clear, there is no guard in the passageway.

Call the ice dragon out, Hao Chen together to spread, the ice dragon will know the situation here.

Hao Chen was once detained here, knowing that those who were detained in the dungeon, the whole body of the meridian was sealed, no different from ordinary people, the guards were a little lax.

Along the curved passage, Haochen went down all the way down.

...

"It's up to you, it's up to you... If you lose again, it's up to you tomorrow night."

"Damn, the old man will not lose, you still have to prepare the fairy stone..."

As they continued to deepen, some noisy sounds burrowed into the ears of the two men.

Don't think about it, it's the dungeon guards who are gambling money.

After watching the escape from Hao Chen, the dungeon strengthened its defense, stationed the guards, and always paid attention to the hostages in the dungeon.

Hao Chen and the Ice Dragon then held their breath and went down.

At the door of the dungeon, the iron door was open, and the two of them were on both sides, secretly looking in.

In front of it was a small empty field, and a table was full of jailers, and at this moment it was screaming with excitement.

At the end of the empty field is a narrow, dark corridor, lined with a heavy iron door on each side, which isolates everything inside.

"Damn... it's really bad luck today, I've lost more than ten times in a row, it's really angry old man..."

"Whoever can blame, who made you touch the lost star today, should be unlucky for you."

The remaining numbers of the immortal stones in their hands, each happy eyebrows.

At this time, one of them smiled and said, "Although you have lost a lot, tomorrow night's expenses are still you, can't fool."

“Is the old man like that?”

This product looked very angry, looking at the fairy stone in the hands of the rest, they were all lost by himself, and they were even more angry.

So I came to the iron door of cell No. 9, and began to practice boxing, practice, practice, practice feet, punch and kick the door, and even scolding in the mouth.

"You're all fucking blame, the old man lost so many fairy stones, a month of cultivation resources have lost in, you are old and immortal but talk ah, talk ah..."

"If it weren't for you, the cover-up would have escaped from here, and I could come down and look at you, which is no different from prison!"

Seeing this scene, Hao Chen and the ice dragon were both in awe, and suddenly remembered a past in the Qianyuan world.

That year, in order to save Hao Feng, broke into the blood of the dungeon of God, this situation, how similar, the reincarnation of heaven, the snow palace dungeon again deduced.

Whether the guards of the dungeon are this virtue, obviously their own bad luck, lost money, but angered the prisoners, which is really surprising.

"Well done, don't you end up, don't you just lose some fairy stone?"What about that?”

"That is, the last time it was Liu Liu's turn to lose dozens of fairy stones, but people are not like you, and there is no shame in it."

“Hm...”

The goods snorted coldly, and returned, angry, "from tomorrow, no one will give them food, especially the female prisoner in Channel 2, who starves her to death."

"By your boy's life, if you let the lord know it, you must skin it."

Hearing this, this one nodded its head.

Then he looked at the others in amplified and said, "You are all old people, who knows what the history of this woman is, why the palace lord did not kill her, but imprisoned her in the dungeon of Channel 2?"

"I have heard that this guy's locked up is not too short, let's say hundreds of years."

“Chu... who’s listening to that?That's nonsense."

Speaking, one of them skimmed his mouth, looked like an old man in a dungeon, and when he saw that everyone's eyeballs were attracted, the goods nodded with satisfaction, and then went on.

"I can tell you that the history of that woman is not simple, and that she has been locked up here for at least a thousand years."

“For thousands of years, you’ve been drinking a lot of hell?”

"That is, who do you think you are, less than half of the garlic here, and still thousands of years, is it the palace owner's own mouth to tell you?"

"You bastards, you bastards, don't believe me."The guy was very angry and said, "Don't believe it, but the old man didn't tell a lie anyway."

The dialogue between these people aroused the curiosity of Hao Chen and the Ice Dragon, who had listened to the argument, and the two wanted to listen to it for a while.

But time did not wait for people, so the two flew up and killed all these people.

Only the one left, as if he knew the inside.

“The key!”The ice cream shouted.

“Don’t kill me!”The man pointed to the opposite wall, with a string of keys hanging on it.

The Ice Dragon finds the key to cell 9 and goes to cell 9 to save people, while Hao Chen is curious.

“What you just said is true... that woman really been locked up for thousands of years?”

"If you don't want to die, just say what you know, or you'll break your neck now."

"Grandpa spared life, Grandpa spared ..." This goods asked for forgiveness, thought about it, and then went on.

Or while he was running the dungeon, he brought food to the woman in the cell, but without a wrinkled, skinny hand, grabbed his wrist and asked about the time.

This guy was terrified, almost pissed his pants, hurriedly said the specific year, and then fled.

But during this period, he vaguely heard the woman in the cell say: "It has been thousands of years, I have been locked up for thousands of years..."

Then came the laughter of the throng of ghosts, the laughter that was extremely penetrating and very terrible.

This thing haunted him for a whole year, and whenever he closed his eyes, he heard a terrible laugh, if there was nothing reverberating in his ear.

It was as if the pale thin hand was rubbed over his head.

But that is why this matter is deeply engraved in his heart.

Although more than a hundred years have passed, whenever I think of this matter, this guy will still be scared and cold.