The leader has a black moonlight + extra episode

"Ok?"

"Did you get angry just now? Why?" Wu Jin thought about it and asked tentatively.

"Well, I'm angry."

Yan Qimo was like this again, stopping in the middle of speaking.Wu Jin felt itchy in his heart, and hurriedly asked: "Why? Why?"

"Because you abandoned me." Yan Qimo paused, turned to look at her sideways, her normally coquettish phoenix eyes were now stained by An Ye with a faint look of sadness.

"Ah...?" Wu Jin opened his mouth and only uttered one syllable, but he still didn't understand.

"It's okay." Yan Qimo knew that she definitely didn't understand, pinched Wu Jin's soft face, changed her sentence and continued: "Xiao Jin will follow me closely from now on, so I won't be angry."

Wu Jin nodded, gave a half-understandable oh, and sure enough led Yan Qimo to walk closer with her.There is no other reason, but... Wu Jin felt that he didn't want to see Yan Qi strange.

Shui Youhan followed behind with his sword in his arms, his eyes downcast in silence.

I found another mechanism from the secret room, which is much more obvious than the one above, and it is exposed beside the bookshelf without any obstruction.Maybe it was thinking that no one should be able to go to this place except the owner of the secret room, so he didn't pay much attention to the layout of the mechanism.

Wu Jin slowly turned the mechanism in his hand, and a heavy iron door was pulled open, and the whistling wind blew past his ears.Without the barrier of the thousand-jin iron block, the voices from the depths of the secret room floated out intermittently.

It seems that what is separated behind the iron block is not the other end of the secret room, but the abyss of blood and tears and the hell of fire.The constant groaning of pain came out hoarsely from the honed throat, and the ugly sound of stone edge scraping was harsh and frightening, and it didn't seem to come from a living person at all.

However, these unpleasant voices still came out one after another.Wu Jin pricked up his ears and listened carefully. There were many people... Every staggered sound was like a mad and helpless wild animal, panting and howling before dying.

Wu Jin's curiosity was hooked at this moment and it was pounding.There is also light behind the iron gate, but it's just that the end and the hidden scene can't be seen beyond the dim light at a glance.

She took a step forward, but was immediately blocked by Yan Qimo.

"Xiao Jin, follow me obediently."

The author has something to say: The leader = rational and straight steel, he is so stunned that he lacks lessons... Well, let me warn you, there are still two days before poor sister Han is sent away to make soy sauce, so Xiao Gong Xiaoshou has to take care of it Cultivate feelings~

(Is it okay to ask the leader to take off a piece of clothing for one more message today?) After finishing speaking, Xiaomeng suddenly felt a chill down her back...

Chapter 24 Yan Qimo's Protection

Wu Jin followed Yan Qimo into the depths of the secret room, followed closely behind her, and couldn't leave her body with a small hand.Shui Youhan walked behind without saying a word, and didn't show any special reaction, his expression remained indifferent as usual.

Whether joyful or peaceful, or sad and angry, these common emotional changes rarely appear on the cold and cold outline.

Perhaps, as long as Xiao Jin is safe and sound, there will be no ripples in the still lake bottom.

Congealed black blood, thick and long iron chains, the cage that was grasped and shaken violently but still indestructible... Scenes were reflected in the eyes of the seeker in this secret room. Wu Jin opened his eyes wide in surprise, and opened his mouth for a while. Forgot to close.

Also, there are a lot of crazy people with disheveled hair.The hands and feet were all bound with heavy iron chains, and the other end was locked between the corners and cracks of the wall. The fixed length restricted the person in the cage to only move a few steps left and right in that square inch of space, but could not move forward half a point.

Looking at one by one, there is a cage, which is empty, the iron chain is broken, the bars of the cage are bent and deformed, and the gap between the two bar bars bent outwards is just large enough to allow a person to walk sideways .

The ear-piercing Sha Li hissed and groaned continuously, and Wu Jin approached curiously with eyes wide open, observing the strange man inside through the cage.

It's so strange, I don't know what kind of poison is in them, the veins on the skin suddenly bulge, one by one crawling on the neck, hands, forehead, and even the dark blood flowing inside can be clearly seen.His eyes were chaotic and slack, and he had no expression other than the pain that had nowhere to vent. His clothes were tattered and dusty, and his original color had long been lost.His hair is disheveled and draped over his shoulders, covered with dirt and dust, covering most of his dark and dirty face. The nails on his hands and feet are several times longer than ordinary people. It seems that he has been trapped in this cage for a long time .

Yan Qimo was standing next to Wu Jin, also looking at the people in the cage who were constantly fighting against the chain cage.The strength with which they slapped the bars was by no means trivial, and the bars in front of the empty iron cage were also pulled open with bare hands.How can ordinary people have such great strength?

The physiques of these people have long been changed under the effect of the drugs, and their minds have also been destroyed by repeated tortures.Now it's just a puppet of the dead under human control, a half-mad and half-mad experiment.

Luoxiazhuang, indeed, has a lot of ambitions.

Shui Youhan looked around, swept around the cages one by one, and then searched the other places in the secret room, not forgetting to pay attention to the decorations in the corners.

Apart from the two rows of locked iron cages, there are some strange places in this secret room... There are clearly torches hanging on the painted walls, but there are ashes left by the burning candles on the ground, and there are lines clearly printed on the walls. Word notch.