At this moment, Wang Qiao was really frustrated in his chest. Didn’t the secret report say that there were no masters of the God-Clustering Realm in Fengdu City? It seems that the information was wrong. Not only were there masters of the God-Clustering Realm in Fengdu City, but they were also masters of the perfect realm of the God-Clustering Realm who were higher than his own.

If I had known this, I would not have been like this. If I had the life to escape this time, I would have to settle the score with that old ghost when I went back!

Wang Qiao ran all the way and came to a cliff unknowingly, where there was no way to retreat and no way to avoid it.

He lowered his head and looked down at the cliff, and saw that the miasma was everywhere below the cliff, and it was so deep that Wang Qiao guessed that even if he jumped down, he would have no chance of survival. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: God is going to destroy me!

At this moment, the strange beast had also chased him and approached the king's mace step by step.

"Although your words insult me ​​and your sins are unforgivable, I am kind. As long as you tell me the person behind the scenes, I can let you live a way out. How about it?"

Wang Qiao grinned and said, "Come and tell you when you come close!"

The strange beast snorted coldly and said, "Don't negotiate terms with me!"

Wang Qiao suddenly burst into laughter, her whole face twisted, and it was even worse than crying.

Wang Qiao smiled and said, "It's okay to tell you the person behind the scenes. I'm just afraid that you will overestimate your ability. At that time, I'm afraid that you won't even know how you died! It's a pity that you are a beautiful 'beauty', even turning into a demon horse, is so charming. I can't bear to die, hahahaha..."

Before Wang Jiong could finish his speech, several thunder arcs as thick as buckets came one after another, knocking Wang Jiong off the cliff.

The strange beast then turned into a human form. When he walked to the cliff, he looked down. There was no figure of Wang Mai, only white clouds and mist. I think that the guy was hit by several thunder arcs first, then fell off the cliff. He would die if he was not struck by lightning, and there was no possibility of survival. So he shakingly turned his body and walked back.

While walking, he murmured: "Didn't it all say that I am a divine beast, not a demon horse."

...

In the cold and wet prison, Unjoe was curled up in the corner alone. I don’t know how long it took, why did Judge Cui not send anyone to interrogate her? Is he planning to close the case so hasty and punish her?

Uncle Qiao gritted his teeth and was secretly angry. Unexpectedly, Judge Cui looked pretty and was full of righteousness, but he was also a "gourd" official.

Le Qiao raised his head and looked around. The cell where he was imprisoned was a square room. The room was not big, but it was empty. There was only a tattered straw mat at Le Qiao's feet, and a smelly wooden barrel near the prison door. The barrel was pitch black and could no longer see its original color.

Lu Qiao couldn't help but wrinkle her nose and looked away with disgust.

The prison door in front of Lu Qiao was closely connected by more than a dozen solid wood stakes as thick as bowls. There was a small door on the right side of the prison door, which was locked with an iron cable at this moment.

There is a five-inch breathing hole at the top of the wall facing the prison door. At this moment, the pale moonlight is shining through the breathing hole, which is the only source of light in the room.
Chapter completed!