Chapter 1845
"Somebody He called out to the outside.
"Ghost Lord." A demon monk came in and saluted respectfully.
"Go and get me a woman." He said in a gloomy voice.
On hearing this, the monk's eyes moved and said, "ghost Lord, the nuns of the Huan clan we arrested last time are still there. Those women's looks and figures are all first-class. Why don't I bring them over?"
"Ho Huan Zong?" The old ghost squinted and waved: "what are you doing? Go
"Yes, yes." The monk responded and went out in a hurry.
After a while, the sorcerer brought two women with enchanting figure and beautiful face. Maybe he had told them that there was no trace of dissatisfaction on the two women's faces. After entering the room, they were even more polite.
"Ghost Lord."
The two women bowed their knees and bowed their knees. The thin gauze could not cover up the eye-catching spring light, especially the charming and enchanting color when they lowered their heads and drooped their eyes, which made the ghost old man's eyes bright and showed a satisfied smile.
"Come here." He called, red fruit's eyes lingered on the two women.
The two women's voices were charming, and they stepped forward and leaned into the ghost old man's arms
Seeing the situation, the monk retreated and heard nothing but the sound of enchantment inside after he walked out of the room
It was noon the next day when they came out of it.
Looking at those people in, there are so many people living out of the ghost old people, the heart is a little surprised. After all, the people in the death row are all ferocious people, not to mention their strength. I thought there would be more than a dozen people alive in the end, but I didn't expect
The loss was only about 45 people. And standing in front of them, although each of them had different degrees of injury, but it is undeniable that they survived after a pass of experience.
"Number nine." The old ghost's eyes passed over the crowd and fell on the young man in front of him.
"Yes." Feng nine did not hesitate to step forward.
Ghost old staring at the youth in front of him, see, this young man is really growing up, at least, the brow has not seen the timidity and fear of the first time, the body has also faintly showed a fierce.
He is very satisfied with this.
"Tell me why you people went in and only lost a few people? There is even monk Yuanying. How did you survive? "
"When I went back to the ghost old man, my subordinates and others used to take care of each other, but as soon as I went in, two people died, especially in the back. At that time, when I saw that I couldn't fight with one person, I let everyone join hands to survive. Finally, I survived by luck."
After listening to the young man's words, the ghost old man squinted, and his eyes passed over the crowd. Then he waved and motioned: "move out the weapons and let them choose them, ready to enter the next stage of training."
"Yes." After a while, many weapons came out.
"Choose! One for each one, as you use in this training time. When you have passed through completely, you will become the dark son, and there will be more magic tools for you to defend yourself Said the monk, staring at the crowd.
So, after a look at each other, they stepped forward, some took up long swords, some took up broadswords
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"Ghost Lord." A demon monk came in and saluted respectfully.
"Go and get me a woman." He said in a gloomy voice.
On hearing this, the monk's eyes moved and said, "ghost Lord, the nuns of the Huan clan we arrested last time are still there. Those women's looks and figures are all first-class. Why don't I bring them over?"
"Ho Huan Zong?" The old ghost squinted and waved: "what are you doing? Go
"Yes, yes." The monk responded and went out in a hurry.
After a while, the sorcerer brought two women with enchanting figure and beautiful face. Maybe he had told them that there was no trace of dissatisfaction on the two women's faces. After entering the room, they were even more polite.
"Ghost Lord."
The two women bowed their knees and bowed their knees. The thin gauze could not cover up the eye-catching spring light, especially the charming and enchanting color when they lowered their heads and drooped their eyes, which made the ghost old man's eyes bright and showed a satisfied smile.
"Come here." He called, red fruit's eyes lingered on the two women.
The two women's voices were charming, and they stepped forward and leaned into the ghost old man's arms
Seeing the situation, the monk retreated and heard nothing but the sound of enchantment inside after he walked out of the room
It was noon the next day when they came out of it.
Looking at those people in, there are so many people living out of the ghost old people, the heart is a little surprised. After all, the people in the death row are all ferocious people, not to mention their strength. I thought there would be more than a dozen people alive in the end, but I didn't expect
The loss was only about 45 people. And standing in front of them, although each of them had different degrees of injury, but it is undeniable that they survived after a pass of experience.
"Number nine." The old ghost's eyes passed over the crowd and fell on the young man in front of him.
"Yes." Feng nine did not hesitate to step forward.
Ghost old staring at the youth in front of him, see, this young man is really growing up, at least, the brow has not seen the timidity and fear of the first time, the body has also faintly showed a fierce.
He is very satisfied with this.
"Tell me why you people went in and only lost a few people? There is even monk Yuanying. How did you survive? "
"When I went back to the ghost old man, my subordinates and others used to take care of each other, but as soon as I went in, two people died, especially in the back. At that time, when I saw that I couldn't fight with one person, I let everyone join hands to survive. Finally, I survived by luck."
After listening to the young man's words, the ghost old man squinted, and his eyes passed over the crowd. Then he waved and motioned: "move out the weapons and let them choose them, ready to enter the next stage of training."
"Yes." After a while, many weapons came out.
"Choose! One for each one, as you use in this training time. When you have passed through completely, you will become the dark son, and there will be more magic tools for you to defend yourself Said the monk, staring at the crowd.
So, after a look at each other, they stepped forward, some took up long swords, some took up broadswords
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