Chapter 811 Oh, I wasn’t tortured to death

In the second half of the sentence, she glanced at Huolin Feng's hiding place, without any emotion in her eyes.

Huo Linfeng, who was huddled in a dark corner, felt his body feel as cold as falling into an ice cave.

He swallowed. He didn't expect that things would develop to such an extent. He originally thought that he would be able to see Leng Wuyou suppressed and killed by the monster. However, in the end, the monster was killed by Leng Wuyou and the purple-clad man.

Men in long robes tortured and killed them.

Oh, no, it was not a torture. After all, the monster was not dead, it was just sealed. But just like that, his heart was beating wildly uncontrollably, and the fear inside was like an overwhelming wave, tugging at him.

thoughts.

The tension in his brain made his whole body startled.

He secretly hid in the corner, hoping that the person Leng Wuyou was talking about was not him. He shrunk his body and held his breath, as if he had turned into a stone sculpture.

Leng Wuyou's eyes were cold and he ignored him. Instead, he and Jun Moyuan took care of the men in black robes one by one, and then walked towards Huo Linfeng's hiding place.

The footsteps of walking on the ground made a series of sounds, which seemed particularly eerie and terrifying in this empty palace, just like the arrival of death.

Huo Linfeng rolled his eyes, and thought of a good idea in the next second. With a weak voice, he stood up tremblingly and slowly walked out of the darkness. He held on to the wall with a weak look.

The pale face on his face made him look like a seriously injured patient who was about to die.

He walked slowly while holding on to the wall. He still looked like a middle-aged man, except that the beard around his mouth was a little upturned. Of course, you couldn't tell it if you didn't look carefully.

He took a deep breath. Although he was nervous, the trembling in his legs was not due to nervousness. It was not that he wanted to tremble, but that his legs were numb because he had been squatting for too long.

"Ahem, thank you two fellow Taoists for saving your life. I am very grateful." He coughed and looked very weak. In fact, he was not pretending. Most of his weak appearance was due to being frightened.

Leng Wuyou raised his eyebrows and looked at Jun Moyuan, ah, isn't this man the target of their trip?

Tsk, tsk, tsk, he looks so fragile now, he is really acting like it. If she hadn't felt this man's sinister murderous intention towards her before, I'm afraid she would have been deceived by his sickly appearance.

The main reason is that he is a middle-aged uncle, well, with that face and this sickly look, it's a bit annoying to look at him.

"Uncle, you are overthinking. We didn't save you." Looking at the middle-aged uncle who looked like he was about to die, Leng Wuyou didn't give him any face and said it very rudely.

Huo Linfeng was a little stiff, staggering on his feet and almost falling. He quickly stabilized his body, his eyes wandering wildly. He never expected that such a cold person as Leng Wuyou would speak venomously.

No matter how thick-skinned he is if he doesn't give face like this, his toes are curled up in embarrassment and he wants to dig out the Nanling Palace.

Jun Moyuan raised his eyebrows high, with a lazy expression, and his dark eyes were looking at Huo Linfeng from the side with interest.

He had recognized Huo Linfeng's appearance on the battlefield, but he just thought that Huo Linfeng was not a person and didn't care.

While the little girl was fighting, he did not miss the malice emanating from this guy. This malice was faintly murderous, and it was obvious that he had impure thoughts towards the little girl.

He had jumped out to target his little girl before for no reason, but because of the little girl's words of "no relation" he didn't touch her. Today he bumped into her, so what should he do?

He can only make himself unlucky.
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