tin wind and said slowly.
although they came out of the hall of torture, yang jun has begun to suspect them, so that he does not know when he will be killed by yang jun.
”i know.”
sifeng nodded impatiently, without having to bury the owner of the palace of flowers. he also knew where they were now.
if it were just a hall of punishment, wu tao's temple of war would also stand with yang jun.
”the master of the temple, the head of the black assassin regiment, asked for advice.”
outside the door, an old voice rang.
the old man stood respectfully outside the door, finished talking, and waited quietly there.
”let him in.”
xifeng sighed for a long time. he deliberately targeted him in the hall of torture, qua
eled with him, and turned his attention to him. although this succeeded in mixing up the atmosphere of the people, it succeeded in ing out of the palace of torture.
ut acrding to zhuge lin's nature, it will not be so easy to forget.
”yes.”
the old man answered, and the voice fell, and the heavy gate of kui temple fell down with a bang.