Suddenly, a misty and cold laughter sounded in Hao Nanren's mind.
That laughter was full of sarcasm.
Hao Nanren's expression changed, and he quickly looked around: "Who! Who is it!"
His movement caught the attention of the two guards outside.
The guard walked in, glanced at Hao Nanren, and shouted angrily: "Be honest if you don't want to be whipped!"
After that, the two guards stood at the railing of the dungeon and continued to chat.
"Don't look for it, you can't see me."
That voice sounded again.
Hao Nanren's pupils tightened suddenly.
He looked at the two guards chatting against the railing of the dungeon.
They looked as usual, obviously they didn't hear this sudden voice at all.
Hao Nanren calmed down, walked vigilantly to the corner of the dungeon and sat down.
"The majestic Qiongyu Sect's suzerain has fallen to this point. It's really pitiful." That cold voice seemed to be regretting something, he clicked his lips and chuckled.
Hao Nanren's face was gloomy, and he asked angrily in his heart: "What are you? What is the purpose of finding the suzerain?!"
The cold voice was another chuckle.
The illusory laughter seemed to gather from all directions.
"What do you think, the current you... Is there anything that I can use?" The cold voice sarcastically.
Hao Nanren, who has always been conceited, can't tolerate it. Some people look down on him: "Since this suzerain is worthless, why did you come here?!"
"I just think... the head of the Qiongyu Sect is ridiculously stupid, so... I can't help but smile." The cold voice was full of sarcasm.
Hao Nanren was extremely angry, his eyes widened: "Get lost!"
"Heh, heh heh... hahahaha..."
Hao Nanren became angrier.
That voice, like a magic voice, kept resounding in Hao Nanren's mind.
Bit by bit, it tortured Hao Nanren's psychological defense.
Hao Nanren was laughed so hard that he had a splitting headache.
Clasping his head tightly with both hands, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want to do!"
His submission made the cold voice very satisfied.
The cold voice did not continue to laugh, but as if bewitching, he chuckled and said, "The lord of the Qiongyu Sect is still dreaming, and there will be elders from the Qiongyu Sect or the elders of the sect to save you... It really made Bengong feel that he was so stupid and naive."
Hao Nanren's expression froze: "What do you mean?"
"Your... the next successor of the Qiongyu Sect that you hid has already been brought into the palace by Lord Donglan..."
With a cold voice, he smiled softly.
It seems to be mocking, but also seems to be pitiful and sympathetic.
Hao Nanren froze, and his pupils widened in astonishment.
"There is a next successor, especially... it is still in the hands of Lord Donglan... Do you think that the elders of Qiong Yuzong who have long wanted to divide your power will miss this opportunity?"
The cold voice, still in his mind, explained the current situation for him.
"So... do you still hope that the elders of the sect will find out that you have been imprisoned and come to rescue you?"
When the last word falls.
Hao Nanren's hands suddenly clenched into fists.
No!
Not like this!
He obviously hid that brat well!
How could it be taken away by the royal family? !
In my heart, I kept brainwashing myself not to believe the words of this mysterious person.
But there was a voice in his mind telling him all the time.
All the things analyzed by the mysterious man are facts.