Ye Qingluo squeezed the feather fan tightly with five fingers, and then released two sharp blades, splitting the shackles of Thief Saint's legs.
Thief Saint was tense and trembling, constantly moving his body, trying to move his limbs.
He moved, propped himself up, and turned over.
He raised his hand high, and the dim light of the fire shone into his eyes through the gap between his fingers.
Pirate Saint inexplicably felt a sore nose and hot and humid eye sockets.
how many years...
How many years has he been imprisoned...
Finally, got rebirth.
The corner of Thief Saint's mouth showed a relaxed smile: "Little girl, this weapon of yours is too heaven-defying, it can even cut the chain of Xuanbing."
No one knows better than him the power of the profound ice chains.
If it weren't for the invincibility of the Xuanbing Chain, how could he have been trapped in this place for ten years.
However, this little girl, just effortlessly, just slashed like this with a fan...
He thought that he would have to wait for Ye Qingluo to steal the key before he could be freed.
Ye Qingluo's expression did not show the slightest excitement or excitement.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, with a icy cold glow: "Thieves Saint, I ask you a very serious question. If we are discovered now, with your current body, can you escape?"
Thief Saint, who was lying on the ground, suddenly dropped his arms that were raised high.
Those bright eyes fixed on Ye Qingluo.
"That's too late… "
Ye Qingluo's eyes flashed, and he used that set of footwork under his feet, and his petite body got into the straw in an instant.
At the same time, there were waves of orderly and forceful footsteps outside the cell.
Immediately afterwards, the team of dungeon guards appeared outside the prison door.
"The Thief! We don't have time to spend any more time with you. Today is the last time the Castle Lord will talk to you. If you don't know what's good...I'll kill you now!"
The head of the prison drank in a rough voice, and soon there was the sound of a key, which opened the cell.
Ye Qingluo hid in the straw, his back suddenly shivering.
Inexplicably, a dangerous and deadly feeling surged in my heart.
I always feel... The temperature in the cell has dropped again.
It seemed that the air had been frozen into particles by the frost.
Ye Qingluo frowned, listening to the sound of someone walking into the cell.
Only one footstep.
The team of guards didn't come in, only one person came in...
that is…
Fortress.
The Lord of the Castle in the mouth of the guard.
Ye Qingluo didn't expect her luck to be so good.
As soon as he saved Thief Saint, the mysterious castle master appeared in the next second.
It's like God is going to kill her!
The low air pressure and cold air brought by the Castle Master alone already made Ye Qingluo aware of the fatal danger.
Ye Qingluo remained motionless, and through the cracks in the straw, he saw a tall, tall figure who looked thinner in the dim light.
This castle owner... is very dangerous.
Unexpectedly, he discovered that the Xuanbing chain had been cut off.
It is as difficult as climbing the sky to lead Thief Saint to escape today!
"Sacred Stealing..."
The castle master's voice was soft and soft, as if wrapped in thick frost, cold and without any emotion.
He stood in front of Saint Thief, quietly staring at Saint Thief who fell to the ground.
No surprise, no panic.
quiet.
Deathly silence.
The surrounding air seemed to condense more intensely.
Ye Qingluo felt that it was so difficult for her to even breathe.
The castle master's aura is too strong...
Thief Saint lying on the ground was exploding with foul language in his heart.
This brat didn't come early or late, but he came when he first touched freedom!
"Stinky boy, I tell you, you..."
"Come out!" The frozen voice was sinister and creepy.