Besides, the prisoner who ran back to report the letter, the light inside was brighter, and gradually he could see his appearance, with green face and fangs, fierce and ferocious. From the appearance, it should be a person of the Yasha clan. If it weren't for the panic and choking in his eyes, no one would think that he was afraid of something. As he ran forward, he touched the red sweat left on his head with his hands, and looked back from time to time, for fear that some unexpected person would catch up behind him and catch him off guard.
In the deepest part of the second layer of the seabed, connecting the entrance between the first and second layers of the seabed, there is a very special cell. This cell is different from ordinary cells. There are no special iron railings that make people uncomfortable, and there is no power grid made of spiritual power. It is not so much a cell as a wing. Different from the full transparency of other prison cells, it is like a small wooden house with a simple small yard in front, but there are no flowers and plants in it.
There are all kinds of daily necessities in the house, simple wooden tables and chairs, ceramic teapots and cups, and the wooden bed is covered with silk satin. It seems that there is absolutely no depression in a prison cell. There was a man lying on the side of the bed with dragon horns on his head, lying lazily on the bed, those dark blue eyes that were bottomless. Lifting his finger gently, the teapot and cup on the table vacated and flew in front of him, turning his finger, the lid of the teacup opened, the teapot tilted slightly, filled the cup, and then the lid fell back onto the cup , the teapot flew back to the table and fell, the teacup floating within his reach. This series of actions was completed in one go, as if someone was manipulating the scene with a pair of invisible hands.
The man raised his hand and brought the teacup over, took a breath, opened the lid, and the rich tea fragrance filled the nose sac. After a few sniffs, his thin lips opened and he took a sip of the tea in the teacup. , smiled sweetly, that smile was extremely beautiful, a pair of dark blue eyes smiled into a crescent shape, and the sexy lips were slightly raised, setting off a handsome and sunny face.
"Bang!!!" The sudden sound broke the silence. The man on the bed smiled, frowned slightly, and narrowed his eyes. The teacup shattered in response to the sound, and the round water droplets floated in the air.
"Boss, it's not good!!" The Yasha people didn't care about etiquette anymore, they pushed open the door forcefully, rushed in, and knelt on the ground with a 'puff', anxiously saying, " Boss, boss, someone has come in here again."
"Thinking about it in a panic." The man tilted his head slightly, the water droplets in the air hit the Yasha clansman like steel balls, his eyes narrowed and he reprimanded in a low voice, "I remember I said, What are the consequences of walking in without my permission?"
"Small mistakes, small mistakes." The Yasha people lowered their heads and said in fear, enduring the pain, gritted their teeth and said, "Boss, there are three more people on the second floor of the sea today, among them The two have the spiritual power of the Nuwa clan, and there is another person, he...he..." The words behind him were a little unspeakable, with a hesitant expression on his face, he cautiously raised his head and looked at the man expression.
"What happened to him? I never remember being a very patient person."