In the dungeon, Fengjiu looked at the two unconscious demon cultivators. Seeing that their cultivation had been wasted and their jaws had been removed, she turned over her palm and took out two pills.
"Give them this medicine." She gestured and handed two pills to Du Fan beside her.
After Du Fan took the pill, he stepped forward and stuffed it into the two men's mouths, and at the same time reconnected their jaws. Because of the pain, the two men woke up from their coma.
When they slowly opened their eyes and regained consciousness, they saw the beautiful Ghost Doctor Fengjiu in red. The moment they saw her, their gazes narrowed and fear flashed across their eyes. However, the next moment, they thought, they were already like this now, could there be anything worse than this
Thinking of this, I felt relieved and the fear in my eyes disappeared.
Feng Jiu was not in a hurry to ask, but just watched them quietly. As time passed, she slowly said, "Maybe you don't know? All of you who came here are dead. Now you two are the only ones left alive."
Hearing this, the two demon cultivators' hearts trembled, and they lowered their eyes in silence. They didn't know that Ghost Doctor Fengjiu was here. If they knew, they wouldn't come here to die.
“In terms of your strength, you cannot be considered important subordinates of the Demon Lord. The ones who are in charge of you should be the guardians of the Demon Lord, right?” Feng Jiu asked slowly, her voice gentle and leisurely.
"Yes, we are the subordinates of the Left Protector." The two demon cultivators said involuntarily. As soon as they said this, they were startled and looked at Fengjiu in horror.
"Although they are not the main Demon Lord, they are also under the command of the Protector. They should know where the Demon Lord is hiding now." She paused and looked at the two men who were biting their lips tightly and refusing to speak. Blood seeped from the corners of their mouths. Their originally pale faces became paler. Their eyes were sometimes distracted, sometimes firm and sometimes wavering.
"Is it hidden in some deep forest or mountain? Or in some valley?" Fengjiu approached and continued to ask in a low voice.
"Yes, it is..."
The two men looked at her in front of them, looked at her beautiful face, listened to her gentle voice, and their minds gradually became blank. However, their mouths uncontrollably blurted out the Demon Lord's hiding place.
Listening to what the two said about that place, Fengjiu's eyes flickered slightly. She was originally worried that the two were also bound by the blood curse, but now it seems that the two are not bound by the blood curse, otherwise, they would have lost their lives after saying this.
After getting the information she wanted, Feng Jiu glanced at Du Fan and said, "It's been dealt with." As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and walked out.
Du Fan responded with a yes, and after she went out, he walked towards the two people and ended their lives with his own hands.
When City Lord Jiang and the others who were waiting outside saw Feng Jiu coming out, they hurried forward and asked, "Miss Feng, what happened?"
Feng Jiu glanced at him and curled her lips slightly: "Don't worry, City Lord Jiang! There are not many demon cultivators who have sneaked into this world, and now they are all dead. There will be no more demon cultivators coming here in the short term." As she spoke, she looked up at the sky and said, "After a while, even if they want to come here, they won't be able to."