Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 521: Dungeon (6)

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"Emperor?" The Thief frowned and searched for the name in his mind.

After a long while, I nodded suddenly: "I have heard of this name before. It is said that I am an incredible young man. With my own power, he established his own power in the realm of Nirvana."

After talking, his eyes suddenly lighted up: "I heard that the imperial palace has a lot of rare treasures, which are definitely not inferior to these things in the Castle of Death!"

It is precisely because of this that Saint Thief recorded Di Moxuan's name.

"It's him." Ye Qingluo nodded, "Will you teleport mystery too?"

The light in the Eye of Pirate dimmed a little.

He muttered Di Mo Xuan's name, and then shook his head: "No."

At first, I spoke to this little girl because of her teleportation secret technique.

I want to know from her, where did she learn this secret technique, and she has learned so well.

Di Mo Xuan...

Is it possible that the things of the year were in Di Moxuan?

"Didn't your ancestors impart this secret technique to you, but..."

Instead, put it in the purgatory tower as a reward for the first level of purgatory?

Ye Qingluo didn't ask this sentence.

The Pirate Saint grabbed the deep meaning in his eyes, and when he raised his eyes again, his eyes were already full of smiles: "How can I guess the mind of the ancestors~ You can teleport the secret technique, which is easy, Xuan The key to the ice chain is on the body of the guard cell. You steal the key!"

Steal...

After ten years of detention, the thief’s temperament cannot be changed.

What I think about in my heart is the idea of ​​stealing things.

Ye Qingluo sat down next to the thief, leaned against the wall, and raised Erlang's legs and said: "You haven't answered my previous question."

Pirate Saint: "..."

This girl, really does not miss a little chance.

"Here is the dungeon of the Castle of Death. The people held here are all profound practitioners who have broken into the dungeon and have good cultivation skills."

The thief pondered for a moment, and then began to answer Ye Qingluo's question.

"Those who can accidentally break into institutions and reach the dungeon are all profound practitioners who are in the Castle of Death, who are almost ready to succeed."

Ye Qing fell into a frown upon hearing the words, very puzzled.

If you catch an intruder in a place like Fortress of Death, shouldn't you just kill it directly?

Why bother to build dungeons and imprison these people in dungeons.

One pass is ten years.

What good is this for Castle of Death?

"Because the Death Castle needs a strong profound practitioner to train into his own thieves." The Thief squinted his eyes, reflecting a sharp light, "If you don't agree, you will be imprisoned here. Once, until it should be."

As a thief, a thief who can enter the Castle of Death.

He must be a thief who can be named in the realm of Nirvana.

Some of these thieves have their own team and are unwilling to betray them.

Some have their own self-esteem and arrogance, and are unwilling to condescend to others.

But some, because they couldn't endure the beatings every three to five times, they finally agreed to the request of the Castle of Death and signed a life and death agreement.

"You've been beaten like this for ten years?" Ye Qing was surprised, even the word "dog bear" could stimulate his self-esteem thief. After being beaten by these guards for ten years, how did he survive?

It’s no wonder that Saint Thief’s body was covered with scars and blood scabs of various sizes.

"Of course, who is Lao Tzu! A majestic thief, mighty and unyielding!" The thief raised his chin proudly.