Ancient Magician: Miss Shocking World

Chapter 465 First Entry 5
Ye Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a while, then turned his head and nodded to the envoy who read out,
"Thanks for your hard work, let me do this."

After the hall envoy had left, he called the disciple who was responsible for the distribution of offerings into the room, gave him a few simple instructions, and then let him leave.

……

Inside the Temple of the Holy Angel.

The hand that was caressing the picture of the lady with the hairpin was put down.

He bowed his head and smiled.

He reached out and took off the ghost mask on his face, and at the same time lifted the lady's picture, and twisted to the buckle on it.

As the creaking copper door opened, he walked in.

It was pitch black in the tunnel.

With the flick of his fingers, candles were lit one by one.

In the silent dark passage, go down the spiral stairs, and at the end is a water prison.

He raised his hand and gently pushed it away, looking at the person whose arms and legs were locked by stainless steel, who couldn't tell the difference between male and female, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Not dead yet?"

The man seemed to move, but didn't seem to move.

Half of the body is under the dirty water, half of the body is above, and the two wrists are wounded by the bandage.

Layer upon layer, no trace of the original can be seen.

The holy envoy stood on the steps, looking at the people trapped in the dirty sewage in the water prison, a bloodthirsty smile curled up on the corner of his lips.

"If you can't stand it, bite your tongue and kill yourself."

After that, he turned around and opened the cell door, and walked out.

When the door was closed, the long hair inside the door was condensed in one place, and the person who completely blocked his face raised his face, his eyes were full of lifelessness.

Can't die yet.

can't die...

Slowly lowered his head again.

The envoy's eyes were full of charm, he looked at the people inside and sneered, turned around and left the water prison.

Today, he really wanted to see if the people inside would want to die after enduring this inhuman suffering.

It's an indescribable disappointment that he didn't die.

……

On the second day, Shen Yuling and Bai Moling ushered in the trial of the temple.

It stands to reason that this trial composed of three factions should be held in spring.

It has already been held once this spring, and this trial surprised everyone but also looked forward to it.

After all, this is the first time that students with the worst qualifications and the best qualifications are welcome at the same time.

In fact, what they want to see more is that the God Yuling, who is black but has zero rank, makes a fool of himself, or dies tragically.

Unlike Zhongtian Continent's Spirit Beast Hunyuan Pill, in this Chitian Continent, it is extremely important to be able to obtain one's own natal spirit beast during trials.

This is also related to whether there is a chance to advance to the upper three in the future.

No matter whether it is possible to advance to the top three or not, it is also good for some disciples who want to change their natal spirit beasts to have one more trial opportunity.

On the second day, Shen Yuling, who had not received any news at all, just set off with the disciples without any preparation.

Fengshen sent the palace envoy and disciples to walk in front.

After the Nether faction.

Shen Yuling walked behind silently, and the other disciples seemed to hide away as if they were afraid of being implicated by her.

She also had fun.

A disciple in a black gown with a mask on his face walked a few steps and looked back, walked a few steps and looked back.

Shen Yuling didn't pay attention at first, but later he noticed that the center of his brow was slightly locked.

Peach Blossom eyes looked at his back with good eyes, and there was inquiry in them.

When the disciple turned around to spy again, she caught him right away.

Scratching his head in embarrassment, he turned back.

Shen Yuling has been paying attention to him, not frowning in deep thought.

It wasn't until we arrived at a water source and when everyone set up camp to rest, that disciple walked over slowly while no one was paying attention, dropped an oiled paper bag, turned around, and walked away as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)