Douluo's opening send-off system

"Falcon, have you ever noticed where the treasure house of the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect is?"

Facing Han Wuyi's question, Falcon opened his cherry mouth wide and looked anxious: My little ancestor! We can't afford to offend those two old bastards!

The words haven’t been spoken yet! Han Wuyi shook his head and denied himself: "No! If we rob the Qibao Glazed Sect, Chen Xin and Gu Rong will definitely go crazy. They will kill me regardless of the situation. You can't protect me!"

He turned to look at Dugu Bo: "Has Senior Dugu ever paid attention to the treasure house of the Tiandou Empire?"

Is this a persimmon pick? Dugu Bo looked at Han Wuyi with disdain and said with a nostalgic look on his face: "Of course I have been there! Emperor Xue Ye was extremely generous. At that time, I had not yet broken through the title Douluo, and my life was not very prosperous. Emperor Xue Ye invited me more than once. Entering the Tiandou Empire's treasure house, I can take whatever I like! It's the same now!"

This time, Han Wuyi and Saker looked at him with disdain. Dugu Bo's old face turned red, he pretended to cough a few times, looking for an excuse to change the subject.

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There was no light in the dark passage. The jailer was holding a torch in front, bending down with a flattering smile on his face to lead the way for the two nobles behind him.

An old man in rich clothes stood on one side and made a gesture of invitation. An old man in black with silver hair and blue eyes walked out slowly. Xuexing was half a body behind Dugu Bo and followed closely. The jailer followed behind carefully, always paying attention. The light of the torch.

The sound of rattling and rubbing of iron locks was heard one after another when the light of torches shone into the cells. Some people in each cell got up, holding on to the railings and staring at the people who were about to approach, while some continued to crawl in the corner indifferently.

The long-term damp musty smell in the prison and the strange smell caused by the prisoners taking care of some physical needs on the spot made Xuexing couldn't help but take out a handkerchief and cover his mouth and nose. He turned around and saw that Dugu Bo only frowned. Other actions included putting down the veil again, but still couldn't help but pinch her nose.

This prison does not imprison some extremely vicious criminals, but rather idle soul masters who have offended the powerful and are fairly powerful.

They were once brilliant geniuses and rising stars in the world of soul masters, but they all refused the nobility's solicitation without knowing what was right. They relied on their own strength and attacked the privileges of the nobility, so they were naturally sanctioned.

He was shackled with a special soul guide, which blocked his soul power, and was locked up in this dark place. Year after year, day after day, his pride was worn away.

Every time, as long as someone came in not during the meal, they would climb to the fence, hoping to be valued and do some shameful and dirty things for these nobles.

There are also hard-core people who refuse to give in, and in the end, these people really die.

Looking at the unkempt, dark and stiff people in dark and dirty clothes, and the pair of bloodshot and red eyes, Dugu Bo, who was usually ruthless, felt a slight chill coming over him.

"Bring them all!"

"All of them?" Hearing this, Xuexing was stunned, looking at the people sleeping in the corner, and asked.

"Everyone! Including those people, I want it!"

After Dugu Bo finished speaking, he left. Xue Xing frowned in confusion. He really couldn't figure out what Dugu Bo wanted to do, not even those 'trash'!

"grown ups?"

The jailer holding a torch stepped forward to ask. Xue Xing nodded slightly. The jailer received permission and waved behind him. Several jailers stepped forward, opened the door of each cell, went in and kicked out the people, and the people sleeping on the ground were also kicked. stand up.