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Two hours later.

The Sanqi Swan submarine crossed the underground river and came to a verdant island.

Surrounded by the endless sea, the sky is foggy and gray, as if we are at the edge of the world.

On the hillside in the center of the island, there is a burgundy Baroque castle, which looks very much like the ghost palace in the capital of country D.

The entire island is not only heavily guarded.

Every hundred miles on the sea, there is a ship with guns and live ammunition guarding it.

Quinn took Ling Mo's hand and walked off the Swan Submarine side by side.

A burgundy carpet leads from the swan submarine spiral staircase to the castle entrance.

On both sides of the red carpet.

The heavily armed guards knelt down one after another and saluted loudly: "Welcome to the Pope and His Majesty, good morning to the Pope and His Majesty!"

The loud voice is thrilling and shocking.

With a happy smile on his handsome face, Quinn led Ling Mo on the red carpet and walked straight into the Baroque castle.

Just in the main hall of the palace, there is a transparent indoor elevator.

Norton, wearing a black suit, bowed and walked at the front, leading Quinn and Ling Mo toward the elevator.

As soon as he entered the elevator, Norton retreated to the back, for fear of affecting their mood.

Quinn couldn't help but come up and kiss Ling Mo's earlobe and forehead.

Ling Mo was a little impatient by his kiss.

She pushed him against the elevator wall with her backhand and reached to his waist to help him take off his pants.

"Ah! U, don't do this!" Quinn turned pale with fright and screamed repeatedly.

"..." Norton was even more speechless, covering his face with his hands, turning around and not daring to look at them.

How could Ling Mo listen?

Quinn was most afraid of her doing it to him in front of outsiders, so she naturally wanted him to back off.

Especially in a hellish place like this!

"But what should I do if I think about it?" Ling Mo's voice was low and hoarse.

Holding his waist with one hand, the other hand pulled hard on the waistband of his pants: "Huh? Quinn? Baby Kui?"

"Anyway, you're not allowed here. The Dark Territory is the place I hate the most!" Quinn held her hand tightly, her blue eyes bloodthirsty!

Ling Mo didn't care whether he was angry or not, he just kept arguing with him, looking like he was determined to win.

Quinn was going crazy. He loved and hated her, but he didn't dare to do anything to her. He was completely helpless!

While I was scratching, the elevator suddenly made a "ding" sound.

Ling Mo paused, looked up and looked around. The surrounding lights were dim and the color of the ocean.

Quinn ran out of the elevator while Ling Mo wasn't paying attention, and was panting while arranging clothes outside.

The guards outside the elevator had already knelt together. Seeing him appear, they immediately saluted: "Welcome to the Pope. Good morning, Pope!"

Quinn's crimson handsome face gradually darkened. He glanced at everyone, turned around and looked at the elevator entrance lovingly.

Ling Mo straightened his messy sweatshirt and raised his hand to straighten his gold rimless glasses.

His eyes instantly became sharp.

She twisted her neck mechanically and walked out of the elevator with her head held high.

Sure enough, the sound of everyone saluting could be heard outside again.

"Welcome, Your Majesty, good morning, Your Majesty!"

When Quinn saw that everyone's salutes were louder than his, the displeasure on Jun's face softened slightly.

"U?" Quinn walked back to Ling Mo with a smile on his face: "How do you want to play?"

"..." Ling Mo put his right hand on Quinn's shoulder and glanced around casually.

The space is large, with hundreds of computers open, some data jumping on them, and some unknown large machines.

This should be the control room of the Dark Realm.

"just looking around!"

"Okay, I'll take you for a walk." Quinn naturally put his left hand around Ling Mo's waist.

The two of them didn't shy away from outsiders' eyes at all, just walking cuddling up to each other openly.

Pass through the control room and come to a dimly lit undersea tunnel.

In the deep sea outside the transparent glass, schools of colorful fish are constantly swimming by.

In the deep seabed, there are huge iron barrels standing.

The small one is ten meters long and wide, and the large one is about thirty or forty meters, like mushrooms growing at the bottom of the deep sea.

The outside of the iron barrel is covered with leafy kelp, and I don’t know what’s inside?

Ling Mo suddenly remembered what Mu Jinyao said last time that he was imprisoned in an underwater iron barrel by the kidnappers.

Could it be that the iron barrel contains people?

"What's that?" Ling Mo asked, pointing to one of the iron buckets.

"Experiment." Quinn smiled faintly: "It looks disgusting, so you'd better not read it."

"Oh!" Ling Mo hummed, and under the leadership of Quinn, he slowly walked towards the deepest part of the dark realm.

While Ling Mo and Quinn were wandering around, their images were projected onto the video phone screen inside the iron barrel.

It looked calm outside, but in fact it was already a mess inside the barrel.

Many orcs with human faces and animal bodies were beating the iron barrels inside, but unfortunately the iron barrels did not move at all.

"It's Mr. You, Mr. You is here to see us!"

"Yes, I haven't seen you for four years, but Mr. You is still as handsome as ever!"

"I didn't expect Quinn to bring Mr. You here. Will he keep Mr. You here as an experimental subject?"

"How is that possible? He made him an experiment, but he wouldn't make Mr. You an experiment!"

"Then why did he catch us as experimental subjects? Is it because we are Mr. You's classmates?"

"He said that anyone who sees Mr. You's true face will die. We follow him every day. It's good that he doesn't die!"

"But now that I'm half-human and half-animal, what's the difference between being half-human and half-animal and being dead?"

"..."

......

At the very back of the group of iron barrels, there is a huge round iron barrel with an interior decorated mainly in white.

Although the iron barrel is narrow, it has all the daily necessities.

Minghuang was wearing a white cheongsam and a white fox fur scarf, sitting on a separate sofa.

The lamp on the desk made her face look pale.

Not far away, a middle-aged woman wearing a white maid uniform stood on tiptoe and looked at the screen of the video phone.

After confirming the identity of the other party, she quickly ran to Ming Huang.

"Madam, it's really Ling Chen, she looks like Mrs. Maisha!"

"..." Minghuang was a little disbelieving, frowned, stood up and walked towards the video phone screen.

In the corridor of the deep-sea tunnel, Quinn secretly kissed Ling Chen on the ear while she was looking around.

She looked sideways at Quinn lovingly.

Quinn looked at her and smiled.

Ming Huang saw Ling Mo's almost demonic handsome face, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his pale mouth.

"Sure enough, he is Ling Tianxuan's son. A few days ago, I thought Dickens was lying to me, but I didn't expect it was really Ling Chen!"

"Madam, please tell me that Ling Chen saw you last time in the underground river. She must have come to save you!" the middle-aged maid said excitedly.

Minghuang naturally knew that Ling Chen was here for her.

But she shook her head, feeling lost: "How could Quinn let Ling Chen see me? Even if he comes, he can't save us!"

The middle-aged maid had tears in her eyes.

"But this is the only chance. We have been trapped in the Sanctuary for 30 years, and that person has not come to save us. You are not willing to commit yourself to the old Pope, so you have been detained in the Sanctuary by the Quinns. For so many years, you really Don’t you want to go out for revenge?”

When mentioning revenge, Minghuang's eyes revealed a fierce look.

"Of course I want revenge! That bitch pushed me off the cruise ship while I was weak during labor and snatched my son away.

Maybe she is still using my son to enjoy the honor that should not belong to her! "