Therefore, once the time for venting comes, the entire black prison will be extremely terrifying and bloody!

Another night is gradually approaching, and the dusk-like sky outside is slowly darkening. At this moment, the warden Zhou Xian and Xiao Shi are drinking and having fun in the prison hall.

There are also dancers dancing in it.

Looking at Zhou title who was hugging left and right, Xiao Shi smiled and said; "Brother Zhou, you have been the warden of the black prison for hundreds of years, you should have moved up a long time ago, don't worry, I will definitely take care of you when it is done." Say a few good words for you in front of the deputy hall master, and when the time comes, the position of deputy commander of the Rakshasa Legion will be yours!"

Hearing this, a gleam flashed in Zhou Xian's eyes, and he said with a smile, "Then thank you brother Xiao."

"However, can brother Zhou make arrangements in the black prison?" Xiao envoy asked.

Zhou Xian laughed and said, "Brother Xiao, don't worry, that bastard won't survive tonight. I've already made arrangements. Calculate the time, and now it's time to let the air out!"

Zhou Xian looked at the already darkened sky outside, the world outside had become pitch black.

But at this moment, Zhou Xian's laughing voice seemed to be caught by something, and his eyes suddenly became dark, like the night sky outside, without any vitality, like a deep black sky. There is a permeating strangeness in the pool.

The next moment, a look of infinite horror gradually appeared on the face of the other party, and then he raised his hand mechanically, and directly slapped his head hard with a palm.

With a bang, Zhou Xian's head exploded and his brains splattered, leaving only a headless corpse sitting on the seat. The two dancers in his arms screamed in terror and fled out.

"What��"

Xiao Shi, who was immersed in the sneer of Ye Han's imminent death after hearing Zhou Xian's words, almost spattered the drink in his mouth when he saw this strange scene, a deep horror and fear flashed in his eyes , Stand on the spot!

Just now, Zhou Xian, who was hugging left and right just now, smashed his head with a palm in front of him!

"what happened?"

Xiao Shi's face was filled with infinite fear and horror, he stood up abruptly, and looked at the warden Zhou Xian who had turned into a headless corpse, the surrounding dancers ran away screaming, making the originally lively hall chaotic Make a ball.

All the executive officers of the Prison Palace have come here one after another!

Looking at the warden Zhou Wei who had turned into a headless corpse.

"Emissary Xiao, what... what's going on here?" The executive officers also looked shocked. How could the well-behaved warden of the black prison turn into a headless corpse?

There was infinite fear on Xiao Shi's face, just now Zhou Lian slapped his own head with a palm in front of his face, that weird and frightening scene, recalling it now makes his scalp tingle.

This is like a friend who was drinking and chatting with you, who was originally a good person, suddenly killed himself with a knife, that kind of scene is indescribably weird!

"Damn it, what's going on here? How could that bastard Zhou Yan slap himself to death?" Xiao Shi couldn't figure it out, this situation was too sudden!

Hearing this, the major executive officers looked at each other in amazement, they didn't see the weird and frightening scene just now, they thought it was the hand of the envoy Xiao, hearing this now, a flash of fear flashed in their eyes color.

An executive officer said, "Emissary Xiao, no matter whether the warden committed suicide or committed suicide, he is now dead in our prison hall. Once the higher-ups find out, our prison hall may have no excuses. Now we have to inform Vice Hall Wu Ya My lord."

Xiao Shi's face was stiff, how could he not know this, even if he said that Zhou Lian smashed his head with his own palm, no one would believe it.

But for now, the only thing to do is to inform Vice-Hallmaster Wu Ya, the rank of prison officer Zhou is not much lower than him, the envoy of the ten realms.

But how could Zhou Yan smash his own head with a palm? Xiao Shi couldn't figure this out even after thinking about it. Such a strange scene seemed to be bewitched by a demon.

At the same time, in the prison of the black prison.

Ye Han, who was sitting cross-legged, gradually showed a cold smile, and he slowly opened his eyes; "Dead!"

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