"yes!"

When the man finished speaking, he turned around and left.

But as soon as he reached the door, a person came in head-on.

Judging by his clothing and attire, it is obvious that the person who came in was someone from the dungeon.

Seeing this, the man did not leave, but temporarily followed the person who came in to the elder and waited for the situation.

"This subordinate has met the elder!" The man knelt down.

Obviously, if this person came, there must be something new in the dungeon...

The elder nodded slightly: "Is there any new news from Han Sanqian?"

The man lowered his head: "Elder, there is indeed something wrong with Han Sanqian in the dungeon."

"Oh? What's the situation?" The elder raised his eyebrows, becoming interested.

"Before this guy was locked in the dungeon, he had been lying there motionless like a dead dog. But just now, this guy suddenly seemed to be much better, although he kept yelling and screaming in pain. My subordinates don't know how to deal with this situation, so I will report it to you immediately and ask for your instructions."

The servant hurriedly said: "Elder, could it be that Han Sanqian is really a thousand-year-old bug who can't make it, dead but not stiff?"

The elder shook his head indifferently.

"It's not that he got better. Under the extreme poison, I don't believe that Han Sanqian's mere mortal body can resist it. He is just a flashback after being completely poisoned at this time."

The servant wanted to understand the truth of this.

Many people have this kind of flashback before they die. Some outrageous people, even people who have been paralyzed for a lifetime, can suddenly stand up and walk.

Han Sanqian was motionless like a dead dog before, but it was within the normal range when he suddenly woke up and cried out in pain.

"Go back and keep watching. He should die soon. When he dies, come and inform me immediately."

"yes."

The subordinate resigned, and the servant who took the order earlier naturally didn't have to go to the dungeon again.

The man quickly returned to the dungeon.

Although he was still in front of the dungeon, Han Sanqian's voice could no longer be heard at this time.

"Is that guy dead?" he asked.

The main task of several colleagues and him is to guard the dungeon, and it is obvious that Han Sanqian in the dungeon is no longer threatening like a dog at this time. Therefore, the tasks of the few of them are relaxed and comfortable.

Several people were sitting together, drinking their special wine.

"When you went to report to the elder, the guy shut up not long after he left. We thought he was dead, but when we ran down to see him, he just passed out from the pain and was still breathing."

Hearing this, the man was depressed: "Fuck, his grandma's, this **** life is really cheap, after so much tossing, still not dead?"

"Hey, if he's not dead, he's not dead. The superiors may very much hope that he dies quickly, but for us, it's best not to die as a bastard."

"That is, as long as he doesn't die, we have to guard him. Although guarding him is boring, don't forget, it's also quite leisurely."

"Yeah, look at the group of people on the front line, the endless siege, what kind of day is that, how leisurely we are here." JrNovels.com