Chapter 310 The Enemy Meets

After all, there is a mysterious person on the opposite side whose strength is almost the same as his own. After all, the strength that he can burst out is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

The bastard who wrapped his head in a scarf, Moriah still has the confidence to suppress him.

But Ling Yu that guy's strength, actually strong enough to suppress himself.

This makes Moria a little unbelievable.

At this time, he was no longer interested in playing the game of staring eyes with Enilu.

Moria, who was somewhat indifferent, took Ling Yu and the others to the dungeon in his castle without saying a word.

Moria took the two through the dark corridor adorned with dim candlelight.

Not long after walking, he stopped before coming to a cell.

Obviously, this cell is where Moriah used to keep that guy.

"I won't go in, you go in!" Moria said, standing at the door of the cell after bringing the people.

Ling Yu thought about it and said to Ainilu: "Anilu, wait for me outside!"

Anilu shrugged indifferently.

Anyway, he wasn't interested in what was in this dungeon at all.

So Anilu simply found a fairly clean corner, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

After Anilu proved himself with his actions.

Ling Yu took a deep look at Moonlight Moria, then opened the door of the cell and walked in.

creak...boom!

After Ling Yu walked in, the door was slammed shut.

After Ling Yu entered this cell, he found that this cell was a good feeling.

Judging from the traces in the room, it should have been specially cleaned recently.

This should be made by Moonlight Moriah on purpose.

And in this dungeon, apart from a chair, there was only a man chained to an iron cross, and a toy puppet bear standing beside him.

The man who was tied to the iron cross had scabbed scars all over his exposed upper body.

It seems that before Ling Yu came in, he had experienced some severe torture.

At this moment, this guy's head drooped down.

I don't know how long I haven't taken care of it, but strands of hair have been scattered in front of him, completely covering his face.

I don't know if this guy is dead, or if he is too lazy to move.

Anyway, after Ling Yu entered this cell and closed the wooden door, this guy didn't react at all.

Don't even lift your head.

Ling Yu's psychology is very clear that this guy is the murderer who killed himself in Moria's mouth.

But at this time, Ling Yu turned his attention to the toy puppet bear beside him.

"Are you the shadow of this guy?" Ling Yu calmly spoke to the puppet bear.

"Yes, my lord." The toy puppet bear said respectfully.

"Why did Moria let you stay here?"

"It's such an adult. Lord Moria is worried that when you ask this guy something, he won't cooperate or open his mouth, so he arranged for me to be here. After all, I know a lot of things he knows. Besides, if my lord wants to kill this guy. If you don't want to kill him, if you want to take him away, you also need to pull me out, otherwise this guy won't be able to see the sun!"

After the toy puppet bear finished speaking, he took out a jar of white things from his chest and pointed to himself.

Is it sea salt?

Although the teddy bear did not say,

But Ling Yu had already guessed what was in that jar of white stuff.

That's used to extract things like shadows from puppets or zombie bodies.

Ling Yu looked at the teddy bear and asked, "After taking away the shadow, you should no longer have self-awareness! Why don't you seem to care at all!"

"It's my honor to give my life for Lord Moria!" said the teddy bear frantically.

Sure enough, these shadows are all Moriah's diehard loyalists? It is estimated that this concept was implanted in their subconscious when they were first born!

After confirming a guess in his heart, Ling Yu walked to the man who was tied up.

One hand stuck the guy's throat, straightened his head, and fixed it on the iron cross.

Then a sharp sword energy emerged from his fingertips.

With a single brush, the tufts of hair that were blocking his face were cut off.

After the head covering his face was completely gone.

This guy's face also completely appeared in front of Ling Yu.

The lighting in the cell was not dim, so Ling Yu could clearly see the guy's face.

After seeing this guy's face clearly, Ling Yu's hand that was stuck on his neck trembled slightly involuntarily.

And this right hand involuntarily increased the strength of the hand, pinching the guy's neck tightly.

It's really him!

It's really him!

Although it has been a long time since Nafirutali Titi died, some of Ling Yu's memories are also vague.

But Ling Yu will not forget the face that made him grit his teeth even though he died.

Although his appearance is somewhat different from that of the past, the appearance of being decadent and waiting to die at this time is very different from the cold and ruthless temperament at that time.

But Ling Yu is very sure that he is not mistaken, this guy is the guy who shot Nafiru Titi Titi.

In other words, he was the murderer who killed Naferutali Titi in the first place!

When I think about my mother in this life, I was killed by this guy in front of me.

Ling Yu can't wait to smash this guy to pieces and smash it with a thousand knives.

His hand grabbing the guy's neck also burst into blue veins.

The murderer who killed Nafirutali Titi, who was stuck in his neck, had already turned red from the lack of oxygen at this time.

His tightly bound limbs also began to struggle violently, but Ling Yu's hand was like steel to contain his throat.

If it weren't for him wanting to ask some information about the man behind the scenes from this guy's mouth, he would almost be unable to control the urge to crush his neck directly.

Boom!

Ling Yu resisted himself and pulled his hand back directly, letting the guy who had been lifted a little higher by him directly fall back again.

The chain was straightened at once.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The guy who was put down by Ling Yu was breathing in the hard-won fresh air.

A pair of slightly cloudy eyes finally took on a different look, staring at the guy in front of him.

But this guy who almost suffocated to death just now, at this time, his eyes showed not only the joy of surviving, but also a trace of disbelief, a trace of complexity, a trace of hatred, and more indeed resentment.

In short, the guy's eyes just now were very complicated, as if he had thought of a lot of things at that moment.