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The first thousand seven hundred and sixty-five chapters hold seven inches

Chapter 1765: Snatch seven inches

Zhou Ahu listened to Jing Yan's words and said nothing.

As if a fierce wolf was pounced behind him, his figure quickly disappeared in front of Jing Yan.

Jing Yan looked at his escape in panic and stood there silently shook his head.

Weishui Island, dungeon.

Everything on Weishui Island is built around water, and the so-called dungeon is actually similar to a water prison.

There is no difference between moisture and non-humidity. When you walk in through the gate, you will be the dirty water that can't see the end in the past.

Perhaps it was because someone put some kind of restriction at the door, deliberately blocking the connection between the dungeon and the outside.

So much so that the people standing at the door could not smell any breath.

But just as the moment the door was opened, everything changed.

The fishy smell of water hits the face, and Yang Chen, who has no desire to struggle at all, is pushed directly into here by these disciples.

The smell emitted from the air made him feel a little disgusted.

I thought that the dungeon here should be similar to that of the Yue Palace, but I didn't expect that it would be like this.

Yang Chen, who broke his own cognition, subconsciously wanted to leave here, but the disciples around him watched it tightly.

The eyes dripping, as if they were planning something, and suddenly moved their eyes to a disciple next to them who seemed to speak with authority.

"Your jailbreak is just like this!"

The disgust in his tone was completely uncovered and he complained to the person in front of him without reservation.

"Elder Yang, no, now it should be said that Yang Chen, you deserve the treatment you have committed to murdering our patriarch."

The disciple did not talk too much nonsense to Yang Chen, and the anger value in his tone continued to rise.

He dealt with Yang Chen impatiently and had no intention of paying attention to him.

"Brother, why should I be so hostile to me? I have not investigated the various reasons inside, and I have put such a basin on my head. I am really wronged."

He looked at the person in front of him and said these words as he expected.

Yang Chen couldn't help but outline a smug smile at the corner of his mouth.

He seems to represent some sign, some sign that someone else has entered his own trap.

"You are wronged? We don't know where to wronged. The patriarch devoted his efforts to the island for us and died, but he didn't expect that he would lose his life by an outsider like you. Fortunately, you were caught in today, otherwise we would definitely go up and tear you up alive."

The disciple's expression was very indignant, and the hatred that was revealed in his words was simply unfair.

"I understand everyone's anger, but this matter really has nothing to do with me. Think about it carefully. Although I became Elder Yang, it only took a few days for me to come here. How could I do such a stupid thing, risking the world's greatest and not killing your patriarch? I'm afraid I don't think I'm short of my life."

Yang Chen listened to his disciples and told the story of his already well-written manuscript.

As soon as I blurted out this remark, the few people who were originally very firm in their expressions became a little shaken.

The hesitant face turned red and the transition was red. He remained silent for a long time without saying a word.

It seems to be thinking whether what Yang Chen said just now is right or wrong.

It sounds very reasonable. This person came to their island and dared to be so arrogant in just a few days.

There was no need for him to commit suicide. Thinking about it this way, the death of the patriarch really seemed to have nothing to do with him.

"Don't be fooled by him, this guy is very tricky."

Just as the air was stagnant and not moving forward for a long time, a figure suddenly appeared behind several people.

It was Zhou Wu who was quietly following him that since Yang Chen entered the island, he had not eaten any good results several times.

Either being trained by this or that.

It is rare to see Zhou Chen in such a miserable appearance, how could he miss this opportunity to belittle him?

In order to avoid Yang Chen using any tricks, he quietly followed the group of disciples alone.

Unexpectedly, Yang Chen was really not honest and had no time to live a peaceful journey. Something happened to the prison door again.

The people who were awakened by Zhou Wu's shouting instantly pulled back from their thoughts.

Carefully savor what Yang Chen just said, how he thought and why he felt something was wrong.

He stared at Yang Chen with a gloomy face, his face filled with uncontrollable anger.

"You guy is really slippery. If it weren't for Boss Zhou's reminder, we would probably have all been obedient to you. If you did the patriarch's affairs, you will naturally have the elder's judgment. Someone will bring him in to me."

The disciple in the lead looked very unfriendly.

Yang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly at Zhou Wu who was disturbing his plan, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I didn't care what the disciples who were escorting him wanted to do now.

"Boss Zhou is so powerful that he really agrees with that saying, thirty years from Hedong to Hexi, thirty years from Hedong, a few days ago, I was beaten all over the ground for my teeth, but now I'm hard and shouting in front of me."

"Yang Chen, don't be too arrogant. Now you are in my hands. My words can kill you now."

Zhou Wu, who was provoked by Yang Chen's words, looked at Yang Chen who was so arrogant and arrogant in such a situation, and immediately stepped forward and picked up his collar.

"Oh……"

Zhou Wu's angry look was completely closed in Yang Chen's eyes, and a sneer came from the corner of his mouth.

"Don't you believe it?"

Yang Chen still looked like this disdainful, which made Zhou Wu very angry. He asked back, so his anger soared.

The movements in his hands were not polite at all. He took a step forward and directly grabbed Yang Chen's throat.

"How could you not believe it? Boss Zhou's current ability is more capable than anyone else, but if you kill me, you won't get the truth you want to know."

Yang Chen's mouth curled, and the words that originally complimented Zhou Wu suddenly turned into other meanings.

Even if Zhou Wu was stupid, he could hear what this sentence meant, and his anger was revealed.

"What do you mean? What's the truth?"

Zhou Wu, who was successfully curious about Yang Chen, couldn't help but relax a little.

"You don't really think that Zhou Qingya was killed by me, right? She died of inexplicably poisoning in the Prince Yu's Mansion. Aren't you curious about who poisoned her?"

Seeing that his intention seemed to have effect, Yang Chen's smile on his face became even more unrestrained.

He gently put his body to his ear and said slowly.
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