Guangming Island Ancient Castle Hall.

A man in a leopard-print beast robe sat on the large sofa filled with European style, and in front of him was a red crystal with a basketball screaming.

The man looked at the crystal in front of him with a greedy face, as if in the world, this thing is the most important thing.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

The hall door was knocked.

"Come in."

The man spoke.

Then, when he saw the door of the hall being pushed open from outside, Zu Xian walked over with a respectful look on his face, then knelt on one knee, "Subor Zu Xian, have met Lord Gu Shi."

"Subordinate?"

Gu Shi snorted coldly, "Are you good at giving your face? Are you worthy of being my subordinate?"

Zu Xian looked a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to speak.

"But I can give you a chance to become my subordinate."

Gu Shi snapped his fingers and said, "Do you do something for me."

Zu Xian immediately raised his head excitedly, "Mr. Gu Shi, please tell me."

"I heard that there are still several things called fire crystals in this Guangming Island. Please find them out for me."

The Gu Shi ordered.

"Don't worry, Lord Gu Shi, I will definitely complete the task."

Zu Xian said confidently.

"Um."

Gu Shi nodded, then waved his hand, "Get out."

"yes."

Zu Xian responded, and then rolled out of the hall as Gu Shi said.

"Oh."

The Gu Shi smiled slightly, "What an obedient dog."

Tonight, the red light column soaring into the sky on Guangming Island attracted the attention of everyone living in the City of Steel. Anyone who lives in the city saw the red light soaring into the sky. They didn't know that they were almost going to be buried in a storm that was even more terrifying than a nuclear explosion.

When the red light fell, everyone was guessing what was going on in the center of Guangming Island. This guess was one night. When it was dawn, every force received an invitation letter and asked them to set off immediately to go to the island to attend the meeting.

And the initiator of this invitation, the title of the book, Dark Island! There is no day and night here in the cage of hell.

Sister Bo and others wandered outside a door with anxiety on their faces.

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Sister Bo lit a cigarette and took a sudden sip.

"Sister Bo, please stop trying."

The short man slapped his hands in front of him.

"I'm in a hurry."

Sister Bo looked at the closed room, threw the newly lit cigarette under her feet and slashed it, and then lit another one. It can be seen how anxious Sister Bo was in her heart at this time. At her feet, there was already a cigarette that had been stomped out after only half of it.

"I'm anxious, too."

The short man was also full of anxiety, "It's useless to be anxious, I believe the old ghost."

"He is a vicious person, how do you tell me to believe him?"

Sister Bo's face was full of worry.

At this moment, the closed door opened.

I saw the gray-haired old man come out of it and say, "There is something I have to make clear. I play with poison. It's not that I can't save people, but that I felt too bored at the beginning, so I played with poison. The kung fu of saving people was already clear before I played with poison."

"Don't fart here!"

Sister Bo spoke mercilessly, "How is it!"

The rest of the people also surrounded him. Xuantian also walked over at this time and said, "Old ghost, how is Zhang Xuan's situation?"

"He is like my child, and I will definitely try my best to save him."

The old ghost looked confident, "I'm out of danger and I'm awake, how about it, I..." The old ghost was about to brag about it, but he was pushed away by someone. A group of people rushed into the room in panic and saw Zhang Xuan lying on the bed.

At this time, Zhang Xuan was wrapped in bandages all over his body, and was wrapped like a mummy, but his eyes were exposed, full of weakness.

"Don't say it, some medicines are really effective now. They are much more powerful than we were at that time, but the treatment techniques are still better than we were at that time."

The old ghost walked in.

Xuantian stood beside the bed and asked the first thing he said was: "Who beats you?"

"Woo~Woo~" Zhang Xuan made such a voice.

"Miss, mistakes."

The old ghost smiled flatteringly, picked up a pair of scissors, and cut open the bandage that blocked Zhang Xuan's mouth.

In the first second after the bandage was cut open, Zhang Xuan gasped and it took him a long time to recover. Judging from his posture, he was almost suffocated to death.

Xuantian took the lead, and a group of people cast their bad eyes at the old ghost.

The old ghost laughed dryly, "Haha, I'm just a special way to see how his internal injuries are."

Xuantian turned around again and asked the same question as before, "Who beats you?"

"The Ancestral Reply Alliance and the God Hidden Association, they have united."

Zhang Xuan spoke, and he felt a little dizzy.

"This Shenyin Club is not a good thing, and it is united with the Ancestral Recovery Alliance!"

Sister Bo looked angry, "Don't they know what the Ancestral Rebirth League is?

A self-proclaimed justice organization unites this kind of cult?”

Xuantian didn't care about Shenyin's behavior with the Ancestral Rebellion Alliance. He looked cold and said, "Is the person who hurt you still there?"

Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, and he felt dizzy, "How long have I been in a coma?"

"Three hours."

The short man spoke.

"Then they are still on it."

"Walk."

Xuantian bent down, hugged Zhang Xuan's neck and legs, picked up Zhang Xuan, and then walked out of the house with big strides.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

Sister Bo and others looked at Xuantian in confusion.

“Collection of debt.”

Xuantian walked out of the house, "They hurt Zhang Xuan, I will take their lives. As long as they are still on it, they will not be able to escape."

When it comes to the word "can't run away", Xuantian showed a strong sense of confidence.

The group followed Xuantian's footsteps and came outside the villa.

Xuantian held Zhang Xuan, stood in the open space, and said, "I will take you up later. After the ban is opened, don't leave here. Just leave the rest of the matter to me."

"Boss, do you want to act hard?

Are you sure you want this?"

Sister Bo stood in front of Xuantian.

"If you hurt your origin, I'm afraid there will be no hope of going out in this life, and your realm will be difficult to protect."

The old ghost also spoke.

“It doesn’t matter.”

Xuantian's expression was dull, "If a person can die, he must not refuse to avenge him."

"Okay, that's me!"

The short man stood up, "Boss, I'll make the fire even if I do something."

"See me too."

Sister Bo also spoke out.

"I'll come too."

“Add me too.”
To be continued...