"Back to Your Majesty, Mr. Wang seems to have known his fate in advance. In addition to refining alchemy over the years, he has secretly dug a secret passage in the alchemy room. When we went there, he had already taken people away, but I have sent people to go.

If we chase them, they won't be able to get very far," Ying Lao said.

"We must deal with them thoroughly. The third Great Dragon Yang Pill is not allowed to appear in this world!" Ming Zhengyuan said with cold eyes.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The night is hazy.

A group of people are running away, and behind them are a group of ghost-like shadow guards chasing closely. Anyone who is caught up will only die.

Mr. Wang was sweating profusely, he kept performing Qing Kung Fu, and ran away in panic.

Even though his legs were so sore that they felt like lead, he didn't dare to stop.

Gradually.

Most of the other alchemists behind him had been killed.

He was the only one left running, and when he arrived outside a mansion, he was too tired and knew that continuing to run would lead to death.

We can only find a place to hide first.

So he jumped directly into the mansion, but after taking a few steps, his feet gave out and he fell into a dry well.

Whoosh, whoosh...

Outside the dry well, several shadow guards quickly arrived.

"God is really going to kill me!"

Mr. Wang sighed helplessly. He was in a dry well and had no way out.

But then he saw a small green tree next to him, and his mind was immediately attracted to it, "What kind of tree is this?"

"Who's going to kill him?"

On the dry well, a shadow guard said calmly.

"I'll do it."

A relatively thin shadow guard said.

But just when they were about to take action, an indifferent voice sounded in their ears, "Who gave you the courage to break into my mansion?"
Chapter completed!