Unhappy memories gradually surged into his heart. Hei Jiuben thought that the demon of the deity would buy Bai Ling, but he never thought that he was his childhood roommate, the courtesan.

I gradually felt a little unhappy in my heart.

——

The courtesan is the godfather of Heijiu, and of course, he is also the godfather of the courtesan now.

Anyway, I bought it from human traffickers.

Then, he trained with Hei Jiu and his group to live and die together.

The beauty of the courtesan was specially selected by his godfather.

A female dead soldier who is beautiful and trained since childhood is much better than a male dead soldier who can only kill.

Hei Jiu was the best among all the Dead Soldiers at that time, and the courtesan was the product that needed to be focused on cultivation.

Therefore, the two can have a good separate house.

Compared with other children who don’t even have quilts, the treatment of the two is no longer good.

In addition, the courtesan's left eye was actually blinded during the mission.

But now she has no idea what will be waiting for her in the future.

"Squeak..."

The prison door suddenly opened.

Hei Jiu walked in.

His face was a little gloomy and complicated.

The next moment, we arrived at the bedside of the two of us.

He looked at Xiao Heijiu with satisfaction, as if Heijiu was a big-sized courtesan when he was a child.

Hei Jiu pulled out his dagger.

The next moment, he stabbed directly into Xiao Heijiu's chest on the right.

"Huh~"

However, all this is in vain.

Both the hand and the knife passed through each other's body.

Hei Jiu couldn't touch the other party's body at all.

I am like an invisible ghost in this world and cannot touch anything.

So, since that is the case, how many meanings does the prison door automatically open?

Is the evil taste of the demon?

Hei Jiu turned around and walked straight past the iron fence.
Chapter completed!