Chapter 2811 Choice

The stairs spiral down, looking from above, it looks like a huge vortex that devours people.

And here is really a place that devours people, so bloody, and so disgusting.

"Ji Mingyu, let's destroy this so-called Sea God Tower."

"it is good."

Xi Yue said it lightly, and Ji Mingyu answered it even more lightly, as if the two of them were talking about an extremely trivial matter.

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On Wenqing Island, those native fishermen were all tied up and thrown on the ground in disorder.

The faces that usually wore simple and honest smiles were all distorted and ferocious at this moment, cursing crazily.

Not far away, those beautiful women were trembling in the wind, and the fishermen's wives looked at their tied up husbands with bewildered and panicked expressions.

"Bitch, what are you doing standing there? Are you looking for a fight? Why don't you hurry up and help us untie the rope?!"

"Stop being so arrogant and complacent, Lord Seagod will know everything soon, and will come to save us, and none of you will be able to escape by then!"

"Bitch, if you don't come here and untie me, just wait until I kill you tonight!"

"You watery bastard, don't you want to run away a long time ago? A scumbag like you should be soaked in a pig cage and die! Tomorrow I will hand you over to the Sea God Guard and let them hang you up!" On the Sea God Pagoda, dry it in the sun!!"

The men cursed viciously, each sentence became more vicious, superior, and without any conscience or fear.

They firmly believed that their Lord Seagod, their island master would definitely come to save them.

Under such vicious threats, most of the women shivered, weeping and curled up into a ball.

Some even want to save their husbands and sons in a panic, not because of feelings, but because of the fear and surrender that have long been used to and have been carved into their bones.

But there are also some women who still have dots of fire in their eyes, which slowly start a prairie fire under the men's threats and insults, and turn into raging flames.

Xiaochi suddenly said: "Could it be that you have really forgotten how free and easy a monk and warrior I was, and what a glorious past and pride I had."

"Even if you can't go back to the past, don't you even want freedom, don't you even want a normal life?"

The women looked over at once, some were dumbfounded, while the light in some's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Qinglong on the side only said coldly, "From now on, these people, including this island, can no longer imprison you or hurt you, but it's up to you to decide whether to stay or not."

Suddenly, an extremely beautiful woman who looked about thirty years old bent down and picked up a stone, and threw it at one of the men, "Bastard, you will die badly. I curse you not to be reborn after death. Go down to the 18th floor of hell!!"

This woman's actions seemed to be a signal, igniting all the anger and resentment that had been extinguished on the women on Wenqing Island.

One after another, women picked up stones and threw them at those men. They cried, smashed, and cursed, as if venting their grievances and despair for so many years: "I will kill you, kill you!"

Someone also picked up the swords scattered on the ground and slashed at the hands and feet of those men.