Bab 652: The Stage Show amid Wild Flowers

The sunlight shone down to illuminate the stage-like ground.

Fang Jingtian bowed to the Dead Dog earnestly. No matter what attitude the Dead Dog had toward the Immortal Taiping, it was evident that his Master must have acquired the permission from the Dead Dog that allowed him to leave the Sword Jail

The Dead Dog let out a hint of smile in his eyes. Then, he turned to Jing Jiu and asked through those eyes if Jing Jiu was certain about this.

"It'll be simple," said Jing Jiu.

After a moment of silence, the Dead Dog closed his eyes again, giving no further response.

A sigh seemed to ring out in the gloomy underground.

It was quiet in the Sword Jail. The air seemed to freeze, turning into the rocks stronger than those on Shangde Peak.