Chapter 1207: The Head of the Prison, Hua Ling: Can You Enter or Leave the Island of the Wicked?

Chapter 1207 The head of the prison, Hua Ling: You can enter the villain's island, but you can't leave

Why did Sister Silly Baitian want to retching because she was disturbed by the magnetic field around the island of villains.

Su Qiuqiu looked at Wuming in shock and jumped lightly, jumped off the deck and landed on the sea, "Brother stinky, are you crazy? Are you going to the villain's island?"

Su Qiuqiu covered his face in horror, grief-stricken: "Difficult... Could it be that you did something wrong? This is going to the villain's island to surrender? How could our fox family raise a vixen who commits rape and crime? Don't say you are my brother!"

"Hey hey hey, what are you doing? You can't go in, you really can't get out if you go in!" Su Qiuqiu was anxiously spinning around on the deck, wishing to slip down after him.

Who does not know in the global practice world, the island of the wicked can't get out after entering it!

Then there is the Daniel cultivator in this world, after entering, no one has come out!

It is the existence that all monks fear and avoid the most.

The waves were rippling under his feet, and Wuming stood indifferently on the sea surface as if walking on the ground. He turned back and smiled comfortably: "Don't worry about me."

Wuming walked to the island, and the closer he got to the well-known villain's island prison, the more he could feel the coldness in it. He chuckled: "There is really no architectural beauty."

When I walked 200 meters in front of the gate, I could vaguely hear the voices of fighting and roaring inside. It was like a colosseum.

Not long after, a young man in a tall and straight black uniform came over. The young man had a golden rose medal on his shoulders. At first glance, he looked like someone who had some status in this villain's island.

Seeing Wuming's body trembling with excitement, the young man opened his mouth and said, "People from China? Cherry Blossoms? Or from which country in Asia?"

Nameless: "Chinese people."

"Then we can talk in our native language!" The uniformed youth was quite happy: "Damn it! Big brother sees that you are calm and calm to send criminals in, right? This is great, when you go back later, Could you give me a seal for my master..."

The young man hadn't even said the word "letter", and his voice stopped abruptly.

The young man stared straight at Wuming and strode in, his scalp was about to burst!

"You don't understand the situation? Or are you crazy? Do you know that the Island of the Wicked can only be entered, but not out? How did you step in?"

Wuming smiled: "I know, take me around."

The young man's shoulders drooped down instantly, and he still expected to deliver the letter? Now everyone has to be locked inside.

The young man took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and pointed it out to himself: "You were also locked in for a crime, right? My name is Hua Ling,

The head of the villain's island. If you want to live a better life in the future, just listen to me honestly. "

The young man said and patted the golden rose epaulette on his shoulder to show his identity.

Wuming didn't care, and repeated: "Take me around."

Hua Ling smiled and shook her head. He is the head of the entire villain island, and he is the one who is most afraid of thousands of criminals on the villain island.

Anyone who sees him has to clamp his tail and be a man, and dare to call him?

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!

It is even more indescribable in the Wicked Island Prison. The smell of blood is the most common aura that can be smelled here, wailing everywhere.

Hua Ling has long been used to it, and there are many criminals who died on the island of villains, and there is a super large cemetery behind it.

Anonymous: "Call name."

Hua Ling wanted to laugh even more, who is the head of the prison? It's his turn to get this kid to command him?

However, considering that this kid is Chinese, Hua Ling raised her eyes, her expression suddenly became cold, and she shouted fiercely: "Call the name, gather!"