The shouting echoed through the dungeon.
It instantly drew the attention of all the Dark Dragon Hall guards in the dungeon.
Su Mo looked at the clothes on his own body, then at those on the opposite side, and couldn't help but smile:
"They seem quite similar. How did you tell the difference?"
"You scoundrel!"
The Dark Dragon Hall disciple was furious:
"The guards in the dungeon know each other.
"Whose subordinate are you?
"Daring to wander around such an important place as the dungeon?"
While speaking, he walked to a cell door, casually took a key from his waist, and opened it:
"Get in there, and don't think about resisting.
"Wait here obediently for your leader to come and get you."
After saying this, he looked back towards Su Mo.
However, as soon as he turned his head, a hand already covered his entire vision.
"You..."
Before he could say a word, there was a cracking sound.
His neck had already been snapped by Su Mo.
"Damn it!"
"He's here to break someone out!?"
