Chapter 116 The Beast Taming Tribe’s Plan

The Burm Sorting Hall looked dark from the outside, but the sight became particularly clear inside. Moore stood there and hesitated because there were more than a dozen forks in front of Moore's eyes.

These forks in the road were arranged by Lamont in advance, mainly to confuse the beast's vision and hearing, so that it could not make the correct choice.

Moore is certainly not an ordinary wild beast. Looking at these intersections, something suddenly occurred to his mind ...

"From Zenia's memory, most of the passages in the second section are dangerous paths. If I choose a dangerous path ... when that retarded Li Ming dies, won't I be free?!"

With this thought in mind, Moore put a wing on his chin and couldn't help but smile triumphantly again.

'Snapped'

There was a soft sound, and Moore's head, which was thinking about himself, seemed to be slapped by this person, and he rolled and fell to the ground.

"Damn it! Who is so bold?!"

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