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Hiss...it hurts...it's so dark...where am I...who am I?

In a daze, Yang Pojun couldn't remember who he was or where he was.

His consciousness gradually returned, and he vaguely heard the sound of rolling wheels and the chaotic sound of Shen Xiong's horse hooves. He seemed to be on a moving carriage...

boom--

Before I could figure out who I was, I got hit on the neck again...

"Fuck..."

Rolling his eyes, Yang Pojun fell into coma again——

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Hiss...it hurts...it's so dark...who am I?where am I?

boom--

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Hiss...it hurts...

boom--

hiss……

boom--

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Hiss...it hurts...so hungry...

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Pojun regained consciousness again, but this time, his sore neck and scratching hunger instantly reminded him of who he was.

And as the memory recovers, the tragic experience some time ago is still vivid in my mind...

The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole follows behind. As soon as I killed Shi Nian, I was betrayed by someone else when I changed hands. Not only that, that bastard kept hitting his sap...

Yang Pojun was very angry. Anyone who encountered this kind of thing would be angry.

If he hadn't known that he couldn't beat him, Yang Pojun would definitely have jumped up and gone to look for trouble. He held his collar with one hand and slapped his hand with the other. I want to fight you for three hundred rounds...

Well, anger is anger, Yang Pojun still maintains a certain degree of sanity.

The reason is very simple. Although I was tricked by someone, I was able to avoid my own mental power and get close to me quietly. Well... that bastard's strength is unfathomable. To put it simply, I can't beat him...

"Stay steady..."

This time he learned wisely and stopped moaning or moving, and he didn't dare to open his eyes...

"No need to guess, Wuhun Palace must have done something to me this time. So, the question is, I was caught by Wuhun Palace people, what should I do now? Can I still live? Should I be reincarnated, or should I seize the opportunity? Give up rebirth, is there reincarnation in this world?"

"If I can choose, I hope to be reborn. I don't have any big requirements. Well, first of all, I must be handsome."

"Secondly, he must be the legitimate son of a prominent family, born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Of course, his martial spirit must be of the highest quality."

"Finally, I need a foxy sister who is twenty years old and can speak loudly."

With a nervous mood, Yang Pojun suppressed all his emotions, silently playing tricks in his mind to calm down, while feeling the dynamics around him without leaving any trace.

Now that things have come to this, there is no use for anything else. The most important thing now is to consider how to face the future.

This is not cowardice, this is the way adults think.

Between reincarnation and rebirth, Yang Pojun prefers the latter. After all, it takes a long time for 8D to grow into 8====D.

Hiss... something's wrong. We're not on the carriage. Why is it so quiet outside?

After waiting for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief when no one knocked on his sap again, but he did not get up immediately. After feeling that something was wrong, he subconsciously concentrated and slowly released his mental power to sense it.

This is the benefit of strong mental power. Even if one day his titanium alloy dog's eye becomes blind, he will not be afraid at all.

Then, he "saw" various scenes intertwined together, and finally formed a clear picture in his mind.

In the dark sky, a full purple moon hung high, and below was a huge city.

Different from the normal city, in the interweaving of black and purple, this city looks particularly dark and depressing.

In front of the dark city gate, two rows of black-armored warriors stood there quietly, passing through the thick city gate. Blue-purple lighting lights were hung on both sides of the street inside. Under the dim light, occasionally a few pale-faced people walked by with eyes wide. Godless, like undead souls wandering in the underworld that have lost their souls...

"Is this hell? It's so gloomy!" Yang Pojun thought blankly as he looked at the scenery in the distance.

His eyes passed over the purple hanging moon, past the lifeless passers-by, past the solemn-looking black-armored warriors, and looked at the plaque hanging high on the city gate!

"Murder City?"

Yang Pojun's heart was shocked, and he suddenly realized something. At this moment, the picture in his mind collapsed and returned to boundless darkness.

After swallowing, Yang Pojun slowly opened his eyes uneasily, but what he saw was still darkness.

"I'm not dreaming, am I? That bastard actually threw me into the killing city? No, it shouldn't be a dream. How can a dream be so clear?"

"Huh... It seems that the boss really took action against me. She didn't kill me, but sent me to the Killing City? Did she want to imprison me for the rest of my life? Let me fend for myself here?"

Yang Pojun lay on the cold ground, recalling the scene he had just seen, trying to analyze the current situation in his mind...

There is no doubt that the person who can sneak up on him unknowingly from behind must be a strong person at the level of Titled Douluo. Otherwise, with his own mental strength and alertness, he would never even have a chance to react.

So, besides the Wuhun Palace, who else could be able to send out a powerful person at the Title Douluo level?

But here comes the question, why not choose to kill yourself?

Instead, he threw himself into the city of killing?

What's the purpose of doing this?

hiss……

No, I seem to have overlooked an important clue...

You can only enter but not leave the city of killing...

That is to say...

If you can throw yourself here, then the person who brought you in, even a titled Douluo, will never be able to get out easily...

Unless she is...

Damn... his breathing suddenly became rapid, as if he had discovered something incredible, Yang Pojun suddenly turned over and sat up, without waiting for him to look around!

Suddenly, a surprised voice came from the dark side:

"you're awake."

Yang Pojun was frightened, and then he realized that there was a man in black standing two meters away on the left!

Damn...I'm scared to death...

Yang Pojun felt unspeakable horror in his heart, just like taking a selfie in an abandoned house. After taking the photo home and developing it, he found a female ghost in white with disheveled hair standing behind him.

That sense of horror can send chills down your spine and numb your scalp.

There was no immediate response. Yang Pojun calmed down his slightly complicated mood, pondered over his words for a few seconds, and then asked: "Is this the capital of killing?"

The woman in black spoke in a rather brisk tone, showing that she was in a very good mood: "Yes, this is the capital of killing!"

Well, according to common sense, as the guides of the killing city, they have already become insensitive, even in the face of bloody killings, they do not change their expressions.

There is indeed a reason why she, who has always been unsmiling, showed such obvious emotions...

It has been two days since Yang Pojun was thrown here. Due to the majesty of that adult, he could only stay here and not have time to poop.

Of course, Yang Pojun cannot know these things.

"Why did I appear here?" After receiving a positive answer, Yang Pojun's expression became more complicated: "Who brought me here?"

"I'm sorry, I can't answer this question for you!" Shaking her head, the woman in black sounded regretful and a little uneasy.

"Okay, then tell me, did the person who brought me here stay in the Killing City, or did he go out?" Staring at the woman in black with twinkling eyes, Yang Pojun couldn't help but breathe a little heavier.

"This..." After a slight hesitation, the woman in black's face suddenly turned very ugly. The adult had told him not to tell him the real situation.

"Okay, I get it..." After exhaling, Yang Pojun patted his butt and stood up...