Don’t get me wrong, immortals are all simple and unpretentious!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" More than a dozen figures came from all directions, all dressed in blood. Each of them had a white cloth tied on their head with the word "Prison" written on it. They formed a circle around Li Wudao's body. The god stared up warily.

After dozens of breaths, there was no movement.

Only then did everyone look at each other and study the bodies on the ground.

"Boss Lin, you are so dead that your head fell off..." One of the men in blood-clothed clothes said with a sneer.

The man called Lintou wore the same attire as everyone else, except that the "jail" on the other people's heads was black, while his was blood-colored.

Lin Bao squinted his eyes. He was only three meters tall and could knock his head off. This guy was unlucky.

For them, death is nothing. This is a blood prison, and a few people die every day. But those are the "puppet seeds" in the blood prison. Their lives are not even as good as those of the livestock in the slaughterhouse above, but the people in front of them are definitely not Blood prisoner.

It is impossible to say that it is an outsider. After much thinking, there is only one explanation, that is, another butcher from above accidentally broke into the mechanism and died here.

If you want to find out what's going on, you just need to go up there and do some exploration, but Lin Bao doesn't dare. His duty is to guard the blood prison. If he leaves his post without permission, he will lose his head.

"Scorpion, you throw the corpses into the pile of dead people and give the prisoners a meal of fresh meat tomorrow. Everyone should be more alert. Miss Meiji will come over in the evening and hand-pick the puppet seeds to be taken away tomorrow." After Lin Bao finished speaking, everyone Dispersed, leaving only the leper with a reluctant face.

"Isn't it good to live well? Why are you so curious? It doesn't matter if you die, but you have to work for me, grandpa, it's really unlucky!" The leper cursed and didn't stop moving his hands. He grabbed Li Wudao's head by his hair. , dragging Li Wudao's right leg with one hand, and moved forward slowly.

Behind him, a hand followed closely like a crab...

Following the rhythm of ups and downs, Li Wudao kept looking at the surrounding situation with his eyes closed.

No wonder it's called the Blood Prison. It doesn't look much different from a government prison. The empty underground space is divided into more than twenty "tofu block" cells. However, the guardrails are not made of wood, but thigh-thick semen. iron.

There are many prisoners in each cell, ranging from a dozen to dozens of people.

They were like animals waiting to be slaughtered on the table. Their wrists and ankles were chained to a thick iron plate, with their backs facing the sky.

These people were disheveled and had blood-red eyes. Some were crying softly, some were cursing, and even worse, they were banging the back of their heads against the iron plate...

There are also those who are unusually quiet, with empty eyes, as if they have lost their souls.

Anger, ignorance, madness, and madness all manifested themselves differently, making Li Wudao feel like he had entered a mental hospital.

But this is understandable. Anyone locked in this underground cage without seeing the light would go crazy after a long time!

There is a table outside the cage, with wine and meat on it. The blood-clothed jailers are eating and laughing, and it seems that they are already accustomed to the prisoners' reactions.

After passing dozens of similar cages until reaching the end of the passage, Li Wudao's eyes lit up. In the last cage, he spotted several familiar figures.

Zhou Zheng, Tieniu, and several government officials from Qingtian County.

Compared with those crazy prisoners, their spirits were relatively normal. After all, they had just arrived, but they could tell their mood at the moment through their furrowed brows.

Before he could take a few more glances, Li Wudao felt his eyes go dark. After walking a few more meters, the world began to spin. Damn it, that scoundrel threw his head away, but he still shook his hand three times before letting go. …

"Farewell, wretched man!"

Lezi was very satisfied with his throwing, then he dragged Li Wudao's right leg with both hands and piled him on the edge of the small mountain of corpses. Panting, Lezi did not forget to touch up his legs.

Somewhere on the top of the mountain of corpses, a man with a tigerish face murmured: "You are a leper, right? I will remember you!"

Laizi, who had just turned around, felt a chill on his back, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him. He couldn't help but make his hair stand on end. He wrapped his clothes tightly, trotted back to his seat, picked up the wine bottle and said, "Gudong, gudong..." "After a while of fierce pouring, I felt a little better.

"Pah!" The jailer opposite stood up angrily and gave the leper a slap in the face, "Damn it! Don't drink all my share!"

"Master Jiao, I always feel that this place is eerie..." The leper knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't dare to fight back, mainly because he couldn't beat him.

Meng Jiao rolled his eyes, "What the hell! This is underground, you can't even see the sun all day long, it's weird if it's not gloomy!"

Lezi picked up a piece of pig head meat and put it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "That's not what I mean, I mean there..." As he said that, he pointed in the direction of the mountain of corpses at the end with his chin, "From just now, I always feel that There is a pair of eyes watching us, please tell Lintou if you can change a cage for us, we are the only one in this place, and we are still right next to each other, I am a little scared!"

"Look at how cowardly you are, there are dead people there. How can you still jump up and bite you?" Meng Jiao sneered, "Besides, none of us have a few lives at our disposal! What if there is something wrong? , can you still survive until now?"

Lezi thought about it, took another bite of pig head meat, pointed to his cage, and whispered: "Master Jiao, are the officials from Qingtian County really locked up here?"

Meng Jiao curled up his big mouth, "That's quite wrong! This is what Lintou said himself. Look at the man with the Chinese character face. This guy claims to be a god hunter. It is said that he has a number one in Qingtian County. As a result, Dare If you provoke our Hu family, you will become a prisoner and become a puppet seed."

Zhou Zheng was extremely sensitive to the word "catching gods". His head was originally tilted, but he instantly turned to look at Meng Jiao and the two men, with uncontrollable hatred in his eyes.

Meng Jiao put the wine glass on the table and said fiercely: "Damn it! What are you looking at? I will dig out your eyeballs again!"