Master Xiao thinks about those years

After the white-clothed waiter left, there was a dead silence in the cell, and most of them dared not speak, and there was no need to speak.

The man who was originally in the cell huddled in the corner, as if any disturbance from the outside world could cause him great harm.

The target of Fu Nian is Yu Nian, and now trapped in this cell, he can't get any news about Yu Nian.So he turned his gaze to the man curled up in the corner.

"Hey, I want to ask you something!"

Fu Nian walked over in a dignified manner.

"Don't, don't eat me...don't..."

The man hugged his head, trembling all over, his pale face almost distorted.

"I didn't say I wanted to eat you, but I asked you something."

"Don't, don't eat me..."

The man's spirit seemed to have been greatly traumatized, he kept shaking his head and slurred his speech.

Fu Nian has always been soft, but if he comes hard, he simply tore off the man's clothes, forcing him to look directly at him: "I don't want to eat you, what do you know in this Raksha Mountain, tell me."

After staring at each other for ten seconds, the man saw the talisman clearly, and the fear in his eyes gradually faded away.

"Know what..." the man muttered to himself.While reading, tears came out of dry eyes in vain: "I don't know anything... Mount Luocha is a place for death row prisoners..."

Fu Nian looked at him coldly: "Then what have you been through?"

"Bath, incense... and then to this cell..."

"Then?"

"Then... I saw other people scrambling to eat each other." He sat on the ground slumped, leaning against the wall and said weakly: "The half-demon will not provide us with food, they will let us starve here, one day, two days Days, three days...until death, if you don't want to die, just tear your companion's body to eat..."

The man's lips trembled, and every word he uttered seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, exhausting all his strength.

Fu Nian knew that this person's fear had reached its peak, so he let go of his hand, allowing him to slump to the ground.

Turning around suddenly, he bumped into countless pairs of terrified eyes. The words just now fell into everyone's ears. The ordinary words and sentences formed a horrific scene, which played out a thrill in everyone's heart.

No one is not afraid.

Fu Nian glanced around, and felt a touch of firmness amidst the fear.He was stunned, Yan Chen stood there, his eyes were firm and slow, without causing any stormy waves, this kind of eyes was so similar to his master.

Face everything calmly.Take it easy.

It is useless to be afraid, and I can only wait for death if I am afraid.

However, apart from Yan Chen, there was one exception, that was a man with an ordinary face, he was lying on the carved wooden bed, leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, indifferent.This man is the same person that Yan Chen noticed before.

In such an environment of extreme fear, the man's insouciance seemed to be a kind of contempt, which inexplicably annoyed those who were terrified.In the same bad situation, why are you not afraid?

"Hey, aren't you afraid?" a villager who faced the rough voice said hoarsely.

no answer.

"Hey, what about you!" He was annoyed when he didn't get an answer.

The man then slowly opened his eyes and looked forward.It was as if he hadn't noticed someone talking to him until now.The man's eyes were plain with a kind of indifference, he looked up at the villager: "Are you talking about me?"

When he spoke, his voice was melodious and soft.

"Yes! It means you, the living people have already started to be eaten in the cell outside, aren't you afraid?"

"Of course I'm... afraid." The man said, but there was no fear on his face.It seems that this sentence is just for the occasion.As if feeling offended, the rough villager rushed forward and grabbed the man by the collar.

"Hey! Don't fight!"

"Do not impulse!"

Someone in the villagers shouted, and the rough villager followed like a demon, dragging the man and was about to drag him down.

Before the danger comes, the hearts of the people will be confused first.

"Let him go."

With a deep voice, Yan Chen pressed his hand from the side.

"What are you doing? I just can't understand him!" said the rough villager, gesturing to push Yan Chen away.

"Others are not afraid, so it hinders you? You are afraid yourself, so there is no need to drag others into the water."

A word that breaks the sky.

The fear hidden in the bottom of my heart was torn apart and displayed in front of others.

"Fuck it!" The rough and mad villager shook off the man in his palm, glared at Yan Chen and walked aside with hatred.

The man was no longer imprisoned, he was neither happy nor angry, he smoothed his black hair with his hands indifferently, tidied up his messy skirt, he didn't look at Yan Chen, and didn't have the slightest intention of thanking him.

Fu Nian stood aside with his arms folded, watching the scene in front of him with the mentality of watching a play.

People have their hidden inferiority. If it is not a peaceful and prosperous age, it will naturally show its ugly appearance.

Fu Nian is not a good person, and he is not prepared to be a good person.

He can clearly see these fears and desires to survive, and he also understands the desires in his heart.He is not the savior of the world, nor can he get rid of these people. He himself is already the stubborn rock in the mud.

A body smelly, a body dirty.

If you can't do it yourself, how can you go through what others say.

"What's your name?"

A calm voice sounded, Yan Chen looked at the man in front of him, never feeling annoyed by his indifference.

"Ah Qi." The man raised his head and took a straight look at Yan Chen.

"Are you...a villager at the foot of Rakshasa Mountain?"

"En." Ah Qi uttered a single tone, which was regarded as an answer.

Yan Chen looked at it calmly for a while, but didn't speak, and walked to the side and sat down.

Seeing this, Fu Nian sneered, walked up to Yan Chen, and sneered, "Is it fun to stick a hot face on a cold butt?"

Yan Chen glanced lightly and didn't speak, but his eyes clearly revealed the meaning of "unreasonable".

Bad guys are unreasonable.

Fu Nian was agitated, except for being better at teasing and spells, he seemed to be unable to beat Yan Chen in other aspects.

He was annoyed, he wanted to suppress this idiot whore, wanted to tear off the calmness on his face, wanted to see him panicked and terrified.

"The situation is so dangerous now, Mo Qing, if you beg me, I can consider protecting you."

Before Yan Chen could answer the lazy words, the names of the villages on the side rushed up as if grasping at straws.

"You have a way to get out?!"

"I beg you! Protect me!"

"Please protect me!"

Noisy, like a market, Fu Nian felt that there were countless hands on his back, and each pair was as sharp as a knife.

"Did I talk to you guys? Get out of here!" Fu Nian said with a gloomy expression.

The villagers were so frightened that they fell silent, and all flinched and withdrew their hands.

"Okay, now you can answer me, Mo Qing, please, I will protect you."

Fu Nian looked down at the person in front of him condescendingly.

Yan Chen was helpless, he didn't understand how Fu Nian had the face to say the word "protect" to him when he couldn't use any illusion?Did he teach him these bluffing tricks in his previous life?

He himself can still use his cultivation at any rate, and in times of crisis, he may have to protect the talisman.

"What? Can't bear to beg me?"

Fu Nian smiled mockingly.People around were still looking at Yan Chen eagerly, envious of him having such a good opportunity.Yan Chen shook his head, and said lightly to those people: "It's useless to beg him, self-protection is the best policy."

"you--!"

Yan Chen felt a headache when he heard this voice: "My lord, don't talk nonsense."

Ah!This idiot got into a fight with him today!

Fu Nian felt that it seemed that his usual discipline and punishment were not enough.Just let him start talking nonsense now.

"Please or not?" Fu Nian looked at Yan Chen coldly.

"Please useless"

"If you don't ask, I don't mind rehearsing the scene in the bath that day in front of so many people."

"you--!"

Yan Chen didn't expect that he would be able to use this trick, it's really indiscriminate.But Fu Nian was very satisfied with the effect brought about by these three indiscriminate methods. He looked at the person in front of him jokingly, and slightly opened his thin lips with an evil smile, "How about it? Do you want it?"

"I..." Yan Chen's fair face flushed, he squeezed his fingers tightly, and squeezed out two words: "Please."

"Well, that's right, but this deity has thought about it and is not going to protect you."

Yan Chen: ...

Why didn't he realize in his previous life that Fu Nian was a complete scoundrel?

After the uproar, the prison fell into silence again.A sense of tiredness swept through the room.

Several hours have passed since going up the mountain. After experiencing a series of mental shocks, someone finally couldn't resist the drowsiness and mental collapse, and closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

First No.1 took the lead in sleeping, and then followed by the second, third, fourth...

When reality collapses enough, dreams become the second habitat of human spirit and sex.

Everything that is illusory in the dream can also become a place of comfort.

"pat"

After a long time, a clear voice sounded, Yan Chen opened his eyes suddenly, the cold chain was opened, and the waiter in white stood at the door and said angrily: "Follow me!"

So the group got up in fear.

Yan Chen went outside only to find that they were not the only ones released, and most of the people in other rooms were also released.Those yellow and thin people who hadn't eaten for a long time followed slowly behind, looking weak like people going to a funeral.

The waiter in white led them forward, this time, instead of going to the small room with automatic lift, they went up the stairs.

After climbing three flights of stairs and entering through a narrow door, I came to a wide and empty dark room.

Yan Chen felt that this room was in line with the nature of Luocha Mountain and his name.

On both sides of the house stood tall iron frames, with funnel-shaped objects on the iron frames, on which clusters of blue flames burned.

A carpet as red as blood was spread on the ground, and the carpet stretched into the darkness beyond the reach of the fireworks in the distance, as if there was a monster lurking there.

The white-clothed waiter backed away, and the masked half-demon master came out from the side. He stood in front and bowed his head: "Shanzhu, everyone has been brought here, the game begins."