How to make the white lotus surrender

The dark city of Thousand Faces.

In the dark hall, there is only a small part of the bright color supported by a luminous lamp on the central stage.

A man in a black hood came in from outside the gate. He opened the gate and respectfully guided the several purple-clothed guests behind him.

"My lord, these are the first batch of goods that arrived this time. The dark workshop will invite you to come and pick them immediately."

The distinguished guest in purple has long hair and a curved moon mask covering half of his face. His eyes are full of evil spirits. The pupils of his eyes are not pure black, but rather dark purple.

When the man in purple stepped into the hall, the man in the black hood went to the central platform and pressed a switch.

With a rustling movement, the surrounding scene was completely exposed.

Nearly a hundred bright lights lit up in the dark, all the hidden corners of the hall were illuminated, and the black black iron cage was revealed in front of everyone.

Like a densely packed prison, the iron cages are stacked one on top of the other, and a row of nearly ten and a half person-high iron cages are stacked together, and this cycle goes on and on, connecting together to form a cage-shaped circle.

With such a closed iron cage, when the lights are suddenly on, the luster of the black iron is reflected, which makes people feel cold and shudder.

The cage is full of people curled up in one corner or demon cultivators, demon cultivators, and even some unformed beasts, beautiful and ugly, it seems that all kinds of forms in the world are concentrated here.

The half-exposed pale lips of the man in purple curled up a bit, and he casually took off the black gloves on his hands. His five fingers were frighteningly white, but there was a strange blush on the joints. There seemed to be traces of stitching, as if five fingers had been sewn onto a doll.

A luxurious female voice sounded slowly, like pearls falling into the spring: "The quality of the goods this time is good."

The man in purple smiled, approached an iron cage, squatted down, stretched his hand into the cage pitifully, and caressed the handsome and peaceful face of the young man in the cage casually, his voice slowly changed into a deep male voice: "Look at this little face, this delicate appearance, if you meet a ghost, don't faint from fright."

The man in the black hood bowed slightly, and said softly: "I heard that Dusheng City Lord likes to see the strong and the weak fight the most. The more bloody, the more he likes it. This young man was sent in yesterday. He is said to be weak but also has full resilience. , the appearance is also extremely high-quality, presumably it is very in line with the preferences of the city lord."

The man in purple raised his eyelids lightly, and this time his voice was a mixture of male and female, extremely strange, as if two people were in the same body: "Anjiao, don't speculate about the city lord's preferences indiscriminately. The puppet is you."

The man in the black hood suddenly lowered his head, swallowed slightly, and said in a low voice: "My servant is rude, please forgive me, Master Mo Xuan."

The man in black felt a little uneasy, for fear that this man would go crazy and kill him directly.This Mo Xuan is the most powerful successor in Dusheng City. It is said that he has two souls in one body and two souls.

The distinguished guest in purple ignored him, and his pale fingers caressed casually on the white jade-like face of the young man in the cage, as ambiguously as a lover.

After a while, he chuckled, and suddenly tapped the artery on the side of the young man's neck with his fingertips. As expected, a person reacted extremely quickly when facing death, and the young man in the cage almost subconsciously mobilized his spiritual power and tried his best to escape This finger.

Mo Xuan's deep purple eyes seemed to be dancing with flames, and he said softly in a light and thin female voice: "Look, you actually asked me to meet a little girl who pretended to be sleeping."

Yu Deng's complexion was pale, he was lucky enough to calm down the disorder of spiritual energy in his meridians, and he couldn't move or speak a word for a while.

Yu Deng never thought that he would be noticed by this weird guy. When he was lucky to block, his aura was not enough at all, so he had to mobilize the power of his soul to make up for it, but his senior sister had been separated from him for many days. You can't touch the power of the soul, and if you use it, the meridians will flow backwards, your whole body will feel hot, and it will be difficult to adjust your breath.

Mo Xuan got up slowly, and the curve of his lips slowly slackened down. His eyes looked at the man in the black hood with cool eyes: "The dark workshop has been taking over the business for many years, and such mistakes can happen. You Said, is it time to change a group of people to take care of it?"

The man in black didn't dare to answer, he just knelt down, trembling with fright.

Mo Xuan squinted his eyes, looked at the young man in the eye cage, and after a long while slowly selected dozens of goods, then he said slowly: "Okay, don't do this kind of thing again, take these people, Send it to Dusheng City together with that little Jiaoer, within an hour, the puppets will be waiting for you at the entrance of the teleportation formation."

Hearing the words, the man in black couldn't help thanking him, and made a dull sound with his forehead on the ground, which was extremely creepy.

The distinguished guest in purple and the few attendants behind him slowly left the hall. Mo Xuan paused his steps, raised his eyebrows lightly, thinking to himself, today is really strange, not to mention that it is the first time he saw a person who can still be sober under the hands of the dark workshop, so he said That young man actually had a bit of the aura of City Lord Dusheng faintly on him, it was really surprising.

But Mo Xuan felt that the feeling at that moment might just be an illusion.

Of course, he knows the temperament of the city lord of Dusheng very well. Not to mention the bloody scene in the city a few days ago, sometimes even he would feel for a moment that the lord of the city might be completely crazy, and the destruction of the city of Dusheng was only done there. A lunatic thought.

For so many years, everyone who came close to City Lord Dusheng had almost died, either turned into puppets, or completely disappeared.

Mo Xuan knew how to save his life. Basically, he would go out of the city after receiving the mission, and then move on to the next mission. As long as he didn't get close to that lunatic, he would be able to survive for a while.

When Yu Deng opened his eyes again, he found that he was surrounded by a cage made of silver rocks.

This cage was extremely large, and in the cage besides him, there were many familiar faces of cultivators, demon cultivators, or demon cultivators.

Yu Deng's heart sank a little, he glanced around to make sure he hadn't seen Xie Ling.

After the purple-clothed man discovered the means they used to avoid the dark workshop, the people in the dark workshop searched again and arrested Xie Ling. The two were forced to feed unknown medicinal powder, and directly Passed out.

Yu Deng sighed, he really never thought that just after leaving the wolf's den, he entered the tiger's den again.

Everyone quietly huddled aside, and they seemed to be sober. They seemed to know where they were, but no one tried to resist luck.In other words, they all know that their aura is completely blocked, their hands and feet are weak, and they are not even comparable to mortals. Rather than struggling meaninglessly, they might as well wait quietly, maybe there is still a glimmer of life when it is their turn to desperately.

"Da da da."

The sound of footsteps came slowly, and a man in blue with no expression on his face walked slowly.

Yu Deng opened his eyes and looked over, the man in blue was very strange, his movements were a little stiff, and his eyes turned in a very strange direction, turning up and down in rotation, he was like a horror doll.

His voice was also very flat, as if there was no human emotion at all: "The hunting ground is about to open, please prepare for the entry of No. 001."

Yu Deng frowned, but suddenly found a string of numbers on the back of his hand.

002.

Yu Deng's heart sank suddenly.

"I don't want to go up, I will definitely die, who doesn't know the ghosts in Dusheng City? Rather than being torn to pieces by ghosts, I might as well die here!!"

A fierce voice suddenly sounded, with a bit of sharp madness.

The man in the commoner clothes seemed to be a demon cultivator, and his handsome face looked a bit hideous, but the man in the blue clothes seemed to be unable to see or hear, and said: "Those who enter the venue disobey the order, and they will be teleported into the venue immediately."

As soon as the voice fell, the figure of the man in commoner clothes disappeared in place.

But the man in blue cast his dull eyes on Yu Deng, and slowly pulled out a weird smile. Yu Deng could even see the faint silver and sharp teeth in the mouth of the blue man, which was creepy .

Yu Deng tightly clenched his fists, and a feeling of fear slowly surged in his heart like a tide.

For a moment, the man in blue stared directly at Yu Deng, and said in a drawn-out voice, "The first round is over, please get ready for No. 002."

Yu Deng took a deep breath and stood up slowly.

He lowered his eyes and followed the man in blue out of the cage.

At this time, the fear of the unknown in my heart dissipated instead.

He was brought to the entrance of the hunting ground, obediently asked the man in blue to unblock him and give him spiritual power.

Feeling the fullness of the body, the sight becomes clearer.

Yu Deng raised his eyes to look at the silver-white high platform in the distance. There seemed to be a dark golden seat on the top, and several corpses were lying on the steps of the seat. Blood flowed slowly from the silver-white steps. Soaked the dry bones below.

The man sitting on the top half leaning on a white cross-collar long robe with half-sleeved outer robe, the man's ink-splashed hair hangs down slowly from the couch, his figure is extremely tall and his bones are excellent, but he is too far away to see clearly Yu Deng can also be sure of the face, it must be an even more stunning beauty than Sui Qiong Luan Yu.

Sitting in that position, probably only the city lord of Dusheng City has this qualification.

Yu Deng let out a breath slowly, feeling very calm in his heart. He even thought in the mood that he could see such a powerful big boss in the original book who never showed up from beginning to end, which is probably considered a skill.

The sharp eagle's cry resounded through the sky, and there were turbid mournful clouds above the Demon Realm, as if it was a bad hint.

Yu Deng walked into the gate of the hunting ground, muscles all over his body tensed, his face condensed, just waiting for the monsters released from the dozens of cages to pounce on them.

The cold silver cage rose slowly, and some kind of flame was burning in the green pupils of the monsters.

It seems that this is a feast that is about to be unveiled.

Yu Deng lowered his head slowly, and summoned his long sword, those monsters could not wait to pounce on him.

He went straight with his sword, but soon, more and more monsters rushed from the cage.

Yu Deng gritted his teeth, and regardless of the danger of exploding, he directly drew out the power of the soul, and threw out the formation stones very quickly, forming a five-element yin-yang formation.

The five-element yin-yang formation is a very dangerous killing formation, but it consumes the power of the soul, and after a while, Yu Deng can't hold it anymore, and blood keeps flowing out of his mouth.

The spiritual power of the riot made his mind swell, and his vision gradually blurred.

At the moment before the darkness completely fell, he seemed to fall into a cool embrace.

Not warm, but with a very familiar gentleness, light and gentle breath wrapped around him, Yu Deng suddenly felt a sense of relief, don't have to worry about grievances, complications, joy and other emotions when dying It rushed towards him like a tsunami.

The blood from the corner of the young man's lips flowed onto the man's arm, and the ends of his beautiful eyes were stained red, and he whispered very aggrieved: "Senior sister, why did you come here?"

"I'm in so much pain."

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