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The man in the corner said sympathetically, "You're done."

After waiting for the jailer to leave, Cheng Yunzhi looked away, returned to the man, and raised his eyebrows in doubt: "Friend, tell me in detail?"

The man straightened his back slightly, and immediately groaned in pain, clutching his waist and remained silent for a long time.

It must have been sitting in the corner for too long, and it was hard to follow the waist.

"Does it need to be explained in detail?" The man rubbed his waist and spread his hands, "Look at us, and then at you."

Cheng Yuzhi poked his head over and took a closer look, and found that his outstretched hands were covered with black dust and dirt, and he even wiped it on his face without hesitation.

He looked around and found that almost everyone was like this. They had wiped themselves dirty and black, so it was best not to see their original appearance.

He lowered his head again and looked at himself.

Hey, the clothes are clean and tidy, the hands and face are equally fair, and even the long hair is also clean and fluffy, hanging straight behind the back, it looks like someone who just came from the foggy city.

It seems to be in two worlds with the others in the cell.

Cheng Yuzhi immediately understood: "In order to avoid being picked out early for blood food?"

The man nodded: "Yes. But if you wipe it off now, it probably won't work,"

He shook his head, grabbed the stack of straw, and covered his stomach with finely divided straw, which served as a thin quilt, "I've already been seen, and you're probably on the list in the hands of the jailer."

"Wait," he suddenly remembered something, turned his head again, looked at Cheng Yunzhi, and suddenly realized, "You don't need to be eaten!"

Cheng Yunzhi was curious: "Is there any way?"

The man clenched his fist and knocked on the head: "Look at you, you have thin skin and tender flesh, and you look pretty good. Maybe a few big demon cultivators will take a fancy to you and take you away for the backyard, so you don't have to be eaten as blood !"

Almost everyone became excited, dragging their weak legs, crawled through most of the cell, and fell straight in front of Cheng Yuzhi.

Both of his eyes were puffed up as if inflated, staring closely at Cheng Yunzhi's beautiful face.

The more you watch it, the more interesting it becomes.

Even the voice was intermittent: "You, you... must be chosen, really! What I said must be true!"

The man tightly grasped Cheng Yunzhi's shoulders, almost crying: "You are going to be taken away by the big shots, you must let us out! They allowed someone to go with you from the cell!"

"Please, please, for the sake of showing you a clear path, take me away, take me away, okay..."

He fully saw the hope of life, and his hands trembled.

Ever since falling into the misty city that year, wandering in the streets, and witnessing scenes of demon cultivators eating people all over the city, the sky almost fell apart, the sky was dark, and I felt that I was going to be buried here forever, and there was no way to escape.

God, what evil did he do in his previous life!

Later, he thought desperately, maybe he could practice the exercises of the Misty City.

Even...even if he also becomes a monster that eats people, violates ethics and destiny, that's it.It can also survive.

Later, I learned about the festival day.

He thinks he's done.

Even in death, his soul cannot leave this city.

If you can't return to your homeland, what's the point of living and dying for a while.

He lived in silence, doing the most tiring and difficult jobs to support himself, walking around the streets, just to sell a steamed bun.

As long as he met Moxiu, he would bow down, beat and scold him, and was kicked to the sewer like a dog, covered in sewage.

He endured all of these.

One day, he met a little girl who also fell in by accident.

That girl was going to be taken away for blood food, he couldn't bear it, he rushed up and nodded, bowing his head, and wanted to take out all his wealth to redeem her alive.

Those fragments of spirit stones were kicked over.

The girl struggled to shed blood, but was still taken away.

His legs were kicked off, Moxiu walked away.

The movement here also alarmed the city management patrol, thinking that he disrespected Moxiu, and the crime was aggravated, so he was thrown into the cell and made a sacrifice.

Nothing was saved.

His life is also gone.

Relying on plastering, he shrank in a corner, luckily not being taken away as an offering.

Now that Cheng Yuzhi's hope was grasped, his arms couldn't support the weight of his body, and he slammed heavily on the ground: "Please, please, spare my life, I'll be your cow and horse... ..."

His movement also awakened the other prisoners in the cell, and they all realized that the opportunity to leave here was at hand.

Countless hands stretched out, wanting to grab the hem of Cheng Yunzhi's clean and tidy robe.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at him, from left to right, from bottom to top.

From the dim corner to the other end full of lights, stare at him closely.

"Also, add me..."

"Please, I want to live too!"

"Let me get out of here...I really want to, really want to live!"

Drowning people want to live, so do they, they have to cling to someone they can call for help.

Cheng Yun took a step back.

Their hearts were half cold.

However, the pretty young man squatted down and replied calmly: "Okay."

His eyes are half downcast, the light and shadow on his face are flickering, it is a good-looking, quiet face, there is a little melancholy in his brows and eyes, but the same, it can't offset the firm determination.

Someone suddenly remembered that they had seen him somewhere before.

Cheng Yuzhi promised softly; "I will take you out."

There was a clatter in the frame, and the next cell was suddenly silent.

Behind the railing, countless longing faces were squeezed out.

That person was right, Cheng Yunzhi was indeed the first batch to be sacrificed and taken out of the cell.

They walked through the long corridor, and once the darkness passed, the entire field of vision brightened.

Outside, there is such an empty and huge square!

A bloody breeze blew from the other side, and many people began to cry when they smelled it.

The jailer took them to a pure black high platform and tied them to thick wooden posts.

The hour has come.

Countless demon cultivators poured in from outside the square, occupying an inch of space here, licking the delicate flesh and blood standing on the high platform with greedy eyes.

Cheng Yunzhi had never seen so many demon cultivators huddled together in one place openly, having such a terrifying gathering.

They whispered, they inspected the offerings, like guests before buying and selling, and looked at them critically.

A gaze focused on Cheng Yunzhi.

The second way, the third way.

count.

There were also whispers among the demon cultivators, which seemed to be deliberately spoken for others to hear.

"The one in the middle looks really nice."

"You think so beautifully..."

"It's estimated that they will be taken away and made into blood food? Impossible."

"I don't know which adult's backyard I want to fill. It's a pity that the beauty doesn't see the light of day. It's a pity. It's better to fill your stomach and mine now, and it will be a happy ending!"

"Are you really not afraid?"

"Afraid? What are you afraid of... Anyway, after practicing this technique..."

And the protagonist of the festival was also lifted up on the high platform under the eyes of everyone.

Cheng Yuzhi looked over, couldn't help but gasped, and frowned!

Demon cultivators were obviously on the stage, but they seemed to have undergone a mutation, they were already unconscious, their faces were covered with scales, and their long tongues were sticking out, rolling them twitching.

This appearance is so similar to the sea guard!

He immediately remembered a sentence that Baici once said: "...the waste from our place ended up here."

A man dressed as a priest came to the stage and made a quiet gesture.

All the demon cultivators shut up and listened to him.

The priest said: "Unfortunately, there are still many of our compatriots who have not survived the obstacles left by the Misty Patriarch, and have fallen into endless loss."

Someone began to think carefully again.

For example, Cheng Yunzhi could hardly hear the complete sentences of "Caution", "You don't eat anymore", "Not much time" and other fragmentary words.

The priest raised his hands, the mist rose, and the ground cracked.

A spacious river appeared on the left side of the square, the river bank was pitch black, and the end was endless fog, which swallowed the end of the river.

The mutated magicians on the table twisted and struggled, their faces were ferocious, and slender and sharp nails grew from the tips of their fingers, scratching themselves one after another.

The priest said flatly, "These guys ate too much and couldn't control it."

His voice was loud, with a hint of insignificant evil: "I hope everyone will be warned—"

This is the purpose of holding this festival.

After practicing the Misty City Kungfu, you will not be able to bear the temptation of flesh and blood;

However, if you really eat flesh and blood, it will accelerate the mutation, and in the end it is still a dead word.

It is not yet known how many people will be sucked into the Misty City in the coming days. In order to leave, they have to practice this technique, and in the end they will end up as human beings, ghosts and ghosts.

So the priest warned all the demon cultivators: endure the temptation.

With a splash, those mutated magicians got into the water.

Everyone saw with their own eyes that after entering the water, their long hair fell off, and their flippers and fins quickly grew to move in the water. Their faces and bodies were covered with scales, and their opened eyes were dark and lifeless.

The priest shouted: "Bloodletting—"

Put down the blood food, fill their stomachs, and then drive them to swim towards the end of the fog!

Cheng Yunzhi made a decisive decision, tore off the rope in his hand, drew out the long sword, and pierced the priest's heart with lightning speed.

Kill him with a sword, and he will not be able to say a word!

The light of the sword was like lightning, cutting off the ropes on the offerings.

The broken rope fell to the ground, and the liberated offering froze in place with a look of bewilderment.

He was familiar with the road, stepped on the body of the dead priest, and stretched out his hand.

In an instant, countless people stretched out their hands to rest on his palm.

Cheng Yuzhi gently held the fingers of the person in front, and motioned for them to pull one by one in the chaotic kung fu of the demon cultivators in the audience.

The person in front was so weak that he almost knelt on the ground, but he held on.

He raised his face, and the first thing he saw was Cheng Yunzhi's calm eyes, and the three tiny golden tassels hanging down from the neckline!

The people behind them held hands one by one, not knowing what they were doing and where they were going next... But at least they knew that someone was saving them!

He was in a trance, and the golden tassels overlapped in his memory, gradually evolving into two figures.

Shouted: "Guide! It's a guide!"

Cheng Yunzhi showed a lazy and gentle smile.

Before the first magic cultivator went up to the high platform and the first spell hit, he said: "Hold on to me, let's go."

The secret method was activated, and the offering disappeared in place, while Cheng Yunzhi raised his head.

He saw thousands of demon cultivators rushing forward like a tide, and the smelly magic power rose up and rolled into a hurricane like a broken bamboo in the air.

In the sky and on the ground, magic power wove a huge net to envelop him.

There was a flash of inspiration on the only offering left behind, and the magic net was closed!

He missed it!