Cultivate with an African God

It was an endless darkness.

When his ability was sealed and he put on the shackles, he was dragged to a place blindfolded.

He probably remembered that it was from the outside land, and then he was taken to a building, then to the bottom of the water, and then taken to a prison cell.

His skin and flesh were worn out due to the rough dragging, and mixed with sand and dust, it was painful.Being soaked in water, even Mu Xinghe's body felt a little unbearable.

But he couldn't speak, something was stuffed in his mouth, and he was extremely embarrassed.

When Mu Xinghe was locked in the cell, his whole body was wet, sticking to his body, and getting colder and colder.He couldn't see anything, he could only feel that he was tied hand and foot, hanging from the wall, and the chains were tinkling.

When all this was dealt with, he saw a glimmer of light.

It was a dark and cramped room without even a window, and there was nothing in the room except the chains that bound him.

And a young man stood in front of him, ready to turn around, as if he was about to leave.

Mu Xinghe frantically shook his hands, and the iron chain slammed into the wall with a bang, but the man ignored him and left straight away.

He closed the door - Mu Xinghe could deduce from the sound that it was a rather heavy iron door. All the light that Mu Xinghe saw disappeared with the closing of the iron door. At the moment the door was closed, he It seems to have fallen into the boundless darkness.

Darker than night, heavier than nightmare.It seems to be in a coma.

The wet clothes stuck to his body and the wound mixed with sand and gravel, the constant discomfort and bursts of pain made him understand that this was not a dream.

He has indeed been imprisoned for an inadvertent act.

He couldn't see any light here, there was no difference between opening and closing his eyes, and he couldn't hear any sound, as if all senses were taken away-only pain reminded him that he was still alive.

Because the physical feeling was so uncomfortable that he couldn't ignore it, and he didn't even have the energy to think about anything else.

By the time he finally turned his attention away from his discomfort, his clothes were almost drying with his own heat.In all the passing time, he did only one thing - get the obstruction out of his mouth.

They gave him such a standard prison, but underestimated how boring he was, and didn't restrain Mu Xinghe with acupuncture or other methods.At least when Mu Xinghe was still a person who thought that cultivation was just a sycophant, and when he didn't have any supernatural power, he had already thought about what he would do if he was restrained and couldn't speak and call for help. His worrying about life like this was caused by As a result, he used many methods to block his mouth, and then tried to crack them one by one.

Although the situation he encountered today was a bit more embarrassing than what he had expected at the beginning, but because the previous experience was still there, he spent some effort and finally got the obstacle out.

After he was able to make a sound, he stared at the darkness, dazed for a while, and the first thing he said was a dirty word——

"Oh shit."

Mu Xinghe originally thought that someone would come to interrogate him soon, otherwise it would be pointless to take him here.

However, it took him a while to remove the thing that blocked his voice, and he was stunned for a while, but there was still no movement outside.

Mu Xinghe's eyes couldn't catch anything in the darkness, he thought for a moment, and decided to shout crazily.

He whimpered and yelled for a while, but there was no response.

No one answered, Mu Xinghe began to feel bored, and shouted such things as "the old society turns people into ghosts, and the new society turns ghosts into people", "Three years to surpass the British, five years to catch up with the United States", "How bold are people, Slogans like "how productive the land is" still ignored him.

Mu Xinghe thought about it for a while, and then started talking loudly about his heroic deeds in the underground world, including making up the power from the ancient times in the underground world and the process of gaining the power, but there was still no response.

Mu Xinghe spoke dryly, and finally stopped.

Once he stopped talking, the surroundings fell into a frozen silence, and even the sound of his breathing could not be heard.

He couldn't find a point of sight, it was all pitch black, as if he was trapped in a coma or a cage of nightmares, even if he tried his best, he couldn't escape this darkness, and even the remaining thoughts seemed useless or even Become a burden - these useless thoughts can only bring mental burden to people, it is better to sleep.

Probably only the uncomfortable feeling of having his hands and feet in the chains reminds him that he really exists.

Even Mu Xinghe didn't know how long time had passed. There was no light in the prison, so he couldn't judge the sunrise and sunset at all, and the temperature inside the prison was always sticky and wet, and he couldn't feel the day and night through the temperature change. .

This is a prison like a nightmare.

In desperation, Mu Xinghe even thought of using his meditation cycle to estimate the time.But when he fell into the spiritual world, he found that he couldn't mobilize even a trace of true energy, and the road ahead seemed to be covered with ice, and he couldn't move forward even a single step.

Mu Xinghe had been working hard to find a solution just now, but now his heart was slowly sinking, his heart was icy cold.

He had indeed lost his strength, and was sealed by his "friend"—he probably thought for a few moments that Chu Zhi would be his friend—by himself.

Then, being humiliated and suffering all the way, he came to this prison.

A desensitized prison without light, without sound, or any sense of the passage of time.

In fact, Mu Xinghe could easily figure out the purpose of setting up such a prison, but to deprive him of his senses and make him collapse as soon as possible.

But even if he understood this, after a long period of loss of feeling, he was still upset after all.

He couldn't control his emotions a little bit.

He thought it was the frustration brought about by failure, but he felt that he hadn't thought about the ending of failure. He felt that as long as he thought his choice was right, he would never regret it.

— but there is a kind of upset that is the result of thinking you were right and then being wrong anyway.

His wrists were sore.The moist and cold air seeped into his flesh and blood along the wound, as if being pricked by needles from time to time.

In fact, Mu Xinghe wasn't too afraid of pain. Before, every battle he fought was so dangerous. Pain was basically a necessity. Although he often found it unbearable, he was probably used to it.What made him feel uncomfortable was today's embarrassment... and Chu Zhina's hands that restrained him.

Mu Xinghe thought for a long time, did he make a mistake, did he make a wrong judgment?

He really didn't regard Chu Zhi as a true friend, even though Chu Zhi had done so many things for him, he still didn't give him unreserved trust.Mu Xinghe is not a person who is easy to give trust to others. It can even be said that he sometimes has a lot of heart, but if Zhong Zijin says to give him the final blow to turn the world around and tell him not to make a move, then Mu Xinghe is also willing. Waiting for him to make the blow that turned the world around.

Mu Xinghe didn't dare to leave his safety to Chu Zhi to decide, it was his problem, but——even if he didn't regard him as a friend at all, he still gave him almost all-or-nothing trust.

Knowing that Chu Zhi has deadly means to deal with him and not being on guard is his greatest tolerance to this person in his habitual reservations.

However, even this tolerance has led to such evil results.

Does he not even need to deliver a little bit of understanding and trust to others from the beginning?

He is not a person suitable for dating. If the best relationship is trust in giving everything to the other party, then he really doesn't have it.

He felt that he had done nothing wrong, he had prepared himself, and he was not very angry at Chu Zhi's betrayal of King Queye, and he even understood it a little bit.

But why is he sad now, why is he feeling irritable now?

Mu Xinghe actually knew that he shouldn't think about these things that he couldn't understand. What he should think about is how to make himself more comfortable in this environment, how to find a chance to escape, what he should think about is that he should How to do what you want to do.

But now he can hardly control his thoughts, the frustration that hasn't happened to him for a long time makes him almost like drowning, trapped in numerous emotions and unable to get out.

He thought that he wanted to find Shen Xiu in the first place. Even if he could clearly realize that the things here are not troublesome to the boss, even if there is trouble, with his own ability, he can't help much, but he can also He clearly felt that if he didn't look for Shen Xiu, no one would lose, but he would only be sorry for himself, so he just went.

But he still couldn't find Shen Xiu, and he put himself in danger.If all of this was planned by Shen Xiu, then did his intervention bring him trouble instead?

——He is indeed selfish and egotistical, for his own mood and the overall situation is like a fart.

He said it was for Shen Xiu, but did he know Shen Xiu?

Those thoughts were too messy, like dense silk threads, tightly bound him inside.And beyond this cocoon woven by negative emotions, there is a long darkness without sound or light.

Mu Xinghe lost his way in this darkness.

He himself didn't know how long he had been meditating. He floated up and down in the numb thoughts, his limbs almost lost consciousness due to the long restraint, and he didn't feel much.

However, he saw a light, which was too dazzling, and he instinctively wanted to block it.However, the hands didn't seem to belong to him, as if all his strength had disappeared, and he was just a wandering spirit in the world.

The dazzling light gradually dimmed as his eyes adapted.

A figure was reflected in the gray light. It looked like a young man. It was not as strong as a warrior, but it was as flexible as a green bamboo. A few strands of hair fell down on the forehead, but it couldn't cover the blood-red plum blossom on the forehead.

The blood-colored plum blossom seemed to be the only bright color in this gray-white-black world, and it was extremely dazzling.

Mu Xinghe raised his eyes tiredly, with a bit of dullness, and smiled, that smile was just his habit of getting along with others, but at this moment, he was different from the past, extremely listless: "Hey... the standard is still a bit high."

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