Today is the second day that Zhu Hai lives in the toilet of the "luxury sex suite". Zhu Hai was very satisfied with this accommodation condition, although he was trapped, but after a night of observation, his spiritual power was still running, and he was getting stronger every moment. Zhu Hai put his mind at ease, and his anxiety was also put down a lot, after all, there were very few people who knew that they were in this prison, and if someone really tracked down the Changchun Sutra, he would be much safer, and in this prison, it would be very difficult for anyone to be unfavorable to him. Now this is a small safe house for Zhu Hai.

Lying on the bed with Erlang's legs crossed, looking up at the dark ceiling, Zhu Hai was thinking nonsense. When he first entered this cell yesterday, Zhu Hai was full of excitement and carefully explored every inch of the cell. I don't know what the wall is made of, it is very strong, and it can even absorb spiritual power, so scared that Zhu Hai quickly stopped, you must know that the spiritual power in your body is just a little bit, Changchun internal force is constantly running, improving your body, it will consume a lot of spiritual power, and then dig out the body power buried in the depths from the body, this power is very mysterious, it seems to be the body's own, a kind of power derived from genes, the soul, if there is no spiritual power, then you can't continue to become stronger. Zhu Hai felt that his Changchun spiritual power was originally exploring the power in the depths of his body, but there had been a large amount of spiritual energy injected into his body, so that he didn't notice such a situation.

Having said that, the bed in this cell will definitely not be as comfortable as the bed in a five-star hotel, but Zhu Hai, who is now a cultivator, doesn't care whether it is a hard bed or a soft bed, anyway, he is not as hard as his body. Living here, having fun in the midst of suffering, fantasizing about living in a five-star hotel. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look forward to the food in this prison, and I thought that it would be nice if the food and accommodation conditions matched.

"Hey, the human next door, can you hear me?" a shrill voice came. Zhu Hai lay on the bed and didn't move, "Awake, who are you, you have something to say." "Anyway, we can't see each other now, and we can't touch each other, so it doesn't matter if the attitude is sideways. As for the future, it is estimated that after those "high-ranking officials" have finished distributing Fang Cao's inheritance, they will be able to go out.

"Look at you, I'll be able to go out soon, and I'd like to ask you to help me go out to my friends. The shrill voice from next door continued. "Oh, how can you be so sure I'll be going out soon, maybe I'll be behind you. Zhu Hai didn't care, dangling Erlang's legs. "I'm a little different from you, although we are all locked up in this place where the crime is the lightest, but I am the "fighter" in this prison, I am not free, I guess it will be difficult to get out. The shrill voice next door sounded a little lonely.

"Fighter?"

"Yes, Fighter!"

"Can you elaborate on that? "The first time I heard that there were fighters in prison, it was so strange that it immediately aroused Zhu Hai's interest.

"It's not a secret anymore, it's like an arena. It's just that in this prison, there is no aura, and it all relies on physical combat, so it is more bloody, which means more beautiful for those big people. It's also a joke to say, this remote Qingxi City, because of the characteristics of this prison, is very famous in the circle of those big people. Even the legend of the city lord of Qingxi City made a fortune by relying on this and sat in the position of the city lord. The shrill voice calmed down as it said something like this, as if it had seen through the reality and accepted it.

Zhu Hai could only face it in silence. In the arena in prison, fists are fists to flesh, blood is splashed, and there is no difference between victory and defeat, only life and death. No wonder the cellmate next to him didn't think he could get out.

"Brother, I promised you. If there is anything I say, I will bring it for you when I go out. In the end, Zhu Hai's heart softened, and he decided to bring this to his fellow inmates. After all, when he died, there was still someone who knew who he was.

"By the way, brother, your surname, I haven't asked you who you are after chatting for so long. ”

"My name is Jin Hao, and I am a member of the Jinpeng Demon Clan. After the words fell, there was a long silence. "It turns out that you are a demon clan, no wonder you are so popular here, the body of the demon clan is much stronger than our human race. "Zhu Hai actually doesn't have any concept of race, most of the people he has seen in the past are human beings, or human beings with a little bit of blood from other races, and he has not seen the demon clan in the right way. "Since you are a demon clan, then you can talk to me about the interesting facts of your demon clan. I'm from the countryside and don't understand a lot of things. "It's rare to meet a demon clansman, and it's good to know more. "Our demon clan, in fact, we get along with you Terran, but we worship the strong more, whoever is strong is the boss, and there are not so many rules, you can eat and drink if you want...... Jin Hao may have not spoken for too long, and when he met such an audience as Zhu Hai, he suddenly opened the conversation box, and talked endlessly, mentioning his hometown, this powerful "fighter" voice became gentle.

In this way, the two chatted, Zhu Hai slowly understood the information of this demon clan that fused the world, Jin Hao may have been in prison for a year or two, according to Jin Hao, basically he will have a game every month. And he's already won twenty-five games. He's already a guy who's strong enough in this big prison on the surface.

"It's time to eat, stand in front of the door. "There was a loud voice from the cell, it was the jailer who had come and was going to take them to the cafeteria to eat, and then go out on a routine exercise.

Zhu Hai and Jin Hao also stopped talking, this was the first time Zhu Hai had eaten since he was imprisoned and felt the atmosphere of the prison. The current arrangement reminded Zhu Hai of the Hollywood blockbusters he had seen on TV before, the scene of a big fight when he disagreed with him during dinner. A little curious, he stood up according to the jailer's request, ready to leave the cell and go to the cafeteria, and by the way, he could see what this fighter Jin Hao looked like, and whether he was a "birdman" like the one drawn in those cartoons.

"Wow, you look so cool!"

"I... I'm pretty ordinary. ”

As soon as Zhu Hai walked out of the cell door, he immediately turned his head to look at Jin Hao, and saw that this Jin Hao of the Jinpeng clan looked like: three feet tall, with flickering golden feathers, especially the eyes covered by golden shadows, which were even more dazzling. Although this dress is really a little tattered, this is also something that cannot be helped, after all, in the prison cell, people rely on clothes, but even so, that kind of masculinity and handsomeness are very compatible and stand out among a group of prisoners. After listening to Zhu Hai's praise, Jin Hao was still shy. I don't know if it's because I feel Zhu Hai's true feelings or because I'm not old and not deep.