In a chaotic black forest that does not see the light of day, among the mountains and forests, the black paste is rich, with a light ink like light drawing, gloomy and gloomy, and the whole heaven and earth exude an incomprehensible atmosphere, like a mystery-like color. The forests around the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion are squeezed so breathlessly that the craggy strange stones are all strange stones printed with a picture of a mouth and face, as if they were specially described by someone with a heart. The steep mountain gorges, endless trees, and icy air are daunting.

In the depths of the forest, there seemed to be the sound of some animal breathing, because it was so quiet that you could hear the slow breathing coming from the depths of the forest. Suddenly, a terrible scream resounded throughout the bottomless forest. There was only a sound that startled the crows hidden in the forest, and I saw that the blue sky was suddenly black, and then it was gradually dispersed, and a trace of visible light was weakly projected on this gloomy forest, and the forest returned to its previous calm, only the murmuring of the stream, and the lazy yawning of unknown animals in the depths of the forest.

In the deepest part of the cliff, in a secluded and secluded place, there was a slight sound of someone talking. Two tall men were tied to the clattered stone walls, and their limbs were chained with heavy chains. They were dressed in purple, the dirt and blood had already covered the purple dignity, several whiplashes were densely distributed all over the body, the blood had coagulated, and even the chest was torn out of a big hole. The two of them hung their heads down, their hands locked in hanging, as if they were in the state of a prisoner before Ling Chi was executed. They closed their eyes tightly and said nothing. Among them, the one with an elegant and white face looked away a little, and looked at his companion who was still unconscious, dozens of whiplashes on the green face ripped out of the flesh, and the blood was flowing continuously. They were mutilated with their feet, their hands, and even every corner of their bodies, whipped all the time. They were even given some unknown poison that was mercilessly tormenting them every moment, both physically and mentally. However, they knew that no matter how much pain they faced, they would not give in. Even if they are to be destroyed, they have no regrets. Mu Zi glared angrily at the old man in front of him, although the old man's face was full of peace, but the methods of torture were cruel and ruthless, and the scars on his and Li Zi's bodies were all due to the old man in front of him.

The vague memory resurfaced in Mu Zi's mind again, and he vaguely remembered that when he and Li Zi were looking for Zhang Lin on the way to the forest park, halfway there, he felt that the aura around him was not quite right, as if someone was following them. He glanced around vigilantly, but found nothing unusual. Just as he was puzzled, a dark shadow suddenly appeared from beside him, and stunned them without saying a word, and when he woke up, he was already in this dark dungeon, his hands and feet were still tied, and he could not move. Then, it was the old man who appeared in front of them. His ghostly appearance is like a black shadow coming out of the ground, unaware, making people wonder if his true identity is really a person.

Immediately afterwards, he was beaten endlessly, fainted and woken up, woke up and beat again, Mu Zi didn't know when this torture would end. Standing next to the old man was an unknown creature, staring at the two of them with red eyes, as if it was just waiting for the old man's order to enjoy the food in front of him, and those greedy eyes revealed a desire for food. Suddenly, a cold and hoarse voice overflowed from the old man's throat, with a little impatience and endless depth, "Have you thought clearly? If you say it, maybe I can give you a good time, if you still have a hard mouth, it can only make you worse than dead." After he finished speaking, he stroked the somewhat restless tiger beast and motioned it to be restless. Obviously, the old man's pacification was very effective, and I saw that the tiger beast with its mouth and fangs suddenly quieted down, rubbing the old man's palm meekly, and let out a low and gentle cry from time to time.

On the resolute facial features, there is an expression of unyielding that would rather die. Mu Zi smiled coldly, "You can't help but think too highly of us." Do you think that just by virtue of the status of the two of us, you will know such a high-level secret at the top level?Are you looking for the wrong person?" After a pause, Mu Zi's eyes were cold, and he stared at the old man in front of him without squinting, "Even if we knew, it would be impossible to tell you." ”

"Hey, why are the ghosts in the underworld all of them having this character, so I'm too lazy to meddle in this matter, if it weren't for the lord's command, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to you. What the old man said was an understatement, but in his cold tone it was chilling. He glanced at the scarred two people blindly, frowned slightly, thought for a while, smiled weirdly, and then, he looked at the tiger beast next to him, and told it: "Black tiger, remember not to let them die too comfortably when you eat later, you know?" The tiger beast reacted immediately, nodded again and again, and looked at the old man with shining eyes.

Mu Zi glared angrily at the old man in front of him, and his cold black eyes became even more aggressive. The old man walked out as if nothing had happened. The next second the old man left, the entire cliff was shaken by an angry roar, and one scream after another was heard, making the listeners terrified. The roar of pain rang out for a long, long time, so long that one wondered if time had stood still. Not far away, a little boy stood motionless, there was no expression on his face, but under those eyes, an unpredictable look flashed, no one would notice him, perhaps, here, no one will care whether you live or die, you exist or disappear, it is the rule here.

The little boy pricked up his ears and heard footsteps behind him. He turned around like a puppet and looked at the comer indifferently. When the old man saw the little boy, he didn't say anything, just threw the soul chain in his hand into his hand, and said calmly: "You can bring this soul chain with you, so that you can do things in the future." You did a good job this time, successfully avoiding the kid's eyes, until now, it is estimated that he still thinks that you are trapped in the formation, and he will never know that it is just a stand-in for you who is trapped in the formation. Also, the souls here have been collected, so don't make any more trouble, hurry up to the next location and complete the task I have assigned. Remember, don't get into trouble, don't get suspicious of that kid, you know? After these words, the old man departed.

The little boy tugged at the corners of his mouth, smiling rather than smiling. No one knows what is going on in his mind at the moment. He turned around again, his eyes fixed on the part of the cell, thoughtful. There was still hatred in his heart. He hates the mother who doesn't want him, but what can he do? He is more afraid of Wen Ye than revenge, although he looks like a kind old man, but there are only people here, the old man covers his anger well with a gentle face, his appearance and personality are completely incommensurate, kind eyebrows and eyes but ruthless. The little boy shuddered at the thought of this. It's all instinct on the part of the body. Although his wish never came true, he still admired the old man somewhat. At least the strength of the old man is a luxury that he cannot achieve in his life.