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The group of people divided up and walked to each of the huàn shops, untied the animal skin bags, and poured out a large pile of flesh, teeth, horns, hearts, colorful herbs, melons and fruits, and some stone slabs and sand utensils carved with the ornaments of the Sand Cave Clan.

A few rushed directly into the brothel, and the deliberate screams of the women were immediately heard.

"Alright, ghoul, I don't have time to chat with you, I'm going to greet the big customer!" Maimaiti ran out of the counter with a cigarette, waved his arms and shouted loudly, "Buy at a high price, vomit blood and trade, the last three days!" ”

"Who are they?" Gordon asked, pretending to be curious.

"It's all about earning blood down there, and you're a group of newcomers soon." Maimaiti said casually.

My guess is correct, the ruins of the Sand Cave Clan really have the next layer! Gordon looked at it for a moment, and was about to leave, when two men in gray cloaks walked into the shop and threw the animal skin bag on their backs on the counter with a "bang".

Maimaiti smiled all over his face and nodded: "Congratulations, the two of you must have a big harvest." I buy and buy the character of the well-known base, guarantee the loss of the acquisition, including your satisfaction. ”

"Big harvest, you bird, Lao Tzu lost a lot this time! Hurry up and estimate the price, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you bad old man! One of the big scar-faced men slapped the counter hard and shouted impatiently. His eyes were bloodshot, his expression was violent, and his chest was tied with a thick bandage gauze, and blood was oozing from time to time.

The other thin man was no better, his eyes wandering, and he anxiously pulled out the dagger at his waist, inserted it back, and pulled it out again, his body tense like a spring.

"Huh? This little imp with dry milk hair also has a bloody spot? The scar-faced man caught a glimpse of Gordon and grinned.

Gordon didn't say much, and walked out silently. An arm slammed in front of him, and the scar-faced man turned to the opposite side of Gordon, and said in a cruel voice: "Little ghost, when you meet your seniors, don't you know how to salute and say hello?" ”

Gordon glanced at the other party and said calmly, "Hello senior." ”

"Little ghost, where is your bloody card, take it out and take a look!" The big scar-faced man said with a sigh of relief, and the other thin man let out a panting shrill laugh, and the dagger was pulled faster.

Gordon shook his head, "I'm sorry, Lord Blood Raven wouldn't agree to do this. "The Scarface Man is at least a Black Lead level martial artist, but he doesn't need to be afraid. According to the precepts of the base, the old members of the Blood Prison Society are never allowed to bully newcomers, and those who violate them will be directly executed.

"Damn imp, do you want to scare me with Lord Blood Raven?" The scar-faced man scratched his scalp in annoyance and roared wildly, foaming saliva all over Gordon's face.

Gordon didn't wipe it either, just remembered what the scar-faced man looked like, and slowly stepped back. He could see that these two people exuded a beastly bloodthirsty aura, anxious and irritable, and extremely unstable.

", who let you go? I want to chat with you and invite you to a glass of wine. Lord Blood Raven doesn't care about other people's drinking and chatting. "Taken by the precepts of the base, the scar-faced man didn't dare to make a move, but he deliberately moved his burly body to block Gordon's retreat.

"You don't know yet, do you? He is the number 13, the newly promoted assistant teacher, and he is most valued by the Silver Fox. Maimaiti grabbed a step forward, stopped between the two sides, and pushed Gordon out while laughing.

"Little ghost, you're very dragged." The thin man suddenly threw out the dagger, and the cold light spun and flew towards Gordon, around behind him, and flew back into the man's hand.

A lock of white-gold fragments fell from the back of Gordon's head, and the man blew on the dagger, and the corners of his eyes twitched nervously: "Giggles, I hope you can still pull like this when you get down there." ”

"Little ghost, there are no adults and precepts to be your wet nurse below. When the time comes, we will treat you well! The scar-faced man burst out laughing wildly at Gordon.

Maimaiti kept pulling Gordon to a far corner before whispering, "Let's go, they've been down there for too long, and they're a little out of control." It's normal to have a good discharge these days. ”

"It's going to drive people crazy down there?" Gordon wasted no time in asking.

"It's not crazy. Killing all day long, people can't stand it. Maimaiti shook his head and hurried back to his business.

Keep killing. As Gordon walked back, he thought to himself, isn't this a matter of course? Without killing, what is left of life? Is it fishing, playing chess, dancing, socializing with nothing to do? Don, the third generation of cobras, said that the most beautiful flower in the world is the blood flower.

However, as he walked, he remembered his cousin on the autopsy table, whose corpse had turned into smoke. Thinking back to the monks on the other side of the long river of time, mysterious and empty, they echoed each other, and felt that there should be something more important in the world than killing.

But what exactly is that? Gordon pushed open his door and saw the hourglass, Fang Jue was already ten o'clock in the evening.

In the underground, where the sun, moon and stars could not be seen, there was no difference between day and night, and the assassins did not distinguish between day and night. Gordon put the things he had bought on the alcove, took off his clothes, and rubbed the red mushroom ointment all over his body, and rubbed it vigorously.

**The spicy breath penetrates the skin and reaches the tendons. Gordon jumped up suddenly, jumped up the wall, and walked lightly around the walls in the small fighting room. As the action became faster and faster, the medicinal properties of the red mushroom ointment were completely excited, and the tendons seemed to be burning, turning into countless flowing lines of fire. Source particles are generated, and in the circulating body, as they flow below the heart, there is a faint tendency to condense but not disperse.

It's been months since Gordon got the Bloody Card. Despite having more resources and cultivating day and night, his Source Particle Boost is still not much different from others. In order to lay a solid foundation, Gordon deliberately suppressed the cultivation of the source force, and focused more on the accuracy of the control of martial arts. He also spends a lot of time practicing crossbow and training his long-range shooting skills.

Sweat is like a tiny snake, winding and crawling all over Gordon's body. The wind vents breathe and continuously expel sweat and impurities from the body surface.

"Bang!" The door was slammed open, and the crocus staggered in as if drunk, her eyes were confused, and she stared at him: "Little, little stool, you are jumping alone...... Do you dance? You're so weird. He laughed and applauded, "Welcome to the little stool and perform body art for everyone!" ”

"Something?" Gordon rolled over in the air, his toes a little against the wall, and fell silently. The red-haired deep broke in in the middle of the night, pretending to be crazy and stupid, and he must hide his intentions.

"Good head...... Dizzy, dying of thirst, what do you have to drink, do you drink? Saffron said vaguely, catching a glimpse of the cordyceps juice on the alcove, picking it up and biting the cap of the bottle, gulping it down, drinking five bottles in one go, and reaching out to grab the lynx essence blood.

Gordon suddenly realized that the red hair was here to cheat and eat and drink, and to obtain cultivation resources. After the baptism of the Blood Prison Society, Gordon felt that his ability to penetrate all kinds of conspiracies and tricks had been strengthened.

"What a cute mushroom, black and white...... The stars twinkle and twinkle, so bright...... Do we fly in the sky? Saffron threw away the empty bottle, spread her arms like wings, and ran around in circles. While running, he yelled that it was so hot and threw off his clothes and pants.

Looking at the red stripes of saffron, Gordon saw through the trick at a glance: it was clearly trying to plot red mushroom ointment! Next, the red fur will definitely shout "It's so cold".

"It's cold!" The saffron shuddered suddenly, her lips turned purple for a moment, and her limbs trembled.

Gordon secretly screamed, for the sake of the red mushroom ointment, the red hair actually bit his lips to purple, and the role-playing was really first-class. And then the red hair will definitely say, I want to ......

"I'm going to- keep warm!" Saffron staggered over, hugged Gordon, and pressed to death. The latter was dumbfounded, dumbfounded.

Misjudgment?

"Bang!" The door was slammed open again. "Red hair, the water is coming, don't eat shit next time!" Freckles shouted with a big wooden barrel in his arms, his steps were stiff, and he stared blankly at the two ** teenagers who were hugging. "You guys, you guys, you ......"

At the same time, Saffron's body shook suddenly, and she raised her head to the sky and shouted. In the internal organs, two strange black and white source particles intertwined with each other, converging into a torrent, like two black and white dragons circling in the sky, roaring and rushing to the heart!