[Thanks to the 'Untitled' Taoist for the mountain and river fan repair materials; thanks to the 'Wan Zhuan melancholy' Taoist for the magic spirit stone presented by the Taoist friend; thanks to the 'Firm' Taoist for the numbered token gifted; thanks to the 'Wuquan' Taoist for the muscle-building snowflake cream ~~]

Today's state is not good.,I'm only going to prepare a chapter.,But I promised the untitled Taoist friend to add more...... Let's have a big collection.,Two chapters in one.,Thank you for the untitled、Strong and other Taoist friends for their rewards.,Thank you for your support (*^__^*)Hehe~~ I hope you don't spray me.。

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The place where the so-called demon slave lives still hasn't been able to get out of the underground space.

How big is this place? Fang Lingjun didn't know.

But it took half a day to walk to her new residence after she received the 'slave seal'.

Along the way, in addition to dozens of 10,000-person prison cells, there are also various other buildings, and this place has become a miniature underground world?!!!

And not just a simple cage!

"001, this is your room, go in!"

Looking at the simple building in front of him, Fang Lingjun didn't feel funny.

Room?

She felt that the simple stone house in front of her should be called a 'stone prison'!

However, Fang Lingjun didn't have any disgusted expression on her face, she had fallen so far, what right did she have to choose?!

What's more, it doesn't matter where you live, it matters. It's all the strength of the kuài to restore fù!

So worried. Fang Lingjun stepped into the stone house.

There isn't a lot of space in the stone house. Only more than 30 square meters.

In the stone house, apart from the five stone beds, there is no other superfluous furnishings.

As for eating, drinking, and Lazar, it is not done in the stone house, but here it provides the function of rest.

According to the regulations, ordinary fighting slaves are generally ten people sharing a stone room. The two shared a stone bed.

Although Fang Lingjun doesn't like to be squeezed into the same bed with strangers, but now that she is in prison, as long as she doesn't touch the bottom line, she can only learn to adapt.

The stone room was very quiet, and Fang Lingjun's arrival did not attract too much attention.

She raised her eyes and scanned the stone chamber.

From the beginning, the first, second, and third beds were empty, and the bedding was neatly folded.

On the fourth bed, there were five people crammed into it. One of them was asleep on his bed. One of them bowed his head to study the jade slip, and the other three people gathered together, talking to each other with their eyebrows...... In addition to this, there is also a woman who is independent of the five people, sitting cross-legged on the last stone bed, concentrating on meditation.

Fang Lingjun didn't know which of the three beds in front was empty, so he asked, "Sorry, excuse me, may I ask which of the three stone beds in front can still be inhabited?" ”

Hearing the unfamiliar voice, the girls crowded on the stone bed No. 4 all raised their heads.

However, they were all shocked by Fang Lingjun's appearance!

The sludge on Fang Lingjun's face had already been wiped off, although he looked too thin due to hunger, and his face was full of vegetables, but in this way, his eyes were even more ethereal and bright, like shining luminous glass!

After everyone woke up from the shock, they did not immediately answer Fang Lingjun's inquiry, but instead glanced at the identity card on Fang Lingjun's waist, and when they saw the three big characters '001' written on his waist card, different expressions flashed on the faces of several women.

"Is that her?"

"She's been assigned to our stone chamber?!"

Three of the nuns whispered to each other.

However, although Fang Lingjun had cultivated to nothing, after all, he had the divine sense of the late stage of Qi cultivation, and he could hear their whispered conversations clearly.

One of them even sneered directly: "Yo~! Why do you have to go to our dirty and smelly dungeon instead of serving those big people?! ”

"It's just ~!" Another woman chimed in: "Don't you think you have a good-looking face, you can eat anywhere?!" This is a dungeon that eats people and doesn't spit out bones~! ”

"Who says it's not popular?!" The last of the three people was also yin and yang: "If you don't eat it!" There are so many new slaves every day, why is she the only one who has the number plate of '001'! Hum~! When she went to the Demon Slave Colosseum, she knew that this 'Fighting Slave' was not a good messenger!! ”

Hearing that Fang Lingjun was the new dou slave who had obtained the '001' number, even the female cultivator who had been sitting in the most corner, on the No. 5 stone bed, suddenly opened her eyes.

It's just that after she glanced at Fang Lingjun lightly, she retracted her gaze expressionlessly and continued to meditate on refining the Demon Spirit Stone.

Listening to the sarcasm of the three people in front of him, Fang Lingjun frowned slightly.

It seems that the number of '001' is really not an ordinary number, otherwise, no matter how good her appearance is, it is impossible to cause public outrage.

Then again, these three women's mouths really stink! Could it be that the number '001' was begged for by her?! It's not that the old man can't help but say that it was stuffed for her!

However, Fang Lingjun didn't intend to deal with this kind of person who was full of feces.

Come to think of it, these three women must have been in this dark cage for a long time, so they are psychopathic and distorted, and they can't see the slightest kindness from others!

Thinking about it so far, Fang Lingjun didn't pay any attention to the three women. Instead, he turned his gaze to the other side, looked at the girl who was sitting on the edge of the No. 4 stone bed, studying the jade slip, and said sincerely: "This girl, may I ask if there is anyone sleeping in the three beds in front of you?" ”

The woman had a pair of big eyes as black as glass beads, black and round, and her facial features were also very delicate.

The thin Qi bangs covered the other party's eyebrows, looking petite and timid.

Why is it timid and not feminine?

Because, on the other party's left cheek, there is a palm-sized brown poisonous spot! Yan zhòng spoils the overall aesthetic!!

Listening to Fang Lingjun's call, the girl hurriedly withdrew her gaze and hurriedly brushed a strand of hair. Obscures the dark spot on the left side of the face.

Just now. She kept staring at Fang Lingjun. The gaze is a little obsessive and envious.

After coming back to his senses at this moment, he bowed his head and said cowardly: "Yes...... Someone slept, and three people slept in those three beds......"

"Three people? In this way, each person slept in a bed, so I will choose one at random, thank you girl for your doubts. ”

As he spoke, Fang Lingjun casually put the package he had just received on the No. 3 bed.

However, I heard the black-spotted girl say urgently: "Don't ......! ”

But the girl's words were not finished. was interrupted by the three women who had just started sarcastically mocking Fang Lingjun: "Don't do anything!" ”

One of them said, glaring at the dark-spotted girl and warning her not to meddle in her business.

Then he smiled and said to Fang Lingjun: "Yes, 001 fairy, what about the three beds, each one has only one person to sleep on, you can pick at will~choose at will~!" ”

"Hehehe~!" The third girl looked at Fang Lingjun's frowning appearance, and couldn't help but giggle, very proud.

Under the warning of the third girl, the black-spotted girl did not dare to speak again.

But he gritted his teeth. Secretly shook his head at Fang Lingjun.

It seems that these three empty beds are not as simple as they seem?!

Fang Lingjun's brows furrowed. There was no way she could have asked for any more useful information from the dark spotted girl.

As for the others.

Needless to say, the sneering three daughters, they wished that Fang Lingjun was unlucky, how could they solve Fang Lingjun's doubts?!

The other girl, who was lying on bed No. 4, could not be counted on, and they had already woken up, but pretended not to hear their conversation, apparently a person who did not want to cause trouble.

As for the female cultivator meditating on bed No. 5 at the end, she exuded an aura of indifference that no one should enter.

Fang Lingjun naturally couldn't ask her.

Just as Fang Lingjun hesitated, he suddenly felt a familiar aura coming from the stone bed.

She raised an eyebrow and reached out to touch the No. 3 stone bed.

"This ......" Fang Lingjun said in surprise in his heart, this is the Spirit Gathering Array?!!!

This stone bed of the original path is not just a simple place to rest, but also engraved with a spirit gathering array, which can be used by people to meditate and cultivate on it!

Like the stone room where Fang Lingjun is staying now, in the underground space, there are many mortals!

Naturally, there are more stone beds!

No wonder she said that the spiritual power in this demon palace dungeon was not absorbed, and the original path was shunted to the stone bed spirit gathering array!

Only by sitting cross-legged on the stone bed can you absorb spiritual power to practice!

For a while, Fang Lingjun didn't care that this stone bed was weird! He took off his shoes and socks and sat cross-legged on the stone bed, sensing and absorbing the aura emanating from the Spirit Gathering Array.

However, just when Fang Lingjun had just entered the state of selfless cultivation, he suddenly felt a huge force hit his shoulder.

Out of the cultivator's physical instinct, she didn't open her eyes, she just rolled sideways, and then quickly jumped off the bed!

The moment she jumped off the stone bed, a thick thigh kicked over!

Seeing this, Fang Lingjun's heart was cold, and his eyes were cold.

The master with thick legs is a female cultivator in the late stage of Qi training!

Let's look at the man's legs and feet with a string of afterimages, you can see that this person has cultivated a set of amazing leg and foot techniques!

Fang Lingjun is just a mortal now, he can't use spiritual power to protect his body at all, if he is really swept by this person's leg wind, he is afraid that he will not die, but he will also be crippled!!

I have no grievances with this person! Why did she sneak attack without saying a word! Why is it so heavy-handed?!

While questions rose in his heart, a fierceness flashed in Fang Lingjun's eyes.

"Huh?" The man was puzzled, curious that the other party Lingjun could avoid the wind on her legs?!

However, the next moment he snorted coldly: "You are the new 'fighting slave'~!" ”

Hearing this, Fang Lingjun raised his eyes and glanced at the other party, it was a female cultivator with a tall figure and a square face.

The female cultivator saw that Fang Lingjun not only had a '001' number plate pinned to his waist, but her appearance was even more impressive, and the disgust in her eyes was even stronger.

Then he only sneered: "001? Oh, you little, do you think that if you take the numbered plate of 001, you can be unscrupulous and unscrupulous?! ”

The man didn't give Fang Lingjun a chance to explain, he only said to himself: "I'll sue you!" In this stone chamber! My eldest sister Lang is a prison bully! The bed where my eldest sister Lang sleeps, how can you let this little be polluted indiscriminately! As she spoke, she sneered, grabbed Fang Lingjun's package, and shook it open.

"Bang dang ~ bang" sounded, twenty magic spirit stones. An ordinary volume of introductory magic exercises. Three bottles of pills that could be used at the beginning of Qi training, as well as a few simple cloth clothes and a month's rations. All of them were scattered to the ground.

Seeing that there were so many things in Fang Lingjun's package, Sister Lang's face was instantly difficult to see!

"I think when my eldest sister Lang became a fighting slave, she only got half a volume of exercises in the Qi cultivation period and two magic spirit stones! Even the rations, sister, I have to use the magic spirit stone to break it to change! You're a good! With a little face like a flower, you can easily get the top ten numbered identity tokens! So much so that the initial income is so much!! Hum~! Are you demonstrating to my eldest sister Lang! ”

It wasn't until now that Fang Lingjun knew why those people didn't like her one or two.

It turns out that the first ten coded identities are so different. You can enjoy this very different starting equipment.

Just as Fang Lingjun was thinking, Sister Na Lang had already glanced at the two doglegs who were following her.

Those two people also have the cultivation in the middle stage of Qi cultivation, so there is no doubt that they should be the owners of the other two beds.

Under the gesture of Sister Lang's eyes, they stretched out their hands very smartly, and quickly took the magic spirit stones, pills and other items that Fang Lingjun had received into their arms!

"What are you doing! That's my stuff! "That is the foundation of Fang Lingjun's cultivation! For Fang Lingjun, who is now bent on quickly recovering to the peak, the Demon Spirit Stone and the Qi Cultivation Pill are even more important than her life!

She can't be contaminated by others!

"Hmm~!" But the next moment, what greeted her was a barb kick from Sister Lang.

The other party's toes kicked straight barbs on Fang Lingjun's calf. He actually wanted to force Fang Lingjun to kneel!

Fang Lingjun gritted his teeth and snorted secretly, holding back the twitching pain on his calf. That's not how to kneel.

"That'...... That's me, my stuff...... Still...... Give it back......! ”

Seeing that Fang Lingjun was so hard, Sister Lang suddenly felt angry in her heart, and actually raised her thick legs, kicked Lingjun's lower abdomen above, and kicked Fang Lingjun straight away!!

"Wow~!" Fang Lingjun's body smashed against the uneven stone wall, rolling to the ground with a "bang", and a mouthful of dark blood spewed out from his head.

"Also...... Give me back...... Demon Spirit Stone ......" Fang Lingjun sat on the ground, his chest rising and falling, but his eyes were firmly shining.

This kind of Fang Lingjun is indeed a little terrifying, even the fierce and vicious Sister Lang was also frightened by Fang Lingjun's shining eyes.

However, when he came back to his senses, he was a little angry and couldn't hold his face.

"Humph! Hit me hard! Teach this dead girl who doesn't know how thick the sky is! Dare to look at me Sister Lang with such eyes! I just don't want to live! ”

As her voice fell, the two female cultivators behind her who had swept away Fang Lingjun's belongings quickly jumped forward, one kicked out, and the other shot out, kicking Fang Lingjun hard!

Originally, they wanted to move towards Fang Lingjun's face, but under Fang Lingjun's fearless gaze, their hearts were furious, and they had an inexplicable sense of fear, so they could only kick Fang Lingjun's lower abdomen and back harder.

"That's right! Just call me like that! Hit the !! hard until she knelt down and kowtowed and begged for mercy!! I'd like to see how hard her bones are!! ”

As for the other female cultivators, they sneered at each other.

The black-spotted girl was a little unbearable, but she didn't dare to offend Sister Lang, so she could only keep her eyes away and not look at Fang Lingjun's stubborn and miserable appearance.

Just when Fang Lingjun was beaten and bruised all over his body, and the seven holes were bleeding, an indifferent female voice sounded: "She is a top ten number fighting slave, and she enjoys the protection privilege of avoiding death outside the Colosseum for three years, if you kill her, aren't you afraid of being escorted to the 'Colosseum of Life and Death'?" ”

It was the woman who was sitting on the fifth bed in the corner meditating.

Her voice was indifferent, it didn't sound like she was relieving Fang Lingjun, but just narrating a bland fact.

Hearing this, Sister Lang raised her hand to stop her subordinates' violence against Fang Lingjun: "Hmph~!" You're in luck! There is this 001 numbered plate for you to block the disaster! As she spoke, she sneered, trampled Fang Lingjun's month's rations into dirty pieces, and then picked up a pile of scraps at random, sprinkled them on Fang Lingjun's face, and said with a smile: "Didn't you want me to return the things to you?" Haha, come on~ open your mouth! Eldest sister, I'll reward you with a month's worth of dog food~! ”

Fang Lingjun didn't open his head, and let those snowflake-like crumbs of dry food fall from the sky...... fell on her face.

She didn't even blink!

There was not a single tear of grievance in her eyes, she just wanted to remember today and remember those faces that humiliated her!

One day, she will let these people know that there is no regret medicine in the world!!

And the thirst for great power is burning again!

"How are you? You okay?! After Sister Nalang and her two dog-legged subordinates didn't know where they went, the black-spotted girl hurriedly ran over to help Fang Lingjun get up.

"It's fine." Fang Lingjun shook his head to signal the other party's peace of mind.

It seems that her identity as number 001 still has some effect, at least, when she kicked and besieged Fang Lingjun, those two female cultivators didn't really dare to fight to the death!

Therefore, although Fang Lingjun looked miserable at the moment, it was all flesh wounds, and it was not in the way.

After all, no matter how serious the injury is, she has suffered it before, how can she be afraid of this bit of flesh and skin?!

"You are really powerful, they beat you like this, you don't scream ......in pain" The black-spotted girl gritted her teeth, admired and shocked: "Sister Lang is a well-known fighting slave in the Colosseum, but she can't be provoked lightly, the next time she beats you again, you will soft-mouthed and beg for mercy, why bother to have a hard meal!" ”

The girl cherished a porcelain bottle from her personal storage bag, she opened the cap, carefully pulled out a small spoonful of muscle-building snowflake cream, and gently applied medicine to the bruises above Fang Lingjun's neck.

He said to himself: "You are really so beautiful, but don't leave a scar." ”

Hearing this, Fang Lingjun didn't feel a little funny.

Although women love beauty, she is no exception, but it's just the neck, and if you leave a scar, what is there to care about?!

However, looking at the girl's red face holding the muscle-building cream, she couldn't laugh.

It's just a bottle of high-grade beauty and muscle elixir, and in the past, Fang Lingjun wouldn't have looked at it.

However, in the underground dungeons where resources are scarce, it is a rare thing.

After all, everyone wants to exchange the points of the fighting beast for magic spirit stones and pills to increase their cultivation, and very few people will exchange the points for such things that nourish and beautify their faces.

It seems that this black-spotted girl is a woman who loves beauty very much, but it's a pity that she has a good face, but she was ruined by a poisonous spot!

However, Fang Lingjun was still very grateful to the other party, although the other party did not help her when she was beaten, but in this dungeon that eats people and does not spit out bones, Mingzhe's indifference to protect herself may have already become the most basic attribute between people.

"What's your name?" Fang Lingjun could feel the coldness that penetrated into her skin after the alabaster melted and the body temperature of the girl's fingertips touching her skin.

"My number is 123456." The girl's eyebrows were like the moon, and she replied with a smile.

Fang Lingjun frowned slightly: "I asked for your name." ”

"Huh?" The girl's fingers paused in mid-air, and it took a moment before she came to her senses, just as the old man who had branded Fang Lingjun said, here, a name is the most meaningless thing, it is just a fart, or rather, before you become famous, it is not even as good as a fart!

Because, you don't know at all, the next moment, whether you will still have the life to come back from the Demon Slave Colosseum...... Therefore, the name of the demon slave is the numbered plate hanging from his waist.

The girl also didn't expect that Fang Lingjun would ask her name.

Only then did he blush, lowered his head, and whispered timidly and embarrassedly: "My name is ...... My name is Meimei......"

…… (To be continued......)