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Of course, their official version is a test.

There are all kinds of objects to be tested.,There are humans.,There are monsters.,There are walking corpses.,There are also man-made monsters mixed in.,The strength has also improved little by little with the order of appearance.,The comprehensive combat index has risen from the initial F to D.。

After a few battles, I finally figured out what the composite index meant, which is actually a combination of a series of attributes such as attack, defense, speed, and spells, and the higher you go, the more powerful it is.

I don't know the purpose of their tests, I just know that every time I come back, I'm tortured and bruised.

They would simply give me some medicine to relieve my injuries, but the effects of those drugs were not proportional to the bitter fighting, and as a result, my health deteriorated.

For the first time, I felt how precious freedom is.

I looked at the concrete-colored room with vacant eyes and tried to escape, but it was a fool's dream, and I could only curl up in a dark corner and wait to die, like a poor reptile. Perhaps, it's not as good as a crawler. The reptiles still have partners, and I, just a lonely person, don't even have anyone to talk to, except fighting. No one cared if I lived or died, no one cared who I was, I was tortured to the point of madness, and some jumbled thoughts began to appear in my head.

I think of my family.

The old and dizzy grandfather, the elderly grandmother, and my father, mother, uncle, third uncle, sixth uncle...... They appeared in my mind again and again, as if they were close in front of me, and as if they were far away......

My mother called me to eat with steaming dumplings; My father handed me cigarettes and told me that I had grown up and that it was okay to smoke one; Grandma asked me to tickle him; Grandpa asked me to help him turn the radio to the frequency of the white-eyed hero......

I also thought of Han Xiaolin, and remembered that when I first met her, she asked me to send her home. I remembered Lu Yao, the girl who seemed to be very scheming, and gave me the first time. I think of Brother Xiaoma, Lin Yun, Yang Yang, Han Haocheng, Qian Xiaoguang, as well as Beimen Wushuang and Weng Meiqi, their voices and smiles, like a colorful silent movie, flowing in front of my eyes.

It's just that now, none of them are by my side, even those who used to be my enemies, none of them appeared, I grabbed my hair alone, wanted to cry, but my body had already dried up, except for the sound of whining, not a single tear could be shed......

Every time someone brings food, I use my fingernails to draw a white mark on the concrete wall, which means that I have another day to live, and life is worse than death.

In the beginning, I would lie on the ground and beg the food delivery person to talk to me, but he was like a machine and didn't pay any attention to me.

So, when twenty-six white marks appeared on the wall, the human voice was so foreign to me that I didn't even dare to think about it, it was a luxury, an unattainable luxury.

A few days later, when I was in despair, the iron door opened. Only this time it was not the man in black who came in, but an old man in a white coat and a mask, I ran over, hugged his legs, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Have pity on me, say a few words to me." ”

It's just that when he took off his mask and showed his face, I got angry, pushed him hard, and yelled at him: "Get out!" ”

He was unmoved, squatted down, took out a cigarette and a bottle of mineral water from his pocket, and said, "Yuan Luo Xiaoyou, the old man has caused you to suffer." ”

Looking at the cigarettes and mineral water he handed over, I didn't take it, but glared at him angrily, my eyes were about to split.

What appeared in front of me was Sima Cuo, who framed me, judging from his outfit, that man's words were right, he really took refuge in the ghost mansion.

He wore thick glasses and looked like an old pedant.

But it was this loyal face that made me feel extremely disgusted.

I owe all my predicament to him. He showed me what makes the human heart sinister, he made me see the darkest side of the world, he let me stay in this place where I don't see the light of day, and the worst thing is that maybe I can't leave this ghost place for the rest of my life, no matter in this life or the next life......

"Yuan Luo Xiaoyou, I know you hate me, but I am also forced to do so, if I don't agree to their request, they will slaughter the entire village......" Sima Cuo's explanation was pale and weak, and seeing that I didn't mean to deal with him, he changed the topic and said, "Do you want to leave here?" ”

His words lit up my eyes, but then they dimmed, he wouldn't be so kind, otherwise, I wouldn't be here.

He leaned close to my cheek and whispered, "The guy who defeated you is called Mu Hongxue, he is the left protector of the Ghost Mansion, as long as you defeat him, you can successfully leave here." ”

I'm slandering in my heart, isn't this nonsense? If I can defeat him, I will kill him on the same day, how will I give him the opportunity to torture me?

I heard Sima Cuo continue: "The reason why Mu Hongxue is strong is that he has first glimpsed the way of heaven and condensed the true yuan, if you want to defeat him, you must also condense the true yuan." I am not a cultivator, and I don't know how to condense the true yuan, but I know that Mu Hongxue has to spend most of the day in the practice room every day. ”

After he finished speaking, he put away his cigarette, put the mineral water on the ground, stood up and yelled at me, "Do you still think you are the leader of the lighthouse?" You are now a dog raised by Lord Mu, Lord Mu will give birth to you, let you die, you will die, give me a good meal, don't fucking know what to do. ”

As he spoke, he winked his eyes at me, turned around, and exited the cell.

Looking at the direction of his departure, I repeatedly recalled the words just now, and was betrayed by him once, and I really couldn't tell which of his words was true and which was false.

If his words are false, just to make sure that I can eat well and work their tests, it seems reasonable. But if his words are true, it seems to make sense for me to destroy Mu Hongxue and save him out......

For a moment, I couldn't figure it out.

However, Sima Cuo has a good saying, only by defeating Mu Hongxue can I get out of here.

"To defeat Mu Hongxue, you have to condense the True Yuan ......," I looked at my hands and muttered to myself.

I have heard the term "true yuan" said by my senior sister, and it is the foundation of a cultivator. Only when the true element is condensed, can the eight veins of the Qi meridians in the body form the inner and outer periphery of the great circulation. At that time, the soul power will be transformed into a more powerful Dao power.

Cultivating to the extreme, you can swallow the sun, moon and stars, and turn over the rivers and seas.

However, now that my soul power is limited, how easy is it to condense the true element?