The ground was dark, as if the cold air had blocked the light. It was as if the boundless thick ink was heavily smeared on this prison, black, purple, dark yellow...... All the deep, gloomy colors are gathered here, like the eighth layer of the eighteen layers of hell. Everyone suffers here, and all that is left is the cold all over the ground.

One after another weak voices came from all around, and Ying Qi looked at them quietly, his face unchanged, but his mouth had already turned into a line.

The boy knelt in front of him, put the bowl on the ground, put his hand on his left heart, and bent down to bow down reverently.

"Let us out, God."

He said a word and kowtowed.

"God, please do us justice."

One more kowtow.

The boy led the others to shout and knock after him, and even the old man who was over half a hundred years old next to him knelt down with his mutilated body.

"God, save us!"

People are making their final prayers for life.

They really have no choice, they can pin all their hopes on a person they have just met. Here, life is what they want most, and the gold, silver and jewelry that the world pursues are not as real as a bowl of water for them.

There was a thumping sound of his forehead hitting the ground in the dungeon.

Ying Qi's brows furrowed, and he stood still with his sword in his hand and did not move, nor did he deny that they called him a god. He was born with a lack of feelings, and if it weren't for the divine light of the boy in front of him, he wouldn't have wasted his time here.

He ignored the people who kept kowtowing, lowered his head, and asked the boy, "If you didn't make a mistake, how could you be locked up here?" ”

The boy had two lines of tears on his face, knelt up straight and replied seriously: "We are really just ordinary people, we were all arrested for no reason, the oldest is ninety years old, and the youngest has just been born." When I was four years old, I was knocked unconscious by a man who ran out to play, and the man had a tear mole in the corner of his left eye. This level is decades, please God give us justice! ”

As he spoke, he kowtowed again.

He had already knocked blood out of the ground, and he would see bones after a few more knocks. Although Ming Qi didn't have much emotion, he didn't want to watch such a bloody scene.

"You get up first." Ying Qi's voice was cold, with a sense of intimidation and intimidation, so that the boy couldn't stop listening to him.

"Yes." The boy straightened up from the ground and knelt, not daring to stand up. When he raised his head to face the Immortal Qi, the divine light on his forehead was disturbed by the Immortal Qi, emitting an even more dazzling light.

The boy was forced into a cold sweat and began to tremble all over, but he still insisted on kneeling before his god, because he had just seen the scene of this man killing the Yin corpse, and the powerful force made him surrender, which might be his last hope.

"You just said that you have been imprisoned for decades?" Stygian asked.

"Yes." The boy nodded in reply.

Ming Qi then asked, "You were caught at the age of four, and you are four years old, and you haven't even recognized the names of your parents, how can you remember that the person who grabbed you has a tear mole?" Also, you've been locked up for decades, how do you look so small? ”

Ming Qi's voice was flat as if he was chatting, but the content of his speech made people tremble in their legs.

The boy clasped his hands together and a look of hesitation appeared on his face.

"I ...... I really don't know why I don't get old. One day a few decades ago, time suddenly stopped, and for a long time, my body remained the same as it is now, fifteen or sixteen years old, and it hasn't changed for a long time. Not only me, but all the people here were frozen in age and appearance on that day. We don't know why, God, trust me. The boy was afraid that Mingqi would not believe him, so he rubbed two steps forward with his knee and looked at Mingqi pleadingly.

"yes, what he said is true." The elderly man next to him said. "I was arrested at the age of 70, but I have been like this for the past few decades, and I don't have many wrinkles on my face."

"yes, that's how I ...... too"

More people chimed in.

"Yes, when I think about it, it seems that something happened that day...... What's going on...... Eh, do you remember? The prisoner asked, touching his companion next to him.

The companion thought for a moment and nodded: "It seems to be ...... There is one thing...... I don't remember what happened, but it seems like we won't change since then......"

"You don't feel it, not only will we not change, but we won't have to eat. We'll just be thirsty...... Thirsty can't. ”

“…… It seems that yes, I can't be thirsty, and my throat is smoking. ”

……

Everyone said that Ming Qi gradually grasped some fragmentary information.

He had a rough idea of what was going on with the people being held here.

A group of people were taken to the dungeon, somehow gained the ability not to die or be injured, and then they were kept here until now, which is the general content of their words.

But Stygian didn't fully believe their words.

One of the suspicious things was the look of surprise on their faces.

Just ask, a person who has been locked up in a dungeon for a long time, all they can do every day is to sleep and wake up, and in such a boring time, they must be more aware of the changes that have occurred in them. But they were surprised that they had been imprisoned for many years without the slightest change in their appearance, as if they had only now known.

It's very illogical.

And there is no sun in the dungeon, no moon can be seen, no time or so on, how do they know that decades have passed?

This group of people is strange in itself.

When Jing Qi thought about this, the breath on his body unconsciously released to attack the divine power, and the boy was a little overwhelmed by the dark qi, and he was about to faint.

Stygian noticed, taking two steps back and moving slightly away from the boy. The boy thought his god was leaving, and he was too frightened to do it.

"God, don't go, please don't go, I'm ...... I'll give you everything I have, take me away! ”

He got up and ran to the pile of straw behind him that was used as a bed, and put his hands in it and turned it in. He buried it deeply, and as if he had found a treasure, he picked up a book from the straw pile, and carefully brushed the dust off it, as if he were afraid of breaking it.

Then he seemed to have made up his mind, and stood up with the book in his arms, but he couldn't stand up because he was too strong, and he fell to his knees with a click.

The ground is paved with marble, and it hurts to hear it.

The boy snorted, paused before standing up, limping over to the book, and holding the book with both hands, the cover of which was no longer clear.

"God, this is my most precious thing, please take it, please take me with me."

Ying Qi looked down at the book, his eyes wandering, and his eyes were like deep pools.

Seeing that Ming Qi didn't speak, the boy was a little flustered, and he was obviously at a loss, but he still had to pretend to be calm, and hurriedly continued: "I can be a cow and a horse for you, I can do everything, please take me out, I just want to see the outside world." ”

When the others saw and heard the boy say this, they took out their most precious things. A hairpin made of gold, a box inlaid with night pearls, a fan from a famous artist, and a person actually took out a steamed bun that he had been reluctant to eat for decades.

"God! Look at me, I'm a hairpin made of pure gold, see if I'm good enough to get out! ”

The other squeezed him away and mocked: "God doesn't want anything, where does he need you to fall into pure gold hairpins." God, I have a pearl of a thousand Chinese New Year's Eve from the East Sea, which is very helpful for cultivating spells, can you see if you can take me out? ”

The first person snorted coldly, "Who knows if your Night Pearl is real or fake, if you refine it again, you won't be able to kill it with ten heads!" ”

"You're looking for death?"

"It's you who talk about my hairpin first!"

As they spoke, the two of them fought.

"You're looking for it!"

"Uh-huh! Hmmm, no, no! ”

The mouths of the two people were sealed by Shen Qi, blowing each other's beards and staring at each other, and their eyes were about to pop out.

Ming Qi glanced sideways and said, "If you say another word, it's not as simple as your mouth can't speak." ”

"God ......" the boy's face was full of humility and caution, and his eyes showed cowardice. Don't be angry, they didn't mean to......"

Mingqi's face was calm, as if all the hustle and bustle of the world were kept out of his heart, as if he was outside the world, not in a dim and damp dungeon.

"Since it's your book, then you can keep it yourself, and I won't keep it for you. If you want to read more books, live on your own and read them on your own. ”

The boy's eyes lit up, and he threw himself on the iron railing, tears streaming from his eyes: "God! God! Are you going to take me out! ”

Ying Qi frowned slightly, and said, "I said, you, go back by yourself." You know what I mean? ”

The boy fell into deep thought, and the look of doubt was unmistakable. "You mean, I can walk out on my own?"

Stygian: "Yes, as long as the true gods come out, you can go out and be free. This time, I'm going to find the real gods. ”

"True gods...... Aren't you really a god? The boy looked up and looked at Hadeski with a pair of reverent eyes, as if that were his whole world. I see the light of God in you. ”

"How do you see that?" In her indifferent expression, there was an imperceptible surprise.

The boy's lips twitched, as if he was afraid to say something. Finally, he made up his mind, looked around, pointed to his right eye, and whispered: "My eye, since I was a child, I can see the golden light that others can't see, as long as that light appears on someone's body, within a few days, he will be able to ascend to immortal." Believe me, I've seen it three times, and I'm not wrong once. You have a golden light on you, here, most clearly. ”

The boy pointed to his arm.

That's where the little golden dot and the elixir are hidden,

"Also, there is a faint golden light on your body, although it is faint, but it is real. So you must be God. ”

As soon as he wanted to ask him how there could be divine light on his body, he suddenly remembered that his mother was a goddess, and it was not surprising that he had half of the divine blood in his body.

Since the boy thought he was a god, then he was a god, and he didn't want to explain too much anyway.

"You say, there's a real god who can save us all when he comes?" The boy looked at Shen Qi longingly, his eyes saying that he hoped to get an affirmative answer from him.

Shen Qi's expression was indifferent, he looked at the boy's face through the ribbon, and gradually had a plan in his heart. Instead of answering his question head-on, he said, "Provided I find where she is." If I'm not looking in the right direction, you won't be able to get out. So whether you can get out is not in me, but in you. ”

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