During the day, the whole prison was silent, except for a little sunlight falling from the skylight a foot square overhead, and the dead silence around made people feel as if they were sinking to the bottom of the sea.

Zong Ye was guided by Bai Luo, and finally made his injuries lighter.

But at night, Zong Ye's cold still flares up again. Bai Luo could only wrap Zong Ye in the old way with hay and his own clothes.

The sound of the scabbard pounding on the cell door sounded again.

It was like bones thrown into a pack of hungry wild dogs, and the sound of pounding on the cell door, the sound of gnawing on flesh and bones, made the whole prison boil.

The blind man next door slowly moved out of the corner.

Bai Luo looked at the long aisle. The shadow of the blind man was stretched between the blackiron fences, and his unkempt hair cast shadows of fangs and claws.

The blind man sighed heavily: "It's gone." ”

Bai Luo frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

"The meat is gone. The blind man sighed heavily, "I have nothing to eat again." ”

Bai Luo said coldly: "How can you get out from here?"

"Go out?" The blind man looked at Bai Luo with some amusement: "Everyone who has just arrived in the desolate prison wants to get out, but those who go out want to come back." ”

"Want to come back?"

"Whoever comes back won't live long!"

Bai Luo coldly glanced at the shadow shaking on the ground: "What I'm asking is how can I get out?"

The blind man sneered and said, "Listening to your voice, she is a little girl, and her temper is not small." If you want to get out, tell the jailer. This is the Shura Field, and the people in the Desert can go to the Shura Field, and if they can get out of the Shura Field alive, they don't have to go back to the Deserted Prison. If not...... Hehe, then we'll have fresh meat to eat. ”

Bai Luo felt a chill in his heart, it turned out that all those human flesh came from like this!

The people in the prison were still howling like ghosts. Fingernails slammed through the darkiron cell door, making a sharp noise.

The jailer was so annoyed by the fire that he took out a large knife and slashed at the cell door. There was a wail, and the man's finger holding the cell door was severed and fell to the ground.

The jailer kicked and rolled his fingers into the cell: "Don't you want to eat meat?

The jailer threw his head up at the prison and yelled, "Who else wants to eat meat?!"

The noise suddenly subsided. The jailer spat heavily on the ground: "I don't even have meat to eat." You still want to eat meat. ”

Bai Luo looked coldly at the shadows that were getting closer and closer on the ground and said lightly: "Stinky boy, come and let me out." ”

The jailer paused, looked back at Bai Luo's fierce god and said viciously, "What did you say?"

The jailer spat splashed as he spoke, and Bai Luo couldn't help frowning slightly: "I said let you let me out and go to the Shura Field." ”

"Shura Field?" the jailer stared at Bai Luo with wide eyes: "You want to go to Shura Field?"

Bai Luo looked at the jailer coldly and did not speak.

The jailer was stunned by Bai Luo's eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said in a high voice: "Hey, someone is going to go to the Shura Field! It seems that you have fresh meat to eat tonight!"

The desolate prison, which had just quieted down, suddenly became noisy again.

"Hahahaha, there's something to eat!"

Someone else stretched out his hand from the cell door and waved his hand and asked the jailer, "Is it tender?

The jailer also smiled obscenely: "Tender, tender! This time I make sure you like it, but if the above ones don't like it, you won't have anything left." ”

"It's good to pick up some minced meat! I haven't eaten tender meat in a long time!"

Bai Luo turned a deaf ear to the hustle and bustle of the desolate hell. She picked up the hay that Zong Ye shook to the ground and put it on Zong Ye, pressed it with her hand, and put the moon-white silk jacket on Zong Ye. Bai Luo said softly: "You stay here first." As long as I can survive the Shura field, I can come to save you. ”

Zong Ye curled up on the ground and his five fingers sank deep into the dirt on the ground, and when he heard Bai Luo speak, his fingers moved slightly. But it seemed that because of the extreme cold, the curled limbs could not be straightened, and only the fingers made a white mark on the ground.

The iron door was opened by the jailer: "Little girl, can you go?"

Bai Luo stood up coldly: "Let's go." ”

When the jailer got closer, he realized that Bai Luo was actually a girl with good eyebrows and eyes. Immediately, Evil stretched out his hand to the gallant side and twisted it on Bai Luo's chin. "The little lady is quite handsome. ”

There was a crisp click, and the jailer's wrist snapped back.

"Ahhh

Bai Luo looked at the jailer coldly: "Haven't the people here eaten meat for a long time? ”

"Someone!

The sound of neat footsteps came from both ends of the passage. More than a dozen people surrounded him with torches: "What are you doing!"

Bai Luo glanced at the crowd around him lightly: "Do you want this place to become a Shura field?"

Bai Luo's powerful aura overwhelmed the people around him and didn't dare to take a step forward. Bai Luo let go of his hand and let the jailer with his broken hand fall to the ground.

"Let's go. Bai Luo said lightly.

More than ten people surrounded Bai Luo and wanted to go outside.

In the cage next door, the blind man huddled in a dark corner, only a pair of toes in the light.

Bai Luo stopped in front of the cage and looked back at the blind man.

The blind man smiled, revealing his white teeth in the dark: "The little girl still has two more strokes." ”

Bai Luo frowned, and the white teeth made her look uncomfortable.

Except for the blind man who hid in the dark, everyone else went to the prison door. Thin hands clung to the railing of the darkiron prison door, eyes sunk deep into the flesh, cheeks sunken and dirty, and foul saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth. The eyes of the person who seemed to be dying were shining at this time.

A pair of cloudy eyes flashed with greedy brilliance, staring at Bai Luo for a moment.

Suddenly, a person laughed stupidly: "This is good! This meat is tender!"

"Hahaha!hahaha!" The hideous laughter suddenly resounded through the desolate prison: "This is good!

The jailer picked up the scabbard and slapped the door of the dark iron prison again: "All go back!

This time the jailer's reprimand had no effect at all. The people in the prison became even more frenzied. Some people dragged the fence hand and foot to climb onto the fence, some slammed the dark iron prison door, and some people picked up hay from the ground and stretched it out to Bai Luo. It's as if the hay will sound as long as it can be stained with white luo.

The people in the prison went crazy, shook the iron gate vigorously, and stretched out their hands from behind the fence. The nails embedded in the black mud, the dirty hand stretched out to Bai Luo: "Little girl, let me take a bite first!"

Bai Luo's face did not change, and he staggered past his dirty fingertips, and followed the jailer to continue walking towards the Shura field.