Chapter 804 is exceptionally cool

The black master looked down at the big red robe on his body, looking at the golden threads reflecting the brilliance on it and was stunned, when the city gate creaked open, he subconsciously looked up, as the door gradually opened, he seemed to see a wave of blood rushing towards his face, this trance made his body tremble involuntarily, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

The moment the door opened, he let go of what he had seen twenty years ago.

It's vague, but it's unforgettable.

In the dark night, a huge courtyard was still lit with sporadic lights, and in a remote part of this courtyard, a group of people with red eyes let out a mournful cry neatly, and everyone's faces were so ugly. It's a small isolated compound, some of them have lived here for several years, and some of them have only come.

Every day, they live almost the same days, with fear.

They were invited to do things here, but lived like prisoners, they ate and drank well, but they were not free and lived in fear all day long. Because they don't know who will die next. The newcomers knew on the first day what terrible things were going to happen to them, and they were able to come in only because a group of people had died.

About a dozen people have been living in this courtyard, and ninety-five percent of them have died, except for the luckiest of them, who have lived tremblingly for a few years. A group of people died, and a group of people were invited in. The sturdy warriors standing at the door looked back at them from time to time with Mori Han's gaze, and there was no expression in them.

It seems that there is only one way for them to continue to live.

succeed

If they continue to fail, they will soon be replaced by another group of people. The owner of this courtyard is like an omnipotent demon, no matter how deep they hide, they can be found out one by one.

A man wrapped in a robe looked at several corpses on the platform, a trace of helplessness and worry flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at the crowd around the platform and pointed to the two youngest among them: "This time it failed again, someone must be responsible for the failure, otherwise there will be more than two deaths after asking...... I'm sorry, but the cultivation of the two of you is the lowest among all people, and if you die, it won't have much impact on the overall situation, so ......"

"No!"

The two young men let out a sad cry and subconsciously hid back.

They pleaded and cried, but no sympathy was received. Everyone else knows that if they sympathize with these two people, then they may be the ones who die. This is something that does not need to be considered at all, they have no feelings for each other, and naturally they are not willing to die for others.

The man wrapped in the robe waved his hand, and several ironclad warriors like wolves broke in, held the two young men down without saying a word, and then put the knife in front of their throats, and in the next second, the knife could cut their throats and arteries, and their lives would be ended.

"Wait"

At this moment, a man walked in slowly, he was not very tall, and his appearance was not particularly outstanding, but the temperament of the whole person was like a gun, so domineering. So much so that people who are far taller than him will feel that they are a dwarf in front of him.

There he stood, and it was a high mountain.

"The Master"

The people in the courtyard bowed down one after another, their faces full of irrepressible fear. It was the man in front of them who had killed too many of their companions in the past few years. I don't know how many people in Lu Dao would rather hide in the mountains and old forests to be the companion of wild beasts in order to escape this master, but unfortunately, no matter how deep they hide, as long as this man wants to find them, no one can escape.

"How many samples are left for this test?"

The man asked.

The person wrapped in the robe bowed his head deeply: "None of them are gone, the last one died before he survived the third step just now, there are twenty-four in total, and today is the last one...... These tests don't seem to be very good, and the one that was close to success last time is much stronger than this batch. ”

The man nodded, his gaze falling on the two young men who had already peed their pants in fright: "The next batch will be delivered in a few days, but the experiment cannot be stopped...... Neither of them is too old, so let's experiment with the two of them. If I can find the steps to success from them, I will bury them. ”

"Yes"

The man wrapped in the robe smiled suspiciously, looked back at the two young men and said: "You are really lucky, if it weren't for the master, you would have died today, now it's okay, you can at least live a few more days, if you are lucky, you can even be written into the history books, what a glory?" ”

"No!"

The two young men howled in fear and struggled like crazy, knowing better than anyone that living a few more days was not luck, but the most terrible torment in the world.

"Please! Kill me! ”

"Kill me!"

The man wrapped in the robe shook his head: "No one can go against the will of the master, no one can." ”

The two young men were held down by their former companions, stripped naked and tied to the stone platform, their limbs writhing violently but unable to break free from the shackles of fate. Their companion raised his shiny knife and began to cut at them. Someone was holding a clear jar that seemed to be squirming with something inside.

A few days later

The man wrapped in the robe rubbed his red eyes, stretched his body tiredly, and shook his head in disappointment as he looked at the two young people who were dying on the stage: "Sure enough, it still doesn't work...... They're useless anymore, so let's take them out and dispose of them. The two of them were too big, and it was useless to stay. ”

"Yes!"

Several samurai came in and carried the two dying men out of the courtyard.

In the confusion, the door of the small courtyard opened.

The door seemed to open so slowly, like a passage to hell.

The Black Master shook his head vigorously, freeing himself from his thoughts. This scene is so familiar to him, it has appeared in his dreams countless times, yes...... He told himself it was just a dream, even though he saw it every day.

……

……

The gates opened

The Black Master shook his head and freed himself from his memory. The opening of the door in memory is a thing of the past, and even the most terrifying memories are gone. Now, he had to face the open door in front of him.

Since he started practicing, he seems to have entered the realm much faster than ordinary practitioners. Sometimes he can't help but want to laugh, if it weren't for the accident that year, he wouldn't have the strength he has today. In the past twenty years, he has felt that he is getting stronger and stronger day by day, and he feels that the power surging in his body is unstoppable.

He chose to stay in Dali because it was quiet.

The scenery here is more beautiful than anywhere else, and someone once said that after living in Dali City, there is no dream of traveling far to the world, because the scenery here is enough to fascinate any wandering heart. Not only that, but here he also tasted the beauty of the superior.

If in other places, his cultivation is very high, but he will not be so valued and obtain such a high status. In Dali City, he is the national teacher of Nanyan, and he is equal to Prime Minister Zhu Zhizhen in terms of status, and even, Zhu Zhizhen has to speak politely to him, because Zhu Zhizhen's status depends on the strength of his family, and the national teacher of Heishang relies on his own strength.

Murong Yan gave him status, and he could get almost all his desires satisfied.

Money?

It doesn't make sense for him to ask for it.

Woman?

In the entire Dali, except for a very limited number of women, the women among the hundreds of thousands of people in the city, he can just order one and pull them into his bedroom. Even if he defiled the palace maids in the palace of Dali City, Murong Yan would pretend not to know anything. As long as he doesn't touch Murong Shame's queen concubine, the other palace maids are just bargaining chips to keep the Black Master in Murong Shame's eyes.

Just last night, he slept with the daughter of a member of the military department.

For him, a five-grade soldier is like an ant, without threat.

"Don't scare them, be honest when you enter the city."

Fang Xie rubbed the white lion's head and said with a smile, the white lion glanced at him, seemingly a little puzzled. Fang Xie smiled: "If you scare them all to death, how can I play?" ”

The white lion spewed out a breath from his nose dissatisfied, and simply turned his head away from looking at Fang Jie, like a negative child.

The gate hole is very long, about 20 meters long.

After they opened it, the soldiers of the Southern Yan Army who were guarding the gate ran back to the city quickly, and no one dared to stay in the doorway. It's as if those three guys who look very pleasing to the eye are actually demons in human skin. In fact they were wrong, because only the one at the front was the real demon.

The door opens

Fang Xie was the first to walk in, and Xiang Qingniu behind was a little unhappy to put the cards into the deerskin bag, he was unhappy, because he had lost the most just now, originally a quarter of Dali City was his, but Fang Xie just won back more than half, and now, only almost one-tenth of Dali City is still his. And at this time, the door opened, and he didn't even have a chance to turn the book.

Xie Fuyao was calm for a while, although he had already lost a quarter of Dali City.

After entering the door, Xie Fuyao stayed at the door, standing there, his body straight. He is like a towering pine that needs to be looked up to.

When he walked to the middle of the doorway, Xiang Qingniu also stopped, he sat down cross-legged on the exposed surface of the green bricks, took out the deck of cards from the deerskin bag again, and began to shuffle the cards as if he was a little bored, and then put the cards on the ground one by one regularly, and then draw the numbers on the cards after making up the whole number, which is a boring game played by boring people.

Fang Xie walked the farthest, and he walked to the door inside the city gate.

Stop it.

Hei Shangguo Shizi looked at Fang Xie carefully, and then looked at Xie Fuyao at the gate outside, and Xiang Qingniu in the middle of the doorway. He was silent for a while and then shook his head: "It turns out that you didn't plan to enter the palace at all to fight a decisive battle with the great monk who misled yourself. ”

Fang Xie smiled, very brightly: "The great monk who misled himself never thought of fighting me. ”

"The monk is really unreliable, and the sentence of not telling a lie is a lie in itself."

Although the Black Master was a little surprised, he quickly recovered: "I forgot, the great monk who misled himself is even more unreliable. ”

Fang Xie nodded: "Because he is smarter than you." ”

The Black Master shook his head: "No...... Because I'm better than him. ”

……

……

The Black Master looked at the city gate and said with some amazement: "The door is open, and then close it." ”

Fang Xie looked back, and then said to the Black Master very seriously: "You don't have too much time, it takes half an hour for the cavalry to rush into the city gate from the time they set off, and you only have half an hour to defeat the three of us, and then close the gate." ”

"It doesn't take that long."

The Black Master slowly stretched his hand out of his sleeve: "Please believe me, it will be soon." ”

Fang Xie took the Chaolu knife from his back and stuck it on the ground at his side, and moved his arms: "I like you to brag like this the most, because it will be extra cool to beat." ”