Giant hoof prints, two meters wide and half a man high, were filled with rainwater, and the ground was a little muddy, and the smell of rot mixed with the slightest breath of freshness rippled through the forest.

"Ahem......"

The eyes are empty and devoid of brilliance.

The young man's face was pale, his blood was gone, and the corners of his lips trembled slightly.

The iron rope lifted his hands up, and his right palm was pierced by an arrow and nailed to the trunk of the tree. The body of the arrow was stirring with lightning, and the right palm trembled uncontrollably, and blood flowed down the arm.

"Guess where the next arrow will be shot?"

The white satin tied up the bright red tight-fitting combat uniform, the beautiful figure was undoubtedly revealed, the ponytail was raised high, the facial features were exquisite, and there was a playful smile between the eyebrows.

The pale blue gemstone is set in the dark red bow, and the fingers are white, like carved from jade.

The tip of the arrow was aimed at the boy, up and down.

“……”

The boy grinned.

The light regained focus as the painful, bloodshot eyes staring at the girl in front of her.

As if being targeted by a bloodthirsty beast, the girl was inexplicably startled, her fingers trembled, the bowstring bounced along the gap in her fingertips, and the arrows that were not ready to shoot were out of control and shot out in an instant.

"Ahh

The girl exclaimed, her eyes widened, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she held her breath, a little nervous.

"Heh......"

The boy sneered.

It's obviously you who tortures people, and you still pretend to be nervous and worried, is it fun?

The arrow is pointed straight at the center of the eyebrow.

The boy didn't move.

That doesn't mean giving up on dodging, and honestly, he doesn't want to die.

And he can't die yet.

"Isn't it still showing up?"

Bang......

The air shield quietly appeared, and the tip of the arrow seemed to be fixed, unable to move in the slightest.

"It's too much."

Behind the ancient tree, the young man in green shirt erected his sword eyebrows, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and there was a slight dissatisfaction in his eyes: "It doesn't matter how you torture, but you must remember that he can't die." ”

"I know, this time it's just an accident......"

The girl flattened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, as if she was coquettish, as if she was admitting her mistake.

The young man in the green shirt reached out and grabbed the arrow in his palm, and at the same time, the air shield disappeared.

"Sister, you were born in a luxurious family, and you don't know that wealth is hard to come by, but it's understandable to be a brother. But I still hope you can understand that arrows are precious and are used to kill enemies, not to play. ”

"Know ......"

The girl lowered her head, her eyes glancing at the boy from time to time, and the corners of her mouth pursed.

"Take them to the dungeon, and the food will be as usual." The young man in green shirt called the two guards and ordered: "Don't treat your injuries for the time being, keep an eye on him, don't let him escape, and ...... Don't die. ”

"Yes!"

The guards nodded in unison.

The rope was untied by the guards, and his wrists lost the strength to lift them, and his body was weak and weak, and his legs were limp and weak, and he could not exert his strength. The body slid down against the trunk of the tree, but the palm of the hand was still nailed, and the pain pierced the heart.

The boy hooked the corners of his mouth, his eyelids drooped, and through the squinted slit, he looked deeply at the boy and girl.

The arrow was plucked down by the guard, who then lowered his head and raised his hands to the boy.

The boy slid limply to the ground.

Another guard grabbed the boy by the ankle and dragged him forward.

From beginning to end, the boy always hooked the corners of his mouth, squinted his eyes, and did not moan or cry.

The young man in green shirt stared at the young man who was dragged away, and sighed lightly: "It's really strange, this guy's eyes always make me feel a trace of danger." ”

The girl looked at the bloodstained arrows, and wondered in her heart, why did the panic and dazedness of that moment appear? Could it be, is this...... Heartbeat?

……

The shackles were clasped around the wrists and ankles, and the spikes glistened with lightning and pierced into the flesh, causing severe pain with the slightest exertion.

There was a cold touch from the solid stone walls and floor, and the boy leaned against the wall, his arms trembling, half of the stiff pancake in his hand, and chewing in his mouth.

"The cake that Miss specially dried can't chew, can he still eat it?"

"What's going on with this guy? This treatment ......"

"I don't know, Childe said that Miss is tortured at will, but she must not die."

"Keep an eye on, this guy must not have an accident here, otherwise you and I will not end well."

The blood from the palm of his hand stained the pancake, and then brought it to his mouth, grinding his teeth, and finally biting down on the small piece.

The shackles on the wrists have spikes that cannot be torn apart, and can only be eaten little by little in this way.

The pancakes were chewed carefully, and their weak bodies needed food.

Gradually, his body regained some strength, and he struggled to his feet, staining his trembling fingers with blood, drawing a horizontal line in the mess of blood on the wall.

"Ninety-ninth day."

In the cold and damp dungeon, the water vapor adhered to the flat stone walls, and in the dim light, the boy's face could barely be reflected. He grinned at the wall, his white teeth bloodshot.

"Today is the day of the amnesty of talents."

Talent Amnesty, as the name suggests.

Give the prisoner a chance to turn over, and he can use his talents to get out of the cage.

"Let's go!"

The ropes handcuffed the prisoner's hands and feet, and he pulled him out of the dungeon.

The bright, warm light shone brightly, out of place with the cold dungeon.

"Remember, this is your only chance to turn around."

Barbed wire enveloped the forest, and the prisoners were unchained, masked, and thrown into the jungle.

The so-called amnesty is to live to the end.

There are only five places, and you can use means such as fighting and hiding, as long as you are lucky enough to survive to the end, you can get out of the cage.

"Can you survive?"

The girl in red walked to the young man's side, her tall ponytail held in front of her chest. The boy was almost covered in blood, but the girl in red did not blink her eyes, and her eyes were slightly sarcastic.

"I hope."

The teenager shrugged.

The barbed shackles had been removed, but the dark black blood stains on the palms of his hands still hurt sharply, but the boy didn't seem to notice it.

"You're always like that."

The girl in red gritted her teeth: "It's disgusting!" ”

"Hmm......"

The boy was calm: "Don't be angry, I can't say it, I'll hang here directly." ”

"Nope."

The girl in red stared at the boy with straight eyes: "You will live to the end." ”

The dark black mask was attached to the boy's face, and the girl raised her hand and threw the boy into the jungle.

The cold metal touch, the mask seems to have a strange energy, firmly attached. Suddenly, it began to glow a bewitching red. The qi and blood in his body surged, and instantly surged towards the mask.

The already weak body was once again defeated by qi and blood.

"Heh......"

Wow......

The leaves are like ice crystals, tearing through the clothes. The boy hung on the tree, taking a deep breath, trying to regain some strength.

"Torture me at this time, and say that you will live to the end?"

The boy thought it was ridiculous.

Do you crave power? 】

A line of red letters quietly appeared in front of him, and a sweet, crisp voice echoed in his mind at the same time.

"Hallucinations?"

The boy's eyes widened, concentrating.

"That's not right!"

His eyes widened as a teenager stood beside him leaning against the trunk of a tree.

It's the embers.