I remember that the boy just said that he was not harming her, but that each team only had one ...... at the end He didn't finish speaking, is there only one person who will survive? If that's the case, then it's barely explainable. It's just that even an irrelevant person was scared when he saw her, why wasn't he frightened, or even a little panicked?

Lan Lingxi and the No. 138 boy's eyes met in the air, looked at each other for a moment, and then silently staggered their gazes.

Because at this moment, Lan Lingxi already had a rough guess about his own situation in his heart. The place where she is at the moment is a secret training base, and these trained people are either killers, spies, or meticulous work, anyway, they are all doing that kind of shady thing.

Training like killers is undoubtedly bloody and brutal. There is no need for sympathy, no need for weakness, no need for anything other than to be able to live. Therefore, the death of this body is not to be killed, but to die because of the defeat.

Lan Lingxi took a deep breath and hid the faint boredom in his heart. Since she is alive, she will never allow herself to die easily! She must get out of this training base alive!

"Don't be afraid, I'm not dead!"

Lan Lingxi glanced at the young man who was so frightened that her face turned pale again, and explained lightly.

Others: "......"

Lan Lingxi: "It's just that I seem to have forgotten everything before, can you tell me...... What continent or country are we in now? ”

Others: "......"

Lan Lingxi: "......"

Are they all dumb?

When those people confirmed that Lan Lingxi was indeed alive, they all retreated into the house very calmly, and closed the door behind them casually.

Only No. 138 glanced at Lan Lingxi again before closing the door.

Lan Lingxi: "......"

If the soft one doesn't work, then use the strong one.

She flew and flashed straight to the young man who had not yet returned to the room, and was scared by her at first, and reached out to grab him by the collar.

"Hey, hey, what do you want to do? I'm telling you, brawls outside of training are punishable by blackface! ”

Lan Lingxi: "Why don't they speak?"

Teenager: "Why do they speak, because everyone has the potential to be the one who sends them to death?"

Lan Lingxi choked, and seemed to have some sense.

Lan Lingxi: "Then why aren't they afraid of me, only you?"

The young man pursed his lips aggrievedly: "Haven't I been afraid of ghosts since I was a child?"

Lan Lingxi: "......"

Suddenly found that she was speechless!

Lan Lingxi: "Now tell me, which continent, which country, which year we are in!"

The young man glanced at Lan Lingxi in surprise, and then said solemnly: "We are now in the Hell Training Camp, this training camp is in the territory of the Cangyou Country, and this year is the Year of the Auspicious Emperor."

The young man took advantage of the moment when Lan Lingxi's attention was taken away by his words, broke free from her shackles and fled back to the room.

Anyway, he already knew what he wanted to know, Lan Lingxi didn't bother to care about him, found room 137, pushed the door and walked in.

The furnishings were outrageously simple, except for a wooden bed and the necessary bedding, only a wooden chest and a bath tub.

Lan Lingxi rummaged through the wooden box and found that the two robes inside were the same as those worn by other teenagers.

It seems that the clothes worn by these trainees are uniformly distributed by the organization.

At such a time, Lan Lingxi could not expect too much. She filled the tub with water from the water pipe in her room and heated it up with her spiritual powers.

At this moment, the teenagers in the other rooms seem to be calm on the surface, but in fact, everyone's hearts have been set off a lot of waves.

First, that No. 137 actually came back from the dead!

Second, not only did she come back to life, she also caught the No. 10 ranked third in the training camp as easily as a chicken!

Her original strength was okay, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to resist the third round of elimination. But it's not that strong! And she also forgot all about the past, what happened to her?

Thirdly, after leaving in a hurry yesterday, the black face did not return to the camp until this evening, which has never happened in the past two years or so of training.

Fourth, there was a sudden change in the sky yesterday morning, and the black face also left in a hurry at that time, and his departure seemed to be related to the change.

There's something weird about it all there.

Lan Lingxi hurriedly took a shower, and after changing into clean clothes, he couldn't bear the strong sleepiness anymore, and fell asleep.

In a mansion on the edge of Zixiao City, a tall man dressed in black brocade had his back to the courtyard, looking up at the heavy night in a daze.

"Young master, we ...... What's next? ”

Beside the man, a burly man who seemed to be subordinate weighed his words.

The tall man slowly turned around. What an earth-shattering face that is! The long hair like a waterfall is casually and nobly draped behind him. On the snow-like face, under the two thick sword eyebrows, a pair of obsidian-like black star eyes were deep and restrained.

"Tomorrow, send those people in the training camp to the Bafang Pavilion and the Dark Night Hall respectively!"

A magnetic, melodious voice spilled out of his red lips.

There was no superfluous emotion, as if he was just saying something very ordinary, but the subordinate looked surprised in vain.

"Young master, they have just reached the third round of elimination!"

"It's okay, they won't assign them dangerous tasks for the time being after they come out, just ask Nan Yu for the rest."

"Yes, young master!"

Early the next morning

The morning sun poured into the wooden house through the dappled windows, and the slender figure on the bed curled up slightly, sleeping very deeply.

Suddenly, a familiar cold voice sounded clear through the valley, breaking the silence of the morning.

"All the little bastards who are still alive, get out of here!"

Almost as soon as the sound sounded, the wooden doors opened in unison as if they had been installed. Then a grim-looking teenager walked out from behind the door.

The person who came was the black face in the young man's mouth, and his gloomy gaze swept back and forth on those teenagers a few times, "Are all the living here?" ”

Hearing this, the eyes of the teenagers subconsciously glanced at the door of room 137.

Black face: "I have something to say!"

What is surprising is that the first person to stand up is actually No. 138.

"No. 137 she ...... Not dead! ”

The boy's voice was a little dry, I don't know if it was because of nervousness or for some other reason.

As soon as the young man's voice fell, his black-faced body flashed, and he fell in front of him from mid-air. Frightened, he took a few steps back before stopping.

"Go and bring her to me!"

The black-faced hand pointed to No. 138.

When the teenagers saw No. 138 turn around and leave, an inexplicable nervousness and expectation rose in their hearts......

The experience of the past two years or so has taught them that arriving late for a meeting is a loss of life. And today's 137 is not only late, but also black-faced people to call her, so you can imagine what her ending will be.

And those who report are also likely to be affected......

A moment later, when Lan Lingxi was awakened from her dream and dragged to the training ground indiscriminately, her three souls and seven spirits suddenly returned to her body.

Sensing that all eyes fell on him like a torch, Lan Lingxi's eyes deepened.

I recommend another of my novels, "The Flowers of the Heavenly Universe Fall and Bloom Again"