218 The Land of Black War
The two walked on the streets in the early morning one after the other, and Ji Zihe seemed to remember something.
"Have you had breakfast?"
Ji Zihe walked forward quickly, looked at Mu Sheng and asked.
"I've eaten it. If you want something to eat, I'll be waiting for you. ”
As soon as Mu Sheng finished saying this, his stomach growled.
"Okay, come with me, I'll treat you to breakfast this morning."
Ji Zihe grabbed Mu Sheng's arm and walked to the restaurant.
"Let's sit together, and you don't have to be restrained in front of me." Ji Zihe removed the mask on his face, looked at Mu Sheng and said, "Although I don't feel uncomfortable wearing that mask, it's even more comfortable not to wear it." ”
Mu Sheng looked at the centipede-like red lines on Ji Zihe's face in surprise, and he became even more uneasy.
"What's wrong? Did it scare you? However, don't worry about it, it looks ugly, but I think I'm still quite kind. ”
Immediately, Ji Zihe looked at Mu Sheng and smiled.
And Ji Zihe's smile made Mu Sheng take a few steps back again.
"No, my lord is too worried, I'll just stand and serve you after eating."
At this time, Mu Sheng was obviously more restrained than before.
"If you sit down, go down to the left, don't ink."
Hearing the impatience in Ji Zihe's tone, Mu Sheng sat down cautiously.
The pedestrians who came and went, although they looked at Ji Zihe in amazement, did not say anything.
"Come, eat more, you're welcome."
Ji Zihe was stretching out, while urging Mu Sheng to eat as soon as possible. And Mu Sheng looked at Ji Zihe from time to time.
After a long time, Ji Zihe stood up, and the mask reappeared on his face.
"Next, I would like to ask you for more advice."
After throwing down a few gold coins, the two set off again.
"Thank you for your hospitality."
Mu Sheng said extremely respectfully.
"A breakfast is not a treat."
Ji Zihe said casually, as if he was thinking about something.
"How long have you been by Zhou Yu's side?"
"It's been almost four years."
"It seems that you were not forcibly fed medicine by the Ice Mirror people."
"Actually, not everyone will be fed medicine, those who are fed medicine are just people who desperately resist."
"I'm curious, why do other people know about your existence, but why they can still keep you around."
Ji Zihe turned his head to look at Mu Sheng beside him, and said suspiciously.
"There is also discrimination, and if we are sent out directly, we will not have access to any secrets."
"It seems that if the ice mirror wants to find out the real secret, it still has to be done secretly."
Thinking of this, Ji Zihe felt a little discouraged in his heart.
"Didn't the Ice Mirror Organization assign you a puppet?"
Mu Sheng, who hesitated repeatedly, finally mustered up the courage to ask Ji Zihe.
"I asked for the little girl from the ice mirror, and instead of giving it, they wanted to clean me up, and as a result, I killed a few people by stealing chickens and rice, and the next black war was also because of this."
Ji Zihe didn't think too much about it, so he blurted out.
"That..."
Mu Sheng looked at Ji Zihe with some hesitation, and stopped talking a few times.
"Are you trying to ask where that little girl has gone? Well, of course, it's a secret. ”
"It's my rudeness, please sir..."
Ji Zihe waved his hand to stop what Mu Sheng was going to say next.
The two fell silent, but they still walked side by side.
"Have you ever thought about breaking away from the Ice Mirror?"
Ji Zihe asked in a somewhat strange tone.
"Where can I go without me? No strength, no gold coins, no matter how bad it is here, at least there is a possibility of survival, but if you go out, you may die tomorrow. ”
Listening to Mu Sheng's words, Ji Zihe fell into deep thought.
"Actually, I still envy the girl you protect."
Ji Zihe looked at Mu Sheng's eyes and felt sincerity and longing from them.
"She's been drugged."
"I'm sorry."
Mu Sheng lowered his head and said.
After that, there was silence between the two again.
It's not a long way, but it's a long walk.
"My lord, it's here."
Approaching noon, Mu Sheng said again.
"There are some impressions around here."
Looking around, Ji Zihe frowned, but he couldn't remember where it was.
Then, under Mu Sheng's care, after passing through the many secret doors, the two of them finally walked to the last secret door after a long and long dark passage.
"Behind this gate is the land of the Black War."
There was an indescribable complexity in Mu Sheng's tone.
"Are you leaving?"
"Yes, it's not for people like me who don't have the strength to get in."
Ji Zihe stared at Mu Sheng for a long time, and finally told Mu Sheng what he had thought of at this time.
"If nothing else, your conversation with me, and the conclusions you have made about my observations, will be told to Zhou Yu and Bingjing."
Mu Sheng didn't speak, just nodded a little scared and difficult.
"Really? If it is true that it is enough to say what I do to save you from suffering, then you can say, I will not blame you. ”
Ji Zihe patted Mu Sheng's shoulder, and then pushed open the last secret door in front of him.
Mu Sheng looked at Ji Zihe's back and raised his hand, and then put it down weakly.
"Good luck."
Mu Sheng, who seemed to have made up his mind, turned around and left.
When Ji Zihe pushed the door in, he felt a sultry wave rushing towards him. At the same time, Ji Zihe also noticed that there seemed to be a kind of restraint being untied on him.
A sense of relaxation comes naturally.
"I don't feel like I'm being bound, but I feel liberated here."
As if to verify something, a wind signal appeared in Ji Zihe's hand.
"Isn't it suppressed? Why is there no here. Could it be that in the Tianyan School District, those dissipated superlimit sword towers caused this place to lose its suppression? ”
Then with a clench of his palm, the wind ball disappeared from his hand again.
"I think it should be about the same, I've seen a long-cherished army galloping to a place before, it seems to be here, that's right."
"It seems that in the Shengyuan Agency, there are also people who have reached out to the underground world."
Then, Ji Zihe found a random place and sat down casually.
The power of the elements surged violently like boiling water, and the remnants of elemental fluctuations were intertwined here.
Offstage, slave-like capable people are fighting, and countless people on the stage are roaring hysterically.
The smell of wine, sweat, and other indescribable flavors are intertwined. ’
There are people who win gold coins and their eyes shine, there are people who lose gold coins and look depressed, and more people are people who fight more and more if they don't agree with each other.
In this kind of place, people lose the concept of time, and the light emitted by the elemental crystals, coupled with more enchanting postures, not only digs up their gold coins and harvests their lives, but also makes them lose their fighting spirit.
What's more, on top of the stands, the line is up. Judging from the lack of reaction from the people on the side, this kind of thing is not uncommon.
"Drunk gold fans, send souls to death."
After scanning the place, Ji Zihe said coldly.
In this way, Ji Zihe sat motionless in this place for an afternoon. When Ji Zihe felt irritated about the slow efficiency of the Ice Mirror.
The huge cold air was instantly pressed down like a landslide.