Selena was right, little York, who now often calls himself a war correspondent, saw a scene in this mine that he will never forget in his life.

Yes, after being put down, little York's neck was put on a huge spider, because when he was resting on the way, little York also saw how the animal bitten by this kind of spider turned into a thick juice that could not even be seen in appearance, so little York also extinguished the plan to escape halfway - who knows what the control range of this spider is, and when he leaves the control range, this spider will directly take a bite on himself, little York's heart is even more bottomless.

Of course, on the way, Little York did not rest, every time he walked a distance, Little York would turn on the camera system, and then look for a more conspicuous thing as a reference, and whisper the route he had taken, so that he could fully describe this route through the edited video. As long as they get to their destination, Little York believes that relying only on his own video will guide other players to find it.

There was nothing wrong with this idea, and when he saw the mine, Little York hurriedly went offline, ready to edit a video. After all, since the coma, little York has not released a new video for several days, and many viewers have left messages on their blogs asking for updates. This episode of the show will definitely satisfy many people - of course, many of the people mentioned here should just be players, after all, this kind of pure clue with no viewing value, just look at it, it's still very boring.

What Little York didn't know was that not long after he went offline, the male cultist of the evil god turned around and looked at Little York's phantom, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

After getting off the line, Little York hurriedly called up the video he had recorded, and then opened the editor to start editing. Since there are not many things recorded in the past few days, and the information recorded is basically relatively important, it didn't take much for Little York to make the finished version. Non-stop, Little York didn't even have time to review it, and hurriedly packaged the video and passed it to the editor-in-chief. After attaching a note of the situation, little York rushed to the bathroom, ate a sandwich he had made before, poured two sips of water, and hurried back to bed, bringing on his gaming helmet.

There was another burst of darkness, and after staring at the light that could be seen, little York opened his eyes. The light in front of me was dim, and there was only a small sun in the sky that shone brightly, which was different from the environment before I exited. You must know that when you quit before, it was still noon, and even if you made it slowly, it didn't take much time, so naturally it wouldn't be at night.

Little York felt a little dizzy, could it be that after he quit before, he was beaten on the head? With a hand on his forehead, Little York staggered to his feet, but his body was weak, his eyes were dizzy, and he fell straight back, "bumping", and hit the wall behind him. "Wall?" Little York, who was sitting on the ground against the wall, was a little sober at this time: "Could it be that he is indoors now?"

Little York finally sobered up a little, shook his head with his eyes and shook his head, the inexplicable "buzzing" sound in his head finally disappeared, and when he opened his eyes, he would not be starring. That's when little York really started to look around. No wonder I felt that the environment was so dim before, it turned out that the "sun" I saw before was just an oil lamp stuck in the wall. The light of the oil lamp is no more than the size of a knuckle, and the breeze that blows from time to time in the cave makes the lamp shaky, and it is naturally even darker.

By this light, little York saw as if he were in a prison. The prison was surrounded on three sides by solid stone walls, and the only side that was not stone was a wooden fence. The wooden fences were sturdy, and although they were a little fragile compared to the thick logs the wrist size of the legendary man, they were not something that little York could break by hand.

Little York walked over to the fence and grabbed one of them and shook it vigorously, only to hear a "hissing" sound in his ears. Little York stopped and looked at the top of the fence where the noise was making and saw a multicolored snake perched on the fence. Just by looking at the color, you know that this is a poisonous snake, no wonder there is only a fence here, not even the usual handcuffs and shackles.

Seeing this venomous snake, little York reached out and touched the back of his neck, and it seemed that the big spider had been taken away. Yes, since there are already poisonous snakes guarding them, then naturally there is no need to waste another one. As he thought this, little York heard a voice coming. Hurriedly closed his eyes, leaned against the wall and fell to the side, pretending to be unconscious.

Footsteps, little York, who had closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious, had already heard the type of sound by this time, and judged, and was getting closer and closer. Soon, the footsteps stopped, and they were just outside his cell. Then, the man spoke: "Wow, wow, it looks like our old friend has woken up." "It's the male cultist. Little York remembered that the man had an exaggerated mask on his face, covering himself so tightly that he could only see two eyes. Has this man really found himself awake, or is he deceiving himself? For a moment little York couldn't make up his mind.

"Don't try to pretend to be unconscious, my little girl. The cultist said, "Get up, no one has ever told you that it's ridiculous that you pretend to be unconscious?"

It seems that he really found himself awake. Little York opened his eyes and looked at the figure outside the fence. Because the man had his back to the oil lamp, York didn't know if he was wearing a mask now. It should be with you, little York thought, and at the same time slowly opened his eyes and stood up: "What the hell do you want to do?

"Oh, our little cutie doesn't have a good memory, didn't I say it before? The man sighed as he took out the key, unlocked the lock that was locked on the cell door, and pushed the door open: "Come out, cutie, I'll take you to see a rare feast." With a wave of his hand, the serpent on the fence fell, crawled straight towards Little York, and wrapped itself around his neck.

Little York had no choice but to get up and follow the man. I don't know if I can survive today, little York thought to himself, after all, this man also said before that he is a living sacrifice, and the feast that needs a living sacrifice should be a sacrifice. Maybe I'm going to die heroically today.