Until she lay down on her bed and fell asleep, Ding Zhu always felt like she was dreaming, she rubbed her chest, where the still sharp pain clearly told her that everything she encountered was not a dream, but really happened.

Originally, Ding Candle also wanted to ask Qin Ge, Lu Cong or Sun Loquat and Zhou Wangce about such a thing, but after a slight hesitation, she still gave up, although the other party did not say that she could not ask others, but the mysterious secrets they showed made Ding Candle subconsciously believe one thing in his heart, that is, this matter should not be leaked to anyone at all.

The result of the leak may not be something she can afford.

But with such a thing in his mind, he couldn't say it, and Ding Zhu felt as if he was going to be suffocated to death.

When she took on the task, she asked the tavern keeper as if unintentionally, "Is there anything in the endless world that can't see the light?" ”

The tavern owner laughed: "Of course there is, we can't see the light, although the endless world also knows about our existence, but as long as it is not put on the table, they will not care, so ah, as long as we see the light, that is the real light death." ”

Looking at the tavernkeeper's happy appearance, Ding Candle didn't feel happy at all, so she asked more deeply, "What about the other than the tavern?" ”

The boss's face suddenly froze, he looked at Ding Zhu with a very capable gaze, and after looking her up and down, he said meaningfully: "If people want to live, they don't have too much curiosity, you must know that most of the premature deaths in the world are caused by too much curiosity." ”

Then he smiled again, patted Ding Candle's shoulder, and sighed half-truthfully: "Oh, don't be too nervous, I just made a little joke and scared you like this." ”

Her eyes followed the tavern owner who turned around to bartangle others, Ding Zhu stretched out her hand to look at the task in her hand, and clenched it suddenly, she thought, the tavern owner must have known something just now, but he didn't want to tell himself.

What the hell is that cyan masked tissue?

Why find yourself again?

There is no way to know.

But the other party can easily catch himself, and he can easily put himself to death if he thinks about it, even if it is for the sake of his own life, Ding Zhu still succumbed to the other party's obscenity,

With the task in hand, Ding Zhu jumped off the bar and staggered upstairs, but behind her without noticing, the tavernkeeper's sharp gaze remained firmly on her until her back was all gone.

A basin of cold water fell on Ding Candle's head, causing her brain to wake up suddenly, and then she heard the earth-shattering cheers.

Although the cheering voice was loud, but when Ding Zhu carefully identified it, it was also muffled, as if it was coming from something in the sky.

Looking around, Ding Candle found that it was in a stone room, with an area of about thirty square meters, and in addition to her, there were five or six other people, males.

Ding Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then he touched under him, and sure enough, there were more things that shouldn't be hers, and it seemed that he had become a man again in this mission.

After confirming his gender, Ding Zhu went to observe the situation around him again.

Several other males are red. Naked upper body, lower body wearing a very simple trousers, tied with hemp rope, the color of the trousers is also uniform, all are hemp yellow, is the original fabric of this coarse linen, and they are wearing the same as them.

These men all have high Arabic eyebrows and deep eyes, and they should be about the same, but the color of their skin is different, some are slightly whiter, some are very dark, but one thing is in common, their muscles are relatively developed.

If there was an exception, it was probably only Ding Candle, she looked down at her red. The naked upper body does not have extremely obvious swollen muscles like others, her muscles are tighter, which makes her body look very thin.

There was no one talking in the room, and Ding Zhu could only hear the muffled cheers coming from the wall overhead, unusually excited, unusually enthusiastic. The silence in the room contrasted even more with these enthusiasm and excitement.

Ding Zhu, who quietly observed the men around him, found that their faces were numb, without any expression, and all of them looked like temple statues carved out of marble.

Just as Ding Candle was silently observing them, Ding Candle suddenly heard a man speak to him: "New here, what are you looking at?" ”

New to the new arrival? These three words immediately made Ding Zhu realize that the identity of the original owner was also a newcomer who didn't understand anything here, and she immediately seized this opportunity to ask the man who spoke.

"What is this place?"

Ding Candle's words made several men in the room have weird smiles on their faces, especially the man who had just opened his mouth to talk to him, and even grinned unceremoniously, his teeth were unusually white, revealing a cold light in this dim light.

"This is in the heavens, and it is also the underworld." The man said slowly.

Ding Zhu was looking at this man seriously, looking at all his conditions and his expression.

This man was the tallest and most athletic of all the men in the room, and his muscles seemed to be bread fermented in his body, and his dark complexion was full of strength.

There were many scars on his body, large and small, some very new, but more old, and they sat on the man's body in various colors of deep and light shades, which added a fierce sense of danger to him.

Wearing a necklace made of animal bones around his neck makes his whole image clear and three-dimensional.

"What's your name......" Ding Zhu asked softly.

Unexpectedly, the man waved his hand, with a look of contempt: "New here, you can only know what my name is if you survive, if you don't survive, you don't need to know my name, and I don't need to know your name." ”

"Why?" Ding Zhu stubbornly asked.

This time it was another man who spoke, his flaxen hair and a deep scar on his face, which made his originally peaceful face full of hideousness: "There are too many people like you, and there is no need to remember names at all." ”

"Why?"

"Why take the time to memorize someone who is about to die?"

"Ahab! Get ready! At this moment, a rough voice sounded outside the room, and Ding Zhu saw that all the men in the room had the expressions that should be so. ()

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