"Please, will you heal my leg? I don't want to become lame! I've said everything......" Zhang Hong lay at the door of the dungeon, pleading with the guards outside the door, his broken leg in the town of Suero was only briefly bandaged and fixed by Hong Lifeng, and it has not been healed. Along the way, I was rough treated by the horse thieves, and it seems to be misplaced again. Now one of his calves was so swollen that he knew that if no one helped him heal, it would not be possible for it to get back to its original state, even if it barely grew.

There was no movement outside, no other sound in the house, Hong Lifeng had been taken away for a long time, and they wanted to force him to tell the secret of the gun. Zhang Hong wanted to make meritorious contributions, but he didn't know how to shoot and couldn't do anything about it. He also raised the issue that Hong Lifeng could not speak Spanish well and that he could be a translator, but Cadiz ignored him.

Zhang Hong screamed there alone, shouted for a while, he was like deflated, threw himself on the ground and did not move, and then slowly whimpered and cried.

Zhang Hong cried while cursing quietly in his mouth, starting with Enrique, who beat him, scolding Luo Ling, who assigned him to Suero, scolding Xiao Chen, who had troubled him, scolding Li Jia and Ji Yijun, who didn't deal with him, and then began to scold Hong Lifeng who failed to protect him, he scolded for a long time, and all kinds of swear words and foul words came out, but he was careful not to scold Cadiz.

This man is so terrible that Zhang Hong doesn't have the courage to resist at all, he is just a small lecturer in the School of Foreign Languages, and in front of a big bandit who kills people, he is like a dog's tail in the wind.

Just when Zhang Hong was crying out of breath, the door of the dungeon suddenly opened, and Awan and Orville walked in with Hong Lifeng, who was covered in blood, Awan looked at Zhang Hong who couldn't stop crying and laughed, "This soft egg is crying, his crying tone is really similar to singing, more girls than real girls." ”

"Maybe you should find a moment to comfort him. Orville sneered.

Awan punched Orville, and then spat on Zhang Hong, "Fuck you, only Old Val likes this tune, he can't do it underneath, he has to find a soft enough soft egg." Ha ha. ”

The two threw the dying Hong Lifeng on the ground, didn't bother to take care of Zhang Hong anymore, turned around and walked out of the dungeon, and locked the door again.

Zhang Hong was so frightened by the two of them that he kept hitting the ground with his head on his head, and he didn't dare to make a sound at all until the two of them couldn't even hear the footsteps, and he dared to look up at Hong Lifeng.

Hong Lifeng was covered with blood marks from whips, probably because the horse thief was afraid that he would die, and the wounds on his neck and chest that were cut by the knife before were simply wrapped in a coarse cloth. But the new wounds were dense and even more terrifying than the original, some of them had congealed and stuck to their clothes, and some of them were still oozing blood.

As if feeling Zhang Hong's gaze, Hong Lifeng slowly raised his head and stared at Zhang Hong with a pair of blood-colored eyes.

Zhang Hong seemed to be startled by this look, he subconsciously stepped back, but then climbed to Hong Lifeng's side, wiped the tears and snot on his face with his sleeve and said, "Stand ...... Lifeng, don't resist them, you can say whatever they like to hear, and if you carry it like this, you will really die. ”

Hong Lifeng didn't speak, just looked at Zhang Hong intently. Zhang Hong frowned and said: "I, I really am for your good! We were abandoned by the school and thrown into a broken town, and now we have been robbed and no one has saved us, and we don't owe them anything! We have no relatives and no reason here, why should we die for those irrelevant people?"

Zhang Hong saw that Hong Lifeng still didn't speak, thinking that he must be entangled, and persuaded him harder: "If you say everything that needs to be said, you will naturally lose the pain of flesh and skin." We've got to get over this first, ...... If you follow that Cadiz and become his man, at least you won't have to live in a dungeon, and they can heal my feet and heal your wounds. ”

Hong Lifeng waved to Zhang Hong with great difficulty, Zhang Hong thought that he was injured and couldn't make a sound, so he stepped forward to hear what he had to say. Unexpectedly, Hong Lifeng raised his head and spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on Zhang Hong's face, and he scolded in a voice that was already hoarse: "Traitor!

Zhang Hong's face turned red all of a sudden, his brows trembled, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, he wiped off the phlegm with his sleeve, and grabbed Hong Lifeng's neckline: "You idiot who has been brainwashed by the army, why can't you get along with me." What's so bad about surrendering with me?"

Hong Lifeng looked at Zhang Hong with a sneer, and the smile squeezed out the blood from the wound on his face, and the scars and blood stains crisscrossed like whips in Zhang Hong's heart.

Zhang Hong shook Hong Lifeng's collar vigorously, and the blood that burst out sprinkled on his face, "What sacrifice, what dedication, you are a cannon fodder, your life is gone, and no one will remember you." Why don't those high-ranking guys sacrifice, why should you and I sacrifice for them. You're stupid!

"Traitor, die!" Hong Lifeng didn't argue with the hysterical Zhang Hong in front of him at all, and just said such a sonorous and powerful sentence over and over again.

"Are you going to surrender or not?" Zhang Hong's voice seemed to be screaming, as if he was the one who captured Zhang Hong.

"Traitor, die!" Hong Lifeng said this, and spit a mouthful of phlegm on Zhang Hong's nose.

Zhang Hong was furious, he couldn't even care about his leg injury, a slap knocked Hong Lifeng to the ground, he pounced like a beast, and pinched Hong Lifeng's neck with both hands.

"Bastards! You're all bastards! You, all of you, don't die well. Zhang Hong's hand was so hard that Hong Lifeng's face turned purple. Hong Lifeng couldn't even make a sound, but he still looked at Zhang Hong with a pair of hateful eyes, and his lips made silent movements, "Traitor! traitor! traitor!"

"Shut up, you shut up for me!" Zhang Hong didn't dare to look up at Hong Lifeng's eyes, he lowered his head and pinched it, unaware that a long time had passed. He pinched until Hong Lifeng lost his breath for a long time, and then he remembered to let go of his hand, at this time Hong Lifeng was already dead, but his eyes were not closed, and he always glared at Zhang Hong, as if he was reprimanding and mocking. Zhang Hong looked at Hong Lifeng, who was out of breath, looked at the deep pinch marks on his neck, looked at his stiff hands, and muttered: "I, I'm not wrong, it's these fools who are wrong." I, I just want to protect myself, I want to live, what's wrong with this! what's wrong with this!" he spoke louder and louder, and it was like a shout in the back.

The door to the dungeon was slammed open, and Awan and Orville rushed in, and Awan was surprised: "Hell, the boss cut me, and this softie actually strangled the man to death." ”

Orville stepped forward and kicked Zhang Hong, who was in a daze, away, checked Hong Lifeng's body, and shook his head at Awan. Awan roared in a rage, took out a small throwing axe from his waist, and threw it at Zhang Hong, the axe pressed against Zhang Hong's cheek, and chopped off one of his ears at once.

Zhang Hong let out a terrible scream, covered his ears and fell to the ground. Awan stepped forward, stomped his ear under his feet, and crushed the ball of his foot. Zhang Hong couldn't care about the blood on his face, and quickly crawled in front of Orville like a dog and shouted: "Lord Orville, it's not my fault, that diehard guy wants to kill me." I, I'm in self-defense. ”

How did Orville not know that after Hong Lifeng was tortured, let alone killing, it was estimated that he couldn't even scold people. He looked at Zhang Hongdao coldly, "The boss must be mad, Awan, tie up this guy and give the boss his anger." I hope the boss has used him to be angry enough, so that we don't have to be unlucky. ”

"Let me be angry first, what a dog thing that eats inside and out, although he recruited, I still wanted to beat him up once I saw him. ”

"No, no, you can't do this, we, we are already our own people......" Zhang Hong watched Awan clench his fists and walked over, his eyes were dark, and he fainted.

———————————————————————

Xiao Chen walked out of the room where the Spirit Eye Tower was located, and felt that the heavens and the earth seemed to have changed. The impact that Master Icasa brought to him was so great that he felt like he was reincarnated.

However, the biggest gain is that he finally knows the details of the Tower of Dreams and the danger of being a descendant of the Tower of Dreams, so that he will not casually reveal his identity without knowing it, attracting the pursuit of the Cult of Nature God.

In addition, Ikazar told him an ancient prophecy about the Seven Holy Towers, which was a prophecy made by the owner of the Tower of the Spiritual Eye after the end of the God-killing War. It is written in Chinese and is recorded on the last page of the Wordless File:

On the day of the resurrection of the seven towers, when the gods awaken again,

All of them are scattered, and all laws are lost.

This prophecy with a "fantasy" flavor is very scary, but Xiao Chen doesn't have much pressure, after all, the Seven Holy Pagodas have been gone for many years, and it will be many years before they gather the heirs of the Seven Pagodas. Now, the issue of survival is Xiao Chen's first consideration. Knowing how terrifying the power of the truly powerful magicians in this world was, Xiao Chen felt that arming more companions with magic was the top priority. After all, the world is too close, and the gods are too far away.

However, until he has enough strength, he is not prepared to reveal this information to anyone in the school. Sometimes, the horror of the truth is not something that everyone is happy to accept.

Xiao Chen straightened his clothes, breathed a long sigh of relief, and walked towards the hotel where he was staying. But after a few steps, he stopped, and he saw a familiar figure at the corner in front of him, which seemed to be Luo Ling.

At that moment, he seemed to see joy and excitement on Luo Ling's face, but soon they disappeared again, and it was still Luo Ling's lukewarm face towards him in the past few days.

He waved his hand to say hello to Luo Ling, but Luo Ling disappeared as soon as he turned around, and by the time he ran to the street, Luo Ling had already disappeared.

"This woman!" Xiao Chen shook his head helplessly, put his hand in his trouser pocket, and walked in the direction of the hotel.