Ji Ge recuperated in his hut for three days, except for his eyes to move, he could only lie on the bed and could do nothing, even eating and drinking was the old man to take care of him.

On the fourth day, Ji Ge suddenly found that she could move, and she was more flexible than before, her five senses were sharper, and she seemed to be more free to control her body. This made Ji Ge firmly believe that the pattern on the stele was his hope for revenge, and in this fort, he could become strong enough!

It doesn't matter what talent you are!

In the next ten days, in addition to eating and sleeping, Ji Ge spent all his energy on the posture on the cultivation tablet. He clearly felt that his strength was growing little by little, and his reaction was getting faster and faster, and he was even a little addicted to this gradually growing pleasure. But every time he got to the second exhaustion headache, he stopped.

Just like the first time in the hall, when he was exhausted and about to pass out, his chest would always be slightly hot, and a new force would emerge from his body for him to continue to squander, but it seemed that there was only one chance a day.

Ji Ge stared at his chest, where a faint golden light was glistening, flowing into his aching limbs like a diverted stream, replenishing the dried vitality in his body.

The gabion really exists in his body!

Could it be that God deprived him of his talent and destroyed all his compensation? Ji Ge was not grateful to Dade, he just didn't let go of every opportunity to squeeze himself.

But once before leaving, the old man looked nervously outside the house, and persuaded in a low voice, "Here, poisonous ......" His body suddenly trembled, his face gloomy, and he left in a hurry.

The old man never came to Ji Ge's hut again, but Ji Ge kept his words firmly in his heart, and stopped cultivating every day when he reached that state for the second time.

In the past ten days, several groups of teenagers have ushered in the castle hall, many of whom are amazing geniuses, using various means to write down the human body drawings on the ten tablets, and Ji Ge also heard that there is a bald boy who uses the same method as him to memorize the drawings in his mind.

Ji Ge saw more new faces in the back cliff, but some were never seen again.

Only three captive teenagers were left to meet together, and the only girl was crying, and the two teenagers were never to be seen. The girl cried so sadly, in fact, she didn't say a word to them, just a common experience, which made the girl seem to see her future self, and she was afraid that no one would shed tears for her.

Ji Ge and Alec glanced at each other, their faces heavy. The small contradictions between them are not worth mentioning at all in this place where there are only the living and the dead, and they all choose to forget.

Ji Ge finally understood the rules of the game in the mouth of the young man, under this cruel competition, the greatest luxury is survival!

It didn't take long for the dull days to pass, and a strict order was issued in the fort, every teenager was assigned a job, and there were never idlers in the skull castle!

Ji Ge and a dozen strange teenagers were sent to clean up in the hall.

The so-called cleaning is to clean up the backlog of corpses in the temple so as not to stink.

A man in black in front of him commanded them, "Move it clean and throw it under the cliff." The cold voices seemed like they were no different from the pile of dead people.

The palace was filled with the smell of death, so the boys who couldn't remember the stele were left here permanently. Ji Ge saw the two captive teenagers from the pile of corpses, and there was no trace of popularity on his pale face.

"Ahh

Ji Ge didn't say a word, lowered his eyes, and stepped forward to drag a young corpse out. As he pulled it, he suddenly wondered, is there still a desperate soul trapped in this cold skin?

The others watched, as if they had discovered something terrible, and a young girl pointed at him tremblingly, silently accusing him of his indifference to life.

Under the back cliff is a bottomless abyss, under which is the bone-filled bone pit, there is a stone platform on the top of the mountain, to be precise, a huge flat stone is obliquely inserted on the top of the mountain, only a few iron chains as thick as a child's arm hang down from the stone platform in the mist.

Ji Ge threw the dragged corpse down the cliff, and then carefully moved his body up from the stone platform, and every time he climbed this huge oblique stone, he couldn't help the chill in his heart.

When he was done, he dragged his tired body back to the hut from the back cliff platform.

Ji Ge moved the corpse for six days, and always felt that there was a foul smell of death on his body. Every time I got home, I jumped into the medicine bucket as soon as I wanted to wash off the smell of corpses on my body, but I couldn't get rid of it.

The turtle son who survived the Scarface Fire eventually died here.

Ten batches of teenagers were ushered in in the fort, and after the initial screening, there were more than 4,000 people. There are four main halls in the east, west, north and south, all of which are large enough to accommodate nearly 10,000 people. Today, more than 4,000 teenagers are concentrated in the West Temple.

"The world is never what your eyes see!" a hysterical roar echoed through the hall, which was the opening sentence of the first class of the teenagers in the castle.

A sallow complexion, thin like a withered bamboo pole, but unable to hide the once stunning woman between her eyebrows and eyes, was dancing her hands vigorously, sometimes nervously laughing, "But the narrow-minded, small-bellied chicken intestine creator has never let only a small number of people see the true face of the world." ”

"And you are just a bunch of wastes! a bunch of rubbish who are not destined to become strong talents! A bunch of rubbish whose blood is so thin that they are negligible, and they are not stingy with the talents bestowed by the seven gods!!"

The woman was domineering, and from her thin body burst out a terrifying coercion that made it difficult for everyone present to breathe, like a demonic beast that had been locked for thousands of years was unintentionally released. Her eyes glowed with dazzling light, and she scanned the teenagers like a torch, and the scalps of those she was staring at were tingling.

"Hmph. ”

Seeing that more than 4,000 teenagers lowered their heads, the corners of her mouth hooked a strange arc, and she continued to humiliate to her heart's content, "Did I say it wrong, you are a bunch of waste!"

Ji Ge, who was in the crowd, bit his lip and clenched his fists tightly, he was very unwilling, he wanted to refute but couldn't do anything. If you can't become stronger, you can't take revenge, and you can't take revenge for killing your father, so what's the difference between him and waste?

The bone-eating hatred pierced his heart with blood.

The woman put all the dignity under her feet and stepped on a few heavy footprints, turned to look in the direction of the skull, and said in a low voice, as if muttering.

"But why is all this?"

"Why can't a man who has nothing have power?"

"Could it be because the ancient Seven Demons hidden in the clouds didn't give him talents?"

"Is it because the ancestral blood buried in the soil has not left him a shade?"

"Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!! Big Wrong!!"

Her tone became more and more frenzied, and she turned her back and spread her hands, questioning the madness of the gods to their ancestors.

"Talent will be soaked in sweat and rotten, and blood will flow away at the wound. ”

"They can't give it, why can't we go and ask for it ourselves?!"

"The gods are dead, the ancestors are old, and you are at the right time!"

"Survive, and I'll give you strength, at a fair price, your lives. The woman turned her head, "Is there anyone else who wants to quit now?"

A chubby young man in the crowd raised his hand tremblingly, and said in a trembling voice: "I was just deceived into coming here, my father is a nobleman, let me go back! My father will give you everything you want, jewelry, male pets, slaves, as long as you let me go, I can give you anything!!" At last he almost knelt down and cried and begged, everything that had happened in the past few days had already completely broken this pampered aristocratic child who had not suffered much, as long as he could get out of here, he was willing to do anything.

The woman sighed in surprise, slowly pointed out a slender finger, and a red light shot out.

"Whew. ”

The red light pierced the bulging belly of the chubby boy in the blink of an eye, and he lowered his head in disbelief, seeing that his intestines were flowing out of the bloody holes, he could no longer suppress his fear, and howled like a pig, and his facial features were twisted together.

"Ahh

His chubby body was convulsing violently, lying on the ground with feces and urine flowing in unison, and a foul smell came to his nostrils.

The woman's sallow face showed a hint of displeasure, the child of the noble, what is the difference between her and the pig in her eyes?

The red light emerged from the boy's fat belly and turned into a raging ball of light, which evaporated his writhing body in an instant, leaving not a trace of ash behind.

She grinned in satisfaction and looked at the teenagers with a smile.

"Now, who else has objections?"

PS Ask for recommendation, ask for collection!Lu Ge is writing a different story very carefully, brothers can fatten up and kill...... O(∩_∩)O~