"What? They're too ruthless. www.biquge.info"Zhao Yue never expected that in order to kill himself, Ximen Wang was actually killed by his 'gang', and then planted on his head.

However, in the face of this dirt, it seems that there is nothing I can do to deal with it. What is the evidence that he said that he had a good grasp of the proportions of that blow? and that Simon Wang was killed by his "gang"?

On the contrary, if others dare to plot against him, they naturally have prepared all the evidence.

"What are you talking about, I never expected that Zhao Xiaozi would even use this trick. Run. Sima Bei had just said this, when suddenly there was a sound of knocking on the door.

Sima Bei didn't say a word, threw an immortal talisman to the ground, and suddenly a shining portal appeared in front of Zhao Yue. He said hurriedly: "Damn, it's the elite of the Law Enforcement Hall." Run, I'll help you with the aftermath. ”

He was really frightened, the immortal talisman he slapped on the door before entering the door only prevented the internal sound from coming out, but it did not prevent the external sound from coming in. When the other party came over, there was not even a sound, and this look was the elite in the door.

Zhao Yue didn't run, it was the first time he saw the teleportation immortal rune, but it wasn't that he didn't understand. After teleporting out, it was still within the scope of the Baicao Sect. This is not the key, the point is that the Baicaomen sphere of influence is too large. With his current strength, he may not be able to run out for a year. Since the other party can easily kill Ximen Wang, and he can easily dispatch the elite of the Law Enforcement Hall, where can he still live. There is no talk of nine deaths and one life, and there is no real ten deaths.

He was a little taller than Sima Be, so he put his hands on Sima Be's shoulders and said, "Fatty, don't panic." I can't run. As soon as I run, I'll die, and I'll hurt you and the thin man. ”

At this time, the knock on the door outside was getting louder and louder, and the elite of the Law Enforcement Hall had already begun to shout: "Acquaintance, open the door quickly." Otherwise, we'll open the door and go in, and we'll kill them on the spot. ”

"Run. Sima Bei looked at the immortal gate whose light was getting fading and fading, glared at Zhao Yue and shouted.

"Fatty, get me into the Shadow Guard training camp. Remember, that was the only way I could live. Zhao Yue gently patted Sima Bei's shoulder, turned around sharply, and opened the door.

Soon, a long rope chain was put on Zhao Yue's body and pulled him out. Zhao Yue stumbled, but finally stood still.

Sima Bei flew up and kicked his feet violently on the elite disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall who was holding a rope chain: "You want to die." ”

The guy was furious and was about to have a seizure, but after seeing that it was Sima Bei, he said dryly: "Young Master Sima, I am on official business." ”

"Do you think I can't kill you?" Sima Bei scolded while looking at the elite disciples of several law enforcement halls at the door: "Zhang Hu, Zhao Long, Li Shutu, Yu Rang." I remember you. My brother has less hair in it, so you're going to go to the Shadow Guard training camp!"

Several elite disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall shuddered in unison, but none of them dared to look directly at Sima Bei.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Yue turned his head and looked at Sima Bei: "Good brother, remember my words." I'll come back alive, with a few of our brothers here, those clowns won't make it. ”

"Good brother, I'm waiting for you to come out. Sima Beimeng's eyes widened, but tears flowed out of his eyes. He quickly closed his eyes.

Several Law Enforcement Hall disciples hurriedly took Zhao Yue and left quickly.

They can't afford to provoke the people who gave them orders today, but they can't afford to provoke Sima Bei in front of them either.

Fortunately, it is a capital crime to beat a classmate to death in private. As long as they enforce the law impartially and bring people back, the follow-up operation has nothing to do with a little minion like them.

Therefore, they naturally did not dare to abuse Zhao Yue.

The next day, a shocking piece of news spread in the school. Zhao Yue killed Ximen Wang in a private battle and was sent to the shadow guard training camp.

Everyone was scared, but for different reasons.

Ximen Wang provoked Zhao Yue, was blown out by a blow, and couldn't get up for half a day, which most people knew yesterday. Only then did they discover that the real top ranking in the academy was not a few 'masters' who had refined the body forging technique to the third level such as Ximen Wang, but Zhao Yue, who was inconspicuous.

They all rejoiced that this Zhao Yue was usually very close to Sima Bei, otherwise, they would accidentally provoke it, and they would definitely die a miserable death.

A few people know that Ximen Wang was killed by Zhao Gongzi and blamed Zhao Yue. Their jealousy of Zhao Gongzi has increased a little more.

Very few people know the whole truth, and how difficult it is to get a person who is guilty of a capital crime into the shadow guard training camp.

It's different from what Sima Bei said casually. Those disciples who were doubted when they were actually selected could not enter the training camp.

After all, the shadow guard is the most mysterious force in the Baicao Sect, and the sect's control of the shadow guard is not as simple as Sima Bei imagined. But there is one thing, the shadow guard must be loyal to the sect.

Let's ask, a person who has been guilty of capital crimes, just because of that little hope of survival, can he join the training camp, so after he comes out, can he be loyal to the sect?

However, Sima Bei is not mistaken, the person who can come out of the training camp alive is really one in a hundred.

However, this is the overall chance of survival when you add up the first and second battalions. The second battalion is a training camp, and the people in the second battalion are the ones who really have problems. But none of them have survived since the training camp was founded.

The survival rate of the first battalion, although still very low, is always above 1 in 10.

As for who is from the first battalion and who is from the second battalion, not to mention these training camp members, even the training camp supervisor, only a very few people know. Among the rest of the high-level officials, there are only a few people who know the specific identities of the members, and Sima Bei's father happens to know.

Sima Bei himself is vague.

The reason why his father agreed to Sima Bei's request and put Zhao Yue into a camp was selfish. He wants to leave a little team for his son.

The son of the Zhao family is too ruthless, and he is worried that his son will suffer.

And this Zhao Yue, who would rather face the law enforcement battalion and face death, would rather not run or affect his son, it is suitable for him to invest some capital to go down.

Zhao Yue didn't know that he was a member of the first battalion, and he, like Sima Bei, thought that his chances of survival were one percent. So as soon as I entered the training camp, I began to carefully look at everything around me.

The camp is set in a small world isolated from the outside world. This small world is similar to the Sumeru Ring in the divine realm.

He knew that from the moment he entered this small world, his every move was under strict surveillance. If you want to get out, you either die or complete all your training alive.

If he wants to break this small world and get out, he knows that he can't do it now.

After entering the training camp, everything about him was confiscated, and then the whole person was washed by the water column for a long time, saying that it was 'disinfected'.

Zhao Yue didn't know why this word with a strong earthly color appeared here. However, he knew that this place had nothing to do with the earth.

After washing it out, he got all the outfits here. A set of coarse cloth clothes, a bracelet with a metal tag attached to it, and an incense burner.

His badge is also the key to his room. However, as soon as he entered the room, he knew that the key was only symbolic.

The stout man who led him into the room told him with a bang, "This is your room, and the room number matches the number on your ID card." In the future, this number will be your name. Every morning at a designated time, you can open the door and go out with your ID badge. At the end of the evening training, you can use your badge to open the door and come back. ”

So, Zhao Yue knew that usually this sliding door could not be opened without authorization with an identity card.

"Remember, except for going out in the morning and coming back in the evening, you have to open the door twice. At other times, keep your door closed. If you don't close the door and let someone else come in and kill you, you can only blame you for being stupid. ”

After the strong man finished speaking, he casually threw down two incense sticks: "When practicing, light it and insert it into the incense burner, you know the effect." ”

Then, with a bang, the iron door was shut.

Zhao Yue knew that he could only go out the next morning.

So, he picked up a stick of incense, lifted it up and blew it, and the incense was lit. He inserted the incense into the incense burner and began to cultivate.

After only a week of operation, he found that the immortal aura of this small world was extremely strong, far beyond the outside. Moreover, with the assistance of incense sticks, his cultivation effect was at least fifty percent better. In other words, he cultivated here, and the effect was close to twice that of the outside.

This discovery almost made him go crazy.

You know, an important aspect that plagues the lowest level of monks is the ability of the meridians to endure. In other words, the daily cultivation time of a low-level monk is fixed, and it is usually very short. Now, half an hour of cultivation is worth an hour outside, who is not excited?

At this moment, there was a knock on the iron door: "Open the door, open the door!" With the loud knock on the door, an extremely impatient voice sounded.

It took Zhao Yue a long time to suppress the boiling blood, and when he was about to open the door, he suddenly remembered the strong man's admonition to him.

"Remember, except for going out in the morning and coming back in the evening, you have to open the door twice. At other times, keep your door closed. If you don't close the door and let someone else come in and kill you, you can only blame you for being stupid. ”

Is Zhao Yue stupid? He's not stupid.

He remembered a detail, when the strong man brought him to this room, whether he opened or closed the door, he did not ask him to interfere.

It's mostly people with bad intentions out there.

Thinking of the ultra-high mortality rate in the training camp, Zhao Yue shuddered.

Fortunately, the blood in the body was boiling at that time, otherwise he might have been poisoned as soon as he opened the door like this. That's a joke.

What he didn't know was that one percent of them became a joke on their first day at training camp.

However, the joke is not funny at all, and it is too cold and too cold. Behind every 'joke', there is a bloody human life.