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A not-so-sturdy looking wooden carriage bumped along a rugged mountain road, and the rain was pouring down, dragging seven ragged prisoners on the carriage, the rain dripping on their bodies, their long wet hair obscuring their original appearance, and the handcuffs made it impossible for them to even brush their hair.

"Drive!"

The coachman, who sat at the front, waved his whip vigorously and struck the two horses with a snap, but the horses neighed and raised their front hooves slightly, but the speed did not increase in the slightest, and the coachman seemed more anxious, and went down with two more whips, but the result was no different from the last time, if at most, the neighing of the horses was a little worse than the last time.

"Damn, you'd better run faster!" After all, the coachman turned the resentment in his heart into words and yelled.

"Uncle, you will do nothing but provoke the horse. ”

The young voice came from a young man with long black hair in the prison car, although he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but his voice reflected his young age, like the other seven prisoners, he was also very thin, but in height he was obviously shorter than the others, it is not difficult to imagine that this boy should be the youngest one in the prison car.

"Death row prisoner, it's not time for you to interject!" roared the coachman, but his eyes were still fixed on the front, his neck did not twist a little, and his hands began to tremble slightly, as if he was afraid of the man behind him, and as if he was afraid of something else, and at this time he could only use his mouth to get away with it.

However, his luck is not very good, although he has pulled countless prisoner carts in his life, but it is the first time he has encountered such a ruthless character as today, it is said that the seven people on the car are all murderous demons, their strength is brutal and bloodthirsty, don't look at the oldest of these prisoners is not more than eighteen years old, but their hands have long been stained with blood, legend has it that they are born by demons, the evil power lurking in the human race, therefore, the church will send various elites to capture them, and bring them to justice.

Originally, there were a total of six people with him, except for the coachman, the rest were sent by the church, Magister-level powerhouses, and just two hours ago, there was a loud noise on the mountain for no reason, and then a cloud of white smoke appeared in front, because it was the way to go, so two of them decided to explore the road before, but an hour passed, but the two did not come back, and finally, the other three guards also went to support, but they never saw them come back.

The coachman naturally knew that something had happened to them, but on the other hand, if he could not send the prisoners to the execution ground on time, violating the regulations, it would be a dead end, and in a dilemma, the coachman finally chose to gamble, gritted his teeth, and spurred the horse forward.

Of course, the seven prisoners in the car were all imprisoned by high-level magic props, the bundle of demons, so let alone cast magic, they didn't even have the strength to move, but the little ghost who just spoke was still smiling, as if he was fearless about everything, or was everything under his control?

The coachman didn't dare to think about it any further, the only thing he could do at the moment was to drive the carriage forward, but fortunately, the prisoner behind him didn't say anything more.

The scene before him became more and more blurry, and the coachman also noticed some strange places, first, the downpour that had just fallen stopped in a blink of an eye, and at this moment, although his clothes were still dripping with water, he could not see a drop of rain and dew in the air, and gradually, his eyes became a white expanse, and before he knew it, the sounds around him disappeared, and even the sound of horses' hooves on the ground could not be heard.

His body was still shaking up and down, and this was probably the only evidence he could tell that he was moving forward.

Suddenly, the white smoke dissipated, replaced by a dazzling white light, the coachman subconsciously blocked his eyes with his hand, and when he felt that the light was getting weaker, he opened his closed eyes again, but found that this was not a rugged mountain road, but a much-anticipated execution platform, and the five masters sent by the church were all standing here, and the coachman was overjoyed, and he didn't have time to think about what was going on, in short, he had completed the task!

However, in the next second, despair awaited him.

"What about people?"

The coachman looked back, at the empty prison cart, and then at the crowd gathered in front of him, and wanted to cry without tears, apparently, he did not even know how to organize the language of explanation.

......

At the same time, in another strange space that no one knows, seven young boys and girls in ragged clothes are thrown on a huge pumice stone suspended in the air.

"Click!"

A crisp metal cracking sound sounded, and the red-haired boy, the largest of the seven, took the lead in breaking the handcuffs and stood up, "I said, this magic item seems to have failed here, and now it's just an ordinary piece of iron." ”

With that, the red-haired boy glanced at the silver-gray-haired prisoner beside him, and found that she was still indifferent, "You won't be...... Can't you get it open, can you?"

The red-haired boy asked with a smile, the reason why he felt this way was because the prisoner in front of him seemed so thin that his arm seemed to be able to break off in a single snap.

"I'll help you. ”

The red-haired prisoner didn't wait for the other party to agree, and reached for the prisoner just now, although his hand did not have any flesh, but the bones were significantly larger than the others.

"Click!"

Just as the red-haired prisoner touched the other handcuffs, it suddenly opened on its own defenselessly.

"Click, click, click!"

Before the red-haired prisoner could react, the handcuffs of the other five prisoners around him were also opened, and everyone looked at the silver-gray haired prisoner in surprise, apparently, they knew that she had done this.

The red-haired prisoner smiled, "I'm sorry, I doubted your strength, I should have thought that the one who could sit in the same prison cart as me would definitely not be an idle person." ”

The silver-gray haired prisoner stood up, her hair swinging back, and finally, half of her face was revealed.

She stared at the red-haired boy with her dark, deep blue eyes, and did not speak, but reached out to pull him to his feet in a half-crouched state.

The red-haired boy's heart trembled, and for a while she was a little overwhelmed by the beauty of the accident, and at this moment, she was like a meteor in the quiet night sky, and fell unexpectedly in the red-haired boy's heart.

The red-haired boy immediately shook his head again, did not refuse the other party's kindness, and grabbed the slender right hand of the silver-gray girl.

And with this grip, he knew that the other party's strength was not smaller than his own.

The red-haired boy stood up and smiled innocently, as if he was showing that he didn't have any wrong thoughts, "Since we didn't die, it means that we still have the meaning of staying in this world, since we are all people in the same boat, then we might as well get to know each other first, it seems that I am the oldest, then I will set an example and introduce myself, I am ......"