That night, Yu Yin heard the crying of the three women again, and she turned her head to ask Li Wei, who was pretending to be asleep again: "They were also beaten tonight?" ”

"Probably crying for tomorrow. If you listen closely, there should be more than three women crying. ”

Li Wei is an anomaly, her hearing is stronger than that of ordinary people, and she has heard at least ten women crying.

"Tomorrow?"

Yu Yin couldn't hear the voices of others, and her little face was a little disappointed.

Li Wei patted her on the back and whispered to her like a child: "Sleep, Xiao Yuyin, you are now the only person in the base who can cook, they won't let you die so soon, don't be afraid." ”

Yu Yin sighed helplessly: she was not afraid, but she was a little afraid after listening to Li Wei's comfort.

What's the difference between this and a fish slaughtered on a board?

The fiery red sun shone on the dry grass, and the room temperature of the base made of iron was extremely hot.

Yu Yin went down the stairs and saw the crowd downstairs huddled together, and the three water powerhouses created frost to cool the crowd.

"Let's start when everyone is here." Ju Yan sat on the main seat and did not move, and commanded the crowd below.

Immediately, a shirtless man wearing only pants held a turntable in his hand, and he said in a loud voice:

"The old rule, turn to who answers the question, win is easy to say, lose refers to three people come to compete, either one kills three, or kills three. It's up to anyone who can live. ”

Yu Yin and Li Wei stood on the right side of the man, Li Wei was afraid that Yu Yin would have doubts in her heart and took the initiative to explain to her: "Professor Ju said that the base allows humans to enter, but the capacity of the base is limited, so people must be cleaned up regularly every day." ”

Yu Yin recalled that yesterday, Li Wei said, "They can't let you die so early." ”

She asked, "The turntable is controllable?" ”

Li Wei shook her head: "It's uncontrollable." However, when encountering someone who can't die for the time being, those high-level four-star ones will secretly help that person win. In this world, there is no fairness at all. ”

While the two were talking, the turntable had already begun to roll.

Everyone's bodies swayed involuntarily, their eyes glued to the turntable, hoping not to point at themselves.

The turntable stopped in the middle of a man.

The man let out a long breath, the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and the corners of his lips turned to look like a toothache.

He reached out and pulled out a piece of paper from the opening behind the turntable.

"Professor Ju's fate?"

The people present were discussing, and Yu Yin asked Li Wei: "What will happen to Professor Ju's question?" ”

"Professor Ju, a teacher of the Chinese Department, often produces some ancient poems, and everyone is not interested in them, and basically no one can answer them."

Unexpectedly, the man read out the title on the paper: "Can you count how many people are in the scene of 'I and the general untie their robes'?" ”

Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief, and the man's face was happy: "Two people." ”

"If you answer incorrectly, please choose to challenge your opponent." The naked man said expressionlessly.

Suddenly, the noise of the present overshadowed the man's choice, and the naked man stretched out his hand to draw a × in the air, and all those who spoke could not make a sound.

The man's gaze swept and stayed on Yu Yin's body for a second, Li Wei leaned sideways to block Yu Yin and glared at the man.

Yu Yin looked at the man very calmly, and the other party couldn't figure out whether this girl who could make food had any other magic weapons.

The man pointed to the three women who had retreated into the corner and were shivering: "That's it." ”

It's a slaughter, one-sided. Kill.

Yu Yin clenched his hands into fists to force himself to calm down.

She saw that the three women were defenseless and were stabbed alive by men. Kill.

That man is a mid-level ability, and the hundred knife plates that he has conjured up in his hand have, as the name suggests, have a hundred knives, and he will only take them back after the knives are finished.