……

"Silence!"

Han You, who was in a bad mood, kicked the cell door hard.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled thud, and the door shook heavily, and the evil cult inside who kept begging to be released was a little quieter, but still whimpering pitifully.

The imprisoned cult seems to have a little more humanity, but it is also very likely that they are disguised to win sympathy.

If you watch too much, you will become numb.

Today he encountered an accident, but it was not serious, and it was easily dealt with and re-suppressed.

If nothing else, this should be the end of today's work.

But the work of fishing did not make him feel relaxed, but became more and more of a headache.

It's been here, and there's still no progress on the mission.

It is not known how long it will take to follow.

However, just as he returned to the underground hall, he suddenly sensed that the atmosphere here did not seem to be quite right.

The captains of the four teams of A, B, C, and D gathered together, but the warden was nowhere to be seen.

"Yo, Han You, you're here too, don't you come and sit down?"

Bai Fang's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of him walking out of the door, and beckoned politely.

"You beat me hard last time, and that injury was only healed yesterday, so you can't say it if you don't have a glass of wine with me!"

He handed over a jug of wine.

In such a scarce place, wine is one of the most precious foods. Although it tasted like cat urine, they drank it with pleasure.

Han You took it and sat down casually next to him.

The jailer next to him was very amused, or a little frightened, and let him have a table to himself.

After all, the ferocity of the last time is still vivid, for fear that this person will give a punch if he disagrees.

Those who only have the strength of the Grandmaster cannot withstand this kind of attack.

It's also possible to blow your head out with a punch.

And the other three captains were also quite interested in him, two men and one woman, all of whom looked quite bold, and raised their glasses to him.

"It's really terrifying, we're all old."

Han You returned a salute and swept his gaze silently.

Two of them are close to consummation in the late stage of the Tiangang Realm, and the captain of Team A is also the oldest middle-aged man, whose strength makes him unable to see through, and it is likely to be a realm above the Tiangang Realm.

"Are you here to welcome me?" He asked casually.

"Haha, young people are interesting." Bai Fang smiled, "It's a pity that it's not, but a special prisoner came today, which is very important, and all of us were called over just in case."

"Even the Warden has gone up."

He pointed to the top.

"The ninth floor?"

Han You understood what he meant at a glance, but he didn't know what the origin of that prisoner was, and it was worthy of such a stirring of the entire Heavenly Prison.

"Did you catch such a powerful cult?"

"No, no, no, quite the opposite." Bai Fang lowered his voice slightly, "That prisoner is just an ordinary person, he doesn't even have any strength, he's a god loath."

"This time, just in case."

"The ...... of the Disgusted One"

Han You was slightly stunned, and suddenly his eyes changed, and he realized what was the key point.

If memory serves, there is only one god disguster he knows, that is, the protagonist of this mission-Qin Ningyue.

"Qin Ningyue?!"

"Hey, don't say it!"

Bai Fang hurriedly reminded in a low voice.

"That woman's name is taboo, so it's best not to talk about it." 藲礿尛裞網

Really.

Han You was a little puzzled.

Wasn't the first two days okay? Why did you become a prisoner today?

？

And he was directly locked up on the ninth floor, the highest and most dangerous.

The evil imprisoned there is very terrifying, even if it only leaks the slightest bit of power, it is enough to make ordinary people die dozens of times.

And he knew his time was running out.

Gotta see the woman before she dies, and at least get some useful information for the next simulation.

……

Ninth floor.

It was the first time for Han You to go up to such a high floor, and he was alone.

As soon as he came up, he noticed that the environment here was very strange.

Unlike the floors below, there are no obvious cages, but rather inn-like rooms, with room numbers labeled.

Some have doors open, others have been closed.

Some were clean and tidy, while others had their doors covered in blood.

As soon as he took a step down the hallway, a strange song sounded in his ears.

It's like a woman coming intermittently from afar, singing a song of homesickness.

A strong sense of homesickness suddenly arose in his heart.

"Earth...... Parents...... Close relatives...... Friends ......"

The fighting spirit slowly faded, and he even had a desperate thought.

If you die here like this, will you be able to return to Earth, to your loved ones, and ...... again?

"Shhh

The pinprick-like sting that had been prepared for a long time came to mind.

Before this extreme negative emotion could control himself, he immediately exerted his qi to envelop his whole body.

Cut off all external perceptions, and only use the Gang Qi to explore the path to continue to move forward slowly.

Even so, each step is very laborious, as if you are in a sticky mire.

There were many times when he even felt that he was walking on the edge of a cliff, and that the slightest mistake would lead to an eternal fall into the abyss.

He suspected that they were those "cells" with closed doors, but there was a huge difference between Gang Qi's perception and his vision.

However, when he walked to a certain position, the pressure on his body suddenly lightened, as if he had returned to normal, and Gang Qi did not feel any danger anymore.

He slowly opened his eyes and found himself standing in front of the door of a room.

Compared with other rooms, this room gave him the most normal and ordinary feeling, and even made him feel at ease.

"Qin Ningyue?"

He pushed the door open, revealing the dim glow of the candlelight, and the sound of chains tugging in his ears was heard.

He looked into the dark depths of the room, and a woman sitting on the ground bound by heavy chains appeared in his sight.

"Who?"

Her hair was drooping and her head hung down, she wore a somewhat shabby, blood-stained prison uniform, and her voice was hoarse, but not as terrifying as it looked.

In an instant, he recognized this person as identical to the doppelganger of the woman in prison clothes he had met earlier.

The only difference is the height.

But this is also the least important point.

He himself can transform into a demon form that is nearly four meters tall, why can't the other party grow a little taller after death.

And this basically confirmed his suspicion.

"Is this really a simulated world formed by the memories of the woman in prison clothes before she died......

"Han You."

He stepped forward slowly, carefully surveying the room as he reported his name.

"Hell is the vice-captain of Team C."

The room was so empty that the sound of chains tugging and talking echoed.

"I haven't heard of it......," she shook her head slightly, "why are you here?" I should have said that I don't have any information on me that you should care about."