Yuan Chonghui was carried by two hideous men and walked towards an unknown place, Yuan Chonghui opened his throat and shouted, "Where are you going to lock me up this time?" No one responded to him, "Is it going to be the end of the game this time?"

After passing through countless alleys, I finally came to a deeper prison door, and if it weren't for the everlasting lights embedded in the wall next to it, it would have been mistaken for a netherworld hell. The hideous man put shackles and handcuffs on him and threw him in, Yuan Chonghui's body collided with the ground, making a clangling sound.

"There's another prisoner!"

"Hey, it's a teenager!"

There were two sighs in succession in the prison, Yuan Chonghui struggled to sit up from the ground, followed the sound, and the sound was made by a stout man leaning against the wall, the beard on his face was glowing with a blue cold light, his hair stood up like thorns on a hedgehog's body, and the muscles of his body were raised high like springs, which was very terrifying and terrifying, this is probably the strongest man Yuan Chonghui has ever seen.

Yuan Chonghui couldn't help but shrink back, the stout man in front of him was really scary in the deep dungeon.

Seeing this, the stout man smiled slightly, and simply introduced himself: "My name is Huo Yingge, what about you, little brother?"

Yuan Chonghui also hurriedly arched his hand: "My name is Yuan Chonghui!"

When the two met for the first time in the prison, they naturally did not have an in-depth conversation, and the prison fell into an endless silence.

I don't know how long it took, and Huo Yingge, a thick man, shouted loudly, "Where are all the people dead, and the time is up to eat!" Ying and his scream, the same cry was heard in the entire underground prison, which was very shocking.

"It seems that there are a lot of prisoners here!" Yuan Chonghui speculated.

After a while, an echo came from the alleyway, "You know how, scream, scream! A group of hungry ghosts who can't eat enough will call them to death if they don't hold up to death!"

"The small bowl is for a child, and the big bowl is for an adult!" a cold voice came from outside.

With the sound stuffed into the door, there were two bowls of rice, one large and one small, but when Yuan Chonghui saw it clearly, he was stunned, a small bowl was nothing, no different from a normal bowl, the key was that the big bowl was too big, it could no longer be described as a bowl, and it was a bit too small to describe it in a basin!

Yuan Chonghui: "This ?......"

Huo Yingge, a thick man, stretched out his hand to take the big bowl, and said half-explained and half-emotional, "Little brother, don't be envious, we have today and no tomorrow!"

Yuan Chonghui was inexplicable when he said this, but he quickly understood some of the situation. The next day, Huo Yingge, a stout man, was taken out very early and came back very late, exhausted and limp, and heard that there were still a few people in the other cells who did not come back. This situation is a round every three days, which makes Yuan Chonghui very surprised and curious, what is the experience that makes such a strong man become weak and exhausted?

After the stout man Huo Yingge came back, he did not lie down to rest and recuperate, but immediately took off his shirt and practiced in a small room, and he didn't know what skills he practiced, only to see that between a breath and a breath, the muscles on his body rose and fell, like a little rabbit in the body regularly scurried, and waited until the "little rabbit" swam around the body thirty-six times, he stopped, and his whole body was sweaty like water, but the soft and weak situation disappeared and became refreshed.

Yuan Chonghui was very curious about these situations, but since the stout man Huo Yingge didn't say it, he had a reason not to say it, Yuan Chonghui was embarrassed to ask, so he could only speculate in his heart, and his attention was still on the mysterious pattern in the sea of knowledge, he had an intuition and hunch that as long as he completely mastered this mysterious pattern, its help to himself was definitely no worse than Haoran Zhengqigong, maybe it was also compared with the god-killing technique!

Yuan Chonghui was engrossed in the mysterious pattern in the sea of knowledge, copying and painting in the sea of knowledge over and over again, and his hand unconsciously drew on the ground one by one. Mentally figure out the hidden rules. When the heart is tired, silently recite the Haoran Righteous Qi Song and the Divine Killing Technique to refresh the mind; when the hands are stiff, hit the Trinity Punch to strengthen the body; the spiritual power is exhausted, run the Haoran Zhengqi Gong and absorb the surrounding spiritual energy to replenish the qi. He didn't dare to cultivate here with a thousand-handed lotus palm, once someone found out about it, he couldn't eat the rhythm of walking around!

With the passage of time, although Yuan Chonghui failed to discover the secret of the mysterious pattern, and it was difficult to copy one or two of its pattern in his heart, his consciousness and mental nature have been greatly improved, and he is no longer as mentally tired as before, and he is happy to forget about the situation of being in prison.

Huo Yingge saw that although Yuan Chonghui was young and in prison, he looked light and light, and he was happily copying and painting there, and he couldn't help but secretly admire, it is really not easy for this young man to have such a heart in adversity, so every time he eats, he consciously allocates some meat in his bowl to Yuan Chonghui, and the two get along harmoniously and harmoniously, and the communication between them gradually increases, after all, in the lonely cell, it is an unavoidable opportunity to have a compatible person to talk and chatter together!

In the vast sea of people, there are three kinds of friendship that are precious, one is a scholar, in the endless sea of learning, chopping through the wind and rain in the same boat, never abandoning, precious; the second is a fellow inmate, in prison, sharing weal and bene, when the southern crown guest thinks about the invasion, listening to the cicadas of the Western Continent, it is commendable; the third is the comrades-in-arms, in the rain of bullets and bullets, the same hatred of the enemy, life and death, liver and gall, but also the sun and the moon can be learned!

The stout men Huo Yingge and Yuan Chonghui are such cellmates. After dinner that day, Huo Yingge couldn't help but ask Yuan Chonghui, "Little brother, why were you arrested?"

Yuan Chonghui wanted to tell the story, but somehow, the words came to his mouth and swallowed back, and he only told him about participating in the auction and then being arrested inexplicably.

After listening to Yuan Chonghui, Huo Yingge let out an "oh", groaned for a while, and said: "Through what happened to me, I can know that the Xuanwhip Evil Venerable is insidious and cunning, scheming, and does not play cards according to common sense, it is difficult to think about one or two, little brother, you still have to be careful!"

Yuan Chonghui smiled bitterly: "I am already a salted fish on the chopping board now, I only have the share of being slaughtered by others, where do I still have the power to control my own destiny?"

The stout man's eyes flickered in the depths, and he sighed: "If it was in the past, I could still help the little brother one or two, but unfortunately now that I am in prison, it is difficult to protect myself!" After a pause, he hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I see that the little brother is copying and painting there, it seems to be figuring out some kind of spiritual pattern, I have a scroll of bamboo slips here, which is about this knowledge, and it is useless to let me go, so I will give it to you, and we will know each other!"

At this time, in a monitoring room not far away, Helian Bo smashed the cup in his hand with a loud "snap", and gritted his teeth and popped out three words: "Bastard!"

It was his idea to lock Yuan Chonghui in the cell where the stout man Huo Yingge was, and the stout man Huo Yingge was not an internal response arranged by him in advance, on the contrary, he was an outlier among a group of prisoners! His personality was straightforward and righteous, and his practice was extremely mysterious, which had already attracted the attention of Helian Bo, and he just took advantage of the opportunity to deceive Yuan Chonghui to lock the two together.

In Helian Bo's heart, it is easy for fellow inmates to have feelings of sympathy for each other, and it is easy to reveal each other's secrets during conversations, not to mention a temperamental person like a stout man! When the two get along, they don't highlight their secrets and plates? I thought it was a conspiracy to kill two birds with one stone, but who would have thought that Yuan Chonghui would swallow the words that came to his mouth and let his hard work go to waste!

And in his heart, he mistakenly thought that the book that the stout man handed to Yuan Chonghui was the mysterious cultivation method he had coveted for a long time. Judging from the current situation, there is not much time left for him, if it weren't for the fact that a fierce rival of the Evil Venerable of the Xuan Whip came to the desert recently and attracted the evil Venerable, I am afraid that his own life would be over!

Helian Bo's eyes flickered, and he looked at Yuan Chonghui's focused figure on the screen in the monitoring room, gritting his teeth, "It seems that you can only take a risky step, but these two guys want to take it away! This little ghost is not simple, even the twelve heart fingers of the Xuanwhip Evil Venerable are still alive, and the secret of this must be dug out; the mysterious exercises practiced by the stout man are also amazing, and they must be obtained! Take advantage of the Xuanwhip Evil Venerable to hurry up and arrange it!" Thinking of this, he slipped out of the monitoring room and secretly tinkered with his secret hands in case of an emergency.