The sun was scorching, and there was not a trace of white clouds in the sky. A stream of flame-like heat shrouded the sky over the city of Sethor. Although the walls are tall and majestic, the huge carved bronze gates are tightly shielded, and they cannot block the sound of piano singing from the city from time to time.

Scattered a mile outside the gates were a number of rudimentary tents, all enclosed by a ring of tall, barbed iron fences, and the two-story blockhouses were far away from the Sether Gate. A soldier on a black horse galloped from the horizon, and the sound of horses' hooves was particularly piercing at this moment. Several slaves poked their heads out of their tents and tried to look out through the cracks in the iron fence.

An officer in silver armor came out of the bunker and yelled at the slaves below, "Whoever looks out again, your eyes are the afternoon tea of the little baby!" The little baby is his favorite male lion, and he is lazily sleeping on the balcony on the second floor of the bunker at the moment.

The officer frowned as the soldier handed over the black horse to the trainer in the pen and went upstairs, and the officer suddenly caught a glimpse of the gold badge on his chest and was immediately very surprised.

"General Zhang," the soldier had now come to him, "the Emperor sent me to see the newly captured slave. ”

The officer was not pleased that the soldiers did not salute him, but with a gold badge carved on his chest with the head of King Saiser of the Victorious Kai, he knew that he was a pigeon cage guard under King Saiser's own command, and that they were entitled to be exempted from all etiquette in case of emergency.

"Your Majesty has no trouble with a slave of the Hidden Lotus," said the officer, "and she is a pariah, and my soldiers do not even want her to stay in the butcher's shop." "The butcher's shop in the VIAPHKAI barracks refers to a military brothel.

"The Emperor wanted details about the slave. ”

"But ......"

"Please take me to her immediately. ”

The officer gave in, and he rode with the soldiers to a large deep swamp far from the camp, where the air was full of rot and the smell of mud, and the two horses reluctantly tread the mud with their hooves, and the herds of black-headed doves were startled and fluttered.

The officer dismounted and walked over to a half-collapsed public latrine, picked up the tip of his sword and scraped away the thick mud and feces on the ground, revealing a raised rectangular flat stone. He grasped the stone and lifted it vigorously, and the thick stone slab was lifted, and a large hole suddenly appeared in the ground, as if the ground had opened its hungry mouth.

The two of them tied their horses to the dead wooden pier next to them, and slowly descended the straw rope ladder in the hole, which seemed to be the esophagus of a prehistoric beast, and the disgusting stench that poured up from below made it impossible to open people's eyes, and a layer of slimy liquid condensed on the straw rope ladder, like vomit from something. The soldier endured the dizziness, and after some time, the two finally reached the ground, and the officer drew a torch from the wall.

"Boy, you're going to regret coming here. The officer's voice brought the soldier's thoughts out of the chaos.

"General Zhang, call me, just be white. ”

"Captain of the pigeon cage, infant white?" the officer muttered in surprise and anger, he wanted to show the etiquette of a soldier but could not do it, he was very jealous in his heart, "well, no matter who you are, even if you are His Majesty the Emperor, you have to listen to me here." Follow me straight, don't touch, don't look, don't ask, don't stop, until I command you. If you die or are eaten here, I promise to cover your wreckage with the driest weeds and report to the Emperor as soon as possible. ”

Infant Shiro didn't speak, and the two of them were walking in the most terrifying prison he'd ever seen. The faint torches on the walls did not bring life, but only made the darkness even more eerie. There were separate cages on both sides, and Infant White felt that there were people or something else in each cage, and there was a faint wail in the air. Even the walls here seem to have vicious eyes, and every brick is crying out for the desire to devour the living.

"Smack!"

A large mass of flesh and blood was suddenly and accurately dropped on the officer's head, "Hey, hey, hey, hey!" The gasping laughter immediately pierced his eardrums, and then, the entire dungeon seemed to be awakened, and the sounds of tearing, crashing, shouting, and screaming suddenly converged from each cage.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

A three-fingered arm jerked out from the nearest cage, clamped Infant White's right shoulder tightly, and desperately grabbed him and slammed him against the iron railing, a face with only a mouth laughed out of the darkness, sticking out its forked tongue, trying to lick Infant White's face through the railing.

"My God......" General Zhang had not yet recovered from the fear in his intestines, and was almost frightened crazy when he saw this scene.

A sword light slashed, and the arm that clamped the baby fell to the ground, three fingers twitched in blood, and the face, which lacked facial features, screamed sharply and retreated into the darkness of the cage, followed by a long, bitter cry.

The entire dungeon was stunned, and dead silence returned, with the occasional faint sobbing or two.

Ying Zhibai took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood-stained dagger, reinserted it into his waist, threw the handkerchief on the ground, walked in front of General Zhang, and looked back at him.

"You're such a piece of shit. ”

They finally came to the end of the dungeon, and General Zhang trembled and pulled out a large set of keys from his belt, and after a long time of keyholes, he finally opened the door of the prison. This time, he respectfully intended to wait for Ying Zhibai to go first, and the latter was not polite, he already looked down on the fat soldiers, and this time he simply didn't bother to glance at General Zhang from the corner of his eye. The officer closed the cell door behind Ying Zhibai, looking panicked.

To the right of the cell was a narrow stone bed topped with dirty bedding and a careful layer of dry straw. A teenager in a coarse linen suit almost rotten to a strip of cloth lay on it, panting. His face was sickly black-purple, and the blood vessels in his exposed neck were unusually thick. The boy had a rare infectious disease, purple cloud flower disease.

However, this young man was obviously not the person Ying Zhibai was looking for, and he frowned and asked General Zhang, "What about the Hidden Lotus slave?"

General Zhang looked panicked, beads of sweat flowed into the fat of his cheeks, and he didn't say a decent word for a long time.

Infant White wanted to smash that greasy and fat head, and he suppressed his anger and roared, "I ask you what about that Hidden Lotus slave?"

"Squeak-"

Both looked behind them at the same time, and the cell door opened again, and someone entered.

With a large bundle of straw under his left armpit and a wooden box in his right hand, a man wearing a black shirt and trousers with shaved hair stood in front of Infant White.

At first, Infant White thought it was the caretaker who came in, but he soon realized that he was wrong.

"I'm a Hidden Lotus slave," someone came to speak, and Ying Zhibai realized that it was a woman, "You are looking for me?"