Song Ci leaned on the corner, and his neck was still aching.
A half-finger iron chain was tortured on his right wrist, and the chain spread down, connecting several people like him.
The surroundings are very quiet. Feng Zhuojun is still dim. Occasionally, heaving breathing sounds are heard in the dim environment. The cages are all monsters with horns or tails. attitude.
Song Ci didn't know where it was. He only remembered that when he was just out of battle, someone put a knife holder on his neck, but before he could speak, he was knocked out by people and woke up again. He was in this cage.
He could see a lot of cages here, with monsters in each cage.
This made him unable to think wildly. Hearing that some priests like to practice some strange exercises with little monsters, and other gods are jealous of enemies, like catching a bunch of monsters and killing them in groups.
Song Ci was frightened by his own thoughts and shivered, trying to find someone to talk about and understand the situation.
He looked around and found that there was a young boy sitting next to him, looking like he had rolled a few laps from the mud pit. He was all black and not autumn, sitting on his legs, wondering whether he was sleeping or thinking about something.
Song Ci tapped him gently, "This little brother ..."
His voice was already very soft, but in the still environment, it still seemed abrupt. Many people looked at him, and the young man also moved and looked up at Song Ci.
Those light-colored eyes made Song Ci just choke for a while, the familiar feeling came to his face, Song Ci shrugged his nose, got close to the young man and smelled, muttered, "This smell ..."
The feeling of blood flowing in this little boy made him very familiar, but strange.
The boy was frightened by his appearance, and then he shrank a bit, his hoarse throat pursed and shrank even smaller.
Seeing himself scared by Song Ci, he quickly smiled kindly, Wen said, "Don't be afraid, I just want to talk to you."
After listening, the young man turned his head, left his head, and refused explicitly.
Song Ci said, "I'm not a bad person."
The young boy ignored him, Song Cijing waited for a while, and said impassively, "I think we must have seen each other. If you look at me carefully, maybe I am your lost brother."
"..." Still silent.
While Song Ci was still trying to speak, the boy's rough voice came again.
"I was born alone," he said slowly, "no brother."
"How could anyone be born alone? Even if there are no brothers, there are always fathers and mothers. Maybe I'm your father and mother's brothers." When Song Ci saw him, he talked, and was busy talking about the topic Tail talked to him.
The young man heard this and slowly turned his head. The light eyes looked again, "Are you taking advantage of me?"
"I don't mean that." Song Ci waved innocently. "I really think I've seen you somewhere."
I can see that the juvenile temperament is also lively. After two or three sentences, his alert has weakened. He turned around and whispered softly, "How do you think I am familiar?"
"Blood," Song said truthfully, "familiar and strange."
The young boy wanted to answer, but was interrupted by Feng Zhuojun who woke up. He pulled Song Ci's hand, causing the chain to crack, his voice was cold and hard. "Song Ci, don't talk to him."
Feng Zhuojun was rarely that serious. When Song Ci turned his face, he saw that his eyes were full of vigilance, and he stared at the young man as if he was close to the enemy.
The young man's eyes flashed with injuries, pursed his lips, and twisted his head back, as if accustomed to shrinking into the corner.
Although Song Ci did not understand why Feng Zhuojun was doing this, he also knew that he must have done so. Instead of chatting with the young man, he approached Feng Zhuojun and asked in a very low voice, "Do you know him?"
Feng Zhuojun looked up at the monsters around him and lowered his eyes. Although his mouth was not open, his voice passed into Song Ci's ears.
"He was made from that man's sword.
Song Ci hesitated and asked subconsciously, "Who is that man?"
"Ancient Demon King." Feng Zhuojun's answer was concise.
"Does he have no name?" The character has also been mentioned in his ears many times, but until now he did not know what the famous demon king was.
"Yes, but you can't say it." Feng Zhuojun said, "The ancient demon king was a natural demon, immortal. At first, in order to deal with his two dragons, the Qinglong and White Tigers, the protoss were almost destroyed. Seal the devil, and set his name as a spell before being sealed. Except for mortals, anyone who reads his name will turn into a summon, which did not prevent the demon from breaking the seal and his name was deliberately erased. Only a few people have known so far. "
After this explanation, Song Ci added a little more hope to the demon king, and gathered the power of all beings to unblock him, which is really a smart and powerful bad guy.
"So does he have a name?" Song Ci asked.
"Who?"
"The Devil's Sword." Song Ci said, "It should be, after all, it is so famous."
Feng Zhuojun glanced at him silently, "Ask so many things to do? It doesn't matter to you anyway."
He stopped back in one sentence and didn't answer, but Song Ci knew in his heart that Feng Zhuojun knew it, didn't know why and didn't say it, he didn't ask, and thought for a while against the wall.
Then I didn't know what to think of, and then started to poke the young man again. Feng Zhuojun saw that he raised his hand and slapped him, motioning him to be honest.
Song Ci twisted his body a little and pushed Feng Zhuojun to the side. The sound of the iron chain broke the tranquility again. This time, several pairs of eyes came at the same time. Some people couldn't help asking, "Are you not afraid? Let's wait later It will be unlocked. "
When Song Ci saw someone take the initiative to talk, he said, "Isn't unlocking a good thing? You want to let us out?"
The man's face was complicated. "It seems that you don't know where it is."
Song Ci repeatedly nodded, "Yes, can you tell me? I was caught here for the first time."
"I guess this is the only time in your life." The man said with a bitter smile, "Here are the four barren mountains, this is the site of the God Hunting Club, we are all prey."
As soon as the words came out, Feng Zhuojun's complexion suddenly changed, and he whispered, "This is over."
Song Ci looked at him like this, and had a bad hunch in his heart. He was a little flustered and said, "What's wrong?"
"Four Barren Mountains, Divine Hunting ..." Feng Zhuojun bit his back molars, "We have too much ideas, we just ran into this incident when we first arrived."
The man saw that Feng Zhuojun knew this, so he didn't explain any more. He looked at them quietly, with despair and fear in his bitter face.
It's not just him, everyone else looks like this, and they seem to recognize their own dead end.
Before waiting for Song Ci to ask, Feng Zhuojun whispered, "The God Hunting Society originated from the ancient world of the gods. At that time, the demon sacrifice, the world was in addition to the demon guardianship. God hunting society will be held every thousand years to participate The gods hunted and killed the demon in a competitive way. After the six realms returned to peace, the God Hunting Club changed its rules and set up a field to place the demon who committed sin in it. Lack of practical student practice. "
Song Ci frowned. "Are we not guilty?"
"We were all arrested innocently. This time, I don't know why the demon king did not go to the monsters in the confession, but arrested us, the good demon ..." The man hated his voice, and before he finished speaking, some people cried. Out loud. Qiankun Listening Book Network www.qktsw.com
"What is crying?" Said the young man in the corner. "It's dead all the time. The word" good "in this world is worthless."
The voice was cold and unrelenting.
But after he said it, he took a hard nose and turned to look at Song Ci. There were tears in those beautiful light-colored eyes, and then he turned his head with a sneer.
Want to come is that Feng Zhuojun's behavior hurt him somewhat.
Song Ci felt so soft that he couldn't help touching his head. He stiffened, and then shook his head like a rattle, shaking off Song Ci's hand.
"Can't escape?" Song Ci ignored and continued to ask.
"No chance, since the Four Barren Mountains were enclosed, they must have been set up by those gods with a powerful enchantment, and it is impossible to escape." Feng Zhuojun said.
"That can hide, wait for the hunting to end, those gods have gone, and then sneak out." Song Ci said again.
Feng Zhuojun's gaze was like looking at an idiot, "Can you think of them, they can't think of it? If the hunt for God is over, there will be a God of War who will bring people to clean up the site, no one will stay."
"Then according to you, aren't we dead?" Song Ci could not help raising his voice.
Feng Zhuojun squeezed his arm quickly. "Be quiet, don't draw the guard."
"What then? I haven't seen Uncle Rong yet!" Song Ci whispered.
Feng Zhuojun chuckled and said, "Relax, you'll see it right away. Rong Bai will definitely participate in this kind of occasion, and he will come out on top. You still worry about yourself."
Song Ci was a little embarrassed, and his heart was crying badly, badly, and faced with such a dangerous thing, it really did not give people any chance to breathe.
Song Ci was the only word in jail. At this moment, he was quiet, there was no talking around, and only scattered weeping remained. This situation remained for a while, and suddenly footsteps came.
The sound of iron chains rang instantly, and the monsters seemed to realize something, and the crowd of fear was crowded together, and the noise of restlessness completely broke the depressing tranquility.
Song Ci turned his head and asked Feng Zhuojun, "If you explain to the fairies ..."
"Useless." Feng Zhuojun joked about his innocence, "This is the early stage when the Six Realms have just returned to peace. The thoughts of evil spirits and evil spirits are ingrained in their brains, and no one will bother you."
Song Ci was shocked by these words, and then he realized once again what the danger in Feng Zhuojun's mouth was.
Is the weak meat and strong food, is the natural choice.
Footsteps were getting closer and closer, until a soldier in silver armor stepped outside the iron fence to stand. There was no extra expression on his face. He glanced at the prisoner and raised a bronze mirror under the eyes of everyone's fear. .
"This is a telescope." Feng Zhuojun's voice was in his ear.
Then the mirror surface gave a dazzling light, Song Ci subconsciously resisted the sleeve, and suddenly felt that his right wrist was light, and the wall behind him disappeared instantly. He stumbled his head and planted it on the ground. Only lush scenery remained.
He was left alone.
Song Ci quickly got up, looked around, wondered, "What is this place again?"
"Four Barren Mountains." Feng Zhuojun replied. As soon as the voice fell, people drilled out of the mirror hanging on Song Ci's neck, standing firmly beside Song Ci, with sharp eyes, "Friend, I will always be by your side!"
"In case I am hunted down ..."
"I won't save you, but I will take you back." Feng Zhuojun said.
"Okay." Song Ci shrugged and asked, "Where is Uncle Rong, I'm going to find him."
"The Four Barren Mountains have four peaks. One of them is set in the middle boundary. All the gods will be there before the start of the God Hunting Club. If you are injured or want to quit on the way, you must return to that mountain. So if you want Find Rongbai and go there, but you can't get in. "Feng Zhuojun tried his best to confuse him.
"There is another way." He said, "The remaining three hills, two of them are demons, and the deepest one is demons. If Rong Bai and others would go to that deep mountain, they would not In such a place, you can go to the mountains to find him. "
Song Ci weighed it and chose the latter. Feng Zhuojun pointed in a direction, and the two walked towards the mountain.
The four deserted mountains are indeed very large, but there are also many prey thrown in. Song Ci walked for a while, and encountered many hiding monsters.
Then a bell came from a distant sky, and the God Hunting Club was completely opened.
Song Ci looked up at the birds startled by the sound of bells, continued to walk his head to the deep mountains, and slowed down deliberately.
He didn't want to run into other spirits full of energy before meeting Rong Bai.
Feng Zhuojun talked while walking. "In the six realms, there are schools in all but the underworld. Mortals learn four books and five classics, and the demon world learns to hunt and survive. The divine and immortal worlds are both civil and military. After the six realms return to peace, a demon community is established in the demon world. The college you are studying in is a sign of the peace era, and most of the hunters ’hunts are in that college."
"That means hunters not only have immortals, but also monsters?" Song resigned.
"Yeah." Feng Zhuojun nodded, "But rarely, there are few fairies who are willing to live with the demon peacefully."
Song Ci sighed and said nothing.
Feng Zhuojun continued to say, but was suddenly stopped by Song Ci, and the two stopped.
Song Ci stared at the person in front of him, his throat moved, and he panicked.
In front of him was a young boy in a white robe and gold silk, standing against his back, not tall, with long black hair, and some heads raised, he didn't know what to look at.
This child is not a monster at first sight!
Feng Zhuojun looked at him again, with a doubtful expression on his face.
The young man heard the sound, turned back blankly, and a pair of clear golden eyes appeared in front of the two. The breeze blew quietly, and gently moved the young man's robe. The half-foot machete held in his right hand It was revealed.
Song Ci's eyes widened instantly.
"Not good!" Feng Zhuojun's expression changed drastically, and he drank, "Run!"
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