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This silver demon is interesting and has survived again. It has been four years, so it is amazing! I have made my name from a little bean Ding, and the silver demon has given me enough excitement in every duel, and no complete corpse has been carried down.

"Oye..." "Silver Demon..." "Silver Demon..."

The powerful wealthy people, big men, and gamblers from all over the country were crowded with them cheering, standing up, holding up the poison tickets in their hands, shouting wildly as the winner.

Xiao Yeluo was already developing at this time. At the age of ten, she looked thin but not short, with long hair that was as long as her waist, tied with a tie, and her face covered with a white skull. At this moment, the mask was covered with a lot of blood, which looked even more cruel and terrifying, and more like a demon crawling out of hell.

He threw the broken knife in his hand aside and ignored the crowd of people. He had been accustomed to all kinds of faces over the years.

He walked back to his cage step by step, lying in the darkest corner of familiarity, and could no longer help but spurt out blood, and his spirit fainted in a daze.

"Ah..." A scream of frightening before he could make it, came to an abrupt end. Wearing a mask, the leaves with red eyes fell, and his right hand was tightly pinching a girl's throat through the iron railing, without knowing how to be merciful at all.

After all, in such a place, almost everyone who understands it is dead. The girl is allowed to struggle and slap her, and her face begins to flush with a lack of oxygen.

"Hey, what are you doing? Let our elder sister go."

"I have said a long time ago that I should not help him stop bleeding and bandage again and again, let him bleed and die. Good intentions will not be rewarded."

Hearing the shouts of the other two, he rushed up and bit Ye Luo's arm, trying to save the elder sister they were talking about. However, Ye Luo still did not let go. He first checked his body, and several wounds were simply bandaged, barely stopping the blood.

It was the enemy's counterattack before his death, and a deep wound was cut open. I guess if the blood was not stopped, I would never wake up again.

Seeing that there was nothing else in my body, I let go of my hands, my eyes gradually returned to normal, calm and unstoppable, and some ripples gradually emerged in my eyes without emotion.

In this dark corner, this scene is not the first time. Every time they come back from a serious injury and fall into a coma, they are helped by their elder sister. After all, injury is common. Only valuable winners can be treated better, and they are given some basic injury medicine, and they have meat for three meals a day. Thinking about this common situation, the cold and ruthless heart melts a little bit.

A large cage surrounded by high walls was pungent, foul-stenched, and vomiting smell came to my face. The leaves that had already adapted to various harsh environments also frowned. A hundred slaves were locked in like ducks on the shelves.

"Stay for two months!" The head custodian left a sentence and locked the door and disappeared from his sight. "There are really bad luck for these new slaves, right, Joseph?"

"Yes, it's really not very lucky. How many people will survive?" "I don't know, after all, this is called the Devil's Start."

A group of slaves scattered, some were in groups, some were in groups, and some were alone like leaves falling. They found a relatively clean place and sat down. The teacher taught: Blind and impulsive actions will only give the other party a head! When the situation is not clear, wait and see, pay attention to every move of the outside world, and collect information!

After sitting quietly for a long time, the weather was calm and there was no task or something strange happened. I was a little puzzled. Why is it different from the usual routine? It is simple and direct, so I can rest early.

There is no saying of day and night. Here, the lights shine brightly from the top of the cell, and there is no dark corner. I don’t know how much time has passed. Everyone just knows a message and will stay here for two months.

Finally, a bloody scene started when a slave was roaring because of hunger.

After the chain reaction, a group of slaves who were blinded by hunger kept cursing, shouting, and slapped the only door frantically. There was no echo, as if they were the only one left in the whole world, in this cage of unknown time.

"Ah...I can't help it." A tall slave, with red eyes and drooling, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, staring at the girl being grabbed in his hand. "What are you...you want to do? Let me go..." The girl struggled in vain, and the people on the side were just quietly a spectator.

"Crack..." The girl's neck was twisted, and she was glad that she died early and was relieved. Otherwise, the next scene would have made everyone crazy...

Finally, some sounds came from outside, which were footsteps. Time was up? At the moment of opening the door, the guards who were mentally prepared could not help but squat down and vomited.

The walls and ground were dyed a little moldy and black. The human body skeletons, internal organs, and intestines were spilled everywhere, and the rotten flesh of the head began to grow stolen insects, drilling from the eyes, filled with fishy smell, rotten smell, and looked like hell...

From that time on, there were endless battles, groups of fights, beasts, duels...

To be able to live next to the famous silver demon, it also requires tenacious vitality. When he goes crazy, even the people in the surrounding cages cut off, and the sword energy is everywhere, and it is poked into a hornet's nest. And because of the noise, there are many people who are killed directly when they are asleep.

Only when these girls came in, Ye Luo was taken care of while protecting them from being hurt. The little gentleness of each other made a small flame gradually warmer and warmer in the darkness.

A major event that changes everyone's destiny is so big that it has been recorded in history.

The fire, the sudden fire, burned the palaces and cells, people shouted in panic and ran around, and at the moment of threatening life, who would care about the little slaves?

"Crack..." The cell was forcibly opened, and even the collar on the neck was torn to pieces by Ping An. It can be seen that this person has a strong force. A very oppressive figure stood in front of him. Ye Luo was not timid, but instead ignited his interest and a little fighting spirit: it should be very fun to kill such a strong man.

Looking up, I looked up and saw a red skin with fish webs connected to my palms. Both of them looked at each other, and seemed a little surprised: At a young age, I don’t cry, make a fuss or make a fuss, don’t have many expressions, and my eyes are swollen and swelling, not as gray as other slaves, and sorrow is greater than my heart.

"Free, child, you still have a sunny future..." Although a little surprised, he would not waste more time learning about his story, and there were more slaves waiting to regain his life.

Freedom? Ye Luo was stunned for a moment, the free sky was flying freely? Adventures splashing casually, looking for their own family...?

"Hey, silver hair, why are you stupid? Let's run away quickly." The three girls with dirty faces and were covered in embarrassment, and they could not see their appearance at all. The eldest sister held the dad's hand, which was very soft and warm, a little warm. This was the dad's first feeling, and his heartbeat seemed to have missed a beat.

In an instant, Ye Luo was shocked and shed a few drops of cold sweat. In normal times, she had died many times. But... Is this warmth a happiness? It feels so wonderful. I want to feel it for a while...

(End of this chapter)
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