After another baptism of pain and joy, the few people, whose hands and feet were already weak, could only be dragged back on the frame. Paralyzed on the bed, Shenxing Wuji really felt that life was worse than death. Here, he was even a hairless man.

Domestic animals are not even comparable. There is no future, life is in the hands of others, there is no escape, and there is no resistance. There is no hope of rebuilding, so how to talk about revenge? How to talk about ideals in life? Haha, maybe the best way is to accept the situation and suffer in the end.

Let's die.

Death? Suddenly, this word appeared in my mind. Instead of living like this, it would be better to die. It would be clean. Anyway, I am a useless person. I can't escape anyway. I don't have many relatives anyway. It's unprovoked.

, a smile appeared on Shenxing Wuji's face, and his whole body relaxed accordingly, and he just stared at the roof blankly. He was too tired, go to sleep, and after a nap, he went to find his parents!

His eyes slowly closed and he fell into a deep sleep. This sleep was particularly fragrant. For more than a month, he has been tortured every day. The young master Wuji of the Shenxing family, who was originally relatively strong, is now thin.

He is no different than a beggar.

The next day, I gained a little strength in my hands and feet. I turned my head and looked at the sky outside. It was still gray. A smile appeared on the corner of my mouth. Shen Xing Wuji slowly got up and staggered to the window.

side.

Haha, although there is a breeze, there is an indescribable wilderness scenery outside. This endless abyss is like a vast valley...

Weeds, endless weeds, decadent window scenery, lifeless, what is the difference between you and these weeds, not even as good as these weeds, at least they are their own?

It's quite high here. If you fall like this, there shouldn't be any pain, right?

After thinking about it, Shen Xing Wuji climbed up the window sill with difficulty. He sat on the window sill, with his feet dangling in the air, his head slightly leaning on the frame, and just staring into the distance like this. Once upon a time, he sat like this

On the tree trunks with mottled shadows, listen to the chirping of insects and birds, and enjoy the breath of spring...

But now, apart from revenge, it seems that there is no meaning for his existence, right? But, for revenge, he has no hope at all.

What is the other world like? Haha, no matter what, can it be more painful than now? Shenxing Wuji, who was so heartbroken that he was about to jump to end his tragic fate, suddenly had a wave of emotion in his eyes.

what is that?

In the distance, a small figure suddenly emerged from a dirt bump. Is it an unkempt little girl? Thanks to the strange changes in her previous realm, her eyesight has not deteriorated yet.

Why is there a little beggar girl here? She looks to be eleven or twelve years old at most. What is she looking for? But this is an endless abyss, and it is still outside the Linggui Sect. Looking at that small body, it seems that

Shen Xing Wuji suddenly felt weird...

What on earth is she doing? How come there is a little girl here? Didn’t those people from the Linggui Sect show up? Impossible! If I guessed correctly, maybe this entire endless abyss is the territory of the Linggui Sect.

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For a moment, the original feeling of world-weariness and despair suddenly disappeared.

This girl...can she escape like this? I never thought that under the high pressure of the Linggui Cult, there are still people who can have freedom as if nothing happened. Shenxing Wuji suddenly felt that, it seemed, there was a little

There is hope of escaping. But, what on earth is going on?

Suddenly, Shen Xing Wuji was startled. It turned out that the girl was thrashing about violently. She had quick eyes and quick hands. This was an apt description of the girl just now. Then the girl grabbed something with a smile, and then turned back to that place with a grunt.

Tugupa. Shenxing Wuji was completely stunned. The thing just now seemed to be a giant yellow rat with no attack power? It also looked like a dirt egg! Could it be that this little girl was looking for something to eat? Thinking about this, I suddenly felt sick in my stomach.

A little hungry.

"Chirp, chirp..." I looked up and saw a pale-colored bird on an old tree on the cliff. And the half-dead old branch actually had a few dark green leaves on it. Shocked,

Shenxing Wuji silently retreated to the room.

In the following days, several brothers and sisters felt that their eldest brother seemed to be a little different. He became more taciturn, and there was a little something in his eyes. If I had to describe it, it would be angry.

However, a piece of bad news made Shen Xing Wuji, who had just cheered up, look up to the sky and sigh.

It turns out that Mokati's blood-fighting pool was actually considered by Mooney. Shen Xing Wuji, who was the hardest-boned and refused to accept his teachings, was actually chosen.

The Blood Fighting Pool, to put it bluntly, is a bloody competition for the big shots in the church to relieve their boredom. Only one person is allowed to come out of each game in the Blood Fighting Pool, and it is a fight to the death, because it comes with a little stimulating effect, giving a little sweetness can revitalize those dead people.

Experimental subjects, so the blood fighting pool has been popular for many years with the big guys turning a blind eye.

For Shenxing Wuji, going to the blood pool is seeking death. Not to mention that the experimental torture he suffered is more than twice that of others. With his strength of blood beads breaking and falling, he is just going to give gifts to others.

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However, it was not up to him whether to go or not.

Now Shenxing Wuji has figured it out. He has to work hard to live, even if it means just living an ignoble existence. There is really no hope if he dies, but there is hope as long as he lives. One day, he will crush this Linggui Sect to the ground!

He wants to go out, and he wants to find the Lingwu Mountains that Uncle Feng mentioned. Will there be a way to revive the family there? But where is the Lingwu Mountains?

His thoughts drifted away, and Shen Xing Wuji quickly pulled him back. He kept encouraging himself to persevere. Besides, if he won, there would be prizes, either a snow-roasted chicken, a pill, or a

This is how Shen Xing Wuji comforted himself about the opportunity to go to Lingyuan.

"Brother, survive!" After leaving the house, he encountered Shen Xingyan.

"kindness!"

The Blood Dou Pond is like a huge plate that gets smaller in circles, until the bottom disk is the Blood Dou Pond. Shenxing Wuji, who came here for the first time, saw the people sitting around watching the fun.

The eyes of those people were excited. The eyes of those participating in the competition were blood red and indifferent. This feeling as if they were prey made Shenxing Wuji's heart sink.

We are both destitute people from the end of the world, why should we kill each other?

The blood fights were held once every ten days, with three games each time. Shenxing Wuji watched helplessly as the two people in the first game fought with their lives, and one person died unexpectedly! Haha, what kind of world is this!

Although it was very bloody and cruel, looking at the booing and yelling experimental subjects with red eyes, the entire Linggui Sect, probably only here, was a little angry! I looked up and saw the Hua Dian that I couldn't see clearly over there.

Among them, they should be some of the big shots from the Linggui Sect who came to see the excitement and relieve their boredom. Life... shook his head, Shenxing Wuji stopped thinking about it. Because it was his turn soon, and whether he could survive or not was up to him.

Question mark, I am still here lamenting life. Haha...

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Shenxing Wuji and the other party began to deal with each other. In order to make the blood fight more exciting and to stimulate the potential of the subject more effectively, the Linggui Sect usually chooses two people who are equally matched.

Generation. And Shenxing Wuji's opponent is a seventeen-year-old young man with a strange bloodline. It has been three years since he was captured and taken to the Linggui Cult. Three years of torture has made this young man no longer human. His sharp

The cruel eyes, the low and harsh grunt, the white and sharp teeth, all Shenxing Wuji could feel was that the other person was a beast! A shuddering feeling suddenly appeared.

Ang! The opponent pounced, completely without the tactics that a blood warrior should have. It was like a wild beast attacking. To Shenxing Wuji's surprise, he was tragically pushed to the ground. And let Shenxing

What Wuji was really afraid of was that this man actually wanted to bite his neck. Oh my god, was he crazy?

Yes, in fact, this young man is already crazy. He went crazy when he was selected for the blood fight for the first time. It is precisely because of his crazy and reckless play that he is alive now!

Feeling that the other party was like an iron pliers, making him unable to move, Shen Xing Wuji was also angered. All the pain during this period, the grievances suffered, the anger and resentment in his heart, the sorrow of the family being wiped out, the death of his parents

The pain, the haze of broken blood beads, everything that had been accumulated in Shenxing Wuji's heart for a long time, all burst out at this moment.

The fist carried anger, and blood flowed all over the body in an instant, rushing to the fist. Then everyone watched in stunned silence as the crazy young man was ruthlessly knocked away like a kite with its string disconnected.

Shocking! Behind the palace, the big shots whispered that most of them bought the crazy young man to win. Although the strength of the two people in front of them was not worth mentioning in front of these people, such a clean but fierce blow was still

Let these people marvel. I haven't seen such a vigorous and fiery attack for a long time. It is really refreshing and refined!

"Blood slave, is this person new?" a charming voice asked.

"Reply to the messenger, yes. This person is a descendant of the Shenxing family!" His skin is blood red, his eyes are big and bloodshot. He is obviously humanoid, but as scary as a monster. This person was also an experimental subject, but he successfully survived.

After passing the second stage of the bloodline test, mutating, and submitting to the Linggui Cult, he became the manager of the Blood Dou Pond.

"Kurahara Ligu wiped out his entire family, no wonder he is so angry. Haha, I will buy this person to win from now on." After that, he turned and left. The blood slave buried his head and did not dare to reply.

The two people in the blood fighting pool went crazy.

Shenxing Wuji forgot that he was from a golden family, completely abandoned his martial arts and blood skills, and fought with this man as if they were children fighting. You punch me and I bite you. The blood flowed from the two bodies.

The golden blood, the strange blood is clearly distinct but there is me in you, slowly sinking into the blood pool and disappearing.

Shen Xing Wuji felt as if a monster was about to burst out of his body. He screamed and rode on the young man, punching out punch after punch.

Ah! Ah! Ah...

Silence, the original lively excitement around him slowly became silent! Because the shouts that seemed to be vented finally turned into bits and pieces of crying. The man did not shed tears easily, but it was not to the point of sadness! After the unbridled release of Shenxing

The painful crying actually awakened the numb hearts of some experimental subjects. They seemed to think of their hometown, their relatives, and the life of pigs and dogs that did not belong to this dark and dark world!

"Grandpa, Grandpa Asi, why are you crying?" A frail old man at the edge of the Blood Dou Pond shed turbid tears for no reason.

The old man looked up to the sky and sighed: "Nothing, Dai Yuan, find a way to get this young man to come see me!"
Chapter completed!