Chapter 450

A dark dungeon,

The smell of decay and fishy smell has become a unique feature here,

Meng Gaofei sat alone in a damp corner and closed his eyes,

The efforts around him were curious about him,

Because unlike other slaves,

Meng Gaofei gave many slaves a strange feeling from the moment he appeared,

"Hey, this is my place. Get out of here."

The slave with a scar on his face came to Meng Gaofei,

He said to him fiercely,

Slaves belonged to different buyers,

Sometimes because of too long oppression, these people no longer regard themselves as human beings,

But the buyer's pet,

Use all means to get the favor of the buyer, and then make yourself higher than other slaves,

Fighting bravely and ruthlessly is also one of the ways,

If a slave fights privately before entering the arena, resulting in the death of one party,

Then the arena will immediately notify the owner of the surviving slave and ask him to pay part of the expenses of the dead slave to repay the slave owner,

Usually,

The buyer of the murderer will not be angry, but will be more excited,

Because the slaves you buy are so cruel and cruel, you must be able to achieve good results in the fighting field,

So,

If a slave kills a slave, he will not be punished. If he can get a certain position in the fighting field, the buyer will double reward him.

"Didn't you hear what I said? This place is mine. Get out of here."

The slave relied on his big figure,

Reaching out to pick up Meng Gaofei,

As a result, he used a lot of strength, but the other party didn't move,

"I think you're trying to die!"

I wanted to take the opportunity to find fault. The slave became more rampant. He picked up a human leg bone from the dungeon and stabbed it at Meng Gaofei,

A strange scene happened,

Meng Gaofei, sitting on the ground, grabbed the leg bone with only one hand,

Then suddenly open your eyes,

Look at each other calmly,

At a glance,

Meng Gaofei sighed helplessly,

The more degenerate a person is, the easier it is to fall into darkness,

He didn't know what kind of person the slave in front of him was, but from the moment when the slave was willing to degenerate,

He's already in hell,

The wicked can be redeemed,

Those who are willing to degenerate can only go down to the 18th underground,

No matter what this person was before his life.

"Loosen, loosen."

The slave began to tear madly, but Meng Gaofei's hand seemed to be connected with that leg bone. No matter how he fought, he couldn't open it,

Oh,

Meng Gaofei took the initiative to release his hand,

The slave was out of balance due to excessive force. After staggering backward, he fell into the pickled dirt,

The sound of ridicule came from the dungeon,

I wanted to show my authority,

But he was taught a lesson by the other party,

This stupid guy is asking for trouble,

"I want your life!"

The disgraced slave stood up from the ground and rushed to Meng Gaofei again,

This time,

He stopped,

Because Fang Zheng is staring at himself,

His eyes are like sharp blades. As long as he dares to move forward, his life will be threatened,

"If you don't have that strength, just sit down."

"Isn't it humiliating enough?"

"If your buyer sees your embarrassment, he will regret buying you back."

Other slaves joked,

maltreat an injured person,

Human nature.

The slave felt fear,

I can only snuggle up in the corner where I fell and stop talking,

The look at each other just now,

Made him afraid of death,

That man is terrible.

Meng Gaofei didn't make things difficult for each other,

Just now,

He sensed a trace of ghost gas from the dark dungeon,

It's not enough to think about it,

It's strange if there aren't a few grievances in such a place,

Because the people of oasis didn't treat these slaves as human beings at all,

I don't know how long it took,

The sound of gongs representing the beginning of the fighting field came into the dungeon from the outside,

Soon slaves were taken out,

Before entering the fighting field, they have to go through the exhibition room in the dungeon, which is filled with various weapons. Slaves can choose all kinds of equipment they like when entering the fighting field,

Fighting,

It's the highlight everyone likes,

When the cold weapon breaks human skin and blood flows,

It was a really exciting moment,

Some slaves chose a heavy axe or broadsword in order to seek strength;

Some slaves put on armor in order to make themselves live longer, but their actions will become slower,

When Meng Gaofei arrived,

He didn't choose anything,

Because there is a strong smell of resentment on these weapons,

I don't know how many people died in their hands,

As a Taoist,

Using them to kill people is an insult to yourself.

"You pig, if you don't choose anything, get in and wait."

Meng Gaofei was kicked heavily behind him,

Then he followed the crowd into the fighting field and waited,

The huge fighting field is like a semicircle directly buckled on the ground,

When you come out of the dungeon, you can see the fence around and the audience sitting on it,

The slaves were like goods waiting to be displayed. Let them comment on them one by one,

The ghost is getting stronger and stronger,

Meng Gaofei turned his head and looked at the slaves around him,

Sure enough,

The shadow of rotten corpses has emerged on several people,

They are hidden in the fallen souls of slaves,

Stimulate them to burst out of the wildness of their souls,

By killing,

To get more innocent souls,

Then make the slaves fall and become their puppets,

But these ghosts don't know,

Once they grow up to threaten the lives of human beings except slaves, the immortal masters in oasis city should wipe them out,

Keep this rotten ghost and manipulate slaves to fight,

It is also a means of oasis city,

All the ghosts are under their surveillance,

Any unusual action will be immediately erased.

In the stands,

Zhong Kui put his hands around his chest and looked coldly at the situation below the fighting field,

Mortals are manipulated by ghosts,

It's still man-made,

Oasis city is really a place of personal degeneration,

Immortal master,

Is he really a funny thing,

Who gave them the courage to play with their lives,

Who allowed them to keep ghosts as a kind of entertainment,

Who dares to disobey the order of yin and Yang.

Anger,

It is impossible to describe Zhong Kui's heart at this time,

God is the existence in charge of order,

They can't treat people and ghosts as playthings, let alone mortals,