Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

She looked up at the densely packed books and frowned slightly.

It feels strange, but I can’t figure it out.

I always feel like I've overlooked something.

As for what was overlooked...

She turned around and looked at the silent study.

Tilt your head slightly.

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at this time.

"Hit--hit---"

"Huh - bang bang bang bang -"

"Stand up - stand up quickly -"

"Where's the gun!? Give him the gun quickly!"

At this moment, the underground animal farm.

A place filled with blood and violence, with disregard for rules and laws, and full of lunatics and murderers.

Strong steel and aluminum surround this place, forming a huge colosseum.

Chains, blades, instruments of torture, as well as various rifles and sniper rifles.

Endless noises and cheers intertwined, and the boos came one after another.

At the bottom of the Colosseum is the place where the air is the filthiest and most disgusting.

The uneven muddy ground was stained with the blood of countless people.

Black, pus, smelly.

The stench was overwhelming.

The spectator seats in the Colosseum were all filled with gamblers placing bets.

Taking human life as a bet, everyone is jealous.

Roaring at the poor guy under the Colosseum.

There is no concept of human life, and there is no sympathy for the killing of similar people.

Some are just the fanatical obsession with money and the madness that is determined to overwhelm and destroy the enemy.

Here, some people can get rich overnight and become billionaires standing among corpses in a pool of blood, while some people can die and never see the sun again.

Brutal and brutal fighting, sweaty hand-to-hand combat.

It is obviously something that lower beasts would do, but here, it has become something that everyone is obsessed with and fanatical about.

He even did not hesitate to break his arms and legs for this.

In such a hot and crazy night, the people below were still going crazy and their eyes were red with blood.

Those who sit on the top floor can sit in the clean and bright viewing room and enjoy endless luxury despite the smell of blood and sweat outside.

The huge bulletproof floor-to-ceiling glass looks down from top to bottom.

Looking down indifferently, like the emperor of the dark night, watching all this.

It is pleasing to the eye and makes people feel happy.

The smell of blood, the attractive color.

He sat there, shaking his glass of red wine with intoxicating ripples.

The cold and pale aristocratic appearance, against the blood-like light and shadow, seemed to be stained with traces of madness and gloom.

It was cold, the movements were endlessly graceful, but the temperature on the fingertips was cold and without warmth.

The mellow and fragrant wine that settled in the grapes was shaking, reflecting the light and shadow of the blood outside the window.

For a moment, I didn't know whether the wine was redder or the blood outside was redder.

The narrow, cold phoenix eyes were extremely cold-blooded.

He looked at the man fighting below, and then tapped with his cold white fingertips.

Slowly, the wine is flowing, and the finger bones are cold.

As cold as a knife's edge.

Not long after, the door behind him opened.

Tonight's winner was sent over.

The place was stained with dirty mud as soon as it entered.

Very smelly.

The smell of sweat is overwhelming.

Mixed with the disgusting smell of damp earth.

He was ushered in by two tall men wearing special bulletproof suits.

His clothes were in tatters and his body was covered in bruises and scars.

He won, but he also suffered injuries all over his body.

When he was brought in, he almost couldn't stand still.

He stood shaky and was thrown to the ground like garbage.