Among the six realms, there is a place abandoned by gods, ghosts, and demons.

No matter how beautiful or powerful you are in the Six Realms, when you arrive here, you will be like a mortal person, and you will lose all your mana.

And to die here, is to really dissipate.

This place is called the place of wandering.

There is no sun and moon in the wandering land, and the boundless sky above is a black screen, with the Milky Way flowing on it.

There are rumors that the above is the tomb of the ancient gods.

It is also said that for those who died in the land of exile, the dust left after the soul was scattered will be brought into the sky and become a little dust mustard in the galaxy.

In the land of exile, there is no morality or affection, and everything is based on interests.

An enemy today may be a friend tomorrow.

As long as you have a hard fist and enough capital, you are the boss.

Those who will come here are either those with monstrous sins, or those who are not tolerated by the law of nature, anyway, they are not tolerated by the Six Realms.

Here is the sanctuary of sin.

It is also a prison where they cannot escape and dare not escape!

Except for the Hopeless City in the center, most of this exile land is desert, with few water sources, and the few small towns are not towns, but villages.

The small town in the south of the land of circulation is called the town of Evil Head.

In the land of exiles, evil is virtue.

good?

That's kind of a joke.

To put it bluntly, this town is a slave market.

What is traded is not real gold and silver, but the most precious thing in the displaced land - food.

There are many slaves detained in the fences on both sides of the slave shed.

The largest slave house is just a two-entry yard. The slaves here are the best in the whole town. There is also a dungeon dug out in the courtyard, and only a skylight above the head can let in a little light.

Those detained in the dungeon are those who are rebellious and do not obey orders.

There are seven people in the dungeon.

The whole body is dirty, and the light is dark, so you can't tell the difference, and you can't even tell the difference between male and female.

Food was put down through the skylight.

With the basket falling.

A pair of eyes stared at the basket like a hungry wolf.

Finally, the food in the basket came into view.

Six swarthy wowo heads.

This is the ration for the day.

Seven people, divided into six nests, obviously one person is hungry.

And in this dungeon, starvation means...death!

In an instant, seven figures burst out and rushed towards the basket.

In the dungeon, there was a fierce battle.

There is no mana, only real hand-to-hand combat, completely relying on fists to speak!

Between fists and feet, one after another was snatched away, and then madly stuffed into his mouth.

Two slender and slender hands grabbed the last wotou at the same time.

"This is the seat!"

"Oh, go to hell!"

There was no mercy at all, the two figures fought together, fists staggered, and the palms attacked each other's dead end.

A few fights back and forth, but neither side got a good deal.

Wotou was divided into two, and two pairs of bloodthirsty eyes stared at each other.

The light was dim, but Mochi could still see the blood-colored eyes on the opposite side.

Bloody eyes.

It's the devil!

In an instant, he thought of Zhu Jiuyin, and the killing intent was maddening in his heart.

Demon, **** it!

After swallowing half of the wowotou forcefully, Mochi slaughtered the opponent again. At that moment, he saw an excited smile in those **** eyes.

The other party was not frightened by his turn of the head to kill.

That kind of excitement, he is all too familiar with it!

It's the thirst for blood and killing...

Just like him!

The other party slammed into Mochi's face in a circle, and at that moment, he felt that his back molars were loose.

Oh, it's strong enough!

At the same time, Mochi slapped the opponent's chest with a palm.

The two of them stepped back together, half kneeling on the ground.

Mochi heard the other party let out a grunt.

He wiped the blood from his lips and sneered, "Boy, continue."

The moment the voice fell, he vaguely saw the other party's thin body tremble.

Immediately afterwards, a shrill and angry voice came head-on: "You are the kid, your whole family is a kid!"

Mo Chi was stunned, glanced at his hand, and said subconsciously:

"So Ping is actually a woman?"

As soon as these words came out, the air pressure in the entire dungeon seemed to drop.

For a moment, Mo Chi felt that the murderous intent in the pair of **** eyes on the opposite side was more than a hundred times stronger.

It was like a mad dog was slaughtered from the opposite side, Mochi's eyes were ruthless, and he showed no mercy. The two seemed to meet each other again as if they were enemies in the next generation.

Vicious and sinister shots, real hand-to-hand combat!

Mo Chi didn't take it lightly because the other party was a woman. At the end of this fight, both of them were out of breath and injured half and half, and neither of them got any favors.

The previous half of the wowow was hungry, how could he be hungry?

Both were clearly exhausted.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the dungeon changed.

The five people who had been fighting all the time, looked at the two of them eagerly.

The strength displayed by Mochi and the opponent's fight has greatly threatened them. They are not opponents when they fight alone, and when the two sides are fighting, these five people quickly reach an alliance!

Food is precious!

There are only six wotou today, and there will be only five tomorrow!

As long as these two are still alive, they are still the biggest threat to them!

Kill the two of them and the five of them will live an extra day!

In an instant, Mo Chi felt threatened.

Suddenly, a soft body slammed into his back, and a woman's cold voice sounded from behind: "Hey, ugly, let's join forces to kill these five idiots first, then how about we fight later?"

"Then you took the opportunity to kill me?" Mo Chi sneered.

"Oh, you're not a pig head?" A playful tone sounded from behind.

However, without giving the two of them more time to think, the five of them had already rushed up.

In the dungeon, a **** battle.

After a while, five corpses fell to the ground.

Mochi and the other party were exhausted, but neither of them relaxed, staring at each other.

The next moment, the two did the same thing in unison.

Bleed the corpse next to you and drink the blood.

Not for anything else.

Without food, the only thing that can replenish physical strength and survive is the blood of the enemy.

I don't know who spoke first.

"It looks like you're not human either."

"Hey, it's like you're human."

"what name?"

"Ink pool."

"Tsing Yi."

Green ink first encounter.

The first meeting between the scumbag and Heishui'er was in this little dirty dungeon, and they met each other with blood for the purpose of killing each other.

Tsing Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was excitement in his **** eyes.

"There should only be one nest tomorrow."

"This seat has a big appetite, and one is not enough to eat. Ugly, why don't you send your flesh and blood to this seat to cushion your stomach."

Mochi looked at her contemptuously and asked, "Who gave you the courage?"

"A flat chest?"

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