Chapter 2595
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The Hounds' Hunting Game (2)
Another example would be giving them a weapon or a piece of defensive armor.
Even if there is a "spectator master" who really likes a beauty and is willing to spend a lot of money to let her get spiritual power in a short time and recover part of her cultivation base, it is also possible.
And such a beauty can usually live to the end, and even kill a "hound" to get the final survival spot.
There are people that the "spectator masters" like, and naturally there are people that they hate.
For these "beauties", they can also spend crystal stones to put a bounty on other "playpets" to kill them.
Even if they can pay enough money, they can directly use the "Heart Locking Buckle" to punish these beauties.
Make them powerless, make them in so much pain that they want to die, make them doomed eternally.
And all these rules have only one purpose.
That is to use the blood, tears, and fear of ninety-nine women to please the insane wishes of these men in Fusang City.
… …
In the desert, Mu Yan is sitting in the shadow of a rock, her eyes narrowed, her fingers slowly rubbing the "Heart Locking Buckle".
Just at this moment, the sound of light footsteps could be heard.
Mu Yan opens her eyes and sighs softly, "Yi Lanxin, are you still not willing to let it go?"
Her footsteps stop.
Yi Lanxin's figure slowly appears from behind the rock.
Her pair of beautiful eyes glares at Mu Yan with hatred, "I've said it before, I hate you all. You're the ones who dragged me back to hell. I'll definitely make you all accompany me in death!"
Mu Yan sits up and looks at Yi Lanxin, her brows lightly wrinkling.
It has been more than four hours since the start of the [Hundred Flowers Kill].
Everyone's "beauties" are released in turn, looking for a place to hide.
An hour after all the beauties set off, the three "hounds" are allowed to move.
In the entire desert, there are only a few ruins that can be considered as shelters.
Everywhere else was just a stretch of yellow sand.
The sun is scorching, the temperature is blazing, there is no food, and there is no water source.
All the female cultivators' spiritual power is sealed, and they are no different from ordinary people. They will die of thirst and starvation in the desert, and they will be afraid of being hunted by the "hounds", living in constant fear.
One can imagine what kind of suffering and pain they experience at every moment.
It was the same for Yi Lanxin.
The shoes on her feet had been worn out a long time ago, and more than half of them were dyed red with blood.
Her hair was disheveled, and her red lips, which were originally plump and supple, were already cracked and peeling, with traces of blood seeping out.
Mu Yan slowly sat up and looked straight at Yi Lan. She said, "The ones who dragged you into hell are not us, but the men in Fu Sang City who are worse than pigs and dogs. Instead of thinking about how to take revenge on us, why don't you think about how to escape from this hell? "
"Break free from this hell? Hahaha … "Yi Lanxin seemed to have heard the funniest joke." Do you think I don't want to? It's been three years since I was tricked into Fusang City by Ge Feiping. There's not a moment where I don't want to break free. I don't even care if I die … "
Mu Yan glanced at the desert and said in a deep voice, "Just because there was no chance in the past doesn't mean there isn't now. Perhaps this [Hundred Flower Kill] is your chance? "
Yi Lanxin revealed a mocking expression, "Do you think that as long as I commit suicide here, I will be completely free? Hehe, you are too naive! The bodies of the women who died in the Hundred Blossom Kill are indeed dead, but their souls will be imprisoned in this desert for eternity. Day after day, year after year, day after day of torture, they will never be able to reincarnate, until their souls scatter and scatter. "
(End of this chapter)
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