When Mu Qian joined in the fun, she discovered something extraordinary. A lot of people gathered in the square, and a row of Hell messengers appeared. "These are a few people who are unhappy and don't want to live. Since they don't want to live, then let them be your practice! Who wants to come and practice? You also know that as long as the best one performs well, he can go to a better city to live, where life is better, and you will also become happier. "
We will also become happier, "the leader of the Hell's Emissaries said.
"I'll come!"
"I want to come too!"
"The quota is limited, those who want to participate should sign up quickly!" The Hell messenger said.
There are a lot of people who are eager to participate. Mu Qian and the others are at the back of the crowd, wanting to see what they are going to do.
In the center of the square, ten people were tied up, and ten people participated. Soon, the Hell messenger sent a variety of tools, the messenger said. "These are all created by our Dark Devil Prison Lord, specifically to deal with those who don't want to live happily. These are some perfect works, you have to use these tools well, don't let down the Dark Devil Prison Lord.
His Excellency's painstaking efforts. "
"Yes!" Some people replied.
Soon, a strong smell of blood came out, and the ten people screamed.
They were killed very bloody and cruelly, but the heavy injuries caused by the tools can't take their lives for the time being. This is a very long torture.
It's better to die than to live!
Some of the audience present, they seem to be used to all this, and even watched with relish.
The situation is very cruel, but the ten people are not dead yet, but their throats have become hoarse, and they can't make any sound.
"Master, don't look!" Fu Sheng sat beside Mu Qian and said to her.
This Dark Devil Prison looks peaceful, but in fact, it hides such a cruel scene.
What's even more incredible is that these people seem to have seen such a scene many times, in addition to excitement, there is also numbness.
This was a competition, a competition to see who could torture these ten people the most and then live as long as possible.
Life passed away, and there was only one person left on the field. In the end, this person won.
A Hell messenger said with satisfaction. "You did a good job, very well done! I will recommend you to a better city. "
"Thank you, milord. Thank you, milord." That person was extremely emotional.
If they wanted to go to another city, they had to be recommended by a Hell Envoy. Without a Hell Envoy's recommendation, they could only stay in this city for the rest of their lives, unable to leave!
Even though the Dark Demon Prison was free, it was still a prison. The amount of freedom was limited.
The Hell Emissary said, "Our Dark Devil Hell's Lord hopes to create a prison where everyone can feel happy. I hope that all of you can understand the Lord Hell's painstaking efforts. Even if you've done something wrong in the past and are now in prison, you have to be a positive and optimistic person. "
Mu Qian muttered. "The Dark Demon Lord is a pervert."
"Isn't he a pervert? This was forcing others to be happy! If they were unhappy, they would be tortured to death. Moreover, he was an extremely cruel person by nature. Otherwise, he would not have thought of such a perverted method! That old freak is enough. "Fu Sheng couldn't help but say.
As a result, their conversation seemed to have been overheard.
The Hell's Messengers noticed them, and their eyes were fixed on them.
One of the Hell Emissaries coldly said. "I just heard you scolding the Dark Devil Hell's Lord! You deserve to die! "
"Oh! I've been heard! I admit that I scolded him just now. He's an old pervert. I'm telling the truth! "To their surprise, Mu Qian actually admitted it very frankly.
In the Dark Demon Prison, disrespecting the Dark Devil Hell's Lord and even insulting him is a major crime, an unforgivable crime. Mu Qian said. "Am I wrong? Don't look at me like you want to eat me. This is a prison, whether it's the Dark Demon Prison or the Blood Purgatory or the Asura Purgatory, it's a place where you're imprisoned, making you leave your original world, your close relatives and friends.
Fang. In this kind of place, any sane person would not be too happy! " "Among you, there are even some people who were framed and plotted against before being thrown into the Dark Demon Prison. It's strange that such people can be happy! As a result, the Dark Devil Hell's Lord has a hole in his head, but he let you live here with the illusion of happiness. Don't you think he's a pervert? I think he.
Mu Qian's words moved many people a little.
The reason why he did this is because he's not happy! "
Deep down in their hearts, they approved of it. But because of their long-standing habits, being controlled, they couldn't agree, and they didn't dare to.
They agreed with her in their hearts, but their long-term habit of being controlled made them unable to agree and not dare to.
Living now was very self-deceiving, but at least they were still alive. Every day was comfortable, and it was not bad to live like this every day.
They are already used to being suppressed by the Dark Devil Hell's Lord, but for the sake of their own lives, they are willing to live in this illusion.
They were already used to having their emotions suppressed by the Dark Demon Hell Master. For the sake of their own lives, they were willing to live in this illusion.
The Dark Devil Hell's Lord likes to kill, the Asura Hell's Lord likes to play cruel games, and the Rakshasa Hell's Lord likes to firmly imprison people, but they still can't control people's thoughts.
The Blood Lord likes to kill, the Asura Lord likes to play cruel games, and the Rakshasa Lord likes to imprison people firmly, but they can't control people's thoughts.
But the Dark Devil Hell's Lord did it!
"You're very good! It seems that I have to do it myself, catch you, and then put you to death. "Mu Qian's words made some of the Hell messengers particularly angry.
"Swish!" Several Hell messengers rushed towards Mu Qian and Fu Shen.
Even if it's the weakest city in the Dark Demon Prison, these Hell messengers are stronger than the ones they saw in the Rakshasa Prison.
Fu Shen was still sitting there, he said. "My lovely master, I'm still very weak now, it's not suitable for me to fight, so I'll have to trouble you."
"Then you stay here!" The poison needle in Mu Qian's hand flew out.
The strongest among them was comparable to a low-level Supremacy, while the rest were all high-level Overlords.
With such strength, people without spiritual power can't be their opponents at all. Everyone also felt that this courageous little girl is dead for sure.
Isn't it good to obediently accept her fate and agree with the World Law set by the Dark Devil Hell's Lord? Why do you have to court death?
"Swish!" Mu Qian's figure flashed and instantly avoided their attacks.
"Rumble!"
Their attacks missed, they stared at Mu Qian dumbfounded. Her speed is so fast without spiritual power.
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