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Chapter two hundred and thirteen: Prepare to start.

Noon the next day.

The blood-colored moonlight slanted down, and the dark wind roared, quickly passing through the canyons.

In the "yellow" area, shackled prisoners walked out of the corner in twos and threes and began to cut stones using homemade stone picks and hammers.

They walked around casually, and Wu Xun'an, transformed into Pei Ling, mingled with the crowd and shuffled with them towards a half-mined rock wall, becoming a member of the quarryers.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

The monotonous sound of blows came one after another. While working, the prisoners also started chatting about the day: "...that guy named Song has a straight stick. Don't look at the weak look of the little girl. It's all pretending! I heard that these days

People who have been tortured by her feel as if their bones have been ripped out, and they tremble when they mention her."

"How can it be that exaggerated?" After hearing this, someone immediately retorted, "There are rules for crossing the Abyss, not to mention that our place is just a 'yellow' area."

"Then, no matter how cruel Miss Song is, can she still kill us?"

"I see that those few people are fierce-looking and fierce-looking, but in fact they are weak. If you give them a little color, they will kneel down in a hurry."

Hearing this, a prisoner not far away chuckled and said, "If you don't believe it, why don't you try it and you will know?"

"Yesterday, I was four years old, and he was usually a good man. After being punished by Song Zhanzhi, he was not as considerate and considerate as a well-behaved and obedient dog that I had raised for ten years."

"That's right." The prisoners around him all nodded in agreement, "This Song Zhanzhi, no wonder she was chosen by Zhengdao to be Zhengzhi. At first, looking at her delicate appearance, I thought she was a soft persimmon, but now it seems that she really can't be judged by her appearance...

…”

"If I didn't know her details, I would have thought that she was a descendant of the devil..."

"I heard that Song Zhanzhi's master and relatives all died in the battle between good and evil, so she hated the evil cultivator deeply... so her temperament changed drastically, and she became particularly ruthless."

"We are not demon cultivators..."

"It's the same, we are not on the right path, right?"

While they were all sighing at the cruelty of "Song Zhangzhi", a vicious-looking prisoner was tired of hearing this and suddenly sneered: "A bunch of useless snacks! I can't bear the tricks of every Zangzhi in this 'yellow' area."

I’ve learned a lesson, and to be honest, it’s just a flesh-and-blood pain, but if you really have the guts, who would take it seriously?”

"Now a little bitch scares you like this?"

After hearing this, the surroundings couldn't help but be silent. Immediately, a prisoner stopped other companions who wanted to come forward to argue, and said with a sneer: "Do you have the guts? It's very simple. If you commit any crime, Song Zhangzhi will be punished personally."

Just serve."

... Listening to everyone's quarrels, Pei Ling said nothing and concentrated on quarrying.

The improvised stone hammer hit the rock wall again and again, causing the evil spirit to erode the weathered surface and then fall, quickly submerging his shoes.

After a while, there was a soft "clang" sound, and the feeling from the rock wall was no longer soft as before, but stronger than steel.

Pei Ling began to imitate the prisoners around him, swinging the stone hammer faster and hitting the rock wall.

This kind of quarrying was not difficult for his cultivation level. However, in order to prevent his true identity from being exposed, he deliberately slowed down and kept the same speed as the prisoners around him.

At this moment, a yawning prisoner walked from a distance.

He arrived a step late and saw that most of the rock walls were being cut by people, so he looked around, trying to find a relatively empty place to start today's work.

Afterwards, the prisoner soon discovered that right in front of him, under a section of the rock wall, for some unknown reason, there was only one person quarrying there.

That person is very unfamiliar...

Just as he was thinking of this, an idea suddenly came to the prisoner's mind, and he immediately remembered the identity of this person. This was Wu Xun'an, a casual cultivator who entered Du'eyuan about half a year ago. The crime seemed to be the failure of the blood sacrifice in the city?

This kind of background, this kind of crime... The prisoner didn't pay much attention to it, so he walked over and started quarrying stones not far from Pei Ling.

He took off a stone pickaxe from behind and started tapping the rock wall with a clang.

After working for a while, the prisoner suddenly heard Wu Xun'an next to him calling him: "What is your name? What is your nickname? What special things have you done in the past six months?"

The prisoner was startled when he heard this. What happened to Wu Xun'an?

These questions the other party asked...

However, just when he realized something was wrong, his whole expression suddenly calmed down, and then he said very cooperatively: "My name is Hua Jiangyou, nicknamed Huagui. In the past six months, I have committed three crimes. The first time was...

...I was tortured by Lin Zhangzhi, Jiao Zhanzhi and Chen Zhangzhi..."

Pei Ling secretly wrote down all of this. Since he had been in the "yellow" zone for half a year, he couldn't fail to recognize the names of the prisoners here.

There are also important things that happened in the past six months, and you must also know a little bit about them.

After listening, Pei Ling secretly released the [Soul-Dazzling Magical Power] and at the same time used "Dharma" to make the prisoner forget everything that had just happened.

Hua Jiangyou was slightly distracted, but did not notice any problem and continued to quarry.

The bloody moonlight hung in the sky, like diluted blood flowing throughout the abyss.

In the canyon, each prisoner was busy, like a tribe of ants.

The sound of "clang-dang-dang" quarrying, mixed with the whistling of the wind, and the rubbing and knocking of shackles, echoed in every corner...

Looking down from a high altitude, the entire "yellow" area is busy and orderly.

Time passed slowly, and soon it was dusk.

The dusk across the Abyss was still filled with crimson moonlight. Due to the curse, no one stopped working, and the sound of "dang-dang-dang-dang" was still continuous.

At this moment, Pei Ling suddenly noticed that the black and white concentric Gu in his body was moving, and it was Si Hong Miaoli who was looking for him.

The other party may be ready to take action!

Thinking of this, he immediately packed up the felled stones and walked towards a secluded place.

After a while, he came to a deserted and remote corner.

The rock walls here seem to be intact, but they are either almost completely weathered, making it impossible to harvest the stones required by Zhengdao, or they are extremely strong, requiring the prisoners to put in more effort than quarrying elsewhere.

So no one is always there.

Pei Ling stood still and scanned the surrounding area with his mind. After confirming that no one was around, he immediately used the moment when he walked into the shadow of a rock wall to use the [Five Ghosts Heavenly Escape] and escaped into the ground.

Soon, he returned to the vacuum spirit transformation formation, threw down the stones, and then immediately took out the transmission talisman and injected it with mana.
Chapter completed!
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