Yang Zhao poked hard with a stick, and a small piece of metal seemed to be stuck under the stick. He threw the water purification instrument into the mud pit, and the muddy water suddenly became clear.

She pulled it with a stick a few times, and a small piece of red metal was revealed from the bottom of the pit. It should be an artificial creation, with complicated patterns on it.

It's a pity that this small piece should be a fragment of a metal object, and the fracture marks on it are still new.

Are the fracture marks new?

Yang Zhao squatted next to the mud pit and took a closer look. It was indeed a fresh fracture. She then looked at the small piece of cloth she threw next to it.

She thought curiously: Could these belong to the same person? Did someone cut off a section of the weapon?

No wonder I didn't wake up after being unconscious for so long. The beating was quite intense!

Yang Zhao was amused by his random thoughts, picked up the metal fragment and wanted to throw it out.

She is from a rural area, and there is a spring at the foot of a nearby mountain. When she was a child, adults in the fields would fetch water from the spring to drink.

So she has a different kind of mysophobia. If there are stones in the spring, it is not dirty; if there is sand in the spring, it is not dirty; but if there are cloth, metal, plastic bottles and a series of things that do not belong to the spring, it seems to her that it is dirty.

Very dirty.

But she didn't expect that as soon as her hand touched the red metal block, she felt confused, her vision went dark, and she fell down.

Yang Zhao felt like someone had locked her in a small dark room, and the surrounding area was oppressive and closed. There seemed to be light, but there seemed to be no light, and she always felt that this place looked familiar.

By the way, she fought monsters here!

Yang Zhao only felt that something was wrong with her now. She had no memory of fighting monsters. Why did this idea suddenly pop up?

Yang Zhao stood on the spot and turned around, and found a strange shadow hiding next to her. She felt that her hair was standing on end!

She was most afraid of this kind of thing hiding in the dark. The strange figure seemed to have discovered that he was exposed, and rushed over and started fighting with Yang Zhao.

Fighting with him felt so familiar. The angle at which he was hit, the force with which he was hit, and the behavior of swearing while beating him. Needless to say, they had definitely fought before.

Yang Zhao thought a lot in her mind and showed no mercy. According to her usual fighting ideas, it would be better to cut off one of her ten fingers than to hurt him. She was not as good at fighting as her opponent, so she could only grab an easy spot and break it hard.

However, she still felt the difference. The strange shadow seemed to have become much weaker, and it was not as good as the last time. By the end of the fight, the strange shadow simply made no sound.

Yang Zhao was dressed roughly and felt a little depressed looking at such a bunch of things. She was not familiar with the place here, so where could she throw such a bunch of things?

After kicking Ying twice, there was still no movement, so she began to search around to see if there was a way out. The place was not very big, and she could find the border, which felt hard to the touch. But she always felt that something was wrong.

It seemed that the last time they fought, the surroundings were not so bright. She remembered that it was pitch black and her vision was not that good, but now she clearly felt that her vision had improved.

She began to search carefully up and down, left and right, and sure enough she found a place with a brighter light. The weak light didn't seem to be emitted, but more like it was coming through bit by bit, and this was the direction from which the light came.

Yang Zhao reached out and pushed hard. It was like a door. Let her push it open. The light outside was bright. She closed her eyes subconsciously, but she could still feel the light shining on her body, as if she had closed her eyes.

Actions are of no use at all.

She opened her eyes again and tried it, and found that she felt the same whether she opened or closed her eyes.

Then she wouldn't close it. There seemed to be a long and slender corridor behind the door. Although it was lit with light, there were no traces of artificiality.

She didn't know if she could get out by walking along this corridor, but she knew that she would definitely starve to death if she waited where she was.

Yang Zhao came to the strange shadow, found a thicker branch from him, and broke it off with all his strength.

This time, the attack was heavy. The strange figure must have been hurt so much that it jumped up and hit her again.

The result is self-evident. Yang Zhao won. She took her trophy, the thicker branch, and walked into the corridor.

This corridor was long and boring, and seemed to have no end. This made her wonder if this was a circular maze?

But the exit in front of her told her that this corridor had an end.

Yang Zhao stood in the corridor and could even hear the sounds of fighting and talking outside the exit.

She quietly approached the exit and secretly listened to what people outside were saying.

"Senior, why are you detaining us all here? It's been such a long time. The elders in my family must have arrived. Just because we can't do anything to you doesn't mean that others can't."

This was the voice of a young man, but it sounded familiar to Yang Zhao. This voice seemed to be Brother Bao's master.

Another middle-aged man's voice sneered and said, "Young men, don't be too harsh. Yesterday you had more than fifty people attacking me. How many are left now?"

An angry little girl's voice came from the side: "You monster, where did you get my sister? Release my sister!"

"Release them? Hahahahaha, do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand? Their souls are gone, and naturally people will die. I will drag them here to see which of you will die first!"

The boys and girls inside were a little panicked, and they were shouting and cursing.

The middle-aged man actually became happier and happier as he listened, and proudly told what he had done.

"It's so easy to deal with you little dolls. Although I can't beat you, I have brains. You are the pride of heaven and you are greedy. The treasure I used has captured your souls, and your souls have left your body.

Naturally, the body cannot move, so the next step is very simple. I activate the star formation on this island, and I let the meteorite hit you to death!"

The people inside were all shocked. A group of people surrounded the middle-aged man noisily. Yang Zhao outside also gritted his teeth when he heard this!

Is this something that a normal person can do? He activated the star formation one day in advance to kill many innocent people on the island. The key is that the life and death difficulty Yang Zhao faced yesterday was thanks to him!

If Brother Bao hadn't carried her on his back, and Brother Bao hadn't overdrawn the power of his bloodline and added a layer of protection to her, then there's a high probability that she wouldn't be able to see the sun today!

Yang Zhao's teeth were almost broken when he thought that he had no grudges against him, but yet suffered such a disaster!
Chapter completed!