"In that world, the weak eat the strong, and the food is the monster beasts that are transmitted underground through the temple through the magic circle. There, people can fight for a bite of meat!" Zhuo Ya lightly picked up the dagger in her hand, "In order to survive, I am in the market.
I fell in love with a guy, so I used a dagger as bait to steal food from him... Unexpectedly, I failed to snatch the meat but he snatched the dagger away from me. If I hadn't been carrying poisonous powder on my body, I'm afraid that that time
I'm about to fall into her hands!"
Zhuo Ya told Zhuo Yang about her first fight with Mo Li in detail. Of course, she automatically omitted the part where she saw her body.
"There are many masters in the underground purgatory. In order to survive, I also joined a city lord as a hunter. That person has always been on my radar..." At this point, Zhuo Ya's eyes showed a soft look,
"I originally thought that he must have been in purgatory for many years. Later, after asking around, I found out that he, like me, had just arrived there not long ago!"
On the table, the tea is getting cold.
In the basin, the fire gradually faded, and the charcoal was covered with a thin layer of ash.
Zhuo Ya leaned back on the chair and talked about the things she had seen and heard about Li Moli.
Talk about how she slayed the six-legged flying dragon, how she dealt with Luo Yu and Kuang Bao, and how she crossed the river of flames...
"People say that he is the second legend of the underground city after the failure of the city lord!"
Zhuoyang added a few charcoal to the brazier and put the teapot on the fire. "Since he stole your knife, you two should also be enemies. Why would you follow him?!"
"After that, he disappeared for a long time. When I saw him again later, it was already a month later. Although I was wearing a mask, he still recognized me at a glance. He obviously had the opportunity to kill me, but he took the initiative to invite me.
I met him in Bugui City and said he would take me out of there!"
"Do you believe him?!" Zhuo Yang asked.
"If it were on the ground, such a thing would definitely be impossible, but it is different there, because we are all prisoners. Just like he said, each of us has to fight for freedom!" When the word freedom was mentioned, Zhuo Ya's eyes lit up.
A flickering light flashed out, "I didn't trust him, but I believed in freedom. Later, I watched with my own eyes as he trained these orcs who only knew how to eat and sleep into iron-blooded soldiers. I watched with my own eyes as he captured the entire Nine Layers Palace.
Watching him break a hole in the impregnable cage of the temple... Then, I realized that, unknowingly, I had automatically followed him!"
Recalling the figure of Mo Li standing on the crater when the magma spread that day, Zhuo Ya's eyes were full of appreciation and admiration.
"That man is a born king just like my brother!"
Zhuo Yang smiled, "In that case, maybe we can have another powerful ally!"
Since that person is a prisoner of the temple, he will naturally become an enemy of the temple. Since they have a common enemy, it is possible for them to be friends!
"I thought so before!" Zhuo Ya sighed, "But now that I know his identity, I can only say that we have a powerful enemy!"
"Oh?!" Zhuo Yang took out the warm tea from the brazier and asked curiously, "Who is that person?!"
Zhuo Ya pursed her lips, "He is a good friend of His Highness the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty, a legendary figure in Chang'an City... Mo Li!"
Snapped!
The teapot in Zhuoyang's hand fell from his hand and hit the ground, shattering instantly.