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Chapter Twelve Friend

A heartbreaking cry of pain could be heard in his ears, and Yin Xuege's body twitched as he woke up from his coma.

Closing his eyes, he carefully moved his hands and feet, and then propped up his body inch by inch. His whole body was agile and strong, and he did not suffer any more trauma. Only then did Yin Xuege open his eyes and look at the movement around him.

This is a cell, a cell made of metal.

The ceiling is only three meters high, with a chandelier hanging in the middle. Two candlelights are flickering in the lamp, illuminating the cell, which is about five meters long. It is surrounded by thick black metal walls with numerous inscriptions densely packed on them.

The confinement rune. Yin Xuege moved his body, feeling as if his body was carrying a load of hundreds of kilograms, and it was a bit sluggish when moving.

There is a small door on one wall with a palm-sized transom.

Yin Xuege walked quickly to the door, stood on tiptoes and leaned against the transom to look out. Outside the door was a dimly lit tunnel. Looking out from Yin Xuege, he could see the walls on the opposite side of the tunnel that were several meters apart.

There are three small doors, obviously there is more than one cell here.

The miserable howl came from the right side of Yin Xuege, probably less than a hundred meters away from him. If you listen carefully to the movement coming from there, you can hear the sound of whips beating flesh, and you can even hear the sound of flames burning flesh.

"Chi chi" sound. Yin Xuege sniffed his nose, and he smelled the unpleasant smell of burning flesh and blood in the air.

At this moment, there was a loud noise from the door opposite Yin Xuege, and a green eye the size of a baby's fist appeared in the transom on the door. This eyeball was spinning around, with a hint of cruelty and madness.

The wild evil spirit rushed towards his face, frightening Yin Xuege and subconsciously taking a step back.

"Hey, boy! The new one coming in?" The owner of the eyes roared angrily.

Approaching the door cautiously, he put his eyes to the air window and looked across for a while. Yin Xuege asked in a low voice: "What is this place?"

The green eyes rolled around, and the dull voice laughed happily: "Welcome to the Blood Prison. This is the place where those damn humans imprison us aliens! Well, you don't have the smell of my people.

Wei, are you from the blood demon clan?"

A low wolf howl came from the cell opposite, and soon a huge dog's nose poked out of the transom. The wet tip of the dog's nose twitched several times, and the man was very surprised.

Grunted a few times.

"But it doesn't have the sinister smell of the blood demon. What on earth are you, kid?"

Yin Xuege adhered to some of the lessons of the Zhizi Palace. He did not reveal any information related to himself. He just looked at the huge dog nose sticking out of the window. Although he had already guessed the identity of the person, he

Still pretending to be confused, he said to himself: "So it's a big dog? This dog's nose is so big, you must be quite big!"

"Dog?" The dog's nose quickly retracted, and a green eye flashing with crazy anger suddenly appeared behind the transom. The man was so angry that he roared: "Dog? You actually said that I am a dog? Damn it.

Boy, I am the noble Silver Wolf Commander Ebony! I am a noble werewolf, a descendant of the ancient wolf god!"

Ebony beat the door of the cell hard, kicking the door made of alloy and making a "dong-dong" sound. He kept making sharp and harsh wolf howling sounds, and then howled angrily: "You must be an insidious and treacherous one."

Vampire! A cowardly little bat! Damn it, what qualifications do you have to be imprisoned here? This is the deepest part of the Blood Prison, and only a big shot like me is qualified to come here!"

Yin Xuege shrugged his shoulders, not bothering to pay attention to this Wu Mu who had something wrong with his mind.

You have already been imprisoned in this hellish place, and you are still asking about your identity. Isn’t this a mistake?

Ignoring Wu Mu who was yelling and cursing loudly, Yin Xuege wandered around the small cell. There was no corresponding knowledge on how to escape from imprisonment in the curriculum of Zhizi Hall. After all, for a weak Zhizi

Generally speaking, they will not leave the family territory easily, nor will they break away from the protection of the family elders. Since ancient times, very few children have been captured.

Yin Xuege's mind was empty, and he didn't have enough knowledge or experience to guide him on how to escape. He just instinctively walked around the cell, hoping that maybe he could find a way to escape from here.

?

The ground is a metal plate of unknown thickness, with a large number of confinement urns engraved on it. The floor made of an unknown alloy, with the blessing of the confinement urns, is as hard as diamond, and can better isolate the invasion of various forces.

With Yin Xuege's current power, it was impossible to even leave the slightest trace on the floor.

The four walls are also made of the same material. Judging from what Yin Xuege saw from the transom just now, if each cell here is five meters long and wide, the small door of the tunnel opposite

The distance between the cells is about ten meters, which means that the wall between the cells is several meters thick and cannot be broken by Yin Xuege.

As for the ceiling?

Yin Xuege's body swayed, and he was already hanging upside down on the ceiling with his feet on the ceiling. He bent down and carefully inspected the structure and thickness of the ceiling, and Yin Xuege helplessly jumped back to the ground. Between the walls on all sides were

There isn't even a single crack, there's no place to exploit at all.

There was only a narrow bed in the small cell, a toilet and a washbasin for people's convenience, and a faucet that discharged clean water. These were all the facilities, and these things were also useless in Yin Xuege's opinion.

The only weak point in the cell may be the small door of the cell.

But Yin Xuege walked to the door and gently opened the door with his fingers. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He knocked hard on the door with his fingers, but no sound was made. The door was at least two feet thick, and it was also not

He can shake it.

"You brat, are you desperate?" Ebony's laughter boomed out. He was laughing so hard that he was out of breath. He finally managed to squeeze out a few words from his laughter: "Master Ebony is being held here.

For twenty-five years, I have eaten eighteen of the guards who guarded me, but I have never been able to escape from here, so don’t waste your efforts like this, little kid."

Hearing Wu Mu's words, Yin Xuege couldn't help but sigh. He stood up on tiptoes, approached the air window and looked across, only to find that Wu Mu was also staring at him with big green eyes. The two of them were big.

After staring at each other for a while, Wu Mu finally couldn't hold it back and shouted loudly.

"Boy, which family are you a stinky bat? How come you are locked up here? I see that your small body is not big enough for Lord Ebony to fill his teeth. Why are you so unlucky that you are locked up here?"

Before Yin Xuege could speak, Wu Mu laughed to himself again: "You are such an unlucky little guy. Seeing that you were imprisoned here before your hair even grew, your parents must be worried, right? Hahaha,

Who is your father? Maybe I know his name?"

Yin Xuege remained silent. Wumu waited for a long time, but before Yin Xuege's reply, he shouted impatiently: "Hey, kid, just give me a squeak! Being locked up here is not a bad thing.

At least you are clean, right? Come and tell me, who is your father? Maybe one of the stinky bats whose bones I bit off was your father?"

Taking a deep breath and holding Yu Chan on his chest firmly, Yin Xuege said coldly: "I have no father."

"Wow, you don't have a father!" Ebony sighed loudly, and then he suddenly yelled, and then said 'poof' repeatedly: "Bastard, little bastard! You don't have a father, how did your mother give birth to you?

of?"

After another period of silence, Yin Xuege said slowly: "I don't know who my father is!"

Wu Mu was silent for a long time, and then he laughed strangely. He changed his eyeball and glared at Yin Xuege through the transom window. Green light flashed in his eyes, and his voice became a little weird: "No

Do you know who your father is? This kind of thing often happens in the tribe of our great Wolf God’s descendants, but don’t you stinky bats value bloodline and class the most?”

Putting his hands on the transom, Yin Xuege's eyes wandered around, carefully looking at the movement in the tunnel outside. The miserable howls coming from the other end of the tunnel gradually stopped, and the smell of burnt flesh and blood in the air became stronger. He was busy

He was so focused on listening to what was going on over there that he didn't even bother to talk to Wu Mu.

But Wu Mu has obviously been lonely for too long, and Yin Xuege ignores him, but he wants to tease Yin Xuege.

"Then, who is your mother? Maybe I know your mother's name! Hey, boy, which family are you a child of?"

Yin Xuege ignored him. He was focusing all his attention on his two ears. He was using the blood demon clan's innate instincts to try his best to eavesdrop on the noise coming from the other side of the tunnel. He could hear

The groans of the tortured man could be heard, and the executioners' curses and questions could also be heard. Those people seemed to be questioning the whereabouts of a certain treasure.

Is it the Holy Grail of Blood? Yin Xuege's heart suddenly twitched. If he heard correctly, those people are questioning the whereabouts of the Holy Grail of Blood? It is one of the legendary thirteen most important inherited holy weapons of the Blood Demon Clan. Only

Only the blood demon clan’s oldest and noblest bloodline family is qualified to hold an inherited sacred weapon!

The Yin people, as Eastern cultivators, seize the blood demon's holy blood and then forcibly transform their human bodies into blood demon bodies. To the blood demon clan, the Yin people are aliens. Although in recent hundreds of years, the Yin people have

The power is gradually growing, but the Yin clan is not qualified to control the blood demon clan's inherited sacred weapon!

In the Zhizi Hall, when Yin Xuege listened to the chats of the deacons, he once leaked a few words - the Yin clan seemed to have made a lot of moves in order to get their hands on the blood demon clan's inherited sacred artifacts, and even someone closely related to Yin Xuege.

He died because of some ambitions of the Yin people.

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