Three hundred and fifty-four, three hundred and fifty-five...Three hundred and sixty!
"Okay, boy, you finally succeeded in cutting three hundred and sixty times!"
A white-haired old man gently stuffed an unknown herb into Huang San's wound while praising in a low voice.
Huang San, who was originally tall and tall, has now become a little bloated. He sighed and said, "It's more than three hundred and sixty knives. If you add it all up, it should be at least a thousand knives."
The white-haired old man laughed and said: "Now all the hardships have come to an end. This physical body's ability to recover is simply astonishing!"
Huang San shook his big head and said gloomily: "Now, this body's recovery ability is extremely strong, but it is as bloated as a pig. Are you sure you are going to serve as a guard for the demon lord, not a pet pig?"
"Don't worry about this herb. Over time, it will dissipate into your body. By then, this body will not be as bloated as it is now."
"Yes, for this bloated figure, there are fifty of us, and now, there are only three left. To be precise, two plus Hu San, who is disabled by a third."
"You guys surnamed Hu are still awesome. The three surnamed Hus are all here now. However, this Hu Qi is much worse than you. He is still in the second stage, one hundred and twenty dollars. Hu San, barely reached one hundred.
Twenty knives cost me my left leg, tsk tsk!”
"How can you, these perverted, good-natured people, stand it? Those Nagas, some of whom are deified gods, can't bear it, let alone us monks who have moved the mountains." Huang San looked at him with disdain.
Looking at the white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man smiled and said: "Now, you have survived. I have heard that before long, Beelzebub, the first lord of the Demon City, will come to select you to go to the Demon City for further training!"
"You still need to train?" Upon hearing this, Huang San's muscles all over his body were trembling with terror, and the herbs that had just been sewn into his muscles began to squeak softly.
Just as Huang San finished speaking, he suddenly heard a voice saying: "Yes, this is good, Lord Beelzebu wants this!"
Immediately afterwards, Zhungeer walked in with a face of joy, looked at Huang San and the white-haired old man and laughed loudly: "Hu San, Hu San, do you know? Lord Beelzebub's envoy just now said he was qualified!
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When the white-haired old man heard this, he immediately smiled and congratulated: "Master Zhungeer is indeed a blessed man. Hu San has passed the test. I guess Hu Qi and Hu Ba will have nothing to say!"
"Oh, my God, there really is a human body that has been stabbed three hundred and sixty times?"
A figure, like a whirlwind, entered the room. Huang San and the white-haired old man looked at this man and suddenly felt creepy.
I saw this man with a suddenly bald head. On this bald head, there were all tiny corners of the eyes and a slender mouthpart, standing vertically on his chest.
This monster, with countless gleams of light in the corners of its eyes, looked at Huang San's body, alternating vertically and horizontally, without a piece of intact skin, and immediately exclaimed: "Blessed by the devil, this is really a miracle."
Zhungeer looked at the monster with high spirits, laughed loudly and said, "So, Lord Messenger, isn't this good?"
The messenger laughed, half of the eyeballs on the left side looked at Zhungeer, and said with a smile: "Master Zhungeer, I know the rules, don't worry, I originally agreed on two hundred middle-grade spiritual stones, and I will double it.
, four hundred middle-grade spiritual stones for you."
When Huang San heard this, he secretly despised him: "This Zhun Geer initially said that each person would earn one hundred medium-grade products, but the result was two hundred. Ma De, so treacherous!"
Zhun Geer smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into slits, and he humbly said: "Easy to say, easy to say."
The messenger laughed, turned around and left the room, saying: "The smell of medicine here is too strong. Let's go out and take good care of this human being."
"Okay, Master Messenger!"
Zhungeer looked at Huang San who was sitting on the bed, and said with joy: "Well done, brother, but the next training will be even more cruel than the current one. I have a few pills here, but you can't survive it."
When you are ready, you can take one pill."
Huang San took the five red pills and one black pill handed over by Zhun Geer and asked with confusion on his face.
"What are these? Also, Master Zhungeer, you have made a lot of money from me, why don't you give me something delicious tonight? I want authentic animal meat, not human meat."
"Haha, it's not a big deal, I will satisfy you, my dear friend. The red one will make you pass out after eating it, which can reduce your pain. The black one is suicidal!"
Huang San's subordinates silently.
As night fell, Huang San, Hu San, and Hu Qi each held a huge leg of lamb. They looked at each other, smiled bitterly, and then took a bite of the roasted leg of lamb.
Although this devil's cooking skills are really hard to praise, the meat is so delicious, I don't know where the lamb leg comes from!
Huang San looked at Hu San, who was missing one of his left legs. After thinking for a moment, he handed Hu San a black pill and whispered: "You will die if you take it."
Hu San stared at Huang San for a long time, and suddenly, two tears flowed out.
Huang San handed another red pill to Hu Qi and whispered: "You will faint if you take it!"
Hu Qi took the elixir, and it took a long time before he whispered: "It seems that you still want me to suffer."
"Who knows what will happen tomorrow, but we have all been through so many knives, so we can't give up casually, right? In short, I will not give up!"
That night, Huang San, Hu San, and Hu Qi each finished eating a roasted leg of lamb with tears streaming down their faces. Either their hearts were filled with despair, or their hearts were as hard as iron, or they were still holding on to a moment of hope.
The Devil's Capital - Devil's City, has countless legends. Some people say that demons are everywhere.
Some people say that heaven is better than heaven.
Huang San and three others, plus this disgusting messenger, and the medicine men collected along the way, filled a large cart.
One or two hundred strong men pushed the cart pulled by this nightmare to a creaking sound. Huang San was always worried that the cart would break up at any time.
Beiju Luzhou is indeed a purgatory on earth. On the fiery red land, not even a blade of grass grows, and there are often fires coming out. At first, it often frightened the surrounding medicine people and shook their bodies.
In the sky, there are unknown types of birds. Their huge fleshy wings support them in flying in the sky, and they make strange calls from time to time.
The only normal thing about Beiju Luzhou is that there are often spiritual stone mines here, but it is obvious that these ores are guarded by large armies of demons. It is said that the demons in Beiju Luzhou survive by plundering and ore business.
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On this carriage, there are many medicine people, who were all mortals who were mining before, as well as sinners of other races or abandoned groups!
The medicinal herbs on Huang San's body were basically exhausted, and new granules sprouted out of his body. During the process of digging out, Huang Sancha was so itchy that he almost couldn't breathe.
Fortunately, the envoy cared about Huang San very much and kept food ready at all times along the way.
The messenger told Huang San that the location of the Devil's City was in the devil's territory that looked like a BMW, at the bottom of the BMW's neck. But the Malafunan Islands were at the horse's buttocks.
Therefore, even if the nightmare horse's feet are extremely fast, it will still take seven to nine days.
He didn't know how long he had been walking on this road, but the sleepy Huang San suddenly smelled the smell of yellow sand in his nose.
Not only does it smell like yellow sand, but there are also bursts of sounds that sound like the whimpering of innocent souls.
Huang San opened his sleeping eyes and saw what seemed to be tall earthen mounds made of yellow sand, or tall yellow stones, appearing in front of him.
On top of the mushroom-like stones, numerous white bones were piled up. There were countless white bones in this piece of white bones, and the sobbing sound just now seemed to be emanating from these white bones.
The disgusting messenger, who didn't know when, walked to the carriage cage and approached Huang San. When he saw Huang San looking at the bones with concentration, he chuckled and said: "This is someone who was tricked or killed for making a mistake. It's a case of vendetta."
Human bones.”
"After these people died, they were sealed in the bones by human magic and could not be reincarnated. The yellow sand came to wreak havoc on them every day, so these bones made this whimpering sound all the time."
When the messenger said this, he suddenly said loudly: "Moreover, most of the people here were executed by the Demon Lord and several major lords. The Demon City is not far away, so you have to clear your mind."
Huang San turned his gaze to a gate in the distance, and saw that the gate was made of piled skulls. The two piles of skulls were piled up like mountains.
Huang San looked at the pile of bones, not knowing what kind of torture was waiting for him ahead. He took a long breath and said: "It's on the mat!"