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Chapter 432: The Wall Hanging Squad Assembles

Early the next morning, the guards arrived.

But when they saw the situation inside the prison, they couldn't help but look shocked.

The little bald man who was giving them such a headache was currently being restrained in the air, while the prison guard, the old devil, was lying on the ground foaming at the mouth.

At this moment, the old devil's complexion turned gray, and he was obviously lifeless.

But soon they figured out the reason.

They are very familiar with the old devil, and their greatest pleasure is to torture the prisoner and enjoy the despair and roar of the prisoner when he suffers pain.

Obviously, he got the wrong person this time.

Faced with the little bald man who was helpless even by Lord Tuyao, torturing him was undoubtedly seeking death.

What surprised them was why the old demon could torture himself to death.

Could it be that he couldn't feel the pain feedback? Didn't he know how to stop?

At this moment, the two guards sincerely admired the old devil and thought he was a real man.

I used to think he was a pervert, but now I think about it, he is not only cruel to the prisoners, but also cruel to himself.

I can't help but admire him for being able to endure the pain of injury feedback and forcefully attack him until he beats himself to death.

Sighing, the two guards walked into the cell. One guard grabbed the old devil's feet and began to drag his body out. The other guard put the meal in his hand on the ground, and then stretched out his hand.

Patted Yuanfang's cheek:

"Little bald head, it's time to eat!"

"Eat!" Hearing this, Yuan Fang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes bright.

Seeing the food on the ground, Yuanfang suddenly felt hungry.

"This donor, please untie the little monk, he doesn't need to be fed!" Yuan Fang said solemnly.

"Nonsense, do you still want me to feed you?" The guard couldn't help but glared at him, then swung his knife several times and cut off the black rope wrapped around Yuanfang.

Yuanfang suddenly fell to the ground.

Rubbing his arms, Yuanfang subconsciously glanced outside the prison.

"Want to run?" the guard couldn't help but ask.

"I think so!" Yuanfang replied very sincerely.

"Go and dream!" The guard glared at him again, then walked out of the prison slowly, locking the door.

Although they could not kill Yuanfang by force, it was very simple for them to put him under house arrest.

At this moment, they have also seen that this bald man has no force value at all, has amazing defense power, and has the terrifying ability to transfer damage. It is very simple to subdue him.

So when they faced Yuan Fang, they looked calm, not worried at all that he could escape.

After the two guards left, Yuan Fang showed joy, sat cross-legged on the ground, picked up the plate on the ground, and prepared to eat.

The food the guards provided him was very simple. Naturally, it was impossible to provide him with food made from spiritual materials. They were all rough rations made from ordinary ingredients.

However, in Yuanfang's opinion, this is still a rare delicacy. Just as he was about to take a bite, Yuanfang suddenly looked at it.

Because he suddenly remembered that he really had to stay in prison forever.

Although food is provided every day, how can I go out on my own?

This problem really troubles Yuanfang. After all, he has no strength, and it is simply unrealistic to force a breakthrough.

So he looked at the food on the plate again, thinking with a tangled expression, should he starve to death?

But I am really hungry and want to eat.

How can I go out without starving myself to death?

But I still want to eat it, the food is so delicious!

I came here to practice hard and understand the great path of Buddhism, not to go to jail!

How about taking a bite?



At this moment, Yuanfang fell into a mental struggle.

To eat or not to eat, food and freedom.

You can only choose one of the two, what a painful choice!

Yuanfang felt like he was going bald with worry.

It was the first time in his life that he had to make such a difficult choice. Every choice was so heartbreaking. Yuanfang felt that he was troubled.

After some ideological struggle, Yuanfang put down the food with a painful look on his face, then shrank into a corner and sat cross-legged on the ground, preparing to starve himself to death and then escape.

Due to Yuanfang's physical problems, although there is spiritual energy in the underworld to supply his physical body, so that he does not get hungry so easily, the consumption is still huge, but the process is only greatly delayed.

As time passed by, Yuanfang felt that he was getting hungrier and hungrier.

This feeling was very uncomfortable, and he felt that even the most severe beatings he received were not as painful as starvation.

Moreover, when the food was placed not far away, the aroma would come from time to time and wrap around the tip of the nose, making Yuanfang feel even hungrier.

In order to relieve his hunger, he could only take a deep breath.

However, inhaling the scent did not make him hungry, but instead made him feel more hungry.

Yuanfang immediately turned around to face the wall and began to meditate to relieve his "pain".

Phnom Penh cabbage, toon tofu, dried tofu, braised eggplant with dried prunes, stir-fried potatoes with mushrooms...

After a while, Yuanfang interrupted his meditation, feeling too painful!

How about just a bite? Yuanfang thought sadly and angrily.

So he silently moved towards the food not far away bit by bit, but his expression was extremely struggling.

Just when Yuan Fang was approaching the meal and was about to take a bite, the friends list suddenly appeared, and Wang Long's profile picture jumped.

When Yuan Fang saw this, he couldn't help being stunned, but he still clicked on the chat box.

Wang Long: Young monk, where are you? I told you recently that many guilds want to recruit you to join them. How are you considering it? Do you have any favorite guilds?

Yuan Fang: Donor Wang Long, the young monk has been imprisoned by Lord Tu Yao and cannot come out. Let’s talk about joining the guild after I come out.

Wang Long: How could you be imprisoned by Tu Yao!!!

Yuan Fang: It’s a long story. The young monk originally wanted to sharpen his magical powers with Tuyao’s benefactor, but he cheated...

Wang Long:……

Wang Long: Tu Yao's strength is that of the Ghost King in the early stage. Although he is the weakest among his brothers, I can't defeat him and I can't save you (helpless, jpg)

Yuan Fang: Donor, the young monk can find a solution by himself, I won’t bother you anymore!

Wang Long: By the way, why don't you join the Mythical Guild? Their guild is very powerful. If you are their member, they will definitely find a way to save you!

Yuan Fang: This... is not good. In fact, the young monk wants to be more carefree and has never thought about joining any guild.

Wang Chao: The president of the Mythical Guild is a wealthy man. He has a lot of spiritual materials in his hands. It is said that he is still doing maritime business recently and has earned a lot of spiritual materials. If you join, you might be able to eat the spiritual materials every day.

food!

Yuanfang: The young monk feels that unity is strength. After all, a person’s life is too monotonous. Moreover, the master often said that the true meaning of Buddhism can only be hidden in the world and amidst the bustle and bustle. The meaning of ascetic practice is to integrate into life and step into the world of mortals.

, so Xiao Monk suddenly felt that it would be better to join a guild!

Wang Chao:……

Wang Chao: Then I will contact you, please wait...



A moment later, Gu Yu, who had just finished exchanging spiritual materials with the Boliu tribe in the Sea of ​​Illusion, received a message from Wang Chao.

After seeing the content of the message, Gu Yu suddenly beamed with joy.

He didn't expect that this super newcomer would be willing to join his guild, which would undoubtedly increase the strength of their guild again.

After all, the current guild members, whether they are long-range shooters (Mo Lingtian) or nannies (Gou Zi), are already very complete, all they need is a big meat shield in the front row.

With the addition of this new member, their guild's core team will be extremely complete.

At this moment, Gu Yu was sincerely happy.

However, when he saw the message from Wang Chao saying that this player was trapped in the sinkhole of Hades, Gu Yu couldn't help but frown.

To be honest, even with all the strength of the guild, he couldn't get in.

Because what they have to face is an army, not just Tu Yao alone, and he is not sure whether there are other Jiu Yao brothers in the Hades sinkhole now.

In short, it is simply an impossible task for them to rescue this player from the Hades sinkhole.

"Boss, why are you smiling and frowning at the same time? Is the power of the evil god activated?" The dog beside him asked vaguely with dried fish in his mouth.

After hearing this, Gu Yu glared at Gouzi fiercely, and then shared the chat information between himself and Wang Long in the team chat box.

"I wonder, is that bald donkey going to join our guild?" Gouzi was so stunned that he even dropped the dried fish.

"Yes, but there is a big problem now. He is trapped in the sinkhole of Hades. How to rescue him!"

Gouzi immediately realized how difficult the rescue was.

"Boss, can't he commit suicide?" Gouzi asked curiously.

"I asked, he can't kill himself!" Gu Yu looked helpless.

"This... this is really meaty." Gouzi was extremely ashamed.

"So the problem now is how to bring him out. This is also the condition for him to join our guild. Unfortunately, our strength is obviously not enough. Unless all Beiqi players are willing to help us, another wave of collective attacks can allow us to take advantage of the chaos.

The monk rescued him."

"Boss, it's still early for the festival, and the dog official is not open for activities. Now the players are developing independently, so how can they go to the tiankeng of Hades to save people with us!" Gouzi spread his paws helplessly, expressing his helplessness.

"By the way, boss, why don't you ask the evil god for help? You are his disciple!" Gouzi had an idea and slapped his paw.

"Don't think about it, I don't even know where the evil god has gone. Also, I'm not his disciple. He didn't recognize me, I just passed it on!"

After hearing this, Gouzi held his chin with one hand and looked thoughtful.

After a while, he clapped his paws again:

"Boss, I have an idea!"

"What's the alternative?" Gu Yu, who was also thinking, but had his train of thought interrupted, raised his head helplessly.

"Wall-hanging team! If we ask our brothers for help, they will definitely agree. We don't need a large-scale attack. It attracts too much firepower. We just need to be elite, and then find a dark and windy night, and sneak in together.

!" Gouzi said with excitement.

Gu Yu, who originally looked helpless, was shocked when he heard it. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was very feasible.

Now everyone in the wall-hanging team, everyone has the strength of Ghost Governor level or above, and they jointly killed Jin Yao. If they attack together, and do not fight head-on, but sneak in, it will indeed be a huge damage.

force.

It shouldn't be difficult to save the monk.

Thinking of this, Gu Yu opened the friend list and started to contact Beiqi's hanging friends.

Liu Cai, Hu He, Nie Feng, Xiao Mo and Xiao Youzi’s family, Ao Jian, Qiming, etc...

Of course, there is also the very important rescue scene hanging on the wall, Ye Chen.

After some contact, except for Hu He and Nie Feng, who said they were currently in Cangxu Territory and would not be able to come back for the time being, the other friends on the wall agreed to Gu Yu's request.

At this moment, the Beiqi Wall-hanging Group was ready to assemble.


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