The old man pushed open the door behind him and motioned to this group of talented young girls with talents and backgrounds carefully selected by the Qinglong Empire to follow them.
After the door was pushed open, it was only wide enough for one person to pass through, so everyone lined up to enter at once.
Su Luo and Mr. Di walked at the back of the team.
Suddenly, Su Luo felt someone holding her hand. She looked back and found that it was Young Master Di.
"you--"
Before Su Luo could say anything, she felt a pain in the palm of her hand, but she had been stabbed by a needle.
With the help of the weak light, Su Luo discovered that someone had actually pricked a needle in the palm of her hand, and that needle pricked out a drop of bright red blood.
And the next second, this drop of blood had rolled down into the small white jade porcelain bottle in the palm of the emperor's hand.
Su Luo looked at Young Master Di in surprise: "What are you doing?"
There was a mysterious look in Young Master Di's eyes, and he told Su Luo simply: "You'll know when you get in."
Su Luo: "Pretending to be mysterious! You wouldn't use my blood to do bad things, would you?"
Young Master Di: "What bad thing are you doing?"
Su Luo: "...such as controlling puppets, killing people and setting fires, etc.?"
The young emperor looked at the sky speechlessly.
At this moment, a cry of surprise came from the front!
"Oh my God!"
"No!"
"How can we survive in this world?!"
…
Su Luo frowned slightly, what happened?
Soon, she and the Emperor came out of the dark corridor, but the eldest prince, who was first in line, was stunned on the spot as if he had been hacked!
Su Luo looked at the eldest prince, and suddenly she realized something was wrong with him.
Looking again carefully, Su Luo suddenly exclaimed: "Brother, your cultivation level..."
Yes, Qing Chi's starry cultivation seems to have disappeared at this moment, just like an ordinary ordinary boy.
The eldest prince glanced at Su Luo and let out a long sigh: "Yun'er, it's still too late for you to regret it now."
Su Luo: "Ah? Brother Emperor, what happened?"
The eldest prince glared at the old man with a white beard, his eyes full of resentment: "The first thing to do when starting the mission is to suppress your cultivation."
Su Luo: "Ah?"
The eldest prince nodded: "Yes! Have you seen that weird box? As soon as you enter for a cup of tea, your cultivation will be completely suppressed, as if you have never practiced at all. Only in this way can you blend in with the locals.
Life."
Su Luo: "...Does this mean that all the strength we have cultivated has been wasted?"
The eldest prince: "Yes!"
Su Luo: "..."
Not only Su Luo and the eldest prince were discussing this matter, but other people were also talking with complicated expressions on their faces.
The old man with a white beard stroked his beard and said with a smile: "You come in with white bodies, no different from ordinary people. You are hungry, you will be in pain, you will be bullied, you will be insulted... and you don't have the strength to fight back."
."
Everyone's faces turned a little pale.
The white-bearded old man continued: "You also have a high mortality rate. In addition to the immediate chance of death, every time a task is completed, there will be an elimination system at the end. The person with the lowest score will be eliminated.
The rules of death in the secret realm are naturally crushed. You must remember that if you die in the secret realm, your body and soul will truly disappear."
Everyone's faces are getting paler and paler.
The white-bearded old man looked like he was there, "You still have time to regret now. If you really regret it, do you see the row of cold benches?"