When he woke up, Zhang Bangbang found that he was sitting on a tattered wooden chair, with two ropes loosely wrapped around his body, and the binding was very messy.
He tried to use his soul power and found that his cultivation was not restricted. What was even more exaggerated was that the only thing used to bind him was ordinary hemp rope.
Such a perfunctory binding method left him in a daze, and he even felt faintly offended.
Looking up, he soon discovered that Xu Youqing was treated very differently to him. He was also "tied" to a wooden chair. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes, and he had obviously just woken up.
Looking around, he quickly understood why his defense against him was so lax.
It turned out that at this moment, he was in the corner of a huge tent, and there were six people sitting around the wooden table in the center of the tent. Each of them held a few square metal pieces in their hands, and they took turns throwing them on the table, mouthing.
From time to time, strange words such as "Ling Xi", "Dongfang Wu Tuo", "Xuluo" and "Golden Sword" would be shouted out, as if some kind of game was going on.
Among the six people, there was the blond man who used sound waves as a weapon and easily stunned himself.
Judging from the way they get along with each other, it is obvious that the strength of the other five people is not much worse than him.
With such a group of fierce men guarding us, why do we need any restrictions or restraints?
Giving two ropes may be considered a sign of respect for the prisoner.
"Aha!"
Suddenly, the blond man stood up abruptly, with an extremely excited expression. He raised the metal piece in his hand, slammed it on the table with a "snap", and shouted loudly, "Lord of Thunder, Lie Que is shocked,
Just now, the Lord of Chaos and Yuchi Chunhu have finished playing, let’s see what you pick up!”
"Tch, why is it you who wins again!"
The remaining people all had disappointed looks on their faces. They threw the remaining metal pieces on the table and complained, "Yang Zhentian, are you cheating?"
"Stop talking nonsense and be willing to admit defeat!"
The blond man known as "Yang Zhentian" laughed loudly and made a gesture to take money, "Don't embarrass yourself after you can't afford to lose!"
His arrogance immediately aroused a lot of scolding.
Although they just scolded each other, everyone still honestly took out a strange magatama with bright color and threw it in front of Yang Zhentian with a clatter.
"That's it for today!"
The strong man put the magatama away in his pocket with a proud look on his face, then waved his hand and stood up to leave.
"No more fun now?"
A middle-aged aunt with a tough look was furious when she heard this. She jumped up and slapped the table and said, "What a beautiful idea! Just run away after winning money? How can there be such logic!"
"It's not that I want to run away."
Yang Zhentian shook his head and pointed at Zhang Bangbang and Xu Youqing, "It's our guests who have woken up."
After hearing this, everyone turned to look at Xu Youqing and Xu Youqing. Maybe it was because they had just lost money, but their eyes were somewhat evil. Zhang Bangbang's heart was frightened and his spine was running cold.
"If you feel uncomfortable sitting, you can stand up and walk around."
Yang Zhentian walked slowly to Xu Youqing and said calmly, "These two ropes can't trap you anyway."
"Xu and you have no grudges in the past and no grudges in recent days."
Xu Youqing was not polite. He immediately broke the rope, stood up and stretched his limbs and said, "What is your intention in bringing me here?"
"Didn't you hear what that guy Guo Xia said?"
Yang Zhentian replied very readily, "He wants to recruit you to join the gang. Of course, the premise is that the boss likes you."
"Join the gang?"
Xu Youqing's heart moved and he quickly asked, "Then at least we should let Xu know what kind of force you are and who the boss is, right?"
"You can call us 'The Lost Ones'."
An unfamiliar word came out of Yang Zhentian's mouth, "It's not convenient for me to talk about the boss's affairs. You will understand naturally when you meet him in person."
"The Lost?"
Xu Youqing repeated these three words softly in his mouth, searching his mind, thinking hard, and finally convinced that he had never heard of such an organization.
"You haven't heard of the Lost?"
Seemingly seeing through what he was thinking, Yang Zhentian couldn't help showing a look of surprise on his face, "What an ignorant guy, I really don't know how he cultivated to a perfect state."
"how?"
Xu Youqing's heart tightened, but the expression on his face did not change at all. He asked lightly, "Are you famous?"
"You only know that the Lord has extraordinary strength and unparalleled power."
Yang Zhentian tried his best to make his voice sound calm, "I don't know that the conditions for becoming a master are extremely harsh. I don't know how many strong people have tried to challenge the new master position, but in the end they missed the mark and failed. Some of them were due to lack of strength.
, some are just Shi Ye Ming Ye, their combat power is not inferior to the master, but for some reason, they were not recognized by the will of Chaos at the last moment."
"There is only one chance. Once you are not recognized by the will of chaos, you are destined to have no hope of domination in this life. You can imagine what kind of blow failure will have on these talented people. Some are lost and depressed, some are self-destructive, and some even commit suicide.
few."
"Until one day, that man showed up."
"He told these failed geniuses that once a person is not afraid of death, there will be nothing impossible in the world. Since it is not recognized by the rules, then overthrow the rules and start over from scratch. The worst is death, why not make a grand start?
field?"
"This is a very contagious man. It is precisely because of his existence that many of us who are frustrated will gather here to conspire for great things."
"He is our savior, our mentor, and our unique leader."
"Under his leadership, we, who were once lost, will finally defeat the Lord, conquer all directions, and stand on the top of Chaos."
"The Lost One is the name given to this organization by the boss."
The more Yang Zhentian talked, the more excited he became, making no secret of his admiration for the leader of the organization. The faces of the five people around him also showed similar expressions, which showed the high status of this "boss" in the minds of his subordinates.
Unexpectedly, after narrating passionately for a long time, he could not read the slightest resonance from Xu Youqing's face, only confusion and confusion.
After hearing about the boss's feat, he was not moved at all?
Does this guy understand what I'm saying?
Yang Zhentian felt as if someone poured a basin of ice water on his head. Most of his enthusiasm immediately dissipated, and he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.
What is domination?
Little did he know that there was always a big question mark hovering in Xu Youqing's mind at this moment.
As an outsider, he came in too early and failed to witness the battle of the twelve masters in the outside world. He had no idea about the existence of masters, and naturally he could not appreciate the awesomeness of the leader of the lost ones.
Although he was full of doubts, he did not dare to ask casually because he was worried about exposing his identity.
After all, Xu Youqing still doesn't know what the attitude of the creatures inside the Chaos Realm will be towards outsiders.
However, he only cared about being cautious and forgot that there was someone traveling with him.
"What is the Lord?"
Just when Zhang Bangbang suddenly asked this question, Xu Youqing's face instantly turned pale, he broke into a cold sweat, and he screamed in his heart that it was not good.
"You don't even know the master?"
A confused question instantly set off the whole audience, causing the six masters to change their expressions and start questioning loudly.
"I see!"
Yang Zhentian was surprised, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and he blurted out, "Aren't you from the realm of chaos?"
Gan!
Xu Youqing's face was ashen, and he secretly cursed Zhang Bangbang in his heart for failing to succeed and failing. His nerves tensed instantly, his soul power circulated rapidly in his body, and his whole person entered a state of full alert.
"After all,..."
A bald middle-aged man seemed to have remembered something and slowly said, "It seems that it's time to open the door once in a hundred years."
"It turns out to be the person outside the door!"
Yang Zhentian gradually recovered from the shock, his brows relaxed, and he actually laughed heartily, "Okay, okay, great. I just went out for a walk and caught two outsiders. No wonder I was so lucky just now. Look,
I'm just so lucky to have come here today!"
"Yes, Xu did come from the outside world."
Knowing that he couldn't hide it, Xu Youqing simply calmed down and said, "If you want to kill or behead me, I'll do whatever you want. I just want to be happy!"
"Kill you? Why should I kill you?"
Yang Zhentian smiled even happier and couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, "It's better to be an outsider. He has a clean background. He can't be an undercover agent arranged by the master. I really want you to join the gang more and more!"
"But Xu once heard from his elders that after entering the Gate of Chaos, once you get the energy of chaos, you will be transported back to the original place very quickly, and you won't even be able to retain your memory."
Xu Youqing said in confusion, "Even if I want to join the Lost Ones, I'm afraid..."
"Yes, once outsiders advance to the realm of chaos, they will indeed be forcibly sent away."
Yang Zhentian smiled disapprovingly and said, "But how can such a small difficulty defeat our boss?"
"What?"
Xu Youqing's face changed slightly, and an incredible idea suddenly came to his mind.
"Like you, he was once an outsider."
Yang Zhentian suddenly reached out and pointed at the bald man who had just spoken, "Guess how long he has lived in the Realm of Chaos?"
Xu Youqing did not answer, but fell into silence.
"Seventy thousand years."
Yang Zhentian's next words made him feel like he was struck by thunder, "This guy named Misery has been here for 70,000 years."