After waiting for a while, the waiters brought the food and wine one after another.
I have to say that the food in this hell is unpalatable, not because the food is not good enough, but because the cooking skills are so low that it feels like chewing wax in the mouth and is difficult to swallow, but other people eat it with relish.
Mu Bai frowned, but he still swallowed the food in his mouth.
Donathur on the side raised his wine glass, took a sip of the bright red wine, glanced at Mu Bai from the corner of his eye, and sneered: "I have eaten for tens of thousands of years, and I have almost forgotten the taste of the food. It is so delicious."
After Mubai heard this, he almost spit out the red wine he drank in his mouth.
After reluctantly eating a 'delicious meal', Qing Ming arranged for everyone to enter the hotel rooms one after another to rest.
The guest rooms in this hotel are relatively simple, just like a prison, with only a cold stone bed and not even a wooden door.
Mu Bai stood in the room and could faintly smell a sour smell, which was extremely unpleasant.
"I really don't want to stay in this damn place for more than a day. I have to make plans to return to the mainland as soon as possible."
Mu Bai stood in front of the window and thought to himself.
Looking at the endless flow of people below, he didn't want to spend his whole life in hell like these undead souls.
However, this hell is indeed a good place for cultivation. There are many god-level masters. Maybe you can find a breakthrough point to enter the ancient god level here.
Behind the city is the boundless, calm Dead Sea. The black water is as black as ink and as thick as blood. The next step to the doomsday city is to cross the Dead Sea.
Looking at the Dead Sea, Mu Bai felt a chill in his heart for some reason, and was full of fear of the Dead Sea.
"Arjun, you haven't told me yet, who are you?"
Thinking of Arqiong in the space ring, Mu Bai couldn't help but ask doubtfully.
Arqiong hesitated for a while and said: "I am from Yinsha Mountain, and my father is the owner of the village."
"Yinsha Mountain?" Mu Bai asked, "Is it far from here?"
Arqiong said: "It's a very far away place. If we just rely on flying, it will take about a year to get there."
"So far?" Mubai was slightly surprised and said, "Then how come you were imprisoned in prison?"
Arqiong seemed to be touched by something in the past, and said with a cry in his voice: "More than two thousand years ago, the village was occupied by a powerful ancient god. He killed everyone. My father tried his best to protect me and escaped. I have been
Wandering around various places, when I entered the City of the Dead, there were a few evil spirits who wanted to capture me as a slave, so I killed them before I was caught and imprisoned in prison."