Some people don't believe it, and some people haven't eaten for a long, long time. In this damn place, you can't rely on cultivation to offset your evil intentions. In the past, it didn't make any difference if you didn't eat for half a year outside. But here, you can't stand it if you don't eat for a day.
He was not very strong and had not been able to get food for seven days in a row. He could feel the eyes of the people around him becoming eager to move.
They had almost finished eating the person they killed last time.
Soon... it will be his turn.
Why not give it a try!
He supported his weak body and pushed open the door that Yin Nian had opened.
Everyone opened their eyes and stared carefully, but they didn't wait long.
I heard a scream coming from inside.
Soon, a thick layer of blood flowed out from the crack in the door, chilling their hearts.
That's it!
This is what the Fallen Angel truly looks like!
What's not normal is this woman chewing on venison!
Unexpectedly, the woman who was chewing on the venison had already taken advantage of their distraction and quickly devoured the quickly roasted venison, even licking the last bit of shredded meat from the bones.
When the group of people pulled their eyes out of the pool of bleeding blood, they happened to see Yin Nian eating too fast and too hastily, choking on the last bite of venison, rolling his eyes and beating his chest.
At this moment, outside the Fallen Angels stage.
Bai Xue, whose face was full of anxiety, finally came to his senses.
A man wearing a ghost mask appeared in front of her. The man was tall and thin, and his voice was clear and boyish, "What's wrong?"
"Brother! Why did you come back?" Bai Xue stood up immediately, "I don't know why Yin Nian entered the Fallen Angels Platform."
"What kind of strength does she have? I'm afraid she's already dead!" The more Bai Xue thought about it, the sadder she became. "What kind of place is there? A place where people eat people. With her little strength, can she survive?"
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"Ah...burp...uh..." Yin Nian let out a full burp with his mouth full of oil.
She supported her swollen belly and wiped the oil with her sleeves. After thinking about it, she rubbed her knees and then her forehead.
"I have to strive for success! My knees! My forehead!" she thought silently.
Everyone saw her swipe her lips, and then she opened the door to the second secret room next to her with great courage.
Bang.
The door to the secret room closed, crushing their cognition.
Who is she?
Went in again?
Someone murmured: "Oh my god, what does she think of a fallen angel?"
thump.
Yin Nian didn't say much nonsense. After closing the door like a gust of wind, he immediately shook out the incense and lit it. He knelt down neatly and howled: "The Bodhisattva who saves the suffering..."
This fallen angel had just smelled the fragrance.
It came from next door.
He could smell it, but because of the interference from the fallen angel over there, he couldn't hear what Yin Nian and the others were talking about.
So I was really shocked by Yin Nian.
Yin Nian ate half of the deer and had greater expectations for these fallen angels. Fallen angels are also gods and can feel the sincerity of those who kneel down to worship.
When Yin Nian shouted those words, he felt a hot heart just hit him, making him dizzy.
No one has any respect for the Fallen Angel, only fear, and no one needs the Fallen Angel's help.
They are destruction, loss of control, a combination of resentment, greed, and killing.
He didn't understand why there were people like Yin Nian.
In fact, Yin Nian didn't even know what a fallen angel was.
What is God?
Sorry, the first time she came to the West District she met the gods of the Mu family and the gods of the God Tower. Her impression of gods was getting worse and worse. She had no joy in gods and no hatred for the fallen angels.
She only distinguishes between those who can help her and those who cannot.
Even if the person squatting here is a piggy, as long as he can help her and hold her life, Yin Nian can bang his head and kowtow, can his face be compared with his life?
Whoever saves her is the great Bodhisattva.
All the fallen angels were at a loss for Yin Nian's enthusiasm. Like the last fallen angel, he just started to inhale the incense in silence.
When Yin Nian saw that this was a statue of a male god, after saying a bunch of good things, he quietly took out three sticks of incense from his sleeve and said: "Bodhisattva, I fall in love with you. Although there are thousands of statues of gods here, I just respect you more.
You look different from other statues, you are majestic and graceful, I am adding three pieces to you, no one else has them, you are the only one~"
Statue: "..."
He fell silent.
The three beasts in her heavenly palace: "..."
They are even more silent.
But this time, Yin Nian was also asked by the statue what he needed.
But Yin Nian didn't want anything. He just said: "There is nothing I want now. It would be best if I could get out. If I can't get out, I really can't think of anything else."
The statue did not speak again, as if it was not interested in her.
Yin Nian didn't bother, continued to open the second door, and walked out more confidently.
Very good, she will conquer the world with one move today.
People outside were even more surprised to see him come out with all his tail and tail again.
But this time they didn't even have a chance to ask questions.
Because Yin Nian has seamlessly entered the third door.
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"What?" On Red Fox Street, Mu Yang looked at the Red Fox King with murderous eyes, and the statue behind him also became angry, "You said Yin...she was arrested?"
"Who was caught? When did it start? Why don't you go look for it!" Mu Yang shouted louder and louder!
He was extremely emotional, and the statue behind him exuded coercion.
A golden light flashed before his eyes, and a gold book appeared in his hand. There was only one page in the gold book, with a golden word "Mu" written on it, which was connected to the statue of the god behind him.
When the golden book appeared, the Red Fox King was completely heartbroken.
God's descending does not mean full approval, but the golden book is sealed, worshiped with sincerity, and the lifelong divine covenant cannot be faked in the slightest. The god's divine surname is written on the gold book, which represents the god's willingness to come to Mu an unlimited number of times.
Yang body.
It also means that he has really been recognized by a god.
This is really troublesome.
What is his relationship with that dead girl?
The Red Fox King couldn't figure it out.
Then the dead girl won’t die, right?
Regardless of whether that girl is dead or not, I can't care about her at all now. Mu Yang may have to completely distance himself from his peers. Although like the Mu family leader, they may actually have thousands of gods in the golden book, while Mu Yang only has one golden book.
God, but I can't stand his youth. He really has a bright future.
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"Huh!" Yin Nian finally walked out of the last secret room.
She rubbed her bruised forehead.
sighed: "I didn't expect there to be eight fallen angels in this place alone."
"Each Fallen Angel seems to have a different appearance and personality."
Yin Nian had to please a few people. After all, they all had to agree before she could go out.
Although they have no intention of letting her out now.
But it all depends on man!
Yin Nian thought for a while and said, "You have to study hard."
As she spoke, she walked forward, thinking so deeply that she didn't notice something tripping under her feet.
She lowered her head and found that she had reached the last empty secret room.
There was nothing in the last empty chamber, and there was no Fallen Angel, but there were black books piled on the floor.
Yin Nian picked up a black book and shook it. It shouldn't be a treasure, otherwise it wouldn't be piled up here in such a mess.
At first glance, it looks like waste.
"It's good." Yin Nian took out a writing brush from Tun Tun's stomach that he didn't know when he stuffed it in. He opened the black book and rolled up his sleeves enthusiastically, "It's just for memorizing their personalities and hobbies.
,A good memory is not as good as a bad writing~"
She glanced at the secret rooms, and they all had the surnames of fallen angels engraved on them.
Yin Nian started writing!
She was originally afraid that she wouldn't have enough to write, so she ended up counting them.