167 The Tormented Life
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Muyan chuckled: "Xiaobao is really smart, but defeating is not enough. Xiaobao also wants them to listen to you willingly and be loyal to you. Only in this way can Xiaobao become strong enough."
"As strong as that disciple!" Little Treasure clenched his fists tightly, his big eyes sparkling, "Then, I can protect my mother."
lecher?
Mu Yan was stunned for a long time before she realized that Xiaobao was talking about Di Mingjue.
She glanced at the next courtyard with a complicated expression.
Hmm... It's been a long time since I saw that person.
Probably, that night, were you really angry?
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In the next few days, the newly established Xinmo Camp was collectively immersed in fiery torture.
Their daily living arrangements are as follows-
Training, taking mysterious medicine, listening to little songs.
Does it sound very fulfilling and happy?
But actually?
This group of butchers who climbed out of the corpse mountain and the sea of fire, and their hands are full of blood, are better than death one by one.
The so-called training is not the cultivation of martial arts or profound energy.
Instead, let them line up, go out for exercises, and run back and forth every day. These boring and strong men just want to hit the wall.
After the training, Mu Yan prepared a bottle of body-quenching profound medicine for everyone.
That is a super profound medicine!
Outside the Junji Pharmacy, how many people robbed their heads and wanted to buy them couldn't buy them.
But the people in the Moying camp cried and cried one by one.
Because drinking that mysterious medicine is really painful!
The muscles of the whole body are cut like a knife on fire.
It will not disappear for more than an hour.
So every time it was time to take the medicine, the voices of more than a dozen strong men could be heard.
The arrangement for the evening is to listen to the little song?
It's always pretty bad, right?
People from Moying said that I never want to listen to Qu’er again in this life.
No, next life! In the next life, I don't want to hear it anymore!
Because the sound of the violin had a terrifying power, once it was played, they seemed to have fallen into an endless nightmare.
Struggling to the death in the nightmare, can wake up in a cold sweat.
Think about it, listening to a piece of music every day is like having a hard and tormented life, day after day, who can stand it!
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Late at night, in the ink camp.
"Fuck it, I can't take it anymore, I want to escape from here!"
"Escape? How to escape? Not to mention Yan Haotian who is guarding the camp, do you think you can escape from this yard alone?"
"If you can't escape, you have to escape! Do you want to be tortured to death here?"
More than a dozen people from Mo Ying gathered around, angrily discussing how to escape the clutches of the female demon and the little Hades.
Suddenly, a gruff voice suddenly interrupted their righteous indignation.
"A bunch of idiots! Haven't you noticed any changes in us these days?"
Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, and all looked at the scarred man.
"Chang Yu, what do you mean by that?"
"That is, what are you, dare to say that we are idiots!"
The knife-scarred man named Chang Yu glanced at a few people coldly, with contempt in his eyes, "I went deep into Baoshan and got great benefits, but I don't know anything, and I still want to run away. What are you not idiots? "
"Chang Yu, make it clear, what great benefits did we get?"
Chang Yu took a deep breath and suppressed the surging excitement and joy in his eyes. After a long while, he said solemnly, "Within three months at the latest, I will prepare to advance to the prefecture level."
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