Stunning Thief: The First Useless Firewood in History

Chapter 904 The First Level

The red moonlight sprinkled on the ground of Jiuzhongmen Prison, like the scarlet eyes of a ferocious beast.

Silence, unparalleled silence.

Da da,

His iron boots hit the ground with a crisp sound.

It looks very eerie at night.

On the empty passage, werewolf warriors covered in heavy armor strode past, and the music in the helmet could see their ruthless gaze like a wolf.

The dim light shone on the black armor, reflecting a cold light, which made people dare not look directly at it.

Along the way is a cage made of black iron, which is extremely strong.

Werewolf warriors patrolled one by one, and there were guys who lived for an unknown number of years.

Qingcheng hid behind them and looked inside.

She found a race that she had never seen before.

Guys with an average height of only 1.3 meters, with thick beards, rust-colored hair, and tangled muscles.

People can't tell the difference between men and women at all.

Most of them held a big hammer more than one meter high and half a meter in diameter in their hands.

In the flaming magma of the earth's core, the iron cages that locked them were forged.

So, are these things built by them?
This is a forging process that has never been done outside.

Strange life.

Suddenly, the werewolf warrior stopped.

Cold words came from the mouth, "The Nine Doors, the first one."

"Make the dwarves submit to you, or become part of the prison."

Without giving Qingcheng any chance to react, she left here with heavy steps.

"Dwarves?"

"It's really short."

"However, what do they mean? Becoming part of the prison means throwing her into the magma and melting her!"

Qingcheng, who was startled by the werewolf warrior, couldn't help but slander.

"The dwarves live close to the center of the earth. Their height is at most 1.4 meters, and they major in fighting spirit. Each of them is a natural forging master. Respect the strong!"

A sudden sentence jumped into Qingcheng's mind.

This is a memory from blood inheritance.

Do you want to fight all the way?

Looking at these big guys, Qingcheng shook her head decisively.

As a thief who relies on his brain, he must absolutely refuse this kind of physical work.

The most important thing is that every living dwarf here is god-level, much more powerful than the prisoners outside whose strength has been weakened a lot.

It's almost impossible to come up with a surprise.

Because the dwarves are the most real existence.

If you don't convince them completely, it's a waste of effort.

With so many people, Qingcheng had to beat them one by one, half a year passed, okay?

She is not that free.

What should I do?

After thinking for a while, Qingcheng didn't have a good idea.

With nothing to do, she spread a layer of white cloth and sat on the floor.

She was tired after fighting for so long.

Eat something and replenish your strength.

However, the small snacks were all fed to the demons.

At this point, there are some appetizers and wine left.

A small glass of knife wine came out and splashed on the ground, making a sizzling sound.

Many dwarves who were ping-pong-pong forging all looked at Qingcheng.

Forehead?
Qingcheng raised an eyebrow.

He drank a glass of hot and spicy Daozi wine as if no one else was around, and felt comfortable all over his body.

Satisfied, he burped.

From the dwarves' side, there was the sound of swallowing saliva with difficulty.

(End of this chapter)