One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Deep in the Demon Suppression Tower, in a cell without sunlight.

Tick ​​tock!

A drop of cold water fell down the chain and made a sound.

Zhou Hu, who was in a daze and fell into a coma, trembled and woke up suddenly. When he squinted his eyes and looked outside the railing, he saw no one in the aisle and the door was still locked. Zhou Hu sighed slightly and relaxed his tense muscles.

Just such a small movement, the stinging pain from the involved muscles, made Zhou Hu grin.

"These bastards have absolutely no humanity at all." Zhou Hu couldn't help but groan as he looked at the firelight swaying back and forth on the candlestick.

Looking back on the experience of being imprisoned during this period, it was a hellish situation.

Three big beatings every morning, noon and evening, no more than once.

There were also five small beatings in between, each time breaking a few bones and cutting open several muscles in the body.

And those guys, just fight, no questions asked. Even if Zhou Hu wanted to reveal some information and beg for mercy, it would be completely useless. After just a few days, Zhou Hu almost lost his appearance. Moreover, he and his companion Ding Meng were detained separately, and it was not known what the other's condition was now.

"I hope he is still alive." Zhou Hu thought.

He looked at the flickering candle outside the door with dull eyes, feeling the stinging pain coming from his body, and said: "Perhaps death will be the best way to get rid of it sooner."

After all, those who work in their profession are prepared to end up like this.

boom!

Heavy footsteps sounded from the corridor outside.

A burly figure blocked the firelight and cast a shadow. Zhou Hu subconsciously thought that he was going to be beaten again. He curled up into a ball and hid in the darkness in the corner with a frightened expression.

Immediately afterwards——

"Crunch!"

The door was pushed open from the outside, and the chains were left on the ground haphazardly.

A rough, expressionless face was shrouded in shadow, and the man said in a deep voice, "If the Lord wants to see you, you'd better organize your words and think about how to answer the Lord's questions."

A big hand stretched forward out of thin air.

The giant in the shadow did not take the key, but lightly pinched the chain with his fingers.

The chains forged from pure iron broke like rotten wood in the giant's hands. One end of the iron rope, which was as thick as a child's arm, was held in Long Wei's hand, while the other end was tied around Zhou Hu's scarred and blood-oozing neck.

that's all……

Like a stray dog, Zhou Hu was led away from the cage by Long Wei.

The long-lost sunshine shone through the window. Zhou Hu's eyes were pierced by tears, and he was hazy, and his body was trembling slightly. He saw in another deep and dark corridor, Ding Meng, like himself, was dragged on the ground and crawled out.

The two looked at each other, speechless and choked.

Then he looked away at the same time.

Long Wei led him to a wide staircase.

While looking up, he was thinking about the other person's possible questions and how to answer them.

"If I answer satisfactorily, will he let me go?" Zhou Hu raised his head, curled up and asked cautiously. The young dragon guard who was holding his hand raised the corners of his mouth as if he heard some joke, almost unable to hold back his laughter.

"You think you are already miserable now, and the torture you have endured makes you miserable." The young Long Wei said calmly.

"Yes, sir." Zhou Hu nodded and said sincerely.

"If you have seen Master Dusi's methods..." Young Long Wei gave Zhou Hu a meaningful expression, "You will understand what real hell is."

The expression on Long Wei's face was not threatening.

But the moment the two looked at each other, Zhou Hu felt a chill running down his spine.

If he hadn't reacted quickly and quickly clamped his posterior orifices, he would have been frightened by this look and almost become incontinent on the spot.

Zhou Hu didn't dare to ask any more questions and kept moving forward with his head lowered.

Each Dragon Guard is extremely tall and tall, with the minimum height exceeding three meters.

Their normal walking speed is much faster than ordinary people running, let alone Zhou Hu now crawling on the ground on all fours. Although he has a certain level of cultivation, it is quite good that Zhou Hu can barely move after being beaten for several days.

It was obviously impossible for Long Wei to care about Zhou Hu's injuries.

They are like tools more than people, shaped into inhuman forms, and faithfully carry out the orders given to them by their masters.

Along the way, Zhou Hu's neck was almost dragged forward by the chain. Blood seeped out, first falling, and then being wiped clean by his own body.

He felt like a wild dog in front of him, and Zhou Hu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Fortunately, this journey is not too long...

He would rather the journey was longer. Compared to the pain, the fear of facing the unknown made Zhou Hu tremble in his heart.

The dragon guard stopped in front of an iron-black door with skulls and weird patterns carved on it.

There are also dragon guards guarding the gate.

He has gray hair, but is taller and has a solemn expression.

Zhou Hu quickly lowered his head, and it was the man in front of him who captured them and brought them into this terrifying purgatory.

The two exchanged a few words.

Amidst a long friction sound, the door slowly opened inwards.

The corridor full of thorns, the shining stone floor that can be seen, and the dark coiled dragon pillars stand on both sides of the throne like sculptures, forming the dragon guards of the ceremony corridor.

There is a bronze throne placed on the raised platform at the end, with a skull hanging on the throne.

The sizes and shapes of those skulls vary, but the auras emanating from them are all extremely fierce without exception.

Zhao Hu shivered.

Realizing that these skulls came from the demon king and were now used as horrific decorations.

As the only soft embellishment in this room, two stunning beauties stood on both sides of the throne. One is dressed in red and has a calm and distant temperament. The other one is in fluttering white clothes, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, looking majestic. The owner of the room stood in front of the window, leaving only an extremely majestic back to them.

boom!

The young Long Wei lightly kicked Zhou Hu in the back.

Zhou Hu stumbled, then realized what he was doing and quickly knelt on the ground.

He heard the sound of footsteps. The master of the city turned around, stepped onto the high platform, sat down on his throne, and crossed his legs in a casual posture.

Every heartbeat lasted as long as an eternity. Zhou Hu's head was pressed against the cold floor, and a drop of cold sweat fell down the tip of his nose.

A gentle voice came slowly, "What's your name?"

Zhou Hu swallowed a sip of saliva, lowered his head, and replied, "The younger one's name is Zhou Hu."

"What is the purpose of your coming here?" Before that, Zhou Hu had secretly prepared many sets of rhetoric in response, some of which were true or false. But when the test actually came, all these preparations failed, and Zhou Hu just told the truest answer.

"We are here to collect intelligence. Some people above believe that some strange changes have occurred in this city." Zhou Hu replied.

"Some of the people above, who are they?" Su Heng's voice came again.

Zhou Hu was a little more courageous, raised his head, and looked at the throne with the corner of his eyes. Standing on the throne was a burly figure, much younger than Zhou Hu expected. The slightly curled long hair is scattered, and the face is not handsome, but it has sharp edges and corners, full of masculine beauty.

Zhou Hu's pupils shrank and he noticed tiny bulges under the man's tight skin.

At first glance it doesn't seem strange, but after looking at it for a long time, it feels special.

It's just like--

Underneath this human skin lies an indescribably terrifying monster that chooses and devours people.

As soon as the opportunity comes, it will tear off the disguise, break away from the restraints, kill, chew up and swallow all the living creatures in front of it.

Click!

A bolt of blood-red lightning exploded in Zhou Hu's mind.

His expression was extremely horrified, and he hurriedly closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously before breaking free from the fantasy he had just unconsciously fallen into. When he came to his senses, he realized that there was a thick layer of cold sweat on his back, and his breathing became heavier.

Zhou Hu didn't dare to hesitate and said hurriedly, "It's Yi - uh, cough cough cough!"

The expression on his face suddenly suffocated, and he stretched out his hands to strangle his neck, and his two bloodshot eyeballs protruded. Zhou Hu had a big mouth, but he couldn't make a sound. His skin turned purple and he looked extremely painful.

Su Heng raised his eyebrows and looked at the scene in front of him with interest.

Beside him, Qin Shunying, who had obviously seen similar methods before, rushed forward with a swish.

She stretched out her hand to hold down Zhou Hurenzhong, but it was still a step too late.

boom!

Zhou Hu's body went limp to the ground.

Qin Shunying sighed and took back his fingers.

She turned around and looked at Su Heng on the throne, spreading her hands with a look of helplessness on her face.

As Zhou Hu fell, black lines spread on Ding Meng's neck on the other side. His body twitched twice and then stopped moving. He died on the spot.

"This is the forbidden heart curse." Qin Shunying explained in a low voice, "It is a very ancient and evil magical power. After the person who is cursed thinks and speaks special words, the curse will activate, cutting off some functions of the brain, and causing The internal organs are rapidly decaying, and it is difficult for gods to save them.”

"I have only seen records in some ancient books before, but this is the first time in reality." Qin Shunying's face was gloomy and a little ugly.

"Heart-forbidden curse? It seems that these two people have a lot of background. Who do you think they could be?" Su Heng asked.

"Either the Skull Plain, or the forces behind General Yuan Hong." Qin Shunying mused, "But now that the Skull Plain is too busy to take care of itself, I think the latter is more likely."

"Yuan Hong!" For Su Heng, this was just a name that had a slight impression in his memory. He touched his chin and said, "I understand."

"Your strength has improved too fast, and it has begun to make some people feel uneasy." Qin Shunying frowned and said, "This test may just be a simple desire to understand the situation, or it may have some degree of malice. But All in all, it’s important to be on guard against others.”

"I'll pay attention." Su Heng nodded and said with a smile, "Thank you."

A blush flashed across Qin Shunying's fair and pretty face.

She smiled, shook her head slightly, and her long hair immediately cascaded down her shoulders, "Didn't you say you wanted to find a secret method to break through the magic of heaven? I have news here."

"Really?" After hearing this, Su Heng's eyes suddenly lit up, "Let's talk about it."

I feel like I've hit a bottleneck in my writing now. On the one hand, it's a bit more repetitive, and on the other hand, the main line isn't clear enough. I've been reading the book recently, and thinking about the plot makes my head hurt. There are few updates, so I hope you can forgive me, bang bang. boom!