“The leader!”

Every time Chris called old Lee, he could not help but bow his head, as if the child had made a mistake, except for the necessary instructions, he would never say more than half a word.

Old Li never asked if the undead knew if there was a surveillance device in this strange iron prison.

He didn’t know how long it had been, had fallen asleep three times, cut off more than thirty palms, and each time Chris would stare straight at himself.

Delaire never came again, and for him Lee Tremor was but the most ordinary prisoner.

Old Li silently looked at the black iron plate overhead, he was about to go crazy, Chris still fiddled with all kinds of knives, like an owl has long been accustomed to a dark life.

There was no smell of resistance in him, a dark iron cell, for a year, perhaps even decades.

There is no need for guards, nor is there to be a guard against so-called assassins or spies, and every creature entering the iron chamber will be found.

Ask for the name, the origin, and then take it to the right position.

Perhaps no spy will be good at the body, if he really has the ability, he will be like old Li will the original team leader.

It’s easy, but it’s strict.

In the past few days, Lao Li has made a lot of progress on the corpses of the human race, and the golden stone will discuss the results of the stone demon with him every day.

When he was idle, he was more interested in various experimental data in the library, especially in the field of magic and corpse combination, giving old Li a lot of ideas.

There is no exit here!

This is what old Li has just detected, and every day strange people are put in, because Lao Li watches the soldiers who send the body have changed three batches.

They are warriors, and the cocoon in their hands proves that they often hold swords, but they can only enter here as a hard worker.

More civilians who were infected with the curse of the stone devil, and Lao Li went to the cage iron room in the name of investigating the body, just to see a dozen bound refugees.

Their symptoms are uniform, with sporadic stone spots on their arms or wrists.

White-coated researchers routinely review each day and end up unsoliably locked into the cage.

The coolies will pile the iron cages into the corner and throw some dry brown rice over, as if they were raised by animals.

These refugees should live well and let the stones spread to the whole palm as much as possible.

Li tremor felt very sad, the iron cage is held as if a group of animals, with the same animal as the human body.

He seemed to have guessed something.

The curse of the stone, the disease that makes people afraid of fear, may have spread out of the slaughterhouse.

They need materials, so-called white rats, and they just need to let the curse spread so that they can get inexhaustible white rats.

Those who were taken away will only think that they will be dealt with, of course, and they are also dealt with here.

“The leader!”Chris cried anxiously, he had never cried so loudly to old Lee, "Captain wants you to go inside."

Li tremors are a little lazy, those ordinary arms have little research value, the basement is hot, only sleep to pass the time.

The inner chamber is at the heart of the entire testing institute and can only be accessed by those who have been given permission from the captain.

After three porches, we came to a huge iron chamber, and said that the iron chamber was more like a large iron room, which was completely connected to a dozen iron chambers, and the circular one could turn.

Unlike the one where old Li once stayed, the walls here are engraved with Neisse words, the magic circuit extends from a remote corner to the roof, and the solar stone is also large, and even can smell a little fresh air on the surface.

“Come here!”The captain of the iron prison stood in front of a crystal table, lighting the name of Li tremor, and the magic lines on the crystal table seemed to be pieced together by countless ants, which was extremely complicated.

The crystal table is locked with a person, the hands and feet are bound, the chains are worn out of the lute bone, buckled on the crystal table.

Li tremors fell on the palm of his hand, not in the gray marble, but a green and oily jade palm.

Jade!

Very rare mineral!

“Take this hand off the whole, remember what I said is complete!”The iron captain’s tone was heavy.

It really is jade!

When touched, with a faint coolness, next to the crystal table is a desk, a silver plate on the table, and a dozen knives are placed on the plate.

Knife cutter!The Knife!Double-edged knife!Go to the knife!The knife!The knife!

Although there are still some gaps with the top configuration of slaughter, it can also be narrowly completed.

Surrounded by more than 20 white-coated researchers, eyes open and staring at old Lee.

No one dared to approach, even the captain of the iron prison did not dare to speak loudly.

The black pen slid over the emerald palm, and the nails gently knocked out a little bit of the pattern, slowly penetrated into the delivery area of flesh and jade.

The meridian on the palm of the hand has become a jade, bone, nails, and a complete work of art.

Old Li sank, picked up the silver needle slowly provoked the meridian, gently picked off.

Hm!

The boy on the crystal platform trembled, his two heads glaring tightly at the edge of the water platform, and his arms retracted violently.

“Hold on well!”Old Lee’s voice was low.

The guard captain fell on the jittery arm, and the whole arm was quiet.

The fine needle does not shake half, a hint of meridian will be picked, and a small piece of meat will fly out every time it is provoked.

It was a long process, and everyone stared at the silver needle, and they never felt so particular about just removing a hand.For three hours, a crystal-clear jade palm was placed in the crystal disc.

Tits!

The applause rang, and the captain of the iron prison could not help clapping his hands.

At this moment, Li trembling on the forehead soaked in sweating water, let it start dripping down, the whole process, old Li even sweats do not dare.

Captain Li Zhishi chest paper removed and inserted a secret silver card into the old Li chest, "You are very good!"

The card has the name of the old Li portrait and inspection.

Li tremor collected the flesh and blood from the kick and put it on the plate, and no one found a little bit of flesh and blood ginseng in the nails.

“That’s what I should do!”

Touching the silver card, bending over to respect the luggage, tired through the iron wall back to the familiar slaughterhouse, leaning on the bed only to gasp.

Chris looked at the iron wall from time to time, as if the iron wall were burying his dream.

When old Li looked at it, he hurriedly bowed his head, especially when he saw the silver card on Li's tremor chest, his head was lower.

Silver cards are special!

Even the soldiers who sent the cage would politely nod when they saw it, and even when they went to see the white rat, they did not need to ask too much.

Silver cards have a lot of rights, at least able to travel around the outside of the iron prison.

As for the completion of his work, he will always walk around in the iron chamber, and behind each iron wall there is an iron room, and these rooms are exactly the same.

Li tremor wants to find an outlet, and he can’t waste his time on this boring experiment.

Without exit, he had been to the once-enviable data room, with a new library, a new reel.

The scroll has some new content and more new data.

After turning around and returning to his own slaughtering iron room, the iron prison on all sides of the constant misalignment of a circle, but there are different, here are five porches.

The porch is the empty iron chamber, but it is the only way to the inner room.

The two days have been studying the end of the jade meat, claiming that this is the way of the crystal stone man to go down, urging old Li to get the secret recipe of the jade palm.

Unfortunately, he is now only able to move in the white rat area, the restaurant, the slaughterhouse, the data area, the soldier's rest area.

He came to the silver dwarves' forging chamber, and the fire was burning in the fire, but there was no trace of the silver dwarf.

This cunning silver dwarve stole old Lee's yellow fur dog skin!

Old Li was called back again, looking at the familiar environment, black without a mark.

The work is exactly the same, cutting off a jade hand intact.

Li tremors pay attention to the inner chamber, and the room is pentagonal, which means that it is divided into five areas, where he is, and deliberately studies pure flesh and blood.

On the other side, more than a dozen humans are quarreling over a vulture copper palm, which should be a full-time study of the relationship between the arm and the metal.

Old Li was very cautious, carefully taking away flesh and blood and tools, and not taking away anything.

The face of the captain of the iron prison is like a tomb in a tomb, dark and naked.

At this time, he did not want to look forward to that kind of jade palm formula, after the ceremony, carefully retreated, suddenly saw a neatly placed in a corner with a whole book of sheepskin scrolls.

The parchment reel is locked in a transparent glass cabinet.

“What are you still holding on to?”The cold and cold voice of the iron prison captain let old Li return to God.

“I want to know what else can be done?”Old Lee hastened to take back his eyes.

“Do your part.”The captain of the iron prison did not look at it at all, "If you want to live well, you don't have to worry about it."