Disaster Shelter

Lu Qiyou said, "This person is the dancing girl Hong Xiaomei!"

His voice just fell, a woman wearing a blue tube top and a short skirt, her face instantly became pale, her legs slumped to the ground.

And the others were relieved.

Although the person selected is tragic, this person is good as long as it is not them.

She desperately looked at the landing Qiyou, did not try to resist, because she knew that the resistance was invalid, she only mourned to Lu Qiyou: "Why me?"

Lu Qiyou took it for granted: "You can't cook, you can only dance ... But your dance style is so bad today, you can't make everyone happy."

"That's because I helped the men build houses during the day and broke my toes!" Hong Xiaomei cried to Lu Qiyou crying.

Lu Qiyou shook his head and said, "No one asks you to help during the day, and the little help you do can not make up for your poor dance today. There is no doubt that you are the person who contributed the least today."

Hong Xiaomei cast his gaze to others at the campfire for help, but no one would stand up for her.

Finally, she was helplessly caught by two strong men. Her mouth was blocked by white cloth to prevent her from biting her tongue, and then a small wound was cut behind her ear and hung upside down on a large shelf.

Below the shelf is the rough, blood-colored statue, with blood dropping drop by drop on the statue.

Wenwen did not rush to save people, but pinched his chin to observe the idol.

Hong Xiaomei's wound is very shallow, and it is estimated that it will take one night to die due to excessive blood loss at that speed. Of course it is a torture for her, but Wen Wen's rescue of her for a while will not affect her health.

The blood fell on the statue, making the statue change a little bit at a very slow speed.

"It seems that after drawing enough human blood, this thing will become a real idol."

"However, this method should have strict restrictions, otherwise, with the brutality of these monsters, there will never be the patience to kill one person a day."

"If you want to worship this statue with living people, it seems that you need to have a valid reason and the approval of other people to produce the effect of transforming the idol."

Another man who entered the shelter of Ganzhe Temple today stood up in horror and wanted to escape from here.

He didn't want to be executed by these people in a fair way.

But he had just walked a few steps, and was returned by two men with dung forks.

Lu Qiyou looked at the man and said in a cold voice: "All the things in the shelter camp are not free. If you want to leave, please repay the things you have enjoyed today."

The man looks a little helpless. In this world, he is not easy to live, and what can he use to repay Lu Qiyou.

"If you can't repay, you can't leave today, and tomorrow's candidate is you."

The man was frightened by two battles and knelt down on the ground to beg for Lu Qiyou.

"I, I will not leave, I will stay here to contribute to the shelter camp ..."

Lu Qiyou nodded with satisfaction: "Then I will spare you this time, and I look forward to your future contributions."

Residents of other asylum camps are already blamed on this scene. People who enter the asylum camp should not leave from here as long as they enjoy the things here.

In the beginning they were very resistant, but their force was like ants in comparison with the three gods.

But gradually they discovered that although this kind of life has the risk of being executed at any time, it is indeed many times safer than outside.

And only one person is executed every day, but the residents who enter the shelter camp every day are more than one person. As the number of people increases, the possibility of their turn is getting lower and lower.

So they are willing to accept the rules of asylum camps, because this allows them to live longer.

Maybe they only regret it when it is their turn.

Looking at the refuge of the residents of these shelter camps, Lu Qiyou could not stop the long mention of the corner of the mouth, and even mentioned the height that was only lower than the corner of the eye.

This kind of smile makes him look terrible. He is no longer like a human being, but he doesn't care. Anyone who enters the shelter camp will not leave because of his smile.

The numb faces made him excited from the bottom of his heart.

He originally liked to make people's spirits return to normal, but now he likes to make people crazy.

Plays with human emotions, explores the dark side of human nature, and turns a hopeful human into a numb puppet of ignorance, which is his greatest hobby.

And every time a person is completely changed, his power will be improved a little bit, so this is a game that he will not feel tired after playing for a long time.

When Lu Qiyou was intoxicated by herself, Wen Wen poked Suno with her finger.

"Do you think this is reasonable? She just wanted to make more contributions and suffered a murder."

Su Nuo smiled and shook his head: "What is unreasonable, if you want to live here, this is the rule that must be followed, as long as it is not my turn."

"What if it's your turn?"

"It's my turn ..." Suno swallowed a saliva ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ touched the short knife around his waist.

Wen Wen contemptuously said: "Look, when it is your turn, you will not be willing."

Suno pushed the Wen Wen, lowered his voice and said angrily: "Do n’t stand on the moral high ground and accuse me, stand up if you are not satisfied!"

"The gods here are more powerful than the monsters outside ..."

"Okay."

The words of Suno hadn't been finished yet, Wen Wen had stood up, and walked slowly towards the shelf, causing a shock from the crowds around him.

Suno held out his hand and wanted to hold Wen Wen, but he finally got his hand back, he didn't want to be involved.

Lu Qiyou heard the weird cry, and her smile came to an abrupt end, turning her head to look in the direction of Suno. Before she could see Wen Wen, her eyes stopped on the two little rabbit monsters.

One of these two girls raised his **** towards him, with a look of contempt and pity in his eyes, and even a sense of provocation.

The other one is stunned, covering his belly and belching, holding a carrot in his hand and putting it in his mouth, hesitating whether he should put it in his mouth.

"They are new, but they are not scared at all, and what about the look, she despise me?"

"No, the previous exclamation was not because of them."

Lu Qiyou turned her head immediately, and saw the man in a long black leather coat walk slowly to the shelf, and then kicked his feet with lightning.

Every foot is centered to guard the crotch of the brawny man, let them cover their lower bodies in pain and roll around on the ground.

Then the man began to observe the frame structure, as if thinking about how to untie the rope the most smoothly and effortlessly.

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