Stunning Thief: The First Useless Firewood in History

Chapter 894 There are horns on the head, horns
Star Prison.

In the forgotten continent.

There is no land here, all white stones.

Star crystals can be extracted from a few stones, but it will take a lot of effort to extract them.

The saddest thing is that the star crystal is not yours if you refine it.

It is very likely that it will be snatched by others.

Old Ivan lived here for almost 100 years.

It is said that he was imprisoned here because he offended someone who shouldn't have been offended.

His strength is too weak, and he can't successfully earn star crystals here, so he has no hope of leaving in this life.

A head of gray hair looks paler than the saline water here.

Every day, he moves 100 yuan and [-] catties of stones in exchange for the daily food, which is the ration he needs to survive here.

The nagging old Ivan worships the west devoutly every day.

Whenever someone asked him the reason, he would say with a very cautious look, "Shh! Keep your voice down. I heard that there is a wonderful guy living here. He has existed for countless years, and no one has seen him." passed him. No one wants to see him."

It has been three days since Qingcheng came to Xingchen Prison.

I already knew it was dangerous here.

Therefore, the way she disguised herself under the mask was an ugly monster with an over-the-top level of safety, the kind that no one else would want to take a second glance at.

Known as the most brutal prison, it is not a challenge for Qingcheng.

They are all a group of guys who have been worn out by the years.

Characters are moody.

Qingcheng only needs to avoid them when they are crazy, and then it will be fine.

There is nothing good about these people, and Qingcheng is not at all curious about them.

"Why, there is no induction of keys at all here?"

After three consecutive days of observation, Qingcheng lost patience with this place.

I heard that in the deepest prison here, there were a few thorns.But I don't know why, in the past three years.

It was getting less and less every day, and by now, it was almost gone.

No one knows why.

The only thing that made Qingcheng curious were old Ivan's words.

He always looks west.

On the night of the third day, Qingcheng headed west.

"Another person is going to disappear." Old Ivan looked at Qingcheng's back and muttered.

In the far west, there is a white stone mountain.

With a light touch, it will be broken into large grains of salt.

"Strange place."

There are no other paths around, just a white hillock.

After reading a sentence, Qingcheng took out any door and walked in easily.

The scenery inside the mountain was completely beyond Qingcheng's expectations.

All of them have small horns of different lengths on their heads, wear black clothes, and have red and purple pupils, guys!
Compared with the tortured and frost-faced prisoners outside.

totally different.

With such a dazed effort, Qingcheng was noticed by those strange guys.

"Look, someone is coming in."

"My God, who are you?"

"Why are there no horns, have they been broken off?"

"Poor little thing, come and let us see you."

"Oh! You are definitely the ugliest demon."

Qingcheng was surrounded by this group of people.

Oh no.

According to their words, they are actually demons?

(End of this chapter)