It's the beauty that brings disaster. I'm also desperate.

She waited for a moment without making a sound, and felt that the gaze was indeed fixed on her and did not move away.

She turned her head suddenly and looked over there!

"who is she?"

In his field of vision, an old woman who was so old that it was difficult to describe was staring at him with complicated eyes.

At first there was doubt or uncertainty, but gradually she seemed to be certain and then surprised... The old woman's face was full of wrinkles, and her loose eyelids made her eyes look a little small.

The old woman's eyes were cloudy, hiding complex emotions that Xia Li could not understand.

——That’s…!

The girl, who was originally confused, was suddenly shocked.

Just as she was guessing the identity of the old woman, a glimmer of light flashed across her eyes.

water!

Those were two drops of water that only she could see - the Water of Ember!

One drop was the kind of transparent water drop that he had seen many times, and the other drop was pure white, emitting a soft glow, and it was this light that attracted all of Xia Li's attention.

“Respect…Respect?!”

After two drops of water appeared, they flew straight into the Mingjin pot.

The information that the pot gave back at this time made her feel a little regretful.

That drop of colorless and transparent water was a drop of water that had been seen several times, a drop of water that had gathered because of fear. But the other drop of pure white water was a drop of water that had condensed because of respect!

This is incredible...

An old lady whom she didn't even know, made her feel both fear and respect the moment they met for the first time!

In other words...

——Fear me?

Even with Shengsheng's way of thinking, he was a little confused at this moment.

At the same time, in this confusion.

A question loomed in her mind...

——Who is this old woman?

Xia Li was surprised, confused and alert, but his mood at the moment was quite good!

Because that drop of pure white water, condensed by the emotion of respect, is equivalent to ten drops of colorless ember water. In other words...

"Suddenly picked up 11 drops of water?"

She cheered in her heart.

This is a surprise. Before coming here, she never expected to have such a gain.

Xia Li's main purpose of this trip was to find out the news about the human race, but it was just this one trip. Even if he worked in vain and didn't find out anything, it would still be a huge profit!

——Um, the second-class slave area?

——She actually belongs to Lu Man, so I should have many opportunities to contact her in the future.

After taking a look at the location of the old woman's cell, Shengsheng made some calculations in his mind.

She just came here, and she must be going to the first-grade slave area under her jurisdiction. She cannot contact the other party immediately, otherwise anyone, whether a human or a ghost, can tell that something is wrong!

......

"I'm Fang Shengsheng, the new first-class caregiver. You can call me by name if you need anything."

Walking slowly to the first-class slave area where Lu Man belonged, Xia Li gave a brief self-introduction.

There is no toilet in the prison where the warrior slaves are held... Therefore, a warrior who wants to go to the toilet needs to call for a guard, put on Yinyu shackles, and then be taken to the toilet.

Although one can significantly extend the intervals between toilet breaks after reaching a high level of cultivation, this kind of thing is ultimately unavoidable.

Therefore, the caretakers of each slave area also have this responsibility...

——emmm.

——Very cool.

After Sheng Sheng introduced herself, none of the human warriors responded. No one even looked at her. They were very cold.

There are four first-grade cells.

One of the rooms was empty, and the other two had one person sitting alone. The only one who belonged to Lu Man was Sheng Sheng, who was guarding this iron prison. There were three first-class warriors in it!

One old, two young...

Old refers to an old man and young refers to a young girl.

The old man was one of the few warriors who did not make a fuss and closed his eyes to rest. His breathing was steady and restrained, and he was immersed in his practice. Even when Xia Li spoke just now, his steady breathing did not change in the slightest.

The two girls were naturally the Qi sisters.

this will.

Qi Ming was enduring the pain and healing himself, so he had no time to take care of the new caregiver.

After Qi Wan injured her sister, she stood facing a wall... There was a square hole on the wall that was as wide as an elbow, like a window in an iron prison. Countless noises floated from "outside the window", and it was the audience who were enjoying the duel and fighting in the training ground, cheering and shouting excitedly!

"The grudge is indeed deep, between humans and ghosts."

This is a matter of course. Before coming here, Shengsheng had anticipated that this would be one of the difficulties she would face in obtaining intelligence.

Chapter 47: Lifespan should not exceed 100 years

--oh?

——How come you’re quiet now?

The noise of the warriors gradually died down.

Xia Li, who was distracted by thinking about how to collect intelligence next, realized it a little later. She looked back and found that it was the guard team that came.

Guard.

He is the supervisor of order in the training ground...

Due to the tolerant attitude of the city lord, the guards of Renwang City only have the power to punish and imprison warrior slaves. Unlike the several Yin cities in the Sanyu area, they can kill the rioting slaves on the spot!

but.

The guard team does have considerable deterrent power after all, especially the warriors of the lower four ranks are very afraid of them, because they are not as tough as Qi Wan. Let alone nine severe punishments, they may find it difficult to survive even one severe punishment.

Every time the guards arrived, they would basically ask the guards to escort the slaves to duel...

The same is true this time.

"Second-rank slave area, Xia Liu."

"...It's your turn to enter this time."

The rules of the training ground.

The duels of the lower four grades of warrior slaves are arranged by the managers of each department's Yin generals, while the upper three grades of warrior slaves have a limit on the number of duels they can have each week...five duels for the third grade, three duels for the second grade.

And the first rank only involves one fight.

In addition, whenever there was a duel between warrior slaves of the third rank or higher, there would always be a large number of spectators.

Whoever accepts the challenge will have to spin a wheel with his name written on it.

Today, it's Xia Liu...

"Huh? You have the same last name as me, Xia. You're from the same family."

Shengsheng was a little curious, and her gaze turned to the four iron cages in the second-grade slave area. She felt a little curious.

——How could it be her?

but.

The next second, she was stunned.

The old woman who had offered her 11 water before was actually the 'Xia Liu' mentioned by the guards. At this moment, many conjectures flashed through the girl's mind... She concentrated and carefully identified the old woman's facial features and outlines.

It was a pity that the other person was too old. She couldn't find what she wanted from his face that was full of traces of time.

"If..."

"No, no! It's impossible. One hundred and thirty years have passed since the fall of Niou Castle. Even among the great masters of ancient and modern times, no one has ever lived past a hundred years."

One hundred years old.

It is the upper limit of lifespan for all humans in Tushan Kingdom.

Even martial arts masters who have condensed their qi and blood to be as strong as steel have never lived beyond a hundred years. They are just much stronger than ordinary people, and even when they are old, they still have sharp ears and eyes, and their hands and feet are nimble and rarely get sick...

In a sense.

In terms of longevity, even the world before Shengsheng traveled through is inferior.

No matter how outstanding a person is, his life is stuck at the age of 100, as if... as if there is a mysterious and unknown force that locks the upper limit.

Like a shackle you are born with, it locks up your body and seals your life.

——Human life span cannot exceed 100 years?

In an instant, Xia Li thought a lot, which was also the doubt she had always had. However, these thoughts did not help with the current doubts. She was determined to find a chance to talk to the old woman named "Xia Liu".

Of course...

The prerequisite is that the other party can come back alive from this life-and-death duel.

Watching the second-rank guard putting Yinyu shackles on Xia Liu's hands and feet and escorting him out, the girl walked a few steps to the wall, ready to watch the upcoming battle through the "square window" on the wall.

The entire training ground, apart from the huge field in the middle, consists of stands surrounding a circle.

The bottom level of the stands is the slave area.

The arc-shaped walls of the slave area have square ventilation holes, through which the warriors can see the life-and-death struggles in the training ground...

"It's time to go on stage."

After waiting for a while, the second-rank guard escorted Xia Liu into the venue.

The dozen or so guards were stationed on both sides, quite a distance away from the guards, just monitoring and watching secretly...Xia Li knew that in the eyes of these guards or normal ghosts.

Whether they are warrior slaves or ghost caretakers, they are all very lowly existences.

They would not do such a lowly thing, and would not come close unless necessary.

"Meng Jian!"

"Meng Jian!"

"Meng Jian!"

Shengsheng observed attentively.

At this time, the second-rank guard untied the shackles on Xia Liu's hands and feet and stepped back... After he retreated, only the hunchbacked old woman and a short and strong man were left in the center of the huge training ground.

The atmosphere immediately became tense, with shouts coming from the surrounding platforms.

Not bad.

The short and strong man was Meng Jian.

He is one of the more famous Yin soldiers under Lü Man. He is usually brave and aggressive, and his strength is close to the first rank. He is also considered a strong one among the Yin soldiers...

This time, the two cities fought in the Tongshan River area.

The team he belonged to was not selected and had to stay behind to defend the city, which made Meng Jian, who thought he was brave and good at fighting, very angry. He had originally planned to accumulate strength to the peak of the second level, and then challenge the first-level warrior slaves to take the opportunity to break through in one fell swoop.

But this time he was so angry that he specifically tortured and killed a slave to vent his anger.

Yes, massacre.

Meng Jian is very confident in his own strength, and no one among the second-grade can be his match!

"Old man, you are so unlucky..."

Seeing the old and frail Xia Liu, Meng Jian revealed a cruel smile.

As a warrior grows older, his blood and energy decline.