"Hehe!" Hu Dali bared his teeth and grinned strangely. He turned up his lips, revealing a mouthful of thick white teeth, and growled in a low voice at the men who were retreating around him.
The dozen or so big men who followed Chu Tian and his group out of the fort jumped up in joy and hurriedly rushed to the big iron box that Guihu had just held, and together they lifted the box up with all their strength.
"Hey~ha"!
This large iron box was obviously extremely heavy, and even the fourteen men were panting under the weight. Their bare feet left clearly visible footprints on the ground.
Chu Tian frowned, and Chu Jie on the side also let out a sigh.
But they remembered clearly that just now Guihu had easily lifted the iron box with one hand, and now, with fourteen strong-looking men working together, it was still so difficult to lift the iron box
"It didn't take much effort to clean up the ghost tiger just now!" Chu Jie smiled frivolously: "I didn't think this guy was very powerful! Then, you must be too weak!"
Chu Jie's eyes wandered around these big men, and he raised his head and smiled at Du Crow, who was standing on top of the huge metal bird: "Du Crow? You are ugly, but you still look pretty good. That’s right, these guys are indeed a bunch of waste wasting food!”
Du Wuwu tilted his head and looked at Chu Tian and his group with twitching faces.
After a long time, he murmured to himself: "Newcomers? However, newcomers who have mastered the secret technique should not be sent to the Blood Killing Castle. Here, they are all a group of low-level murderers. If there is anything weird, you have to find Master Duka. Ask clearly!"
Du Wuwu shouted loudly, and the cracks under the metal box grasped by the big metal bird slowly expanded. Several small arms appeared in the cracks, pushing piles of neatly wrapped packages out.
Dozens of feet above the ground, these packages fell to the ground and all cracked. Amidst the muffled "dong dong" sound, there were animal skin kettles about a foot long, and brick-sized gray-white squares that exuded a greasy light. Fell out of the package.
None of the thousands of big men around him moved, they all looked at Chu Tian and his group in awe.
Chu Tian pointed to the materials on the ground, and ordered Hu Dali and others to collect a hundred kettles and hundreds of white cubes. The group quickly left the crowd and walked towards the entrance of the corridor where they came out.
As soon as they returned to the corridor, extremely excited howls came from the castle house where Chu Tian and the others were: "Back, back, guess, guess, how many fat cakes and how much water did they get back?"
"It's better than last time, right? Last time we only got back more than 200 pieces of fat cakes and more than 20 water bottles. Everyone had a miserable life."
"Fat cake, kettle! Fat cake, kettle!"
Someone began to lead the people in the castle to shout loudly, and for a while the roar of "fat cake, kettle" made the corridor "buzz". By the end, the men in the castle were roaring hysterically.
Chutian stood at the entrance of the corridor and looked back. In the purple-black basin, more than ten thousand big men were roaring loudly, fighting like wild beasts. They brandished simple weapons, either sticks or stones, and attacked the people around them hysterically. At the same time, they kept grabbing pieces of white fat cakes and animal skin kettles from the ground.
Some men were covered in blood, holding armfuls of fat cakes and water bottles, and ran towards the castle where they were with smiles on their faces. But often before they could run a few steps, they were attacked from behind by someone with red eyes, and they fell to the ground unwillingly.
This crazy fight came and went quickly. Chutian only watched it for less than a quarter of an hour. There were more than a thousand corpses left in the basin, and more than ten thousand men were slightly or seriously injured and covered in blood, panting. Angry, holding the fat cake and the kettle, looking at the people around him with great vigilance, he evacuated the basin step by step.
Iron Shark's voice came from the deepest part of the corridor: "Newcomers, since you are back, come in quickly and let us see how much you have gained! Haha! Are there thirty kettles?"
Fourteen men carrying large iron boxes stood beside Chu Tian without saying a word, looking at his back in awe.
There was a hint of impatience in Tie Shark's tone: "What? Do you still want to put on airs? I, Tie Shark, kindly advise you that when you get to the Blood Killing Castle, just obey the rules. No matter who you were before, when you get here , we are all the same lowly gladiators."
Tie Shark sneered and said: "If you want to live longer in Blood Killing Castle, you must not offend these brothers!"
The big men in the fort started making noises, all urging Chu Tian and others to return to the fort so that they could have a good meal.
Chu Tian took one last look at the direction of the basin. Du Wuwu rode the giant metal bird and flew up into the clouds. He suddenly disappeared and no one knew where he went. More than 10,000 big men who were still fighting crazily just now have fled into the corridors. A faint mist rose in the basin, covering the corpses left in the basin.
Suddenly Chu Tian heard a "whoosh" sound breaking through the air.
Flexible ropes fell from the sky one after another. The ropes were tied around the necks of the corpses like living creatures, and they pulled the corpses up into the sky. The body covered in blood disappeared in the clouds and mist, just like Du Wuwu.
Playing with the Qingjiao Sword, it has been nourished by the Heavenly Refining Furnace these days, and its color gradually turned into a deep blue. The Qingjiao Sword danced happily on Chu Tian's fingertips, just like a naughty child, and the sword edge made extremely thrilling strokes from time to time. It passed through the skin on Chu Tian's palm, but did not damage a single hair on his hand.
The boss's green aura enveloped Chu Tian's right hand, and he walked briskly towards the castle house where Iron Shark was.
Tie Shark couldn't help but laughed happily: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back! Ha, how many fat cakes did you grab? How many kettles? Is it five hundred yuan? Is there fifty?"
Immediately afterwards, Tie Shark provoked the people in the opposite fortress: "Tonghammer, haha, you are in such a miserable situation this time! Not even a piece of fat cake, not even a kettle! Hee, in the last battle, you were seriously injured. There are about a hundred of them. Without the fat cake and water, they will all die of thirst and starvation! Hey, let’s see how you fight with me in the future!”
There was silence in the castle house opposite. After a while, Chutian suddenly heard crying coming from the castle house opposite.
Chutian walked to the door of the castle house where Tie Shark was, and he looked back at the castle house opposite. A strong man whose size was even greater than that of the Iron Shark, and whose ferocious aura was much better than the Iron Shark's, stood expressionlessly at the door of the castle, his face full of flesh and pale, and full of indescribable despair.
Apart from despair, Chu Tian could not see anything else on this man's face.