The candle light is dim, but you can still see the surrounding scenes. Looking around, long Bufan clearly sees that the cages here are very dirty and emit a rotten smell. Each iron cage holds at least more than 100 people, all of whom are ragged and covered with mud, men and women of all ages.


    In such a crowded place, an empty area about two feet in diameter has been squeezed out for long Bufan at the moment. It is not difficult to see these people''s fear of long Bufan, an outsider.


    "Where on earth is this?" long Bufan frowned and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes. If this is the demon world, how can there be human existence?


    "Big brother, you seem to be hurt..."


    Just when long Bufan was full of doubts, the little girl in the arms of the middle-aged man across the street, somehow separated from the crowd, ran to long Bufan''s side, looked at him covered with scars and blood stains, and whispered.


    The little girl''s eyes are round and big, very aural. She stretched out her dirty little hand, grabbed a small cluster of hay somewhere, carefully laid a wound on long Bufan''s arm, and whispered, "when I was a child, my mother often used this method to stop bleeding for me, so it won''t hurt."


    Long Bufan was slightly stunned.


    "Thank you."


    Immediately, he smiled calmly and looked at the wound on his arm. It should be the trace of the previous injury in the turbulent flow of space. Due to the powerful power of Qi and blood of the dragon''s extraordinary body, the bone scar was originally visible, and only a shallow hole was recovered.


    Just as long Bufan was about to reach out and touch the little girl''s head, the middle-aged man opposite suddenly rushed over, quickly pulled the little girl back, and then stared at long Bufan with vigilance.


    Looking at the alert man on his face, long Bufan moved his mind and wanted to take some food out of the storage bag, but suddenly found that the storage bag on his body, as well as the space ring of ink dust and Princess purple Luo, were also missing.


    "Huh?!"


    Long Bufan''s heart sank immediately, and his cold eyes swept to the crowd in the cage. At the same time, his spiritual knowledge radiated out, but he was surprised to find that there was nothing about him in these people.


    Seeing the nervous appearance of long Bufan, the others looked different, but no one dared to make a sound.


    "Brother, what''s your name?"


    Long Bufan went to the middle-aged man holding the little girl and asked with a smile.


    "My name is Qin Wu. What about you, little brother?" Qin Wu hugged the little girl and looked a little hesitant. He didn''t know whether to ask the origin of long Bufan.


    "Me?"


    Long Bufan was suddenly stunned, but his face immediately showed a dazed color. After a few seconds, he suddenly held his head in his hands, with a trace of pain on his face.


    "Eh? Little... Little brother, are you all right?" Qin Wu''s eyes were slightly stunned. He seemed a little scared and hurriedly took the little girl back a few steps.


    After pondering for a while, the painful look on long Bufan''s face seemed to gradually calm down. Confused in his eyes, he raised his head and said in a low voice: "I only remember my name is Longya. I can''t remember the past, and I can''t remember how I came to the house."


    Hearing this, Qin Wu was relieved. It turned out that this guy had amnesia, but in this environment, it was a very extravagant thing to live. Amnesia was not serious at all.


    He noticed that the alert on Qin Wu''s face was reduced a lot, and a faint light flashed in long Bufan''s eyes.