Qingtian breathed a long sigh of relief, it wasn't that she was suspicious, it was really that Qiaoxi City gave her a weird feeling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Motioning to the man to let go, the sound of electricity in his ears continued, and he sat down cross-legged in the corner of the wall on a sunny day, closed his eyes slightly, and tried his best to capture all the small sounds in the air.

"Zizizi... Rainy day... Weird, never... Multiply... Stuff. ”

After several attempts, the captured voice of the demon was still choppy, mixed with a sizzling sound similar to electricity, until finally the sound disappeared completely.

Qingtian frowned, unable to figure out what the demon asked to remind herself. Something weird, don't want anything...

Seeing Qingtian's frowning appearance, the man pursed his mouth and sat in place, his brows furrowed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Footsteps suddenly sounded not far away, and Qingtian immediately got up from the foot of the wall and jumped back to the place where he was sitting before, and sat down obediently.

I also know that it's strange to sit cross-legged in the corner.

A rough-looking man with a full beard appeared outside the iron gate, and the person who came came with a plate in his hand, a few side dishes on it, meat and vegetables, and a pot of wine. The aroma is tangy.

The bearded man glanced at both of them, a slight impatience on his face.

The dinner plate was stuffed under the iron door, and a rough male voice sounded: "If you don't want to die, eat well." ”

Qingtian looked at the few dishes with good color and fragrance, and swallowed his saliva suddenly, knowing that he had not drunk water and eaten for a whole day because of the murder. The reaction of the elegant man beside her was not much different from hers.

But Qingtian didn't go to get the chopsticks immediately, she pulled her lips and smiled: "We are guilty murderers, this can't be a decapitated meal, right?"

The man's face hidden behind his beard seemed to have a hint of strangeness, but he quickly raised his face and roared: "How can it be so easy to eat the severed head meal, just don't eat it!" After speaking, he gasped and turned his head away.

The cell was quiet again, and Qingtian and the elegant man looked at each other silently, and heard each other's saliva clearly.

"To eat or not?" the man began.

Qingtian stepped forward and squatted in front of the dinner plate, looked at it for a long time, took a bite from the snow-white steamed bun, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

It tastes good and nothing quirky about it.

But... Xiao Qingtian frowned, raised her head very ruthlessly and said, "You can't eat it!"

Although I don't know if there is a problem with this thing, I don't know if the reminder of the demon question has anything to do with it. But just in case, it's better not to eat it.

Qingtian thought that there should be no problem with only a small bite of it...

Then the bearded soldier came in again, and there seemed to be a flash of anger in his eyes when he saw the barely touched food, but it quickly relented.

The man comforted Qingtian and the two through the iron gate: "You two have not been convicted yet, this is not a severed head meal, although you can eat it with confidence." ”

The two nodded obediently, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in the man's eyes, and then he left again.

Qingtian glanced at the person next to him, and now he was almost certain that there was something wrong with the food. Otherwise, how could a person with a bad temper persuade them so patiently just by looking at it.

There are quirks.

But what if they eat the meal... Poisoned? It doesn't make sense, they have nothing to do with the city lord...

I don't want to think about it if I don't understand it, but it's hard to stare at the plate, if the bearded man comes in again, and sees that they still haven't touched the food, he will definitely notice something.

I have to pretend to eat obediently...

It seems that this meal can only be poured out, and Qingtian swallowed his saliva silently.

Looking around, Qing Tian suddenly became disgusted with this clean and tidy cell. There's not even a place to hide things!

Do you want to dig a hole in the ground... She's still hungry!

Rubbing his stomach silently, he discussed with the man on a sunny day, but he still didn't think of a good way.

As he walked around the cell irritably, Qingtian suddenly saw an invisible bag tied around his waist.

Pregnant!

Qingtian sat down next to the man, untied the invisible bag, and said casually while rummaging in the bag: "It's so hot... Do you think?"

The man's brow furrowed, "No, it's so dark and cool in the cell. ”

Qingtian made a move, and his brows immediately furrowed tightly.

If she remembers correctly, she only felt cold when she first entered this cell, but at this time... Hot... Particularly hot... It's getting hotter and hotter. But fortunately, there was no other reaction, just heat, and there were no symptoms such as the emptiness she feared.

Could it be the effect of that small piece of steamed bun?

Qingtian's face was not obvious, rummaging in the invisible bag in his hand, and he was thinking quickly in his heart, not knowing that he had subconsciously hummed two sentences of heart fire...

Finally turned out two plastic bags from the invisible bag, poured the things on the dinner plate into the bag on a sunny day, put two more bags on the outside, tied them tightly and carefully placed them in the corner of the invisible bag.

Qingtian was glad that Lao Sun gave him this invisible bag more than once.

The man next to him looked at the soup and water into the bag on Qingtian's waist and quickly deflated, empty, with a hint of curiosity on his face, but he also knew that the time was not right, and finally pursed his lips and stopped talking.

The hot feeling in Qingtian's heart soon went down, and there was no other discomfort, thinking that it was because of his own psychological effect, so he was no longer entangled.

The bearded soldier came in again, and when he saw the empty plate in front of them, there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, and he took it away.

"Don't be in a hurry, wait here a little longer. The bearded man instructed before leaving.

The stomach of the person next to him suddenly rang, and Qingtian's face was embarrassed, and he was not hungry...

rummaged through the invisible bag, and finally turned over two boxes of biscuits, but he was really hungry, and he didn't care if it was expired, so he tore open the package and handed the man a box.

The man had never seen such packaged food before, so he hesitated for a moment but reached out to take it, twisted a biscuit with two fingers and slowly put it in his mouth.

"Isn't it delicious?" asked, taking a bite.

"It's delicious," the man said slowly, and finally couldn't help but speak, "Why haven't I seen anything of yours before?"

"Because I'm amazing!" Qingtian laughed, and for some reason, her mood suddenly became very good.

Why are you so happy?

Why are she so happy when she eats biscuits on a sunny day? Obviously, she is still worried about many things, she is still in prison, and she is so hungry that her stomach aches.

Eccentric.

Noticing a pause in her movements, the man asked, "What's wrong?"

Qingtian shook his head and said in a low voice, "It's okay." ”

The man stopped talking, but Qingtian fell into chagrin, he was too careless, and he would not hesitate to taste the steamed bun, maybe... Does it have nothing to do with the amount of food in the meal?