She moved her legs with a lot of willpower, and found that the legs were almost useless, numb and cold, and her calves were down and even unconscious.

The shaking of the chains made her feel like she was tied to a sturdy ice edge, and the chains were tightly wrapped in her flesh, close to her bones.

The feeling of the back against the stone wall is similar to that of a pillow on the ice. The weak senses showed Nanyue that even her mouth and throat seemed to exude a constant cold. Before, she thought it was an illusion, but it wasn't until all the internal organs released something called the cold that Nanyue realized that the chill in her body was born from the inside out.

She didn't know that she had unknowingly ingested a huge cold snow lotus.

It's just that the powerful pharmacological knowledge stored in her head makes her start to fear death.

The cold is in the marrow, even if she can get out of prison alive, I am afraid that she will be crippled for life.

If Wan Yan Min's palm was a little heavier, it would be enough to abolish all her strength. Not to mention from the first order to the fifth order, even the light skills she had before would definitely be destroyed. In that case, she'd be a complete waste.

The Water Prison is different from the Red Prison in that you can meet other prisoners. The space of each prisoner here is enclosed and independent, and the silence is suffocating. Only the lime water in the heights ticks and ticks, showing the traces of time, and this slow passing feeling makes even the most lively heart feel desolate.

This primitive desolation beats at the inner loneliness and the pain of the body, and the silence silently tears at a whole person.

The internal wound in the chest cavity erupted violently and burningly, colliding with the cold in the body, and the ice and fire intertwined into a colorful and magnificent pain, which was scattered in the body in small pieces and tenacity.

The heart-rending pain made Nanyue can't help but imagine that the flesh around her heart must be full of wounds, each wound burning with the flames of dragons and phoenixes, they crack and shatter one after another, using her freezing-slow blood as fuel to spread unscrupulously in her body into a fire.

But she heard her own heartbeat.

Though they are weak, they are still powerful due to their silence.

Nanyue seemed to see that her bright red heart was still unyielding and stubbornly jumping, like a red carp dying on the magma.

She felt like her overburdened heart was dancing on tongues of fire.

If you can't wait for those internal injuries to stop the pain, and before the flame of pain is extinguished, that heart full of holes should have been burned.

Nanyue suddenly felt a huge wave of exhaustion and sleepiness in her scattered consciousness and wandering imagination, threatening to swallow her.

Nanyue leaned her head against a depression in the cold stone wall, giving her cervical spine a place to rest. She wanted to go to sleep forever and never wake up again.

She had worked so hard, but she had lived so failed and powerless.

Why are you born an orphan?

Why did the results of the family test make such a joke on her?

Why can't anyone who wants to protect their important people do it? Where is Ah Xing, and where is the bell now?

Also, why did the person who was sincere never want to believe her?

Nanyue had previously refused to ask these questions. How could Nan Yue, who was strong and not afraid of heaven and earth, allow herself to ask such useless questions, they would only strengthen weakness, and could not change reality in the slightest.

But now, weakness could not lead to worse consequences, and strength could not help her to untie the chains. For people whose skin and heart are already full of holes, the soul and body are imprisoned, and weakness has become the most effortless and interesting thing.

Nanyue had a strange feeling, she felt like crying.

But she didn't have any tears.

I can't even cry.

She closed her eyes and opened them out of fear of the endless darkness, and the exertion drove them to close and open them again.

About the thousandth time she opened her eyes, Nanyue saw a firefly.

The bug's tail glowed, and it swooped into her dark vision in a flash.

Nanyue's eyes, which should have been closed again, stopped, her pupils were attracted by the bug, and she watched the round and shiny tail of the little thing make a wonderful curve and descend from a high altitude.

The bug didn't fly randomly, its route followed a certain direction, and Nanyue guessed that its target was the torch that was about to burn out diagonally above it.

The bug approached the torch, and she guessed correctly.

Even a small insect does not like to choose the dark, how many distances it has flown in the vast darkness before it finds that bean light.

Nanyue had a sparkling smile hidden in her eyes, hidden under shallow sadness.

The worm that brought the light suddenly rushed into the torch. The flame flickered, shaking a beam of flame that was several degrees brighter than before, and quickly returned to its original state.

The smile in Nanyue's eyes froze after she saw with her own eyes the light of the bug's tail merge with the light of the flames.

How silly it is.

No matter how beautiful the fire is, can it be put out?

Or is it wishful thinking that with the glimmer of light on its body, it can strengthen the light of the flame?

What a stupid bug.

Nanyue laughed at the bug seriously while calmly remembering the matter.

Nan Qingxue wants to kill Empress Dowager Xuan, and then blame her.

This is not like what Nan Qingxue's guts can do, there should be someone behind her.

If this instigating person is Nan Aotian, it proves that his actions against the palace are speeding up.

But Nan Aotian has so many dead soldiers, why did he choose Nan Qingxue. He had not allowed his children to be involved in these things.

But Empress Dowager Xuan obviously has other plans, she is planning to do it, and the purpose is unknown.

Empress Xuan went out of the palace and took Ah Xing away, in order to force herself to fulfill her vow.

Minami Qingxue's plan is halfway complete. At least, Wan Yanmin has already decided that he is the murderer. Now, Wan Yanmin and her Nanyue are not together.

Nanyue finally had the opportunity to completely objectively analyze what had happened in recent days.

She looked at the torch again, and was actually looking at the firefly inside.

She knew it was dead.

But what about death?

Nanyue raised her head and struggled to get to the point where the dew would drop.

She wants to live, even if it's to die.

Among all the things, the only one who can't be solved and the only one who makes her fall into a passive situation is the Empress Dowager Xuan.

Judging from the memories remaining in Nanyue's mind, Empress Xuan seemed to be going out of the palace to find something, or find someone.

But who can't wait for anything like this, let her not go sooner or later, but now. Empress Xuan left without any worries at such a season, which is tantamount to letting Wan Yanmin fight alone.