The silver chain that shackled the ankle suddenly made a small cracking sound due to the pull of the cloud.

The subordinates of the National Teacher's Mansion who guarded Yun Ji were attracted by the vision of the right talent, and they didn't seem to make a sound to find that Yun Ji had opened his eyes.

In fact, under the demon's omen, these people seemed to have forgotten the fact that the originally sleeping Yan Shuangshu had returned to his soul.

Especially when Zhuo Xi tied her back to the wing.

Several of the guards whispered, they sorted out their frightened appearances, and then after confirming the true hour, a few people dispersed to sleep again, and the others returned to their posts and took out food.

Chunks of meat, large bottles of wine, scattered on the steps, rich flavors mixed with the rich floral fragrance rolled into Yun Ji's keen nose.

Hunger began to run rampant.

Yun Ji hadn't tasted hunger for a long time, and this feeling surprised her, and then the strange and familiar hunger gave her no time to think back to the process and results of her transformation into an android.

There is only a nostalgic taste of saliva.

Yun Ji stood up.

The chains on the feet clanged.