Xia Iris didn't know how long she had been struggling in the dark, she fainted several times, woke up several times, opened and closed her eyes, and what she saw was still dead darkness. www.biquge.info She even felt like she was going to sit here until she turned into dry bones, until she turned into dust. The tears on her face had long since dried up, and her eyes were unbearably dry and stinging.

Suddenly, the door of the dungeon was gently pushed open, and a small body looked around, and after making sure that no one was there, he squeezed in vigilantly and ran to Calamus. He held a candlestick in his hand, and the faint light illuminated a corner of the gloomy dungeon. Even though it was a little light, it was enough to calm the calamus's rapid breathing. She supported herself with her hands and wanted to sit taller.

"Sister Calamus, are you okay?" The visitor asked worriedly, dressed in black, frowning nervously, his face flickering in the flickering candlelight.

"Ning Yun, you don't have to be like this." The iris did not show half of her disgust, and her face remained calm. She first looked through the candle flame and carefully examined the wound on her arm, the deep wound was now smoothed, but there was another scar.

"Sister Calamus, drink some water." Ning Yun worried. Seeing that the calamus did not refuse, he hurriedly got up and planned to bring the candlestick to pour water, but was stopped by the calamus and said, "You go to the dark and leave the candlestick for me."

"Yes." Ning Yun shouted subconsciously. Calamus turned her head a little bored: "Don't deal with me the way you treat your patriarch."

"Yes! ....... Ahh Ning Yun hurriedly changed his words. He put down the candlestick, and by feeling, walked to another corner of the dungeon, the ground was wet and slippery, and there were dry straws, and he was unsteady under his feet, and almost slipped, but fortunately he reacted quickly and stabilized himself. When Calamus heard the sound, she subconsciously turned her head worriedly, and felt that her concern was too ridiculous, shook her head, and pretended to be deaf.

Ning Yun didn't notice the change in Calamus's expression, this dungeon was too dark, he could only slowly grope with a vague impression before, and finally, he touched the table in his memory. He remembered that there were pitch-black teapots and worn tea bowls on the table, and indeed there were. He was overjoyed in his heart, and when he arrived at tea, he hurriedly held his hands in front of the calamus and said, "Sister calamus." Give you water! But when the bowl reached into view, he was stunned.

I don't know how long the water has been in the teapot, and it is filthy and cannot be seen. There were countless black insect eggs in it, as well as green mildew, Ning Yun was a little embarrassed by the water, and his nose faintly smelled the rancid smell of the water.

The iris took it nonchalantly, skimmed off the debris floating on the water with her hand, and raised her hand to pour it down. Ning Yun was shocked, snatched the tea bowl with his hand and said, "Sister Calamus, don't drink it!" The child's voice trembled, and it was already crying.

Seeing that Ning Yun felt sorry for herself, Calamus sighed and said gently: "Ning Yun, I don't know how long I want to stay here, let alone when the next chance to drink water will be, so it's okay." Besides, you know that I have powers, and this water can't hurt me. As she spoke, she held the tea bowl with one hand, and with the other hand she used a slight force to break Ning Yun's hand away, and drank the dirty water with a smile. Ah, it's not that bad.

Ning Yun knelt aside, and said with a mist rising in his eyes: "Sister Calamus, I'm sorry for you...... I'm afraid of death...... I betrayed you....... I'm so scared......."

"Ning Yun, you don't have to be like this, I don't blame you." Calamus sighed: "It's too tiring to hate someone, and so is to hate someone." No matter how entangled we are, we will only hurt each other. If you accept my affection, you might as well leave. She said it with great sincerity, and her eyes were her usual calm and gentleness.

"Sister Calamus, I'll get you out! I'll get you out! I thought the patriarch had captured you just because he wanted your blood, but now he wants your life! Ning Yun took Calamus's hand regardless of it, and said eagerly: "I have led Brother Yanmei to this side, he will come soon, and he will ....... in a short time."

Suddenly, the gloomy dungeon suddenly became brightly lit in the blink of an eye. One hundred and ten pieces of wood burning with purple gas burned on the top of the dungeon, shaking their eyes together, and the purple gas was scattered at first, but gradually melted into a ball.

Ning Yun's face suddenly turned pale, he turned back mechanically, and smiled miserably at the calamus: "I'm sorry, I thought I could hold on for a little longer......"

"What do you think of me as, do you think you are a puppet stand-in, I don't recognize it?" The familiar cold voice came from the purple qi, and then from the purple qi, Ning Tian walked out. There was uncontrollable anger in his eyes, and with a sweep of his hand, the wooden table not far away was shattered.

"Patriarch spare his life! The patriarch spares his life! Ning Yun fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowed desperately, and said urgently: "The patriarch spared Ning Yun this time!" Ning Yun came to get the holy water out of Miss Xia's mouth again......"

"Shut up!" Ning Tian was furious, raised his hand, knocked Ning Yun to the ground in the air, and shouted, "Do you want me to cut your tongue!!"

Ning Yun immediately stopped talking, kneeling on the ground and shaking constantly, his upper teeth knocking against his lower teeth making an oozing sound.

But the calamus was puzzled, holy water? What is Holy Water? She knew that Ning Yun was not such a brainless child, and this time she must have risked her life in order to listen to her deliberately. She was a little worried in her heart, and she could only silently hope that Yanmei and the others would arrive soon.

"You say, you want me to spare your life, don't you?" Ning Tian suddenly squatted down, smiled and looked directly into Ning Yun's eyes. Ning Yun was a little frightened and avoided Ning Tian's sharp eyes, but Ning Tian grabbed his chin and asked him to look at his eyes forcefully, and with his other hand, he pulled out a dagger from his back waist and threw it on the ground with a crisp sound.

"Ning Yun." Ning Tian called softly. The children who were called were even more frightened and almost burst into tears. Ning Tian patted Ning Yun's little face, not straining, but his voice was extremely crisp, echoing in the dungeon.

"Ning Yun, I'll give you a chance to live." Ning Tiandao. Ning Yun listened and raised his head happily. Ning Tian raised his foot and kicked the dagger in front of Ning Yun's eyes, revealing a loving smile:

"Ning Yun, you go do the patriarch a favor and fetch me some of the blood on the tip of Miss Xia's heart. As long as you do it, I will spare your life. If you can't, I'll skin you alive and then throw your meat out and feed it to the dogs, do you hear me? “