In the lonely mountains, there is not the slightest birdsong, only a small stream flows quietly, the water is murmuring, the crystal clear river water, constantly beating the stones, making a roaring sound, resounding through the mountains.

The faint cold wind blew strongly, blowing through every inch of mountain soil and tall trees, but it could not sway this firm majesty.

There is a round sun in the sky, as big as a wheel, hanging high in the hollow, the cold light is diffuse, and the profit is weak.

I just feel that people's hearts are cold.

Why?

Liu Da was stunned, and stood by the stream in a daze, on the soft sand, a series of footprints, stretching into the water.

He came out of the water.

And it was not his soaked body that felt cold, but his heart.

It's more about fear, not the fear of the unknown, but the fear of the present, and the fear of confusion.

He knew, he crossed over.

Yesterday, he was walking on the street, and suddenly, a kitchen knife fell from the sky, straight down, Liu Da was aware.

He laughed at the time.

Do you think I'm a vegetarian? After so many years of martial arts practice?

What can a kitchen knife withstand me?

But Erl.

So he dodged, his movements were extremely light, and he showed the explosiveness of young people thoroughly. It's like a civet, and it's smooth.

Unfortunately, there is a saying: Meow is accurate, it is better to catch it well. Liu Da caught the kitchen knife firmly with his head and died on the spot.

And he crossed over to this place.

Therefore, this incident tells us: no matter how high the kung fu is, I am afraid of kitchen knives.

This is really reasonable!

But no matter how high your kitchen knife is, you can't break the situation in front of you, it's also an egg.

So Liu Da once again prepared to cross.

Why?

Because it's three feet ahead.

There is a clump

Coarse

Long

Python entrenched!!

How thick, the bucket is thick.

How long, super long.

This python is extraordinary, the whole body is ice white, what is ice white? The whole body is covered with scales and armor, the ice is as smooth as jade, and the blue is transparent.

Extraordinary.

Liu Da hadn't seen it anyway.

The python stood upright, and Liu Daqi was tall, one person and one animal, looking at each other in the air.

The eyes of this python are like car lights, huge, and the snake letter that swallows it is like a cold iron, like a sharp sword.

The pupils narrowed into a line, and it was looking at Liu Da.

At the same time, Liu Da was also looking at it.

Such a huge python, I'm afraid it can swallow me in one bite. Liu Da thought so.

When I first arrived here, I ended sadly, even though I was unwilling, but I was helpless.

The danger is incomparable.

This is an unsolvable situation.

If I am the protagonist of the Mandate of Heaven, it stands to reason that at this time, I should be systematically added and born among the powerful and wealthy families, instead of being in the wilderness and facing this dangerous situation.

So what's the system?

"Unified Come"

Liu Da called in his heart.

Hey, it's useless!

"Tie it in!"

Yo, it's still useless.

"The system is coming!"

Alas!

Still useless.

Liu Da gave up this idea of luck, so he looked around, carefully examined the environment here, and made an escape plan.

At this time, Liu Da clearly saw that the python opened its bloody mouth.

It turned out to be a mouthful.

"I saw with my own eyes that you suddenly descended here like water without roots, where did you come from?"

Weird!

Doesn't this mean that I, Liu Da, am a rootless person?

Sperm?

black

Xuan!

goblin

Big demon also!

But at this time, Liu Da was elated.

Then he cautiously asked, "Brother Ren, ...... Have you eaten enough?"

I really want to slap myself in the face, this mouth, why can't I biang this thing come out!

Is it too exciting?

"Where are you from, are you a spy of the human realm, if you don't recruit you from the truth, I will swallow you in one bite!"

This thick and long ice python speaks so honestly.

Wang Erlang was very surprised.

The kingdom of men?

Spies?

So, is it war?

So this ice python, what it plays here is a scout?

Doesn't it mean that it thinks of itself as a scout of the human kingdom, so it interrogates it like this?

"I am rootless, sent from heaven!"

Liu Da pretended to be a gesture, put on an unfathomable look, and turned on the magic stick mode, intending to fool this iron Hanhan.

Oh no!

It's Bing Hanhan.

This Bing Hanyou walked over, his bucket-sized body put Liu Dapan in the middle, turned his head, looked at the human being carefully, and observed the human expression.

Trying to discern the truth from the falsehood of the person's words.

I saw it say: "You came down from the sky, but you are a human being, you are not sent by heaven, I don't believe your words! But you don't have the slightest trace of a human monk on your body, just an ordinary creature, you can't fly! So why did you fall from the sky?"

Although this python is honest, it doesn't look stupid.

It doesn't seem to be easy to fool.

I can live until now, it is estimated that it is very confused about itself, so it will spare its own life.

Once the question is asked, and its doubts are solved, then I will die.

Liu Da thought so.

Feeling the body of this ice python at such a close distance, Liu Da's body was extremely cold, and he couldn't help but want to shiver.

He had to hold back, and he couldn't weaken his momentum. Otherwise, it will not hesitate to kill itself.

Liu Brain Sea turned rapidly, constantly thinking, how to speak, so that this ice python would not kill himself.

From the moment it first saw itself, but did not swallow itself instantly, then it is said that the human kingdom is not at war with them, at least not to the point of not dying.

It doesn't have that much killing intent on itself.

The two sides just sent scouts to watch out for each other, and once again confirmed their ideas, so what do I need to do to save my life?

Continuing the Divine Stick?

You have to make him feel interested in him.

Liu Da looked at the ice python's pupils like car lights, without any fear, not panicked at all, and then said, "My cultivation has been abolished!"

Liu Da shook his head, looking discouraged and very sad.

"Why was it deposed?"

Sure enough, the ice python asked.

It was successfully brought into rhythm by Liu Da.

"It's all those sanctimonious guys, who attacked me secretly, and then I was seriously injured and defeated, and my cultivation was abolished, and then I fell here!"

Liu Da looked extremely angry, his eyes were split, and the monstrous hatred was like substance!

Just imagine, if the cultivation is abolished, it must be such an expression.

It's just that you have worked hard for those human powerhouses who were fictionalized by Liu Da, and you have to carry this pot.

"You're lying!"

The ice python's body shrank, and Liu Da Chrysanthemum, who was frightened, tightened.

"Why?"

This time it's time for Liu Da to ask. I've made up such a perfect lie, a seamless lie, more than a true lie, how can you see through it?

"You don't have any scars on you!"

"So you're lying to me! Then you're going to be my food!

The ice python opened its bloody mouth, and the rows of fangs bent inward, making Liu Da tremble, is it going to be cold?

I see!

Sure enough, I still can't escape this fate!

Liu Da was desperate.

Even if you talk wildly, it is also full of flaws.

If he hadn't seen countless fantasy masterpieces, he wouldn't have been able to fool this python with the plots of these novels.

Now, I can only watch this big mouth come at me.

At this moment, Liu Da laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha"

The light through the small iron window shone into the pitch-black cage, bringing a glimmer of light to the inside, and the cold stone walls were covered with thick moss, and the dirty floor was damp with water marks, only a slightly dry bulge on the side, with a few piles of thatched tiles, and a scruffy prisoner lay on his side curled up on it, and the heavy iron cuffs tightly strangled into his wrists, ankles, and sharp edges, grinding his skin into a few shocking blood marks.

Under the pole of the cage, the black bowl filled with gruel was quietly fixed there, and he could reach out and reach it. As if mocking, a few wisps of heat rose, and if there was nothing, it seemed that you could still feel the warmth of this bowl of hot porridge.

The thin linen clothes couldn't warm his gradually cold body.

His hand lifted, with difficulty, and stretched out towards the bowl of hot porridge, his fingers were full of calluses, the calluses were very thick, but his fingers were very thin and skinny.

After a pause, he said weakly but firmly, "I...... I don't ...... Eat in prison!"

The voice was bitter, hoarse and dry.

With all his strength, he stretched out his hand towards the wall. The sackcloth cuffs fell, revealing his arms, oh my God! What kind of arms were they! The loose skin was wrinkled together, like an old face, and there were many wrinkles, but I could vaguely see how strong and thick this hand had been. And now it is like a thin branch of dead wood, as if it can be broken with a little effort. He fumbled for something on the wall.

It's quite clean, the wall he is facing is within his reach, there is not a trace of moss in sight, he keeps groping, raises his hand vigorously, and finally buckles a handful in the corner of the wall and stuffs it into his mouth.

"I......... Not guilty!"

He said again, but the voice was faint, not as loud as the tick next to him, and the sound of water leaking from the iron window was loud.

The moss is still in the mouth, and the hands are still in the mouth.

His clean and bright eyes were full of sorrow and pain. Perhaps the cleanest thing here is his face. White, this is pale, even though he is getting thinner, but the heroic momentum on this face is faintly visible, the hair is messy covering his nose, and with his weak breathing, it is constantly flying, maybe he can't dance anymore, and even these few strands of hair have stopped.

His eyes gradually lost their brilliance, and his hands hung limply in front of his face.

"I'm not guilty!"

A few salty tears flowed down the bridge of his nose and dripped on the thatch, fleeting.

...............

"He's dead!"

Talking were a few prisoners from the next cell, they were a little fatter, a few people gathered around a small wooden table, on which a few dishes of vegetables, burned to a crystal yellow, greasy and appetizing, a few unkempt men were gulping and frantically filling their stomachs, and a pot of old wine, exuding a fragrance, in this smelly cage. It's like the stars in the night, it's so bright. Several people have eaten almost enough.

"Still have some unfinished?"

"Send him over! He hasn't eaten anything here since he came in, and now that he's dead, give it all to him! ”

One of them collected the uneaten food from the bowl and placed it next to the bowl of porridge through an iron cage.

"Alright, now, it's time for us to hit the road. ”

The pot of old wine was picked up, and then everyone poured a large bowl.

"Done"

"Dry"

A few people drank it all.

"Bang"

It's the sound of a bowl being smashed.

"Bang"

It's the sound of a person falling to the ground.

In this empty and silent cage, it seems particularly abrupt.

They also died.

This wine is poisonous.

............

A deep cage, with a long corridor and incomparably dark.

Only a few figures walked forward slowly, and it was not until they walked in that they realized that they were officers and soldiers, who were divided into two rows and stood on both sides.

There is a woman in a phoenix robe, incomparably majestic, gradually walking, in the dark and black, her delicate figure, incomparably beautiful, thousands of manners. Her arrogant face was colder than frost.

closer, through the slightest light, you can see her world-shattering face. She walked to the cage and looked at the lonely huddled figure and the bowl of gruel, and her heart only felt as if it was pricked by a needle.

"Open the door!", she commanded to the soldiers beside her, her voice with an indescribable majesty.

"Yes, ma'am!"

Then the two soldiers took out the key on their bodies and opened the rusty iron door, and with a "crunch" sound, the iron door was pushed open.

She walked in step by step, each step heavy, like lead.

Slowly walked up to him, looking at his back, tears brewing.

She walked for a long time these few steps.

It was only then that it got closer.

She gently stroked him with her hand, and the tears could no longer be restrained and dripped down.

He's dead.

She used to be his wife, but not long ago, she was favored by Li Jue, the son of Chang'an Hou, and forcibly entered Chang'an Hou's mansion and became one of Li Jue's concubines.

However, Li Jue did not let go of her husband, and arrested him in this cell to threaten her to submit.

She gave in, and he died.

"I'll avenge you!"

She held his hand tightly.

Then she stood up and said to a mother-in-law behind her, "Look, Granny Yan, he's all dead, and it's unlucky to put him here!

Granny Yan is a woman in her fifties, and she was Li Jue's nurse when she was a child.

Granny Yeon was a little hesitant when she heard her words.

Seeing that Granny Yan hesitated, she squeezed out a smile and begged, "Mother-in-law, you just let me bury him!