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Under Han Li's diligent care, Ye Liang finally woke up from his coma. He looked at Han Li's shortened sleeve, and naturally knew what was going on.

There was still a dull pain in his arm.

"What's going on now?" He said weakly.

Han Li lowered his head in pain: "That gong striker is big, he can't enter the tunnel. But he was at the door for a long time yesterday.

It seems that we have been noticed. ”

"yes, it seems that guy is not good at stubble." Ye Liang guessed. This gong striker is likely to be an officer and soldier who died here, because he has been too long, he has absorbed the resentment of many strong people in the prison, and then he has turned into a living corpse.

When Ye Liang was fighting yesterday, he had already sensed the dead qi on his body.

"By the way, is my arm still there? I'd like to see if I can pick it up if I can. "Ye Liang has immortal skills, so it is not unacceptable to cut off limbs.

As soon as he finished saying this, he saw Han Li's eyes dodge for a moment.

"What the hell is going on!"

"He ate your arm!" Han Li said lightly.

Ye Liang's eyes trembled! He turned his head slightly, just in time to see the gong striker passing by, with half of the leftover hand bone pinned to his waist.

His eyes were hungry and thirsty, looking at the two people inside, Ye Liang just raised his head, and he left quietly.

He even showed a hint of regret!

"This brute!" Ye Liang scolded. Feeling the dull pain in his arm again, he quickly stabilized his mind. At this time, Han Li's palm also reached over.

She wiped her sweat worriedly for Ye Liang: "I'm sorry, Brother Ye." If I hadn't insisted on bringing you here, you wouldn't have suffered like this, I..."

Han Li suddenly burst into tears.

Ye Liang closed his eyes.

Falling into such a situation, he did have some resentment towards Han Li. However, when he saw Han Li's long hair fluttering, he still relented.

Women will always be Ye Liang's catastrophe!

"Don't worry, I don't blame you. It's just that you can't press my arm and touch the wound! Ye Liang grinned, and he moved his arm, signaling for Han Li's knee to hit the wound.

Han Li hurriedly gave in: "I'm sorry, Brother Ye!" I didn't mean to. Han Li was just about to apologize when he noticed Ye Liang's face smiling.

"Don't move, your teary eyes look like my Hinata." Ye Liang stroked Han Li's cheek with his other hand. Before you know how many years have passed.

He had hoped that after learning some fur, he would go back to see his family, but who knows how many years have passed after such a delay.

Perhaps Hinata has already practiced the method of cultivating the truth.

Or maybe Hinata didn't learn.

He's still a little worried.

"Don't worry, your big brother Ye won't blame you. Your brother Ye has always stood up alone, and he has never asked for help! Ye Liang comforted again.

At this time, Han Li, who was looking at Ye Liangzheng's fineness, finally couldn't help crying.

Tears came down in big numbers.

Ye Liang smiled.

He lay in a hard cell and slowly fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept.

By the time he woke up, a full hundred days had passed! He didn't know how many years had passed, but Han Li was counting, and every day that passed in his heart, Han Li used his finger to draw a fingerprint on the wall.

Because the wall was hard, she bit her finger directly.

Ye Liang looked at the hundred bloody fingers and clenched his fists.

In fact, the gong beaters outside are not strong!

He just had sharp claws, and maybe the gong as a weapon. But in essence, he's nothing more than a mad and ferocious dried corpse!

Ye Liang was not careless last time, and he would not have been pulled off by the other party.

He stood up.

The gong beaters outside came over every once in a while, and this had already been figured out by Han Li.

After Ye Liang knew about such a situation, he immediately had a plan. He took off all his clothes, leaving three points to cover his shame.

He made a dummy out of straw from his cell and put on his own clothes. Because Han Li was in the way, it was easy to think from the outside that Ye Liang was sleeping on the ground covered with straw!

That's it all.

Ye Liang quietly hid in the tunnel.

About half a pillar of incense passed, and the gong striker really came here. It's just that this time it's different, in addition to his greedy eyes, he actually has a key in his hand!

It depends on the situation, it is obvious that it is the key used to open the cell!

Han Li didn't know why he had found a set of keys, but she knew that he had come with a purpose for this gong striker today!

Sure enough!

The gong ringer stared at the door lock for a long time, and suddenly held up the key.

He frowned, as if thinking, "The key... Open the door... Key... Open the door...", muttered.

The gong striker shook his head and walked over. He first took the key in his hand, and after a little temptation, he pouted!

The key is wrong!

He looked for it again.

There are twenty or thirty keys here, and it looks like all of them.

The gong striker was also unlucky, he experimented with more than 20 keys, and still did not open the prison door. At this time, he suddenly picked up a key that glowed with blue light.

This key is different from the other keys in that it has a dragon pattern engraved on it. Half of the serration was broken.

He slipped the key in. Just as he was poking into the lock, the lock opened! There was a crunch in the cylinder.

Han Li's heart also chuckled!

"Da!"

The iron lock fell to the ground, and the cell door was slowly pushed open at this time, and the gong striker looked at Han Li, saliva flowed out drop by drop, his eyes were full of greed, and he began to walk inside.

The gong in his hand was also dropped, and he was like a big bad wolf that saw an aries, and the whole person rushed towards Han Li!

The speed was fast, but Han Li didn't hide at all. She looked at the gong striker without fear, because she knew that his hero would have to shelter her from the wind and rain today!

She's not afraid!

She doesn't need to be afraid!

"Peng!"

The gong striker was hit the head!

It was done by the gong he threw on the ground!

After Ye Liang crawled out of the tunnel behind the gong striker, he picked up the gong on the ground and smashed it towards the gong striker's head!

No matter what kind of corpse you are, your head will always be your life and death cover!

The gong striker straightened up.

He is like a pig who has been smashed, and the whole person straightens up in confusion! Seeing that he was not completely dead, Ye Liang raised the gong again and smashed it at the back of his head.

This time he showed no mercy, and he didn't stop until he smashed the back of the gong striker's head. Seeing that the dead air completely dissipated, he put the gong down.

The living demon who had eaten half of his arm finally ended his life in a prison cell.

Ye Liang fell to the ground.

The vitality recovered in the past hundred years has been used up, and he doesn't want to move now, he just wants to sleep.

With Han Li...