Resisting the urge to laugh with a "oh he-he-he" at the end of the sentence, he immediately rushed to the window of the room.

She quietly opened the window, and in the abyssal darkness, the view of the courtyard appeared dimly

The air outside was a little cold, but it was far from the island's freezing temperatures.

If anything, it's just cool for the current hot temperature.

After making sure that there were no guards in the courtyard, he ran back to the bed and picked up the silk sheet and tore it open to a long rope.

Tie the long rope tightly to the foot of the bed and throw the other end out the window.

Then, I stretched the rope to confirm the strength, not forgetting to feel the breath of the guards on the other side of the door, it seemed that it should be fine......

Nowadays, things like climbing trees have gone through several planes, and they have become generally adept.

If she could, she would prefer to have something like a tree trunk or a pillar outside the window that could be reached by her hands.

However, there is not even a platform to step on outside, so this is the only way left.

Roll up the wide sleeves of the troubled aristocracy, and now step over the window frame and hold the rope.

While looking at the end of the rope dangling between the window and the ground, I grabbed it carefully and moved down from the window......

She prayed that the rope was long enough, but she noticed it right away......

"Split...... ......Hearing this unlucky voice, Jinchao's face suddenly turned pale.

Obviously, he hadn't climbed a few steps, and the rope had already begun to break.

Deceitful, etc......

In an instant, Jinchao's body lost its support and fell on the soft turf of the courtyard.

There was a "poof" sound, and the ass hit the ground defenselessly.

"It hurts!!" Jin Chao immediately swallowed the screams that came to his mouth, and almost fainted in pain.

Although she didn't make any loud noises because of the turf, the pain from her tail vertebrae made her barely breathe.

Whining...... It hurts......

But now is not the time to stop where you are and grunt, you have to find a way to stand up.

Looking at the window hanging down the broken silk rope, she couldn't help but shudder.

The room was much higher than she expected, although she thought it was okay just now because the courtyard was very dark and she couldn't see clearly.

It seems that it should be said that it is a great luck to fall from this height and only hit the buttocks.

Forget it, a good result means that everything is fine, at least not yet discovered by the guards in the room.

Clenching his fists and making up his mind, Jinzhao rubbed his sore spot as he staggered away and walked towards the dark courtyard......

Narrow and heavy walls, long stone steps.

With a lantern in hand, he descended into the darkness with no light, and as the humid air around him gradually became around, a musty dungeon gradually appeared in front of him.

The entrance to the rocky dungeon is guarded by two people, who usually play cards by candlelight, but today they are uncharacteristically guarded.

The reason for this is because the prime minister of the palace has been frequently visiting the dungeon recently.

The prime minister's target is the innermost boy in the dungeon.

The wounded hands were handcuffed and hung up, and since they were brought here, they have been locked up in prison without even a single resistance.

His body was engraved with many tortured scars, and his white skin was bruised everywhere, making him look like a dead man.

Glancing coldly, Murong opened the lock of the stone prison and stepped into the prison gracefully, "It seems that even you have become weak." ”

Murong grabbed the short hair tightly and pulled the young man's lowered head up, "I went to see her just now, and it's the girl who is now renamed Yixi." ”

Feng Gu finally reacted to the name in Murong's words, and slowly opened his eyes......

Wear it 101 times: male god, handsome and explosive!