In the Wuguo prison, Li Qingxian leaned against the rough wall, and the wounds stuck to his clothes, frozen together. The slightest involvement will pierce the pain of the heart. A squirrel climbed the high windowsill along the dead vines and threw the pine cone hidden in its mouth into Li Qingxian's face.

Li Qingxian opened his eyes and saw a few squirrels jumping on the windowsill in the dim light.

They worked together to drag a bamboo tube onto the windowsill and poured out the snow water inside little by little towards Li Qingxian's lips.

Li Qingxian, who had not entered a drop of water for so long, opened his mouth and desperately tried his best to pick up the only water source.

The narrow windowsill was full of small squirrels. One by one, they threw berries into Li Qingxian's mouth.

I don't know where they got their berries from in the ice and snow, but they are still warm. Li Qingxian knew that ordinary wild squirrels would not be so humane. These must have been driven by Su Yuexian's beast power, and they came here to give him food.

It's just that Su Yuexian has now drunk the potion given by the Holy King and the internal power has been sealed, and the power of the imperial beast has also been affected to a certain extent. It's not easy to manipulate such a few little guys for him. I don't know where she is now, if it's okay.

Although Li Qingxian was still hungry after eating the berries, he was barely able to hold on.

Suddenly, there was a string of footsteps in the empty tunnel.

The dark dungeon was lit up little by little by torches. The two jailers scolded and smashed Li Qingxian's cell door with short sticks in their hands.

One of them yawned and said angrily, "Is the one inside dead?" Don't die, come over and eat! ”

The other tall and thin man was more cautious and said, "Xiongda, Your Highness said that you want him to live until tomorrow." He still has a rope tied to him, how can he eat? Let's bring the food in. ”

"Cut, do you want Lao Tzu to serve a death row prisoner? There are no doors! I'm going to send it, I'm going to send it! Humpty Dumpty leaned against the cell door and glanced at Li Qingxian in disgust.

The tall and thin man opened the cell door and walked in with two bowls of food.

Humpty Dumpty yawned again and turned away, "Tomorrow is over, and I won't die yet." It's the difference between a full ghost and a hungry ghost, don't talk about it, Xionger, you just stay here and toss, Lao Tzu goes back to sleep and sleeps in the cage. ”

As he spoke, Humpty Dumpty's figure swayed and faded out of sight.

Li Qingxian looked at the tall and thin jailer who had a chopstick and green vegetables handed over in front of him, and asked weakly, "Why did the Holy King suddenly bring me food?" ”

Jailer Yuji didn't answer the question, but said, "Some people eat so much nonsense!" ”

"You don't say, how do I know if there's poison in this food?" Li Qingxian turned his face away.

The jailer rolled his eyes and said, "Tomorrow our Highness will have a happy event. You must live until tomorrow! ”

Li Qingxian lowered his head, and his eyes showed a fox-like gleam. He frowned: "I don't think whether I can live until tomorrow has nothing to do with whether I have enough to eat." ”

"What does that have to do with that?" The tall and lanky jailer asked immediately. Well, if this prisoner doesn't live until tomorrow night, the Holy King will have his head removed.

Li Qingxian tapped the rope on his body with his chin and said, "Do you see this silk thread on my body?" It strangled me all over my body, and the wounds were bleeding constantly, and if I left it alone, I would definitely die. ”

Yuji looked Li Qingxian up and down, and the moon-white dress on his body was indeed full of scars, which was shocking.

"Go find me a knife and borrow your torch to use."

"What do you want to do? I tell you, don't try to play tricks! This is a special prison designed by the Holy King himself, and there are many traps. ”

"Oh? It turns out that it's one of his big / inventions again? Li Qingxian hooked the corners of his mouth contemptuously, and deliberately pretended to be very helpless and said, "That...... I'm not going to be able to escape. So, why should the jailer's eldest brother worry? I just want to go to prison unfettered like any other prisoner. ”

The tall and thin jailer scratched his head, feeling that what Li Qingxian said made sense.

This is not an ordinary prison, but a "peerless prison" created by His Royal Highness the Holy King who spent a whole year to design and spend a lot of money to purchase famous works such as "Luban No. 13" and "Luban 205" scattered all over the place.

"You can't escape the palm of our Highness." The tall, lanky jailer snorted and pulled out the dagger from his waist.

"This dagger was a good fellow given to me by His Highness two years ago. Sharpen iron like mud, peel apple skin without residue. Sharp anomalous! ”

“…… Awesome. ”

"That's it! I heard that you robbed the beloved woman of our Highness? It's overwhelming! Where are you like our Highness! ”

"Well, it's not comparable. Your Highness is the best in the world. ”

"You're a bit self-aware. Come on, tell me. How do you cut the rope on your body with a dagger and a torch? The thin and tall jailer was in a clear mood when he heard Li Qingxian's words, and picked up the torch on the wall next to him and asked.

Li Qingxian glanced at the silk threads on his body, and he remembered that when he was blindfolded and taken to the prison before, the jailer who escorted him accidentally tripped over. He accidentally crashed into a torch in the hand of a nearby jailer.

At that time, Li Qingxian obviously felt that the silk thread on his body that had been burned by the fire swelled, as if it was a plastic that was very afraid of high temperatures, and it would be deformed.

However, it was later cooled down by the temperature in the room. The thread was once again tightly wrapped around his flesh.

So, Li Qingxian wanted to give it a try. Wouldn't it be useful to roast the dagger red and then cut the silk threads on his body?

"What?!" The jailer listened to Li Qingxian's words and said in surprise: "Are you crazy? These threads are almost stuck in your flesh, and if the dagger is to be roasted red, it must be rolling/scalding/scalding! If it touches your flesh, it will be more painful than death! ”

"It's okay, I can stand it." Li Qingxian said indifferently.

I heard that this death row prisoner was a eunuch of Yun Qiguo. I didn't expect the eunuch to have such a tough guy side. The image of Li Qingxian in the eyes of the jailer couldn't help but be a little taller.

"That'...... You wait. I'll help you untie it now. ”

The jailer wrapped several cloths around his hands before he dared to hold the dagger and roast it on the flame repeatedly, until the dagger was red, he quickly grabbed a piece of silk thread on Li Qingxian's body with one hand, and rubbed the fiery red blade close to his skin and flesh and rubbed the silk thread back and forth.

This unknown silk thread is really "tenacious", and it took about dozens of cuts before it snapped off.

Li Qingxian's skin was almost burned, and the sweat-soaked hair stuck to his pale cheeks. Without the restraint of silk threads, the blood in his body flowed slowly, making his long-forbidden body numb and painful.

What kind of human suffering is this? Li Qingxian fell to the ground, curled up in pain.

The tall and thin jailer looked at him half-dead and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Since you have regained your freedom, I will put my job here." Remember to eat it yourself! ”

"Jailer, wait a minute." Li Qingxian gasped slightly and called the jailer.

"What else is going on with you?"

"Can I ask you one more person?"

"It's the girl who was caught with you, right?" The jailer didn't expect a eunuch to be quite bloody, and he was still thinking about women when he died.

Li Qingxian nodded, "She...... Luckily? ”

"Yes, very! She will become the princess of our Highness tomorrow. No, it should be the queen of our martial kingdom. Tomorrow, the Empress will announce the abdication of the throne and pass the throne to His Royal Highness. Tomorrow is really a big day of double happiness, as for you......" The jailer shook his head and sighed, "Don't be delusional anymore, Your Highness, by grace, allow you to drink a glass of wine and then wait for death." So you're in luck, and you'll get a good night's sleep tonight! ”

"I see." Li Qingxian's eyes were dark, and sweat dripped down his chin and fell onto the dusty ground.

After the jailer explained to him, his muscles and veins had returned to normal. The hands and feet are finally no longer numb.

"Brother Jailer, thank you so much for today. As a token of gratitude, I still have a little silver on me. I'm a dying man anyway, so I might as well honor you for all this. Li Qingxian said as he sat up from the ground and put his hand into his sleeve.

When the jailer heard this, his eyes lit up. Running over and squatting down in front of him, "Count you kid acquaintance, I heard that you have amassed countless treasures in the Twilight Mountain, if you give them to me today, I will definitely burn you every year after you die......"

Before the jailer finished speaking, the whole person was pulled towards Li Qingxian extremely quickly. He snorted, his eyes widened, and his pupils drifted away......

Li Qingxian's cold voice sounded in his ears: "Okay, as a thank you, I will burn paper for you every year today." ”

Li Qingxian pulled out the dagger that had been stabbed in the jailer's abdomen just now, took off the gorgeous robe on his body and threw it on the ground. The jailer fell to the ground, and a cloud of dust rose from the ground.

Li Qingxian indifferently took off the jailer's clothes and changed them, and then locked the cell door. When you turn to leave, throw the torch behind you.

The spark rolled down to the straw and immediately burned.