Suddenly, Wang Freeze, who was intoxicated, was in high spirits, "Come out, you see, this is the baby I told you." ”

When Jiang Xueyin saw the baby, her stomach turned over and over, and she wanted to vomit but had nothing to vomit. She only felt very uncomfortable, there was something in her throat that made her unhappy not to vomit, but she couldn't vomit.

It was covered with a layer of stuff, and it looked oily, white, like snot hanging under a child's nose, and it was disgusting.

Jiang Xueyin's face turned crimson for a while, and she felt the hot soup, "You...... You...... You...... I even thought about it...... Disgusting...... Perverted ......"

"Where did you think of it?" Wang Leng looked aggrieved, and after speaking, she didn't care about Jiang Xueyin's scolding, she pulled up her dirty robe and wiped it vigorously.

Then, it opened it carefully, but saw that the oiled paper was wrapped in a square thing the size of a grain of rice, which was crystal clear.

"Big-big-make me bigger, big ......" Wang Leng's mouth vibrated with words, and the little thing in the small square seemed to understand what it said, obediently became bigger, big and big, and finally became a book.

Wang Leng carefully picked it up again, and bowed down to Jiang Xue's head and said, "Holy Jade, please take a look, this will be the key to getting you out of trouble." ”

Jiang Xueyin was confused by its actions, it turned out that that guy was really not playing hooligan, it turned out that he was really messing with his baby, it turned out that everything was wrong by himself.

"You should hurry up and take it to cultivate, my body is about to stiffen. If this is not tradition, you are not worthy of my knees. Wang Leng buried his head and complained: "I am a very traditional person, and I am also a person who abides by tradition, but you can't let me kneel down." ”

Jiang Xueyin, who had weak energy, walked with weak steps, picked up the book and sat back in the corner of the wall with weak energy, "I'm about to starve to death now, how can I have the strength to cultivate it?" ”

"Don't, if you don't cultivate it, you won't have a chance to get out." Wang Leng heard that Jiang Xueyin was about to give up struggling, and squeaked in a hurry, "You hurry up and cultivate, and then you can use the Qilin bracelet, and you may summon back the army of eight hundred demon beasts that were taken away by Cai Zexia, a traitor, and with them, we will have a chance to be free." ”

"Hurry up, you can bear with it first, you can cultivate the part of the unicorn first, and when you go out, you are free, and then you can cultivate the part of the butterfly." Wang Leng urged, it was really affected by the life in prison, and it had long wanted to return to the outside world of flowers.

Jiang Xue kept swallowing her saliva, she was so hungry, dizzy, and weak.

She hadn't been so hungry for a long time, but when she heard Wang Leng say that this could summon the army of eight million demon beasts that were taken away by Cai Zexia, she felt that she couldn't just wait for the ball god.

Even if the Ball God was not as overwhelmed as Wang Leng said, he might have starved to death by the time it came.

Therefore, she still has to try the method given by Wang Leng first, and it is always good to have a little more hope.

"The Book of Purple Brocade?"

Jiang Xueyu skimmed through the whole book and returned to the Qilin part, and then began to cultivate according to the book.

"Tao gives birth to one, life to two, two to three, three to all things, all things are negative yin and yang, and the impulse is thought to be ......"

"The Tao moves repeatedly, everything is a dog, and everything is used by me......"

"If you want to be weak, you will strengthen it, and if you want to take it, you will ...... it"

"The so-called cultivation of immortals not only senses the implicit universe from the explicit universe, so as to find the location of the Xuanmen, but also reaches the Xuantong world, and senses or conforms to the automatic force of the Dao system, so as to take advantage of the mind between heaven and earth......

……

Jiang Xueyin found that this "Purple Brocade Book" was similar to what the Thirteenth Disciple said, so she took out Qiongzhang's medium and established an induction with Taishang while cultivating the "Purple Brocade Book".

In the dense breath, she saw in a trance that things were in a trance, there were things in a trance, and there were images in a trance......

Like a trance, things are in a trance, can't see, can't hear, can't fight......

"Can't fight?" Jiang Xueyu suddenly remembered the Bowei laboratory, "That laboratory is called Bowei, what does it mean?" ”

Then, she found that she was not hungry and full of energy, "Am I becoming?" Great, I finally made it. ”

She ran to Wang Leng excitedly, and did not dislike its dirtiness, pulling Wang Leng's hands, and kept repeating that she had succeeded.

Of course, Wang Leng was also happy for her, and suddenly, it booed Jiang Xueyin to continue to be weak, "Someone is coming, you continue to pretend to be dead, don't be discovered by them." ”

Then, on its own, it retreated into the corner and fell asleep.

Jiang Xueyin also retreated to the corner, her eyes were scattered, pretending to be listless, and she looked like she was about to die.

It wasn't long before the sound of rattling chains, the clattering of doors opened, followed by the clattering of footsteps.

Feng Yuejing squatted down and looked at the food on the ground with her hands behind her back, "Doesn't she still eat anything?" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." The warden replied.

Feng Yuejing picked up a piece of grass and kept pulling the food on the plate, the dishes were all made by the imperial chefs in the imperial dining room, there were wine vinegar white kidneys, there were branded doves, there were goose meat, there were sheep bones with yuan juice, plus a soup of green shrimp and spicy soup, and a bowl of fragrant rice.

Fengyue Mirror praised it: "Imperial meal, you don't even eat imperial meal?" Do you know how many people in the world can't eat if you want to? ”

Jiang Xueyin ignored him, and let him say it in a daze, Jiang Xueyin just lay motionless in the corner.

Thinking that Fengyue Jing had begun to get used to the feeling of not having Jiang Xue drink back, he continued: "Imperial Meal, this name just sounds like a golden name, but it symbolizes the richness and delicacy of power and luxury, which is the fantasy of countless people in the world. ”

"Don't you really want to eat at all?" Feng Yuejing threw away the straw in her hand, stood up, and said to the warden: "Look for the door, I want to see how hungry she is, and she still refuses to eat." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." The warden said that his hands and feet were very sharp, and he opened the door with a bang.

Then, she said respectfully, "Your Majesty, please." ”

"You go outside and keep guard, don't let people in, especially the sect leader's wife, she will notify me as soon as she comes." Feng Yuejing walked towards Jiang Xueyin as she spoke, with a sadistic look in her eyes.

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

"Jiang Xue drink, Jiang Xue drink, how can you do it without eating or drinking like this? If you want to fight, you have to eat and drink enough, and only when you have the strength can you have the capital to fight with me. Feng Yuejing said.

After a long time, he didn't hear Jiang Xue drink with him, and Fengyue Mirror continued, "Huh? Look at the way you look now, your eyes are scattered, listless, and you are even uglier than a yellow-faced woman. Why are you torturing yourself like this? ”