"Has the empress come back?"

The jailer looked at him like a madman. "Oh, don't shout, ask a hundred and eighty questions a day, and I'll say it one last time! The first emperor you said has passed away, and yesterday was a national funeral. With that, the jailer turned and left, for fear of getting bad luck.

"Really, it's not good for me to take care of someone, but to take care of this crazy person, it's noisy to death."

Covered in injuries, he slowly leaned back against the wall of the cage and closed his eyes.

"It's the Fifteenth Day"

The bronze cage wall was cold and oozing bones, and he sat up again, pranayama and cast spells, wanting to continue to explore the breath of the female monarch.

On the fifteenth, he would use a spell to sense the breath of the female monarch every other hour, but it never worked.

It's the same this time.

He felt the coolness coming from the bronze cage wall, and his heart was cold. He didn't dare to wonder if the man who had dug him out of the pile of dead men had perished as everyone had said.

The prison was made of bronze stone, which he had negotiated with her, and bronze was not affected by spells and was used to prevent anyone from escaping.

At that time, he was still the twenty-largest general under her seat.

And now......

He didn't want her to save her.

It's to want her to live.

Since five days ago, he was imprisoned on trumped-up charges, imprisoned in a bronze cage isolated from spells, suspended in the air, guarded by four snakes, and whipped the divine body with a broken thorn whip, and the purple lightning directly split the divine soul.

Someone wanted him dead.

After thinking about it, he understood that what that person wanted was not only his death, but also the death of the empress.

He is the empress's confidant and the biggest threat to that person. But he didn't understand who it was who set up such a big game and wanted to kill them one by one.

He struggled to stand, he had too many wounds on his body.

"Poof-" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Damage Twenty fell suddenly.

Before he closed his eyes, he seemed to see that the person he was so worried about was standing in front of him, and whispered to him, "I'm here." ”

His mind went blank, and he only vaguely remembered. The afterglow flowing from outside the iron window brought the magnificent color to her, and her eyes flowed like a crumpled endless sea.

*

Zhufeng is a werewolf.

Looking at the skinless Twenty in the bronze cage vomiting blood and falling to the ground, Ruan looked entangled when playing.

From the information given by the system, she knew that the delicate little white face in front of her who was tortured to the point of being skinless was the henchman of the original owner, the former General Danqiu.

His parents both died in the civil strife in Danqiu before the original owner ascended the throne, and after the original owner rescued and damaged the twenty, they supported each other to this day.

But after she failed to split the cage for the tenth time, she realized that this cage didn't seem to be affected by the Five Elements Spell, and if she wanted to save Damage Twenty, she could only come with her bare hands.

In a hurry, she called the system thousands of times in her heart, but it was as enthusiastic as fire, and as cold as ice, Fang Cai was still excited, but she had been directing her system excitedly, but she pretended to be deaf and dumb, ignoring her paging for support.

She was pitted.

Ruan looked at his white and tender little hands, and his heart was quite entangled. She wasn't so cold-blooded, and she was indifferent to watching a man with bruises all over her body faint in front of her eyes, but the worst injury she had ever suffered since she was a child was just a tin cut on her calf, and she looked at the cage in front of her that was covered with iron thorns and was still electrified...... It's really empty.

Just now, with the help of the system, she successfully came to the snake prison, and in order to knock all the people outside the prison unconscious, the snakes in the prison closed their eyes and killed them cleanly, wasting a lot of time.

Ruan frowned.

It seems that the time for ten teas is almost up.

Complete one's misery.

Before Ruan Xi could catch her breath, a huge divine power suppressed Ruan Xishi's body, and she instantly knelt on the ground, beads of sweat mixed with blood falling from her forehead.

This is the coercion of the ancient gods, maybe it is the opportunity given by the gods along the way, although the divine power is majestic and heavy, it has no attack power.

Even so, it was very difficult for Ruan to lift his arms during the play.

She fell to the ground gasping for breath, time was running out.

The bloody aura here is so heavy that it will soon attract others, and even if she is reminded by the system, she has been hiding her aura, and it will fall short.

Now, it has to be opened with bare hands.

Ruan pursed his lips and straightened up a little bit.

"Someone robbed the prison!"

"Someone has robbed the prison!"

Through the bronze stone door, Ruan heard the voices of people a few meters away when he was playing.

Someone found out here!

"Bang--"

Ruan released a few handfuls of the divine power in her body when playing, stood up, forward, long pain is better than short pain, she slammed open the bronze cage with the palm of her hand, and the spikes of the climbing railing pierced into her palm, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

The divine power was forcibly released excessively, shaking the injured divine soul and implicating the problem that she had fallen in the ruins fifteen days ago. Under the injury on the injury, Ruan's face turned pale in an instant, the corners of his lips overflowed with blood, and his figure was about to fall.

"Quick! The people in the back keep up! Someone robbed the prison!"

"In the bronze cage! Hurry!"

The footsteps are getting closer and closer, and the footsteps are getting more and more.

Ruan Xi swallowed a mouthful of blood and grabbed the wound in her palm fiercely, the pain made her chaotic eyes clear in an instant.

Carrying the coercion of the ancient gods and the strong pulling power, Ruan clenched his left hand and cast a trick with his right hand, burning a raging blue flame all over his body, step by step, striving forward.

"Quick! Break open the stone door!"

"The people are inside!"

"Boom-"

When the dust settled, thousands of elite soldiers rushed into the prison with weapons in hand.

There was nothing but the four dying snakes and hundreds of corpses in front of him.

Outside Danqiu, Ruan was lying on the ground physically and mentally exhausted, wanting to cry without tears: this time it was a big loss.

Injury after injury, just when she was about to fall into a coma, Ruan Xishi suddenly felt as if she was being embraced extremely gently, and the pain all over her body seemed to be comforted by cool water, and she felt a lot better.

In a trance, she only saw the man's crow-blue clothes, and before she could take a closer look, she fell into a deep sleep, as if someone was whispering in her ears.

"Sleep, don't be afraid".