A day is not long, but only twelve hours.

Tang Jiaren was tired of running for her life, tossing and turning in many places, going through personnel, being injured, and really tired in this day. If she hadn't eaten too much recently, and there was a lot of strength in her body to support her, she would have collapsed by now.

Even so, she rested several times in a row before she ran to the vicinity of the black cliff in one go, picked up a wooden stick, and successfully knocked out the guards on the black cliff with the strength of one person.

No one put a wooden cart for her, so she put the wooden cart under the black cliff herself, then pulled other people's clothes, wrapped her hands, and climbed down the rope.

This downward process was really painful for her.

Tang Jiaren couldn't understand why that kind of thing hurt at the beginning of the approach, the process was a little fluttery, but in the end, it was so comfortable that his mind was blank? Now that I moved, it began to hurt again. What's the matter, is this an injury? If she was injured there, was Qiu Yuebai also injured?

She couldn't open her eyes at the time, and she didn't know where he touched hers, and next time, she would have to look closely. Compared with the last comfort, the pain at first was still bearable. Big deal, she bites a chicken leg. As soon as she ate it, she forgot about the pain.

Tang Jiaren has no mother, no one talks to her about experience, everything is up to herself.

The bad thing is that she doesn't understand, she is destined to make jokes, and she is also destined to give men a headache; Good things are fearless to the ignorant. Those so-called dogmas of propriety, righteousness, and shame have nothing to do with her. She wants to be happy, that's all.

Tang Jiaren went all the way down to the bottom of the black cliff, entered the last cell in the dark, passed through the downward entrance, passed through the dark blue berries, and quietly came to the place where the battle sky was.

I don't know if it was the two sugar cakes that gave Zhan Cangqiong some inspiration, he was falling into the realm of selflessness, and he tried his best to open the passage of the eighth layer of martial arts.

His facial features are profound, his upper body is covered with a layer of white true qi, and he looks like an unsympathetic god of war.

Tang Jiaren had never seen this kind of battle, Tang Buxiu always lay on the bed and leaned on sleep all day long, and occasionally snored a few times, and it was over.

She didn't bother recklessly, but quietly observed for a while, but she never saw Zhan Cangqiong open her eyes, and she couldn't help but feel a little frizzy in her heart, for fear that he would be endless like this and miss the martial arts battle. So, she stabbed the sky with the wooden stick she picked up, and whispered, "Hey...... ”

The battle sky did not react.

Tang Jiaren retracted the wooden stick, turned in a different direction, and stabbed the sky with the spiked end.

Xu was a little anxious in his heart, and his hands were a little ruthless, only to hear a thud, and the wooden stick with a pointed tip actually poked into the waist of the battle firmament.

Tang Jiaren was shocked, pulled out a wooden stick, and looked at the battle sky.

Zhan Cangqiong was staring at Tang Jiaren with a pair of dark eyes, and the wooden stick that Tang Jiaren was holding in the palm of his hand instantly turned into sawdust and fell to the ground.

Tang Jiaren watched Zhan Cangqiong's fingers move, and immediately put it into his arms, took out a stack of rice paper full of words, unfolded it, and motioned Zhan Cangqiong to look at the first one.

The first one reads: I can let you out.

The battle firmament slowly stood up, and the iron-colored dark iron that locked the four made a small cracking sound.

Tang Jiaren immediately flipped to the second one and wrote: You help me do one thing. Nod in agreement.

Zhan Cangqiong stared at Tang Jiaren, his eyes were terrifying.

Tang Jiaren turned to the third sheet with great force, and wrote: Help me fight! Beat up the martial arts heroes.

Zhan Cangqiong lowered his eyes and looked at those words, and finally nodded.

Why not do something so simple?

Tang Jia's heart was overjoyed, turned to the fourth page, and wrote: Squat.

Zhan Tianqiong slowly crouched down.

Tang Jiaren turned to the fifth page and wrote: Get up.

The battle firmament slowly stood up.

Tang Jiaren turned to the sixth page and wrote: Seeing that you are true to your word, I will let you out.

Emotionally, she was testing whether the battle sky would listen to her. Seeing that Zhan Cang was quite obedient, she felt a little at ease, so she took out the private seal that Qiu Yuebai gave her and wanted to open the boning prison.

The qi and blood in the chest of the battle firmament rolled, and it was actually a pop, and a mouthful of blood was spit out.

Tang Jiaren heard the movement, looked back at the battle sky, and not only saw blood, but also ...... I also saw Zhan Cangqiong fainting in the boning prison, convulsing constantly.

Tang Jiaren's body shook, and she was about to faint when she saw it. She bit her tongue and regained a sense of clarity. However, the feeling of dizziness is everywhere. She staggered forward in a daze, slamming her head against the wall. This time, I finally knocked out. If I knew this, it would be better to see a bloody faint, at least I don't have to suffer twice.

Tang Jiaren was lying in the empty dungeon with her back to the battle sky, and the first two petals appeared on her forehead, shaking off the silver ash and nourishing the third petal. The third petal, just a small one, curled up, not yet stretched.

The room is filled with a strange fragrance, wafting out. This time, the fragrance is obviously stronger and more enticing than ever.

The battle firmament that was poked by Tang Jiaren was obviously very uneasy after fainting, and his body was shaking, but at this time, he slowly became peaceful, and even his breathing seemed much smoother.

Those who were held in other cells came to the bars in fascination, sniffing the smell. When they open their eyes, they go from being at a loss to being greedy and covetous.

The taste is so tempting. They really want to taste it, and it's best to bite it between their lips and teeth to crush the juice. Even if you swallow just one bite, this life is enough.

The cell where the red lady was held was pitch black, but there was a sound of smoking, squeaking...... Squeaky ......

Unkempt, the red lady crouched on top of a corpse, sucking the last bit of the clean man's blood. The smell wafting from Tang Jiaren's body made her stunned for a moment.

She remembered that the master had said that the person who devoured the fruit was like a fruit tree, and every time it grew, it would exude an attractive smell. The smell is mouth-watering, and I want to swallow it in one bite!

This taste...... It seems to be the taste described by the master.

The red lady swallowed a mouthful of saliva and let out a grunt. She suddenly turned her head and looked at the bar.

Her face was covered with dried blood, and her hair was sticky, and she couldn't see it at all. When the occasional clean skin is no longer full of folds, but smooth as a twenty-eight girl.

She climbed over the bar, trying to look out. Everywhere I looked, there were only the damn blue berries, and I couldn't see anyone or anything.

She swallowed hard and cried, "Help me!" Help me...... ”

If anyone hears and comes to save her, she will kill him and escape!

Qiu Yue is white and unkind, she will not let him go. There are many ways to retaliate, and she must let him taste the most painful one! Of course, at the moment, none of this matters.

The important thing is the taste. What did that smell come from? Or rather, from whom?

No, she had to swallow the taste. It doesn't matter if that flavor belongs to the fruit or to whom!

If she succeeds, she will have an ageless appearance. The words "eternal youth" make people tremble all over the body when they think about it. At that time, whether it is the heroes of the rivers and lakes or the supreme of the Demon Sect, they will all bow down under her pomegranate skirt. Even that autumn moon white will kneel and lick her toes, begging her to give her a night of romance.

Hahaha...... Hahahaha......

The red lady was excited and tried to call people over with various voices. Seductive, delicate, weak, pathetic...... She tried her best, but no one came. She began to wonder if she was hallucinating. Does this taste really exist?

The other wicked people who heard the voice of the red lady couldn't bear it anymore.

They haven't touched a woman for as long as they haven't seen the light of day.

In order to resist the biting cold, they practiced martial arts all day long, and they should have benefited a lot, but they always died of madness at the last moment. Xu, this is retribution and heavenly punishment, so that they will not be able to escape this damn cage for the rest of their lives.

The heart that should have been desperate became extremely excited after hearing the cry of the red lady.

Where there are women, there is hope!

Even if there is no hope of escaping, you must change your life and be refreshed!

The wicked people became agitated, some knocked on the iron bar, some shouted rude and degrading words in a hoarse voice, and some people slammed their bodies against the iron bar, madly trying to rush to the place where the red lady was.

They felt that this tempting smell must have come from the woman who had just shouted for help.

For a while, the entire real black cliff hidden in the world went crazy.

The wicked people were already good at martial arts, but now they attacked at the same time, and they actually hit the iron fence rattling, stone chips flew down, and the entire black cliff shook slightly.

The design under the black cliff is very hidden, and the boning prison at the center of the flower is the most independent, and some of the small cells located outside the petals cannot see or hear the conversations in the boning prison. It's just that the taste of this kind of thing, it's pervasive. It drifted apart, and it was only then that the wicked began to stir up.

Tang Jiaren was awakened by the shock, and the three petals between her foreheads were like a timid naughty child, swishing back into her body and disappearing in an instant.

Tang Jiaren smelled the floating smell in the air, and said secretly: What smell, so good?

Raising his hand, he sniffed his body with a confused expression. Just because the smell seems to come from her body.

If she runs hard, there will be a faint special fragrance on her body, but the smell has never been so obvious.

The beautiful woman sniffed her armpits, took off her shoes and sniffed her feet, and felt that the smell was really coming from herself. When she thought of it, when others stretched out their feet, there was a smell of stinky feet, and when she stretched out her feet, it was a seductive fragrance, and she couldn't help but smile smugly.

It seems that the poison that she has eaten since she was a child has finally been transformed into a pleasant aroma after sixteen years of brewing.

Tang Jiaren, why are you so powerful?!

Tang Jiaren was afraid to get up, and suddenly thought of the purpose of her trip, and hurriedly turned her head to look at the chest of the battle firmament.

It's good, it's alive.