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"They all say that when they are unlucky, they stuff their teeth when they drink cold water, master, we are sitting in the hall alone, and sin falls from the sky, what is the matter?" The fat monk was a little annoyed, but more helpless.

Feng Qingyu stood on the edge of the cage and shouted loudly outside: "Hurry up and inform my eldest sister!" ”

Qilin Jin smiled coldly, turned around and left.

And in the cage next to us, a few demons who were so fat that they didn't even have necks were staring at the three of us.

They are very white and fat, and their noses are very round, I suspect that those are pig demons.

"Hmph."

The mouths of these demons let out a low humming sound, and the fat monk looked at the demons, and looked suspicious: "What are you looking at us like this?" ”

"Hmph."

They were still humming, and I noticed that the corners of their mouths were still drooling, and the way they looked at us was very wrong.

"Don't go over!" Feng Qingyu also looked at the demons and shouted at us.

The fat monk pointed at the chubby demons and said, "Look at them, their eyes are simply provocative." ”

The fat monk was already dissatisfied and aggrieved, but now he was stared at by several strange demons, and his anger came up at once.

But Feng Qingyu pointed to those demons and said to us: "These three are pig spirits. ”

"Hehe, it looks like it." The fat monk was happy, and seemed to have forgotten our situation at the moment.

"These three pig essences, a few days ago, in a palace, swallowed their masters alive." Feng Qingyu glanced at the three pig spirits.

"What?" The fat monk was stunned: "The pig spirit is so violent? ”

"It seems that I have been beaten for many years and have mental problems, and more than a dozen demon slaves have disappeared in the palace one after another, and none of them care, presumably those demon slaves have also been eaten by the three of them, so don't get too close." Feng Qingyu told us with a serious face.

The fat monk and I both took two steps back.

"This kind of demon that has gotten out of control is still here? Don't you send it to the Servant Pavilion? The fat monk asked puzzled.

Feng Qingyu shook his head: "The Qilin team has always had no rules to do things, and I don't know what is bad." ”

After Feng Qingyu finished speaking, he raised his sleeves and waved towards the ground, and the cockroaches under the hay began to quickly run towards the cage of the three pig spirits.

The three pig spirits were not only afraid, but also clapped their hands happily, and then squatted down and grabbed those cockroaches one by one and stuffed them into their mouths.

"Ugh!"

Now, I am already prone to nausea, and when I saw this scene, I couldn't help it, and I spit out a big mouthful of sour water.

"Master, you're okay, don't look at it, it's disgusting." The fat monk reached out and patted me on the back.

Feng Qingyu shouted outside: "Send a cup of tea!" ”

Outside the cage, there was naturally no reaction.

Feng Qingyu could only look at me and the fat monk, and said, "You guys are waiting here, I'll go find the eldest sister." ”

He said, and before we could respond, he turned around and disappeared without a trace.

"Huh? Eh, what about people? The fat monk was shocked: "His demon spirit has not been sealed?" ”

"Well, he's from the Feng clan." I leaned against the wall and sat down slowly on the hay.

I didn't eat anything, but when I vomited like this, I felt a hunger that I never felt before.

Some time ago, I always lost my appetite and couldn't swallow any pastries, but now I am locked up in an iron prison, and my stomach is starting to be hungry.

And, soon grunting, very uncomfortable.

"Master, are you hungry?" The fat monk asked, and began to search his body, but found nothing, and finally took a ginseng whisker, handed it to me, and said that he chewed it, and there was some taste in his mouth, so he was not so hungry.

"No, I'm not hungry." I looked at the fat monk's slightly pale face, and knew that he had not been hungry recently, so I didn't take the ginseng beard, but let the fat monk eat it himself.

The fat monk scratched his bald head a little embarrassed, saying that he was indeed a little hungry.

So, he put the ginseng whisker in his mouth and sat down next to me.

"Master, it's very cold here, I'm hot, you lean over." The fat monk said, and took the initiative to move towards me.

The warmth on his body can dispel the cold in this iron prison.

But thinking that the Qilin team was outside, if they saw it, they didn't know what dirty words they would say, so they still shook their heads at the fat monk and said no.

After about two hours, I was already shivering a little cold, and I didn't even put on a cloak in the hurry I came out today.

I curled up and leaned against the stone wall beside me, shivering.

The fat monk had a ginseng whisker in his mouth, and had fallen asleep on the hay.

But I was frozen and stiff because of the cold breath in the iron prison, and this cold was accompanied by an indescribable hunger.

It's like I'm hungry to the extreme, my throat is sore, and it's very uncomfortable.

After leaning against the stone wall for a long time, I estimated that the sky outside must have dawned.

But Feng Qingyu never returned, and I don't know if Feng Qingxuan has been found.

"Bang bang bang."

As I was thinking about it, I saw Kirin Jin's men, I don't know when, had walked up to our cage and was holding a stick and beating the edge of the cage.

"What do you want to do? Let us go. I frowned and glared at him.

"Hmph, it's still hard now, and when it comes to Jiuxiao in a while, look at your mouth, it's still not so hard." As soon as he said that, he let out a "bang" and pulled off the chain tied to the iron cage.

Glancing at me and the fat monk in the cage, he motioned for us to go out.

He actually didn't feel the slightest surprise at Feng Qingyu's sudden disappearance.

The fat monk looked at me, and I nodded slightly at him, and then the two of us got out of the iron prison and followed Qilin Jin's men to the main hall of the escort team above.

In the main hall, Qilin Jin was holding a large porcelain cup, drinking something.

I didn't need to look at it, just smelling it, I knew that the cup was fresh blood, and the unicorn gold swallowed it in one gulp, and I swallowed it too, and the feeling of hunger hit my heart.

"What are you waiting for? Escort to the car. Kirin Jin said, licking the corners of his mouth.

And his subordinates pushed me and the fat monk and went out of the main hall directly to their front yard, where two prisoner carts were parked.

"What do you mean by that? We didn't make a mistake at all, so why should we be dragged through the streets like criminals? When the fat monk looked at the prisoner car, his face turned blue with anger.

This prisoner's cart, which also exists in the mortal world, is the prisoner who has committed a capital crime and sits on the street before the execution.