"Yi'er, think of a way to make it less manic."

"Can't cry, can't be afraid, can't be anxious, hurry up and find a way to let that giant baby be restless for a while......" Ye Qingyi muttered to hint that he should be calm.

can't blame Ye Qingyi for being afraid and anxious, imagine how a young lady who grew up in a honey pot in modern society has the opportunity to see such an extremely dangerous and terrifying scene.

Ye Qingyi gradually regained some consciousness under the hint of self-comfort. She thought to herself, no matter how terrible the giant baby is, it is essentially a baby, how can she coax the baby?

That's right, children's rhyme!

I don't know if it works, Ye Qingyi has no time to think about it, and now that the situation is in crisis, she can only open her mouth and sing the most familiar children's song tune.

"Little swallow, dressed in flowers, every spring...... Come here......"

As soon as the giant baby imp heard someone singing, the movements of his hand slowed down by half a beat, and Hua Jun Mo noticed such a change, and immediately shouted loudly: "Yi'er, it has an effect, continue." ”

"Little snail, Di Di Di blow the seagull listen to the wings of the flying little snail, Di Di Di blow the waves listen to the smile of the small snail, Di Di Di blow the sound of the ship to return to the small snail, Di blow Abba listen to the quick return......"

"A little bee, fly into the flowers, fly, fly. Two little rats, run to the granary, eat, eat. Three little cats, go catch the little mouse, chase, chase......"

……

The more Ye Qingyi sang, the more energetic he became, the more he sang, the more he sang, the more resentment around the giant baby ghost seemed to be not so strong, and its movements gradually became a little slower.

"Yi'er, it's good, go on, try to appease ......"

"Sleep, sleep, my dear darling, mother's hands gently shake you, sleep, sleep, my dear baby, mother's hands gently shake you, cradle shakes you......"

Ye Qingyi's voice became more and more gentle and low, and the giant baby imp became more and more attentive to listen, and its movements were correspondingly much sluggish.

said that it was too late, and when the giant baby imp stopped for a while, and wanted to look sideways at Ye Qingyi, Hua Jun Mo injected his powerful light power into the divine sword, one flying, one stealth, and one teleportation, and he directly inserted Mo Yanjian into the blood-red ghost eye.

I saw that the divine sword was shining brightly, as if piercing the heart of darkness, and the giant baby imp gradually lost its body and disappeared in a high-pitched wail, and the black fog that filled the room that made people almost unable to see was instantly dispersed.

"Ahh ——”

At the moment when the black fog dissipated, Ye Qingyi only felt that her body was light, and she only had time to shout, and she began to fall straight.

This is really a heart that has just been pinched, and it has not been let go yet, and it is going to be pinched again.

When the infinite darkness hit, Ye Qingyi, who was in free fall in a straight line, was extremely collapsed in his heart.

She's not afraid of the dark, but she's afraid of heights! Especially the bottomless height, or depth, in the dark.

"Yi'er, don't be afraid!"

Ye Qingyi suddenly felt that there was a force dragging him down, and then, he was grabbed by a certain king, hooked into a familiar and unfamiliar embrace, and slowly fell.

"Are you still scared?"

"It's okay, it's okay!"

The gentle and deep voice sounded in his ears, which made Ye Qingyi feel a lot more at ease.

When the two of them landed, it was dark all around, Ye Qingyi hurriedly took out a "flashlight" made of night pearls from the homemade storage bag, and handed one to Hua Junmo.

Hua Junmo studied it curiously a few times and thought it was very interesting.

"This little thing is well done, Yi'er is really smart, it's really rare, this thing will be given to this king."

"It's an honor to not give up." Ye Qingyi smiled and didn't say anything more.

That night, the pearl emitted a dazzling white light, and through the repeated refraction of the small mirror, it illuminated a large area in front of it, and the darkness was dispelled in an instant.

As you can see, the place where they are at the moment is a small dark room, with stone walls on three sides, and there is a dark passage for walking in only one direction, and looking up from this dark room, you can clearly see a vertical rope ladder.

Ye Qingyi can't care so much now, she knows that Hua Junmo was injured, when she just fell from a high place, her hand touched his back, she could feel a wet sticky, and she could feel that he was shaking all over, it should be not lightly injured.

"Let me see your injuries, I have wound medicine and antidote pills here."

"Oh, that's good, but it's quicker, it's not a good place to stay long."

This little injury, Hua Jun Mo will not put it in his eyes, but the beauty takes the initiative to care about herself, and she is still in a good mood, so she meditates directly on the spot when she thinks about it.

Ye Qingyi carefully tore off the flesh and blood on Hua Junmo's back, and then quickly sprinkled the good wound medicine, her movements were very gentle but not slow, she was in a state of familiarity, and quickly dealt with the wound.

"Eat this."

Ye Qingyi gave Hua Junmo an antidote pill, but he didn't expect the guy to swallow it with one mouth.

"Hey, don't you ask, what did I give you to eat? Are you so relieved of me? ”

"You gave it, this king believes it, besides, have you forgotten that this king has a physique that is invincible to all poisons."

"What? You mean, you're not afraid of the poison. ”

"Naturally, what's the problem?"

Woo woo woo, why didn't you say it earlier, my antidote pill, spit it out for me!

Ye Qingyi was annoyed, she was in a hurry, how could she forget this guy's anti-heaven physique, the detoxification pill was refined by her with a small stove in her yard, and it took a lot of money and medicinal materials.

"Hmm~~" Looking at the annoyed Xiao Yi'er, Hua Junmo touched his nose in embarrassment, the pill melted in his mouth, he knew that it was an antidote pill, he didn't need this, but seeing Ye Qingyi anxious for himself, he still felt relieved in his heart, this injury was really not in vain, and the bitter antidote pill felt the sweetness of honey when he ate it.

Ye Qingyi helped Hua Junmo simply treat the wound, and the two continued along the only corridor, only to see that there were cells of different sizes on both sides of the corridor.

And in every cell there were strange people, and the reason why these people were strange was because they were very quiet, as if they had cast a spell on them, and there was not the slightest sound, not even the sound of breathing.

It wasn't until the end of the cell that I heard a few faint *.

"Yi'er, this is it!" Hua Junmo whispered to Ye Qingyi.

"Did you notice that the previous cell was not locked?"

"Well, I noticed, why is this, aren't you afraid that those prisoners will run away, but it's not right, this is the Shang Medical Bureau, how can there be so many people locked up so much?"

"Don't Yi'er think that the breath on their bodies is wrong?"

"Ah, I just think they lack life, don't they ......"

"Yes, they are all dead, and this king can only sense the breath of the living in the cell at the end of the cell."

When Ye Qingyi heard this, the cranial nerves that had only eased were tightened again, and she looked back in horror at the road they had just walked.

When I thought that I had just walked over step by step under the silent "attention" of a group of dead people, I felt an inexplicable fear born from my heart.

She couldn't help grabbing Hua Junmo's hand and followed closely behind him.

At the end of the corridor, there was a cell with a lock on each side.

Hua Jun Mo chose the cell door with the new lock, and knocked a few times rhythmically, but after a while, there were also a few rhythmic knocks on the side of the cell door.

"It's a code we used to use many years ago." Hua Junmo looked at Ye Qingyi, who was puzzled, and explained.

"That must be here."

Hua Junmo rubbed the black lock a few times with his hand, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"How, can't it be opened?" Ye Qingyi asked a little nervously.

"Not really, it's just that this lock is made of thousand-year-old black black iron, and only the heavenly fire can open it, which is more laborious."

"What, you said Skyfire?"

Ye Qingyi was shocked, Tianhuo, it was what he lacked in refining Bai Yaodan, he really didn't expect that His Royal Highness would have this technique, it was too versatile.

Hua Jun Mo let Ye Qingyi retreat a little, and he used his internal force to stimulate the light energy in his body, releasing the golden heavenly fire, and in just a moment of incense, the black dark iron lock was burned off.

Later, the two saw Taemin in his cell, who was dying.

Na Taiming looked about twenty years old, quite tall but very thin, his body was scarred, at this moment his face was covered with blood, but he could not hide the warm and modest temperament of a polite and polite body, and the red mole on the center of his eyebrows was more vivid under the cover of blood.

Seeing that His Royal Highness King Yu came to the rescue, Tai Ming had more strength, and he had to kneel down to thank him when he got up with difficulty.

"Not busy, this is not the place to talk, let's go!"

Hua Junmo wanted to pull Tai Ming to leave immediately, but Tai Ming knelt directly on the ground and prayed: "Please, save my father, he is in the cell next door." ”

"You said Taihe, Taiyi Sheng?"

Now Hua Junmo and Ye Qingyi were surprised, it turned out that the head of the Shang Medical Bureau was locked up in his own dungeon, who dared to do this? And who is the one who is lying unconscious on the bed of the head of the house?

When Hua Jun Mo opened the cell next door with heavenly fire, the scene in front of him stunned the three of them.

The cell had not been cleaned for some time, dust and dirt were everywhere, and in that corner, there was an old man curled up tremblingly.

It is hard for anyone to believe that the shriveled old man with white hair and dirt covered in dirt and unsightly appearance will be the head of this medical bureau!

"Go away, go away, I don't know anything, I don't know anything......" The old man looked at everyone with confused eyes, and muttered unconsciously.

"Father, it's me, I'm Ming'er?"

Listening to Tai Ming's sad scream, the old man suddenly stopped trembling, slowly raised his head, and on the old face, a pair of confused eyes focused on Tai Ming, and gradually regained his clarity.

"Ming'er, Ming'er, my Ming'er, you, you, you've suffered."