The scoundrel Xianmo just looked at the food box, and his index finger moved.

She didn't care about the pain on her body, she grinned and moved the food box to the fence adjacent to the uncle, and greeted the neighbors with a smile that she couldn't see her teeth, "Come on, uncle, there's a big meal." ”

The uncle walked to the fence and sat down quite happily, he was sleeping in the barracks, but he couldn't stand the prison food.

Xianmo excitedly placed the food box on the ground layer by layer. The first layer is a pot of wine and dishes, the second layer is full of meat dishes, chicken legs, beef, mutton, and the third is a large bowl stewed pig's trotter soup, two fat hooves are immersed in the white soup, looking at the eyes are extremely greedy.

Slim Ink gasped, wiped his hand on his unclean clothes, and then held the saucer with the fat chicken leg to the edge of the fence.

The uncle was not polite, and rubbed his hands twice on his body. The grinning hand passed through the gap in the fence and picked up a stick to nibble.

Xianmo hurriedly poured the wine into the wooden bowl, and then passed the wooden bowl full of wine through the gap in the fence.

The uncle held the chicken leg in one hand, took the wine in the other, and said vaguely with the chicken in his mouth: "This chicken tastes good." Girl, don't greet me, you can eat yourself. With that, he craned his neck and poured the wine into his mouth.

Xianmo smiled in response and poured himself a bowl of wine, but found that the bowl was empty before it was full. Xian Mo shook his head, "This King An is too stingy, get such a little wine to fool us." ”

The uncle swallowed the chicken in his mouth and said, "Wait out, the uncle will invite the girl to drink the best Tusu wine in the royal capital, so that you can drink enough." ”

The slender ink chicken nodded like pecking rice, and happily picked up the chicken leg on the plate and bit it. With the other hand, he put a pair of chopsticks on the beef plate and pushed it on the uncle's side.

After the uncle finished nibbling the chicken leg in his hand, he still pouted his hands, clearly looking like a beggar on the street, and it was easy to get the satisfaction of a big meal. He picked up the bamboo chopstick, and after a few big mouthfuls, he sighed with satisfaction: "This is the taste of Xifulou, not bad." After a pause, he still threw out the question in his heart, "Girl, King An and you?" ”

Xianmo swallowed the chicken thigh meat in his mouth, and thought about it carefully, "It's also old." On the way to the royal capital, I met him in Dingyang City a month ago. At that time, they were quite happy to drink and eat meat together and visit the flower building. At that time, I only thought that King Ding knew how to eat and play, and he didn't have the scheming of those princes, so he was a very compatible companion. ”

The uncle tugged at the corners of his mouth, with a hint of mockery. The prince who grew up in the palace, who has no scheming.

After chewing on another piece of chicken thigh and swallowing it, Xianmo sighed, "Now our friendship is afraid that this is the end. He is his subordinate criminal judge, and I am my treasoner. ”

The little girl is too simple, as it should be. The uncle nodded, uncomfortable, and he comforted: "Girl, Uncle Shicai is watching from the side." I think King An is not bad to you, and now he seems to take care of your friendship. ”

If it is really as Chen Jin said, it will not be in vain for her to believe in him before and treat him as a fox friend. However, in the demon world full of deep pits, it is inevitable to fall into an inexplicable pit again, and it is difficult for the timid and delicate ink to intersect with it. She smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's for this meal, and I have to thank him well." ”

The girl was open-minded, and the uncle smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Uncle owes you today, I haven't tasted the taste of Xifulou for a long time." ”

So the two inmates who did not share the same joys and sorrows, you pushed me to let me, and swept away the delicacies in the food box, including the bowl full of hoof soup.

In the days that followed, there were no arraignments and no visitors. The bed was covered with a soft white brocade quilt, which was extremely incompatible with the dirty black cell.

In the dark prison, the ink is almost moldy. She leaned back on the bed and chatted with her uncle: "Uncle, why don't you say they interrogated me?" ”

Uncle, "Are you looking forward to being pumped?" ”

Xianmo was a little complaining, "No, I'm anxious to always drag it like this." Even if you go down with a knife, it's also painful. ”

"Whatever nonsense, just get used to it." It was the same when he was first imprisoned.

Xianmo said idly: "Uncle, you are a general, this prison can't hold you, right?" ”

The uncle said proudly: "Of course." ”

Xian Moqi said: "Why does the uncle still stay in this smelly and dirty prison and suffer? ”

The uncle's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he said in a deep voice: "Uncle is still waiting for the court to clear my grievances, the emperor to correct my name, and return my Bai family's name for generations." ”

Pedancy is the first thing that Xianmo thought of, "If you don't justify your uncle's name until hundreds of years later, or ......" will never be corrected.

Uncle never thought about it, he sighed: "No matter how many years, uncle should wait, this is the duty of ministers and generals, and it is also to maintain the reputation of my Bai family for generations." ”

He guarded the demon world with a heroic and righteous spirit, but he was locked up in this dark and gloomy prison by the demon world he guarded. Looking at such an unbearable situation, the uncle who still sits like a pine. Xianmo said quietly: "Uncle, are you willing?" ”

The uncle said solemnly: "Thinking that I can return my innocence and protect my Bai family's reputation for generations, I will no longer be unwilling." In the words of the fairy world, this catastrophe is destined. ”

Xianmo muttered, "It's just a deception." ”

The uncle turned a deaf ear, he didn't know the truth. However, he has his beliefs and persistence.

After a moment of silence, Xian Mo looked at the lock fairy hoop wrapped around his right wrist, and sighed: "I don't know how to overcome this calamity." ”

The uncle said with a smile: "It is rumored that my Demon Realm Emperor Ning Yong has refined a magic weapon called the Lock Immortal Hoop, and even the immortals who are not high in cultivation can escape its shackles, and they can't use mana after being bound, so I think this is it." ”

Xian Mo's eyes widened, and his eyes burned and said, "Uncle is saying that this is refined by your emperor." ”

Uncle nodded, "Yes." ”

Xianmo's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Then looking for him will definitely be able to break this ban." ”

"Yes, the girl is trying to escape?"

The uncle was really transparent, and Xianmo nodded without hesitation, "Well, the uncle won't stop me, right?" ”

Naturally, she wanted to get out of this prison. In the past few days, she has been sleeping most of the time, sleeping too much and dreaming too much. She always dreamed of her master, her sister, her brother, her brother, and her brother, and she dreamed that they came to take her back to her master, but she was trapped by all kinds of strange powers, and finally woke up in an anxious struggle.

The uncle shook his head, "Your identity as a girl is different from that of the uncle. ”

Xianmo smiled, not too pedantic. Just thinking about how to meet the Demon Realm Emperor and how to break the ban, a pale green figure stood in front of her.

Xianmo stared blankly at the handsome man in front of him. Under the sword eyebrows that were slanted into the temples, a pair of deep Danfeng eyes were filled with excitement.

The man's charming thin lips opened lightly, "Third Senior Sister." ”

Xianmo was still a little confused, as if he was in a dream again, looking at the peerless appearance of the little junior brother in front of him, he blurted out jokingly: "Horny fox? ”