As a result, when Mrs. Oiran finished entertaining her sisters and rushed to the wing room in a hurry, she thought that Wen Yiming would be obedient and took the initiative to throw herself into her arms. Annoyed and angry, he threw him into a dungeon, prepared to starve him for a few days, empty his stomach, and cut off ten of his fingertips if he didn't give in, so that he would slowly bleed to death, and the blood shed would be used as a sacrifice to the god of flowers.

Ruoyun was dumbfounded when he heard this, glad that Wen Yiming was saved by the girl Rose, and he was also glad that he was sent to a black prison by Mrs. Banner, so he had to have a round with Wen Yiming. In that sense, she doesn't hold a grudge against Mrs. Banner. The two stayed in the dark, clasping hands and comforting each other. Ruoyun suddenly felt more peaceful than ever, and even the thought of going out no longer rose. She wondered what was wrong with her? It is clear that it is in darkness and danger, but it seems that the heavens and the earth are clear, and all things are moist. I just thought that even if I lived my life like this, it would be good.

However, danger lurks in the shadows like a small beast, pressing on them step by step. The dark iron room suddenly became hot. A choking puff of smoke poured in through the invisible cracks, choking them with more difficulty breathing. Seeing that the iron house had turned into a large oven, the two people trapped in it gradually lost their breath, and their bodies and organs seemed to be scorched and would explode at any time.

In a hurry, Wen Yiming asked Ruoyun to step on his back and try to let her poke the top of the cellar. Ruoyun only remembered at this time that he had eaten the empty grass, and stood on Wen Yiming's shoulder and bounced up and down, but who wanted to fall to the ground with a puff and fell to the ground. It turned out that this empty grass was only short-lived. Now the two of them were desperate, so they could only stand in the center of the cellar as much as possible, avoiding the heat as much as possible.

After less than a minute, Ruoyun couldn't stand it anymore, his breath was short, and he couldn't stand on his feet. Wen Yiming felt sorry for her, and although she was in the same embarrassment, she still wanted her to step on her instep to reduce the heat wave from the ground. Ruoyun couldn't resist Wen Yiming's stubbornness, and sure enough, he stood on the instep of his feet according to his words.

The heat wave outside the house was like a ferocious fire demon, licking and devouring the iron cellar with great violence. Inside, two people who have gradually developed feelings in their daily interactions embrace each other in the torment of fire on the outside and darkness on the inside. Ruoyun looked affectionately into Wen Yiming's eyes through the boundless darkness, and although she couldn't see anything, she could sense that his gaze must contain feelings that she was happy to see. In fact, Wen Yiming was indeed looking at her with affection. It's just that his eyes are full of pain and pity. He couldn't help but shout "Ruoyun", and the tenderness in his tone was unobstructed. The sensitive Ruoyun immediately heard the gentleness that surpassed the past in this shout. Therefore, he also replied softly with infinite affection and "um". This sound is full of too many unspoken words.

It's not that they're reserved for each other, it's that there's smoke pouring in from the outside that makes it impossible for them to speak.

Although Ruoyun was standing on the instep of Wen Yiming, the smoke that was billowing in her was so thick that she was out of breath and fainted all of a sudden. Wen Yiming didn't have time to drag her, she was already like a puddle of mud. Just when Wen Yiming was helpless, the upside-down iron door above his head made a piercing crash. A thin-looking silver rope hung down. Wen Yiming was overjoyed, and the thought of hope was so exciting that his heart ached. He hurriedly tied the thin silver rope around Ruoyun's waist, and then tugged at the rope to send a signal. The people above really understood what he meant, and dragged Ruoyun up in three or two clicks. Then, the silver rope was lowered again, and he quickly grabbed it and shook it, and then he was dragged up. He had just come out of the pure black closed cellar, and the light from the fires around him was so fierce that Wen Yiming's eyes couldn't see anything clearly for a moment. Fortunately, the two people who rescued him dragged him and flew away, as if he had run out of the fire source. At this moment, an unusually violent collapse sound sounded behind him. The huge sound caused by the fire and the sound of the explosion rushed everyone out more than ten meters away.

Wen Yiming's eyes had just been restored, and he could see something in the light of the fire behind him, and his ears were buzzing with the air waves. In fact, everything only adds up to a few minutes, just because he has experienced too much in an instant, which makes him have an illusion. Before he could ask in detail who the two people who rescued him and Ruoyun were, he found that his group was tightly surrounded by Madame Oiran's men. The person with Ruoyun on his back looks very strange, and he is a big ape. But he can speak and martial arts, and he immediately stuffed Ruoyun into Wen Yiming's arms and told him to protect Ruoyun. Then he magically had an extra silver tie in his hand, which happened to match the long hair of the old witch mopping the floor of the Oiran. Another Taoist priest-like figure was silent in the dark, holding a stalk of Buddha dust in his hand to calm the brakes.

Although Wen Yiming didn't have any martial arts, he could see that the Taoist who rarely used his hands was a real master. He was calm and relaxed, standing in the moment with the Buddha dust in his arms, and never took the initiative to make a move, but if a weapon appeared within the range of his Buddha dust, his Buddha dust flew out and hit every shot. Then as soon as he closed his palm, Buddha dust flew back again. But it was the one who made the silver practice, and he was very busy. A silver practice makes it airtight and beautiful. But she can't stand the three thousand long hair of Mrs. Sunflower, an old witch, each of which can be used as a gun, a knife, a rope to tie people, and a needle to stab people, which can be described as extremely vicious and domineering. Pity the big black ball-like ape-man, the rules of the silver dance are getting more and more chaotic, and he is obviously no longer an opponent. He shouted for his companion to "be blind" and hurry up to the rescue. But the old man just didn't hear it, and still only made a move when the other party entered his guard.

The big black ball was so anxious that he wanted to jump to his feet, and he danced the silver practice into a silver snake dance. Why are you like this? What kind of morality do you still have to abide by? The old witch has already broken off with you, so why should you stick to your original oath? When the old witch heard this, she was so angry that she scolded loudly: "You ugly thing who doesn't know whether you live or die, you dare to instigate the kindness of this palace and Zhishan for many years. Give me my life! ”

With that, all the strands of hair turned into sharp arrows, and they came at them in all sorts of ways. A strand of long hair slapped forcefully on Ruoyun's face, waking her up painfully, and she let out a miserable cry from her mouth, staring at the old witch to make her long hair supernatural, which was also breathtaking.

When the old witch used her long hair as an arrow to Wen Yiming and Ruoyun again, the Taoist who had been waiting for the rabbit suddenly came over. The bunches of horsetails on the Buddha's dust also turned into silver needles and cut off the old witch's long hair.