The conversation between me and Jiu'er has gone on so far, and there is no need to talk about it at all.

He looked me up and down and said, "I do want to know, how much do you know about Sisi's past?" But the past is the past, it doesn't mean much, and it is enough for me to have her future. And you, eventually, will become a person in her memory, knowing who it is, and occasionally remembering it, but it doesn't matter. ”

After saying that, he said to the attendant with him, "Deal with him the way I said before." ”

After saying this, Jiu'er left.

I don't want to admit it, but I have to admit that when he said the last sentence, 'I know who it is, I can remember it occasionally, but it doesn't matter', my heart throbbed fiercely, and I was really afraid that now Xin Yi thinks of me, and it is no longer painful. Will she remember when she followed me so stupidly before, and also felt that it was an inexplicable thing that she did when she was young because of her lack of dependence and security?

Jiu'er is gone, and the dungeon is quiet again.

Only the old man in the dark robe put down the incense burner in front of me and lit it.

The strange aroma permeated the cell, and the poison of the soul that slowed down the flow of soul power was slowly invading my soul, and I looked at the old man and said, "You are obviously a human being, why do you want to help a demon clan to help the abuse?" ”

"Then do you think this sentence is what you should say as a demon clan? Who? What demon? It's already very difficult to live, and it's even harder to live well, how can I have time to divide people and demons? "The old man didn't care about what I said, but I really wanted to say that when I heard what the old man said, I thought it made sense, and as a demon hunter, I couldn't think of anything suitable to refute him for a while.

The incense continued to burn in the dungeon, and the old man departed with four attendants with him.

I think things are a little troublesome, if they keep infusing me with such soul poison, how much time will it take me to completely eliminate them? At least for now, I don't seem to have a good solution, the Flower of Ten Thousand Souls is still working, but it has very little effect, that is, I can only get rid of the toxin after they undo it for me.

Who is so annoying? With such a subtle formation technique, it is used to help the demons in the dungeon, and things like chain spirit buckles have been made.

I scolded in my heart for a long time, but it didn't necessarily have any effect. But I suddenly remembered the conversation with Jiu'er, and I didn't understand why I didn't mention it in front of him from beginning to end, about me and Xin Yi.

In fact, this is not an unsightly thing, it is just related to my human identity, I change it a little, it doesn't matter, at least I have never felt that the relationship between me and Xin Yi is that kind of lover, and it doesn't matter if I am Jiu'er's rival.

I treat Xin Yi as my sister, he can't call me an uncle, where do you dare to imprison me like this?

But this idea is really just a thought, and the sting in my heart can't be completely eliminated no matter how much I try to ridicule myself.

Time passed quickly, and I went from hunger to numbness, and from numbness to hunger, and when I was about to become numb again, the old man in the dark robe led people to the dungeon again.

"Picked him up." He stood in front of me, and there was only one sentence.

I started struggling violently, all the important things on my body were hidden inside my clothes, how could I let them take them away?

But I'm still weak and powerless, and I don't know how long the damn poison of tea is going to wreak havoc on me? Or, as I expected, the poison of the soul will not be solved, and the body will be sore.

So, I could only watch as they stripped me of all my underwear and took everything.

The teeth were casually thrown aside by them, and the old man in the dark robe said without raising his head: "You don't have to scream so much, your weapon will still be left to you, my son-in-law doesn't want anyone with a discerning eye to see anything." Anyway, when you die, everything doesn't belong to you anymore. ”

My natal seal was also thrown aside by him, and I shouted, "If you dare to throw away the memorial left by my master like this again, I will bite my tongue and kill myself as soon as I enter the fighting ring." ”

The old man glanced at me, and didn't care much about my natal array seal, but said, "Then it's good to give it back to you, there are countless treasures and magic weapons under my eyes, and you don't want to hide anything from me." Your sword is a good thing, and this rotten stone carved seal will be left for you to be buried. You've reminded me that you'd better not try to kill yourself in the arena, because it doesn't matter if you kill yourself, but it always affects the reputation of Jiu'er Gongzi's right-hand men. All I can say is that if you commit suicide, I will find this rotten stone and destroy it as soon as possible. ”

When he said this, I could only pretend to be calm.

But the fox skin and the beads I hung on could not be retrieved in any way, and the old man seemed to see something famous from above, and gave it to his men to take it out at once.

I don't know why, but I don't have a strong desire to stop it, and I always feel that being taken away is not necessarily a bad thing.

I didn't insist on an answer in this matter, and the old man didn't seem to want me to think too much, reminding me, "There is still an hour left before it is time to fight." If you have any wishes, tell me now, and I think that if I am within my ability, I may be able to fulfill you. Because, you're about to endure a torture, don't blame me, this is what Jiu'er Gongzi asked for—foolproof. ”

And torture? Who does this Jiu'er think of me? Do you not hesitate to put such shackles on me?

I didn't bother to think about it so much, maybe I had experienced too many desperate situations, I was already numb, I only knew that as long as there was a glimmer of hope, I would desperately hold on, so I looked at the old man and said, "I really have a wish, I want to eat." Don't just take those unpalatable lizard meat to perfunctory me, I want white rice, steamed buns, preferably two or three catties of beef, some vegetables, fruits, I don't mind, just a pot of wine. If that's the case, I'll fight harder and have enough to eat. ”

Such a meal is definitely a luxury in the dungeon, but I didn't want the old man to think about it, so he agreed to me, saying, "I can give you more portions." But for now, you can bear it first. ”

As he spoke, he made a look, and his men suddenly rushed in front of me, holding a thin slice knife, and inserting it into my body in a certain place.

I gasped for breath, and it wasn't a good feeling to be stabbed with a knife in my body anyway, not to mention that many parts of my body had been stabbed.

None of these places were critical, but after the knife was pulled out, the blood flowed out slowly, not fast at all, even a little slow, I didn't understand his intention in doing this, I looked at the old man suspiciously, but he took out a small jar, handed it to his men, and said, "Rub it on his wound, so that no matter how strong his body is, the wound will not scab over, unless the medicine is evaporated." ”

It's a vicious way, so I go to the fighting arena, and the blood is always flowing, no matter if I win or lose, I will eventually die because of the bloodshed.

"Why do you want to do this to me, I'm just a little person. Is it just to be foolproof? "What they did did make me wonder that I couldn't remember my situation at all, and it could be called a hopeless situation.

"You are definitely not a small person, I suggested this proposal to the ninth son. I don't know who you are, but you're definitely not a wolf, absolutely not. The old man looked at me and said earnestly.

"Hehe, do you have proof?" I suddenly realized that the old man in front of me was not simple.

"No evidence! It's just that I intuitively feel that Jiu'er Gongzi is not here to kill you, and it is a very dangerous thing to release you into the ring, and it will be very difficult to kill you, but I don't want to go against Jiu'er Gongzi's will, so I can only deal with you like this. At this point, the old man paused and said, "My intuition has always been accurate, and when I reach a certain age, as long as I have strong intuition, I have never made a mistake. As for the evidence, there will be evidence, don't forget what does the Forget Worry Pavilion do? ”

Speaking of this, the old man narrowed his eyes: "If it weren't for the fact that the ninth son insisted on dealing with you for Sisi, I would be really interested in you, and I want to let you be active in Qinglong City freely, and give me some time, I can know your secret." I always feel that the so-called fierce generals of Jiu'er Gongzi are nothing in front of you. And I've always been very careful as a person, and since I'm involved in this, I won't leave myself in trouble. ”

As he spoke to me, the wounds on my body had been smeared with the medicine he had given me, and I didn't feel anything big, but the blood seemed to keep in a rhythm and kept flowing from several wounds on my body.

I'm speechless, because of the intuition that the other party told you, what reason do you have to argue?

The old man didn't want to be too long-winded, and when he had done all this, he said, "It's almost time, give him something to eat, and then take him to the fighting ring." ”