Ordinary people's hair may be white and black, but there has never been such a strange phenomenon, at first it was pale hair, but now it has become like this.

Mo said that the ordinary guards were afraid, even if they were seen by Feng Yunxiu and the others, they would be frightened, after all, the ink without a trace at this moment had surpassed the previous realm.

Originally, Mo Wuxian was sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and recuperating, but when he heard the voices of the two disciples, he couldn't help but slowly open his eyes, just in time to see the disciple sent by the other party.

"You're finally here. Mo Wuxian sneered.

It's just that in such a dark cell, coupled with his terrifying sneer, people can't help but start to feel that it is very terrifying, at least ordinary people dare not stay.

However, the disciple had no choice, it was originally their task, and since they came, if they had to leave immediately, they would inevitably anger the other party, and they were worried that it would be even worse.

"Yes...... Yes...... We're here to deliver food. The disciple said in horror.

It can be seen that although there is no killing intent in Mo Wuxi's eyes, his attitude is very serious, after all, he is also their former head of the family, and the invisible majesty is naturally irresistible.

"The ...... who delivered the meal," Mo Wuxian asked suspiciously.

Seeing that there was nothing in this person's hand except a torch, could it be that he had come to find his own happiness, so he put his eyes on his face and didn't say anything more.

"Genus...... Count the damn it, and I'll bring the food. The disciple panicked.

In the face of Mo Wuxi's attitude at this moment, it was indeed the fear in her heart, which almost made her forget the previous situation, so there was such a thing.

And the disciple who was outside understood that he couldn't dodge, so he also strengthened his courage, walked in slowly, and obediently put the things in his hand in front of the other party.

"Please...... Please enjoy it to the head of the house. The disciple said in a trembling tone.

He put down his things, and immediately withdrew back, and then without saying anything, he obediently stood with the guards of Fang Cai.

It was unexpected, the food in the lunch box was actually there, all the things he had eaten, and the most valuable thing was that there was soju in it.

After seeing it, he couldn't care about that, so he took out the things, ate them in a big gulp, and drank the wine in the cup without stopping.

For several days, he was imprisoned in a cell, eating some coarse tea and light rice, there was still a little oil and water, and sometimes he couldn't even eat a meal, so he devoured it so much.

"That's right, Mo Liutao still has a bit of a conscience, haha......" Mo Wuxian drank the wine on his back.

Then he waved his hand and threw the wine vessel on the ground, and then began to eat the wine and meat in the food, which was enough to show how much he needed these foods.

But despite this, in his heart, he still can't forget the hatred of the other party, if it weren't for Mo Liutao, it is estimated that he would not be like this, and he couldn't help but hate in his heart.

Seeing this, the two disciples on the side were shocked in their hearts, the long hair without traces was fluffy, the blood-red hair still looked like a human being, and their faces were as pale as white paper, and they looked even more like devils when they ate.

"Quick...... Let's go!" one of the disciples reminded.

As he spoke, he began to move, and then slowly wanted to go outside, but when he was not far away, he was discovered by the ink without a trace.

"Stop!" Mo Wuxian retorted angrily.

As he spoke, his arm waved suddenly, and the heavy stone door closed by himself, which couldn't help but surprise people that he actually had such skills.

Frightened, the two disciples suddenly fell to their knees on the ground, and begged for mercy from Mo Wuxian in front of them, after all, they were all ordinary backgrounds, and they had followed Mo Wuxian before.

Now although Mo Wuxian is a tiger falling in Pingyang, it has nothing to do with them, after all, their insignificant ability, the leaves can't stop Mo Wuxian from going out.

If it is said that it is said to save Mo Wuxi, it is even more impossible, after all, the strength of the other party is not prepared by ordinary people, if there is any problem, you still have to find the right master.

"Haha, why do you old man do it? Mo Wuxian smiled on his back.

With his ability, he can definitely do it, but he still has something to ask, so naturally he won't kill the other party easily, so Mo Wuxian didn't make a move.

But for the two guards, it was even more confusing, since they didn't kill themselves, they had to stop themselves from doing anything, was there any benefit?

"No...... I don't know my home...... If the head of the house has any orders, the little one will do it here. The disciple asked cautiously.

At this time, they just want the other party to have something to say, no matter what the time comes, they will be able to escape, so the meaning is also very obvious.

But the ink without a trace was so confused, with their little tricks, how could they hide each other, so they shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

"The old man naturally has something to say, so don't be too smart, be careful of losing your life. "Ink without a trace of half a meter up the eyes.

The eyes were like two steel knives, slashing across their faces, and they couldn't help but be full of panic, and they all hung their heads and gave up their plans.

"That's it...... Just ask the head of the house to tell me, and the little one will definitely do it. The disciple said obediently.

At this time, he really didn't know what to do, if he wanted to escape, it was obviously impossible, so he still pretended to listen calmly, maybe there would be a twist.

As expected, the ink without a trace immediately put down the things in his hand, and his eyes immediately began to turn bloody. His face was constantly hideous, and it seemed to be very painful.

"What is the name of this meal. Mo Wuxian asked in a firm tone.

For so many days, it was all coarse tea and light rice, and she suddenly resumed her previous treatment, which really made her a little unbearable, and even felt a little embarrassed.

He thought he still knew about Mo Liutao's character, and if it wasn't necessary, he wouldn't help him like this, and of course it might be time to kill him.

However, he always didn't want to believe such suspicions, after all, no one wanted to die, let alone a person like Mo Wuji, who was already powerful enough.

Now if Zhuangzhi dies before he is rewarded, wouldn't he be happy to be a ghost, and he will accept that kind of treatment there, so he has the meaning of getting to the bottom of it, of course, he believes that the disciple will not hide it.

Even if there was a little bit of a mistake, it wasn't a problem for Mo Wuji, as long as he could punish him, he would definitely be able to hear the answer he wanted to hear.