Du Ming smiled and said, "Yes! ”

Hearing Du Ming's words, the old man's eyes lit up, and he instantly got up from the stone wall he was leaning on, and sat down beside Du Ming, with a smile on his face, as if he had touched the sound.

Looking at the old man who was squatting in front of him like a familiar man, with a kind smile on his face, Du Ming's heart was stagnant, he really felt a little strange, it was strange there, but it couldn't be said.

The old man's smile made him in a trance, it seemed that the faces of the people here showed either vicissitudes or inexplicable melancholy, but this old man was very strange!

Look at yourself with a smile on your face!

"Young people have courage, men should choose to volunteer!" the old man said with a smile, looking at Du Ming with some coldness.

Du Ming: ""

"There's courage there, it seems that volunteering is a very dishonorable thing, okay, and for the hairy man, you have to choose to volunteer, are you sure you heard it right? And what's going on with this look, it's still shining, how do you look squinting, it won't be in this prison for a long time!" Du Ming slandered in his heart.

"Hehe!" Du Ming cautiously stepped back a little and said, "General!"

The old man consciously approached Du Ming again.

Du Ming: ""

"It's normal there, the guy is too modest!" The old man's eyes widened: "This is called true wisdom, rather than choosing to volunteer after suffering, it is better to choose to volunteer at the beginning, don't you say!"

"Are you sure so!" Du Ming vomited in his heart.

The old man didn't notice Du Ming's disgust, and looked around: "Look at them, it's not a scar, but in the end it's still in this prison, it's too unwise." After speaking, his face was heartbroken.

You don't want to be like this, okay, it's like this, being caught, and you're still in the mood to relate to others, old man, you still care about yourself!

Du Ming is no longer powerless.

"You also volunteered?" Du Ming asked tentatively.

"Of course!" said the old man proudly, and there was a smack of holding his head high in his chest.

"Uh, okay!" Du Ming was helpless, if it weren't for the cultivation of the secret method, he might not know how to choose, or he would have sworn to resist.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat!" said a voice from outside the cell.

"Eat?" Du Ming wondered in his heart, the monk drew nutrients from the aura, and there was no problem at all if he didn't eat or drink for a while, and no one in the main hall had ever delivered food, so why did he deliver food when he arrived at the prison here.

Everyone woke up.

Outside the cell, in front of a man in black was a huge round deep barrel, where one of the spoon-shaped utensils was placed, and next to it were no less than hundreds of delicate jade bowls.

Du Ming suddenly had a feeling of black lines on his head, how familiar this feeling was, it seemed that when he was in Qingcheng, this was the scene when Li Yuanwai's house was serving porridge, and a large group of beggars swarmed up.

"Remember, you must taste it well, and if you don't want to eat it, you can give it to me!" the old man in green shirt suddenly said mysteriously to Du Ming.

Du Ming was surprised in his heart, it seemed that there was something unusual about this meal, or the people in the prison were already very abnormal, Du Ming looked at an old man in a green shirt, that impatient look, he chose the latter.

However, the people in the prison consciously picked up the dishes and chopsticks one by one to receive the so-called rice.

"Get me a big bowl, remember, get a big bowl!" shouted the old man in the green shirt, already rushing to the front first.

"Ugh!"

Du Ming suddenly regretted talking to this old man just now.

However, the man in black outside the prison was not angry at all at the shouting of the old man in green shirts, and what shocked Du Ming was that the man in black actually took a big bowl from it and handed it to the old man in green shirts.

In an instant, the worldview in Du Ming's heart collapsed.

Du Ming also lined up to get the so-called rice.

He stretched out his head and saw that what was called rice in the barrel was like honey, and it was densely covered with something like gold dust, shining and full of appearance.

Just one scoop per person.

The food in the bowl of the old man in Tsing Yi is very much compared to other people, which is twice as much as that of other people.

Du Ming's heart moved, the identity of this old man in Tsing Yi seemed to be a little not simple! But then he smiled bitterly, what else is the identity of a prisoner that is not ordinary.

Regarding the food of the old man in Tsing Yi, some people compared the food in their bowls and sighed with some chagrin, while some people were afraid that they could not hope that the rice could be less.

"Enough is enough!" for fear that the meal would be a little more, some people hurriedly said to the man in black.

Here's what's going on.

Speaking of Du Ming, when he saw the honey-like thing in his bowl, he returned to the place where he was sitting, and the old man in Tsing Yi had already finished eating first, and saw Du Ming coming with a bowl and chopsticks, looking at the food in Du Ming's bowl.

Du Ming frowned, glanced around, and finally ate a little bit and put it in his mouth.

"Sweet!" was Du Ming's first feeling.

Rumble!

But the next movement startled Du Ming, and the sweet honey-like food in his mouth turned into a gas after rushing into his mouth, and rushed directly into Du Ming's mind.

This unexpected scene startled Du Ming, but he hurriedly used his soul energy to stop it, and the aura in his lower abdomen also swarmed up.

But it was too late, and he could only watch this kind of thing come into contact with Du Ming's soul energy.

Half ringing

"Hey, it's okay!" Du Ming came back to his senses and examined his body.

Nothing has changed.

"No, it seems that the soul energy is a little more intense!" Du Ming frowned, checked again, and was shocked to find that the soul energy was indeed more refined.

"Is it the food in the bowl!" Eventually, he was shocked and looked at the honey-like crystal food in the bowl in disbelief.

"Eat, it's okay, if you don't eat, I'll give it to the old man!" the voice of the old man in green shirt sounded.

Du Ming pondered for a moment, directly picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and swallowed quickly.

"Uh, it's so full!" Eventually, Du Ming patted his stomach, which was already slightly bulging.

During this period, he has been observing the soul energy in the mind of the person, this ten thousand honey-like things are in the stomach, and his soul energy is slowly rising.

This bowl of rice has increased the soul energy by one percent, and it is a very peaceful and direct increase.

In the end, Du Ming sighed: "Alas, it's good to have food." ”

patting his stomach and eating a full meal, Du Ming actually had an extremely relaxed feeling all over his body.

"Belly?"

In the end, he thought of Zihan again, the bright woman, the genius girl in the big clan, with bright eyes and bright teeth, fair skin, smart eyes, flowing beautiful curly hair, and always loved to wear mysterious purple dresses.

The key is to always like to call yourself belly brother.

Zihan, how are you?

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