Ascension to the sea hall, the dungeon of the Ji family.

The long gray hair was messily scattered, except for the Meixin Shengong acupoint, Ji Hong's Shenque acupoint and Jianggong acupoint were all pierced by thick iron cables, firmly nailed to the ground, unable to use the slightest bit of Xuanhai Xuanhai.

Looking forward through the fine iron fence, in the slightly smaller cell on the opposite side was also chained a thin girl, covered in blood, and there was no trace of beauty on her little face covered with mud.

"Ji Quexue, don't pretend to be dead, get up and eat."

A black-clothed palace guard of the Ji family walked in with a cold wooden box, and it took a lot of effort to open the door of the ground where Ji Quexue was, and his tone was quite impatient.

The wooden box was thrown in front of the girl very casually, and a cold hard purple-black steamed bun and a few pieces of pickled vegetables that had been deliberately placed in the mold fell out of it and scattered to the ground.

Ji Quexue moved slightly, the iron chain rattled, and a sharp pain came from all over her body.

This kind of moldy food can't even be eaten by ordinary people in the outer city of Taichu Ancient City, let alone the daughter of the head of the Ji family.

The black-clothed mansion guard looked at Ji Quexue's dirty little face intently, and there was a hint of ridicule in his tone: "What, eldest lady, don't you eat?" ”

As he spoke, he leaned closer.

Ji Que raised his head suddenly, and his bloodshot eyes stared fiercely at the black-clothed guard, which made him startled by surprise.

"If you dare to touch her, I will kill you."

The hoarse and ugly voice came into his ears, and the black-clothed guard looked back, and Ji Hong, who was in the cell opposite, had red eyes and was looking at him with murderous intent.

"Phew! Do you think you're still the head of the Ji family? It's just a prisoner! ”

Fu Wei pretended to be calm and spat at Ji Hong, but he also suppressed the unbearable thoughts in his heart.

Although Ji Hong couldn't move, he was once in the realm of returning to the truth after all, and maybe there were some strange means.

If he was lustful to take advantage of Ji Quexue, maybe Ji Hong would really kill himself desperately when he was angry, and it was really worth the loss to compete with this kind of subordinate prisoner.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Ji Hong hatefully, and didn't dare to do anything to Ji Quexue again, so he directly turned around and locked the cell door and left here.

"Quexue, eat something, you can ignite the fire in your heart, and you can't open the valley like me."

Ji Hong's voice became more and more hoarse.

Ji Quexue shook her head and closed her eyes directly.

Ji Hong let out a long sigh, and there was an extremely painful struggle in his eyes.

After a long time, he seemed to have finally decided something, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Quexue, I have done many wrong things for my father in this life, and I have countless remorse and regrets. But this last thing, as a father, I will not regret it. ”

Ji Hong smiled between his eyebrows and spoke softly.

As soon as these words fell, his body withered and dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after just a few breaths, he became a thin old man with gray hair, and even his breath was hoarse and broken.

Ji Quexue raised her head as if she was aware of it, looked at Ji Hong, whose appearance had changed greatly, and subconsciously said, "What did you do?" ”

Ji Hong shook his head and opened his mouth slightly, but only a hoarse whimper came out of his throat.

It's just that his gaze is brighter than ever, and there is a blazing flame faintly burning in it.

"Father, father, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Quexue's feelings for Ji Hong are extremely complicated, even she doesn't know whether she should hate him or not, and when she sees Ji Hong like this at this time, she is still a little touched in her heart.

The flames in Ji Hong's eyes manifested and gradually shed out of his body, turning into a fire lotus phantom and drifting towards Ji Quexue.

When the fire in his heart is not extinguished, he will dedicate himself to others, which is against the way of heaven.

Not only will the divine soul be shattered, but even the true spirit will collapse and completely dissipate between heaven and earth, and there will be no chance of reincarnation.

Ji Quexue looked up at the fire lotus slowly merging into the Shengong acupoint in her eyebrows, and between the throbbing of her heart, a wisp of extremely pure Xuan Qi condensed from the Shengong acupoint, and gradually flowed through the three major acupoints and thirty-six meridians.

When she looked at the cell opposite, there was no trace of Ji Hong.

The bloodstained steel rope hung empty, and only a few wisps of smoke gradually drifted away, gradually annihilating into fine dust.