Mu Wanfeng was in a coma, and vaguely heard someone talking.

What are you talking about?

But she couldn't hear a word.

The whip marks on his body were stained with blood, and when he touched the rough straw, it was an itchy pain.

The clothes and hair that were splashed with cold water were mixed with blood, sticking to the body.

Mu Wanfeng wanted to turn over, but her whole body seemed to fall apart, and she couldn't move at all.

She lay there in a daze, and gradually fell into a coma again.

"Hey, get up and eat! It's not that easy to die. ”

In a coma, Mu Wanfeng's numb body felt pain again.

As if someone was kicking herself hard with her foot, Mu Wanfeng opened her eyelids hard.

In his eyes, a jailer in charge of delivering food was holding a bowl of water in one hand and a hard steamed bun in the bowl in the other, kicking Mu Wanfeng's soft body one after another.

The jailer saw that Mu Wanfeng, who was angry, opened her eyes, and then retracted her feet and kicked her.

He said viciously to Mu Wanfeng, "Eat quickly!" When you get here, you can't just die if you want to! Don't keep lying on the ground and pretending to be dead for me! ”

What a dog!

Mu Wanfeng was extremely angry in her heart, but she didn't have the strength to attack.

When the jailer saw that the task of waking up Mu Wanfeng had been completed, he put down the water and steamed buns, and then locked the cell door and left.

Mu Wanfeng moved, and her eyes fell on the bowl of water.

Thirsty.

Very thirsty, very thirsty.

Not only did her lips feel dry, but her heart also felt impatient, as if a fire was burning.

She twitched slowly to reduce the intense pain as she moved.

Mu Wanfeng crawled towards the bowl of water with difficulty.

She no longer had the strength to pick up the bowl of water, so she could only put her mouth to the broken bowl in a crawling position, and then sucked and drank from the bowl.

There was water in a clean container in her precious bag, but at this moment, she no longer had the strength to feel for it, and she didn't care if the water was clean or not.

Finally, I drank the bowl of water with difficulty, and the cold water slid into my belly, and the flame of anxiety seemed to have disappeared a little.

Mu Wanfeng finished these actions, but it was as hard as running a few thousand steps.

She lay limply on the straw pile to relieve the effort it took to drink water.

"Girl, come over a little bit, I'll show you the injury."

The man in the cell on the left whispered to Mu Wanfeng.

Mu Wanfeng glanced up at the man, she didn't want to die!

She lived, never for such a death!

She must not die like this!

She wants to get out alive, and she wants to repay the success with her own hands!

She wants to see Emperor Kang Cheng take back the real imperial power that belongs to him!

She wants to see the peaceful and prosperous world of Yunyang Kingdom with her own eyes!

When Mu Wanfeng thought of this, she felt a force for no reason fill her entire will and body.

She struggled again, slowly crawling to the left edge of the cell to get closer to the man.

Finally, she approached the man.

The man carefully observed Mu Wanfeng's injuries through the iron fence of the cell.

The whip marks on Mu Wanfeng's face had begun to solidify, and the whip marks on her body had already stuck to the tattered clothes.

"No, these scars must be medicated, otherwise they will fester."

The man said worriedly, and then asked the other cellmates, "Which of you has trauma medicine on you?" ”