Wednesday took the box lunch and looked at it, it was very simple, vegetable soup and bread, nothing else, but it looked clean, and the bread looked like it was freshly made. But at this time, how can Wednesday have the heart to eat? Even if you want to eat, you won't eat what they send, who knows if there is any poison in it.

Thinking so, when the two swordsmen who delivered the meal came back and passed by his door, they suddenly threw the lunch box out of the small window on the iron door, and the vegetable soup was drenched on the swordsman on the left.

But to Wednesday's disappointment, the two swordsmen just snorted, kicked Wednesday's iron door, and then left without saying anything, as if nothing had happened.

Listening to the footsteps of the two swordsmen walking farther and farther, Wednesday's heart sank again. To be indifferent to such provocations, what kind of training these swordsmen were undergone, how tightly guarded this place were, how closely watched by them, these were all unimaginable to Wednesday.

After the swordsmen left, Wednesday was really feeling a little hungry, listening to the quiet hallway, taking some dry bread from his inventory and eating it. Although the taste of these dry breads is average, they are safe to eat. Unfortunately, he didn't have much dry food in his inventory, as all three of his storage rings had been taken away.

And most of his dry food and drinking water are commonly used in the three rings, and only those more valuable items are left in the system's own inventory, such as the pills he refines, as well as the He Shou Wu honey and ginseng he collects. In addition to the dry food and drinking water that were stored, the things that were thrown away were the collected bear's paw shark skins, spare cotton cloth, and some inexpensive medicinal herbs.

Although it is not a valuable thing, it was snatched away like this, and Wednesday was still extremely unwilling. In the final analysis, he is still unwilling to rush to his own situation and encounters. If he had been more cautious, these things could have been avoided.

More than half an hour later, Wednesday heard a sound of footsteps, and secretly counted, there were about six people, at least three swordsmen. Because their steps are heavy.

Did Wednesday take a secret breath, suppress his tension to make his face look calmer and calmer, and then sat there cross-legged against the wall, staring at the window on the iron door.

Sure enough, half of his face leaked out of the window, a typical white man, and in addition to his eyes and nose, a few strands of blonde hair could be faintly seen. Just look at the age should not be young.

Looking at the blonde man at the window, knowing that the other party looked away, Wednesday quietly breathed a sigh of relief, although it seems a little boring to fight for such a little momentum at this time, but it is good to be able to suppress the other party. At this time, it should be them and not him Wednesday who has a ghost in his heart.

The iron door soon opened, and Wednesday still watched motionlessly as the two swordsmen walked in with their swords and then grabbed his wrists one by one. That's when the blonde man who was peeking Wednesday out of the window walked in. He was a middle-aged man, wearing a white gold-trimmed mage robe.

Wednesday stared at them motionlessly. At the same time, he swept the situation outside the door without a trace, and there were two mages and a swordsman on guard at the door, especially the two mages were both water mages, and it seemed that the spells were ready, as if they could be thrown out at any time.

Seeing this, Wednesday will naturally not mess around. Not to mention the handcuffs and shackles on his body that restrict his movements, even if he can break free from the two swordsmen around him, he can't hide from the two mages outside the door, and when the time comes, he will still not be able to escape the end of being frozen on Wednesday.

Think so. Wednesday was still staring at the middle-aged white-robed mage in front of him motionlessly, and he didn't take the initiative to speak.

The white-robed mage seemed to be a little uncomfortable stared at by him, grinning and pretending to be elegant to find a topic: "Do you need something to eat?"

Wednesday still didn't say a word, just stared at him.

"It seems that Mr. Bruce doesn't want to eat for the time being," the white-robed mage laughed at himself, but then said with a slightly cruel smile: "Also, most people don't have an appetite when they come here for the first time, but they will learn to be obedient in two days, there are dozens of people in so many rooms outside, can you hear a trace of commotion? Hehe, their strength and status are much higher than yours, but when they get here, they are not as well-behaved as a kitten?"

Seeing that Wednesday was still silent, the white-robed mage raised his eyebrows and continued: "Of course I know how you feel in your heart, angry, unwilling, nervous, or with some confusion? Mr. Bruce, if you are willing to cooperate with us, not only can you leave here quickly, but if you want, you can also do things in the Holy See." ”

Wednesday secretly said in his heart that the other party was finally ready to reveal their purpose. Thinking of this, he asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"Uh, is Mr. Bruce doubting my identity?" The middle-aged man deliberately made a look of shock, and then exaggerated and laughed at the two swordsmen, "He actually doubts my identity, ahahahaha......"

Seeing that Wednesday was still looking at him coldly, the middle-aged man suddenly calmed down again, "I'm not afraid that you know, I'm Dean Watt, the archbishop of Bughadaskin," he said and pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a grim smile, "Don't play any tricks in front of me, it's useless," After finishing speaking, he beckoned to the two mages outside the door, "Do it." ”

Wednesday was stunned for a moment, wanting to dodge, but was clamped tightly by the two swordsmen beside him, and then watched himself being frozen by two water-based spells. However, this time Wednesday did not pass out, but the body was unable to move. Of course, the cold that secretly chills into the bone marrow is still very deadly.

As he was carried out of the room by the two swordsmen, Wednesday even felt like he was being pricked deep in his bones, painful and itchy. Trying to drive the internal force and trying to drive away those cold air, it was slightly relieved, but it still couldn't solve the problem fundamentally.

The cold on his body was too heavy, and it was not at all what his current internal strength could resist. If you give him time, you can dispel it little by little, but it will take too long. In the final analysis, Wednesday's internal strength level is not enough, if he is practicing "Jiuyang Divine Skill", if he wants to dispel these cold qi, it is estimated that it will be a matter of minutes.

Wednesday was carried out of the room like a puppeteer by two swordsmen, through the hallways, out of the heavily guarded prison, and into a more ornate looking room. It's just that the outside of the room looks gorgeous, but the inside is eerie.

As soon as you enter the door, you can feel the gloomy atmosphere through visual observation, in addition to the steel and iron cages, there are more kinds of torture instruments, which are not much worse than all kinds of torture in Huaxia when you look closely.

Seeing this, Wednesday was really a little scared. Although he is strong in martial arts, he really doesn't have much confidence that he can survive these tortures. Not to mention experiencing such a scene, I have never even seen it, this is the first time I have seen such a real lynching cell except for film and television dramas.

After he was fixed to the iron chair in the center, Wednesday swallowed secretly, anxiously thinking about a way to get out. Seeing Dean Watt walk up to him, Wednesday's heart clenched tightly for fear that this cruel-looking creature would do something to him.

He was now a block of ice, and if he was really hit hard, it would definitely shatter. It's not a game here, you can't regrow it if you lose an arm, and you won't be resurrected if you die.

Seeing Dean Watt raise the staff in his hand, Wednesday's heart also hung up, but half a second later, the other party's staff released a soft light and fell on his body, only to feel like a sudden transition from a cold winter into a warm spring, the whole person was comfortable all of a sudden, warm from the inside out.

If it weren't for the guy in front of him who was the initiator, Wednesday would have even wanted to thank him for a while.

When the cold on his body was gone, he moved his hands and feet on Wednesday, and secretly used his internal strength to carefully check the side, and the original cold on his body really disappeared completely, leaving no trace without a trace, as if what had just happened at all.

I have to say that the spells of these mages are really unique and domineering, with distinct attributes and strong and thorough.

Thinking so, Wednesday deliberately leaked a hint of weakness, and took the initiative to ask: "Mr. Dean, what are you doing with me here? ”

"Oh-oh," Dean Watt spread his hands exaggeratedly, "dear Mr. Bruce, I'm glad to see your attitude, you really didn't offend the Holy See's charism, but the Holy See needs you now. ”

Wednesday showed a look of surprise, "What does the powerful Holy See need me?"

Dean smiled and walked to Wednesday's side, "You know what the Holy See needs you to do," after seeing Wednesday's confused face, he sighed, "Mr. Bruce, I really don't know what to say about you, I'll just say it and hand over your cultivation secret!"

Hearing this, Wednesday's heart sank, and sure enough, it was. He had long known that his kung fu would definitely attract the attention of some people, but he didn't expect that the first person to make a move would be a behemoth like the Holy See. But it's normal to think about it, although the Li family's cultivation method is in the same vein as Wednesday, it is too weak and useless to these big forces like the Holy See, so the Li family can survive for thousands of years.

But after he came to this world on Wednesday, the strength he showed far exceeded that of the Li family, and it was enough to attract and threaten some strong people.

In the past, Wednesday was a little lucky, and he felt that he was light and strong, thinking that no one could catch up with him, especially after having a little Dandan, he was even more fearless. But the arrogant army will be defeated, and Wednesday still suffers from his own carelessness.

Fortunately, the little Dandan slipped away quietly during the battle, and did not suffer with it, but I don't know where the little guy is now. (To be continued......)