Stepping through the small door on the iron grille and stepping into the corridor with cells on both sides, Jiang Wang felt that his whole body suddenly became much heavier, and even a simple step required more strength.

"In this area, everyone is under more pressure, and this is to avoid excess energy for some prisoners. Granny Bizhu explained.

The cells on both sides are walled with iron bars, so that the guards can observe the prisoners at all times.

Granny Bizhu's dragon head crutches, the sound of tapping on the road is very clear. But none of the prisoners curled up in the cell looked out.

They all seem to have lost the "curiosity" mood.

This undoubtedly cast a shadow on Jiang Wang's heart.

If you go further, there are no iron fences, only stone doors. Except for a small square opening, there is no possibility of observation at all. Presumably, the prisoners were more important during this period, and the cells were designed with more sturdiness in mind.

The road is still very long, and there is no end in sight.

Obviously, there are illuminated orbs embedded in the top at intervals, but at the end of this corridor, it still seems to be connected to the bottomless abyss. It's not real, and there's a sense of horror hidden.

Granny Bizhu stopped here.

"I'm not going in. She wailed and said, "I can't see Qiong'er suffering." ”

On the wall between the two stone chambers, there is a shelf that resembles a candlestick. Jiang Wang didn't know what it was for at first, until Granny Bizhu took out a stick of incense and inserted it on it.

With a slight stroke of her thin index finger, the incense was cut off by four-fifths, and the remaining half was spontaneously combusted.

"You only have so much time. Granny Bizhu said.

Jiang Wang didn't speak, only nodded.

Thinking that she had communicated with the jailer earlier, Granny Bizhu directly took out a stone key and opened the stone door.

She stood by the door by herself, and did not look inside, as if she really couldn't bear it.

I don't know why, Jiang Wang suddenly felt a little hesitant.

He came to Huaidao all the way, and his goal was very clear, that is, to take Zhubiqiong. As soon as the word is spoken, there is no hindrance. Taking a look at Zhu Biqiong before the sea festival is also something that has been set a long time ago.

But at this moment, outside the door, only a wall away, he suddenly became a little scared.

What does that friend who ventured to deliver a message for him look like now?

What kind of hard life did she live in such a tightly guarded prison?

He was uneasy, but he stepped into the cell anyway.

The incense burnt on the shelf reminded him that there was no time to hesitate.

This has been the case a lot of times along the way, and he has no time to be weak.

That's how he always faces.

Stepping into the stone room, the stone door behind him was closed.

It was dark in the stone room, but it didn't prevent Jiang Wang from seeing this place clearly.

The entire stone chamber is about ten steps square, which is a little more spacious than expected.

It's also fairly clean, there is no foul smell, only a faint smell of the sea - I don't know where the wind comes from at such a deep bottom of the sea.

In the middle of the wall opposite the door, two iron shackles were nailed.

A weak woman with hair was hung from the wall in iron chains.

She hung her head and breathed slowly, presumably asleep.

The sound of the door opening didn't wake her up.

She was like a worn-out puppet, rejected by children who loved the new and hated the old, so she was hung in one place at random, waiting for the day when she would be thrown away once and for all.

The delicate girl who was driven out by him in Qingyang Town with the scorching space of fireworks, the simple girl who mistakenly thought he was a wicked person crying pear blossoms and rain......

Now hang here.

The Dao Yuan in the body has all been dispersed, and there is no more half of the cultivation. She was no longer an extraordinary monk, but an ordinary girl.

Her long hair hung down in front of her, obscuring her face.

Jiang Wang casually pinched a decision, wanting to condense two stone stakes to help her pad her feet, because her wrists had been hung black and purple, and they were almost scrapped.

But the Yuan Force dispersed as soon as it gathered. Due to special restrictions, it is not possible to use Dao magic in this cell.

Jiang Wang wanted to cut two pits in the stone wall, so that her feet would have a landing point, so that all the weight would be on her wrists as she was now.

But I don't know what the consequences of destroying the stone wall will be.

He even wanted to cut the shackles with a sword and take Zhu Biqiong away.

But he decided that it was impossible, and walked out of here with Zhu Biqiong.

Jiang Wang could only sigh in his heart, wrapped one arm around her calf, and lifted her up half-supported.

"No! Don't!"

Zhu Biqiong seemed to wake up from a nightmare, and kept kicking her legs, but her strength was so weak,

She was so weak that even her cries were vain.

"It's me, it's me. Don't be afraid. I'm Jiang Wang. ”

Jiang Wang was relieved, and with his other hand, he popped out a little flame and hung it in front of his face. Then he raised his head and let Zhu Biqiong see his appearance clearly.

Fortunately, the supernatural power comes from itself and is not affected, so this samadhi true fire can be popped up.

Illuminated by the true fire of Samadhi, Jiang Wang did such a luxurious thing for the first time.

Zhu Biqiong lowered her head, and finally saw Jiang Wang's face through her long scattered hair.

"Woo......"

She pursed her lips and tried hard to hold back, but she cried out anyway.

Her cry was so faint that she couldn't catch her breath at any moment.

She was crying but there were no tears, because the tears had already dried up.

Her wrist had been temporarily relieved, but it remained motionless, indicating that she had lost consciousness.

"It's okay. Jiang Wang stretched out his hand, gently helped her pull away the long hair covering her eyes, pinned it behind her ears, and said softly, "It's okay." ”

"Yes, I'm sorry......" she cried for a while, her dry and white lips twitching, "I said it all."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Wang asked her softly, "What did you say?"

Zhu Biqiong closed her eyes, as if she was too tired, but she tried very hard to open them, and said in a weak voice: "You have a Desheng trading house, Qingyang Town is a small person in charge, Qianqian is a flying sword practitioner, and there is an alchemy Zhang Hai, you have a good relationship with Chong Xuansheng...... Woo woo, I've all, I've said it all. I don't want to say it, but ...... It's painful. Woowoo woo ......"

It is entirely conceivable what level of torture would be in prison. That's definitely not something that a small greenhouse flower like Zhu Biqiong can bear.

"It's okay. I don't blame you. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to endure that kind of torture, and what you said was no secret. It didn't do me any harm. ”

Jiang Wang held her half-propped up with one hand. While softly reassuring, she slowly mobilized Dogen to comb the already shattered Tongtian Palace for her.

Her palace of Babel had completely collapsed, and there was no possibility of rebuilding it in the slightest. Jiang Wang recognized this very clearly.

But what he is doing now is like clearing rubble in a collapsed house. It is not possible to rebuild the house, but at least to make the ruins of the house look neat and tidy, thus reducing the pain of Zhu Biqiong - which may also be futile.

"You should say something more useful. Jiang Wang said: "For example, tell them that you are Jiang Wang's good friend." As long as they are willing to let you go, Jiang Wang is willing to spend money and is willing to spend a lot of money. ”

The corners of Zhu Biqiong's chapped lips moved up slightly.

She smiled.