"If people starve to death, be careful that the boss drinks your blood!" suddenly came from outside the stone room, and Hua Wuying and Leng Jiuming, who were still thinking about talking, were immediately silenced.

"Yes...... It's ......" followed by a reluctant promise, followed by the clanging of the iron door of the stone chamber.

The voice sounded very childish, as if it was just a child. Thinking of Wu Kaiyuan's perverted methods, Hua Wuying couldn't help but secretly worry about the child.

As the iron door of the stone chamber opened, a lean young man about eleven or two walked in, the young man was good-looking, but his face was sallow and emaciated because of long-term malnutrition.

The tray in the young man's hand carefully held a bowl of white porridge that was so thin that he could see the top of the stone chamber, and approached Leng Jiuming timidly.

Leng Jiuming glanced at the bowl of porridge, and knew that Wu Kaiyuan must have done something in the porridge, even if he didn't put any deadly poison, he would continue to limit his skills by releasing the spirit of the seal.

"Big, hero, this bowl of porridge is not poisonous, and the poisonous one was secretly replaced by me. The young man felt a pang in his heart when he saw Leng Jiuming looking at him coldly, but he quickly calmed down again, walked into Leng Jiuming's side and whispered.

"Heh, Wu Kaiyuan shouldn't see that it's hard to come, it's going to be soft, let you come to me and pretend to be pitiful, you want to trick me into drinking this porridge, I'm Leng Jiuming has never been a soft-hearted person. Leng Jiuming glanced at the young man coldly and sneered.

Hua Wuying couldn't see the outside scene in the cell, and when he heard Leng Jiuming say this, he was afraid that the person sent by Wu Kaiyuan would be found out and not good for Leng Jiuming, so he would rush out of the cell.

"He's coming. The young man's abrupt words interrupted Hua Wuying's actions, he in the young man's mouth must be Wu Kaiyuan, Hua Wuying paused and broke out of the door, if Wu Kaiyuan could arrive, it was not wise for her to go out at this time.

After the young man finished speaking, he took a sip of porridge from the bowl, and then handed it to Leng Jiuming and said, "Please believe me, there is really no poison, I really want to help you." ”

The young man's voice was not loud, and the guards outside the heavy iron gate stone could not hear it, but Hua Wuying, who had already recovered his strength, had a sensitive ear and could hear the young man's words clearly.

Since she met Yan Nanfei in the enchantment, although Hua Wuying is suspicious of the young man of unknown origin, she still chooses to believe that there are still people in Nanwu Mountain who have a conscience, and there are people who are forced to stay here, and there are people who are not as crazy as Wu Kaiyuan.

Hua Wuying didn't know why she had such thoughts, maybe she was afraid that she would have a seizure before she could take Leng Jiuming away from the Body Devouring Pill, if she had a toxic attack at a critical time, her appearance would be ruined or secondary, if her legs were abolished, it would definitely affect Leng Jiuming's escape.

And if there are still people in Nan Wushan who want to fly south, they will definitely be able to help Leng Jiuming at a critical time, whether Leng Jiuming needs it or not, Hua Wuying hopes that Leng Jiuming's departure will be easier.

The clanging sound of the iron door opening sounded again, followed by Wu Kaiyuan's voice of concern, "Leng Jiuming, I knew that you must not have eaten well, you see, I personally cooked to bring you delicious food." ”

Wu Kaiyuan's soft voice of concern made people get goosebumps when they heard it, and Hua Wuying pressed his patience and quietly waited for the opportunity to make a move.

When Wu Kaiyuan's footsteps approached the stone room, Leng Jiuming had already made a choice, he saw the resolute light in the eyes of the young man who was only promised, and chose to believe him this time.

Leng Jiuming has not entered the water and rice since he left Xunze River, and he has been running all the way to find Hua Wuying, and when he came to Nan Wushan, he was tortured by Wu Kaiyuan, even if these injuries on his body were not life-threatening to him, but if he didn't eat again, it was indeed unsustainable.

He glanced at the young man and motioned for him to feed the white porridge in his hand to himself, although the young man looked submissive, he was also a clever person, and immediately understood, and carefully fed the bowl of white porridge in his hand to Leng Jiuming.

The young man did not feed all the white porridge in the bowl to Leng Jiuming, but left nearly a third. Just after Leng Jiuming swallowed the porridge in his mouth, the young man hurriedly used his sleeve to carefully wipe the wetness left by Leng Jiuming's mouth after drinking the porridge, and gently dipped his fingers into the blood on Leng Jiuming's wounds, and wiped the corners of his mouth, making Leng Jiuming look not like a prisoner who had just eaten.

After the young man finished doing this, Wu Kaiyuan happened to walk in from outside the stone room, he was still holding a bowl of steaming rice in his hand, and the fried meat slices were piled up on the rice surface, and the tempting aroma of food immediately wafted throughout the stone room.

At the moment when Wu Kaiyuan entered the iron door of the stone room, the young man had already "banged" with a crisp sound, and dropped the remaining half bowl of white porridge in his hand to the ground.

The milky white rice soup splashed around with a few boiled rice grains, and the young man turned pale with fright, and hurriedly squatted down with trembling hands to pick up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground.

"Get out!" As soon as Wu Kaiyuan entered the stone room, he saw that the young man had made a mess of the stone room, and even the rice soup gradually became cold, and immediately strode towards the young man, kicking the young man who was still trembling and picking up the pieces to the corner.

The boy flew out with an "ah-" and fell to the corner and trembled and didn't dare to get up.

Wu Kaiyuan no longer glanced at the young man, and walked towards Leng Jiuming with a smile on his face with a respectful face holding the bowl of meat in his hand that had become a mountain of meat. It's as if it wasn't him who imprisoned Leng Jiuming and tortured Leng Jiuming to the point of being covered in blood, he looked at Leng Jiuming expectantly like an ordinary person who was pleasing people.

Seeing that Leng Jiuming just glanced at himself coldly and closed those beautiful blue eyes, Wu Kaiyuan immediately restrained his flattering smile, and replaced it with a gloomy sky like a stormy day.

The young man slowly squatted up from the ground, and quietly moved to the dark place where the candle flame in the corner of the wall could not be reflected, he timidly peeked at Wu Kaiyuan, and saw that his face was gloomy, and his heart sank, which was a precursor to Wu Kaiyuan's anger, and he was worried that Wu Kaiyuan's anger would be unfavorable to Leng Jiuming.

He was caught by Wu Kaiyuan on Nan Wushan for many years, and during this period, he couldn't see many people who were caught by Wu Kaiyuan on the mountain, and those people all died extremely miserably without exception, only Leng Jiuming could keep Wu Kaiyuan's unprecedented patience for so long. Whether he can get out of the monster cave of Wu Kaiyuan can only rely on Leng Jiuming, he doesn't want Leng Jiuming to be killed by Wu Kaiyuan like others.

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