"Bangbangbangbangbangbang" the sound of the scabbard knocking on the prison door came.

The originally dead cell seemed to have come alive.

"Water! Water! Water!"

"Eat! There is something to eat! There is meat!"

Just like adding a scoop of water to the boiling oil, the word "meat" immediately made the entire cell boil.

"Come on, yours."

Two "da" sounds, and bloody bones rolled in from the cage.

Bai Luo looked at it carefully and took a step back in disgust. The bloody bone was a human finger. It could be seen that the finger was originally very thin. The wrinkled flesh and flesh were tightly wrapped around the bones. The broken mouth was uneven and it seemed to be torn off from one palm, and there was a piece of flesh to the broken mouth.

The finger was half outside the prison door and half inside the prison door. Bai Luo didn't want to dirty his shoes and boots and let it lie there.

"Don't you eat?" A hoarse and old voice came from the next door.

Bai Luo raised his head and looked at the prison door and said indifferently: "Don't eat."

"If you don't eat, then you can give it to me."

"Take it."

A dry arm stretched out from the black cage, holding a branch in his hand.

The branch tried several times on the ground before touching the finger.

Is this person blind?

Bai Luo lowered his head and watched quietly as the man used a branch to hook his fingers that were three-point similar to his arm.

Then there was a tiny sound of chewing bones next door. A nausea appeared in Bai Luo's stomach.

"Puff." After a long time, the man next door spitted out the bones.

Then a small piece of finger bone rolled out. The finger bone was gnawed cleanly, and there was no meat residue on it. The finger bone rolled out of the cage and rolled towards the dark corner along the gaps of the stone bricks.

After a while, two "squeaks" sounded, and a mouse walked out of the darkness and ran away like a clean finger bone.

With a "puff", the mouse had just bitten the finger bone and was penetrated by a branch. Hay was tied to one end of the branch, and the man from the jade dragged the hay and dragged the dead rat into his cell.

A hoarse voice came again: "You just gave me a finger, can I give you a mouse now?"

"No." Bai Luo said lightly.

The man next door sneered a few times, and then there was another sound of biting the flesh and chewing the bones.

Bai Luo felt disgusted again when he heard this, and turned around to investigate Zong Ye's situation.

Zong Ye seemed to have fallen hard, but he hasn't woken up yet. What's worse is that Zong Ye's cold disease has occurred again. He curled up on the ground and kept shaking. Bai Luo frowned and held Zong Ye's hand. Zong Ye's fingers were cold, even more bone-bone than the cage black iron.

If Bai Luo could have used the Jin Lingliu to suppress Zong Ye, but now Bai Luo has no spiritual power on his body, how could he still suppress Zong Ye?

The disgusting rustling sound next door finally subsided. The man licked his fingers with satisfaction, burped, and asked Bai Luo in a hoarse voice, "You're here?"

Bai Luo held Zong Ye's hand and turned around and swept the next door, without saying a word.

"Didn't you come here?" The man seemed to be intrigued. "But there are many people here for eternal life. You are not?"

Bai Luo Leng said: "I wouldn't have died at first."

"I won't die?" The man smiled: "Then are you a demon? Are you not eating because you think it's dirty?"

The man leaned against the cage and said with a smile: "This is a wasteland, unlike fresh meat that is eaten on it. All of them are not allowed on it. If you don't die, will you be hungry?"

Bai Luo Leng said: "How did you come in?"

The man laughed and kept muttering like crazy: "How did I come in? How did I come in? Why didn't I remember?"

The man walked to the corner of his prison as he was chanting, and there was no sound in a short while.

The cell fell into a dead silence again, as if the crowded voice just now was just a illusion of Bai Luo.

As soon as the cell calmed down, the gloomy coldness surged up again, and even Bai Luo felt the coldness.

Zong Ye lay on the ground, his lips were blue, and his breath he exhaled turned into a ball of white mist.

Bai Luo took off his Yuebai robe and covered it on Zong Ye. Zong Ye was still shaking.

Bai Luo brought the hay from the ground and piled it on Zong Ye. He thought it was not enough and walked to the corner of the wall to carry the hay in the corner.

Bai Luo just picked up the hay and let out a "squeak" sound of a mouse. Bai Luo's hand hurts and a mouse ran out on the back of Bai Luo's hand and ran out from the black iron cage.

Bai Luo raised his hand, and two bright red tooth marks were left by a mouse on the back of his hand. Blood flowed out of the two tooth marks and dripped down his fingers to the ground.

Bai Luo frowned and looked at the tiny wound on his hand. It turned out that the pain in his body had also increased. In the past, such a small wound would not hurt, but he would heal in a short while, but now he is still bleeding.

The slight pain on the back of his hand was quickly ignored by Bai Luo. Bai Luo held the hay and pressed on Zong Ye's body, holding Zong Ye's hands and exhaling.

Zong Ye’s injury will not take long, and the cold symptoms will be much worse than before. If Zong Ye does not wake up and walks through his meridians, he is afraid that the cold symptoms will become worse and worse.

I don’t know what happened to Xue Huo. He stepped into this illusion first than himself.

Bai Luo looked at the dark dungeon cage and had to think of a way out. In this way, being locked in the cage would be like what the blind man next door said, and would starve to death here.

Zong Ye suddenly shook like a nightmare and grabbed Bai Luo's hands tightly. He kept trembling and shook off the hay covered by his body.

Bai Luo picked up the hay and covered it with Zong Ye, but soon Zong Ye shook it to the ground again.

After repeating this several times, Bai Luo simply pressed on the hay and hugged Zong Ye tightly.

Zong Ye was like a thousand-year-old piece of black ice, bone-blackly. The coldness penetrated into Bai Luo's skin, as if she was about to break her bones.

Bai Luo's lips were shaking slightly, and the breath exhaled from his mouth gradually turned into white mist.

This coldness seemed to be when he was cut off the golden spirit bead and soaked in the stream. There was no trace of strength in his body to resist, so he could only let the coldness strip away his will.

The sky light above his head fell inch by inch, smashing the darkness in the wilderness prison, and finally stopped half of the prison. The coldness and darkness seemed to sink into the bottom of the prison, lying in a place beyond the reach of the sun, mocking the thinness and powerlessness of the sun.

Zong Ye moved gently, something was pressed down on his arm. Zong Ye lowered his head and his jaw brushed over Bai Luo's fluffy hair. Zong Ye felt panic.

He lowered his head and looked at Bai Luo's eye feathers curled in his arms, covering his fair face like a feather fan, and his lips were slightly white.

Zong Ye felt a little distressed. He reached out his hand and gently brushed away the broken hair on Bai Luo's cheek, but suddenly felt offended. He just touched Bai Luo's skin like silky satin, and suddenly withdrew his hand.

Bai Luo's eye feather trembled gently, as if he was about to wake up. Zong Ye quickly closed his eyes and held his breath.

Bai Luo sat up from Zong Ye's arms, held Zong Ye's hand in his palm, and found that Zong Ye's body was no longer so cold, so he let out a sigh.
Chapter completed!