When Zhou Han woke up again, he was already soaked in a large tank, and the green potion wrapped him inside.

There was no pain in his body at this time, but he knew that none of his injuries had healed.

My broken bones have been roughly connected. Even if they can truly heal in the future, I don't know if there will be any sequelae.

He tried to mobilize the Dao of Heaven and Humanity to absorb the nearby spiritual power, and found that his Qi Sea was really broken more thoroughly. Even if he introduced the spiritual power into the Qi Sea, it would dissipate again within a short while, and the severe pain finally made him

Wake up completely.

"This old madman really has some skills."

Zhou Han showed a wry smile.

The pain in his Dantian Qihai is still tolerable, and the jointed bones on his body don't feel much pain either. They seem to have gotten better.

But Zhou Han knew very well that his physical condition was much more serious than before. If he used Qi Tian's spiritual power to take action again, he might die directly.

But does he still have a chance to take action?

Zhou Han turned his head with some difficulty, and sure enough he saw that disgusting old face.

The old man had a smile on his face and his eyes were full of greed.

Zhou Han tried hard to keep calm and said, "Where is the girl you captured with me?"

The old man grabbed his arm and couldn't help but admire it and said: "You can take this medicinal bath for seven days. If it doesn't work well, you will be dead."

Zhou Han gritted his teeth and repeated the question.

The old man rolled his eyes at him, showed his jagged yellow teeth, and said, "Feed the spider."

Zhou Han's heart tightened, and he was about to scold him when he glanced at the smile on the old man's brows. He obviously didn't care that he continued to seek death and life. He calmed down and continued to curse: "Old madman, kill me if you dare!"

Sure enough, the old man was like a naughty boy who had succeeded in his prank, pointing at Zhou Han and laughing loudly: "Silly boy, you believe this, what kind of fairy spirit body do you think, hahaha, fairy spirit body!"

Zhou Han turned around without saying a word.

Knowing that Yu Luoxia was fine for the time being, there was no point in getting entangled with this old madman anymore.

But the old man came up again and said, "I have thought of a better way, do you want to hear it?"

Zhou Han was greatly surprised, but still did not answer.

The old man was not discouraged at all, and said to himself: "You are a fairy spirit body, and that girl is not a fairy spirit body, but you can definitely create a fairy spirit body, so that you don't have to treat you, a waste, and you can directly treat that little refiner."

Transformation, isn’t it ten thousand

Is everything going well?"

Zhou Han didn't expect that this old madman would come up with such a bad idea.

Who in the right mind would think of such a ridiculous method?

But the old man is a madman.

A madman has no ideas in his mind.

Zhou Han suddenly felt that he might soon become a madman.

The old man stretched out his hand, grabbed Zhou Han from the big vat, and said with a ferocious smile: "Hurry up and make me a small one, otherwise, if your injury is not healed in seven days, I will let that girl be buried with you!"

Zhou Han gritted his teeth and said, "Are you crazy, or are you pretending to be crazy?"

"I'm not crazy! How could I be crazy!" The old man's expression returned to madness. He grabbed Zhou Han and ran into the secret passage. Everything around him returned to darkness again.

Zhou Han was temporarily relieved.

Drunkards always say that they are not drunk, and the same goes for lunatics. Whether they are purely crazy or semi-crazy, they are still a lunatic after all.

Seven days, each day may be a variable.

…

Zhou Han was thrown directly into the cage, and some of the bones that had just been connected were almost broken again.

Judging from the strength he felt, Zhou Han became more and more certain that the old man was a madman.

There was almost no light under the villa. He knew that this place was a prison, all relying on the perception of heaven and humanity.

The old man moved freely in the darkness. He gave him a few warnings and then left, not knowing where he went.

In order to get back his clothes, Zhou Han had a big argument with the old man again. Because he tried hard not to touch the old man's back scales, the pressure in his heart was already close to critical. At this time, he sensed the old man's departure, and the pressure in his chest increased.

As soon as the breath was expelled from the body, Fang felt much better, and even the pain in his body seemed to be lessened.

"Is everything okay?"

A pair of hands held his arm, as if they were afraid of disturbing his wound, so they moved very gently, but the warmth from their hands still spread to Zhou Han's body.

In just three words, the fear and concern cannot be concealed.

Zhou Han knew that Yu Luoxia was by his side without any sense. He judged from the voice that she had not been tortured, so he felt more relieved and said with a smile: "Don't worry, although the old madman is strong, he can't kill me."

Yu Luoxia breathed a long sigh of relief, stroked her chest and said, "That's good, I'm really afraid that old lunatic will harm you."

Zhou Han listened to her trembling words, and his heart was filled with warmth, and a surge of heroic spirit suddenly appeared, as if Yu Luoxia had appeared.

Just say a word and he will have the urge to fight that old madman.

However, it is possible to think about it, but it is absolutely impossible to put it into practice.

He held Yu Luoxia's hand and said firmly: "We will definitely be able to get out."

Yu Luoxia leaned closer and repeated: "Yes, I will definitely be able to get out."

Zhou Han could feel the tenderness next to him and the fragrance that could not be concealed by the decaying smell of the dungeon, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

This seems to be the closest they've ever been.

He knew very well that Yu Luoxia was afraid of the dark. For her, being alone in a dark environment was a kind of torture.

Now that he is here, she doesn't need to be afraid.

This feeling of being relied on is really good, I really want to be relied on all the time.

He patted Yu Luoxia's back, and the two of them sat there quietly, as if time had stopped.

Unfortunately, time can never be stopped.

The old man came to the dungeon again, laughed and sent two bowls of brown rice into the prison.

In Zhou Han's perception, the old man's smile was particularly hateful.

The old man didn't stay any longer and left cleanly.

Zhou Han picked up a bowl of brown rice, frowned slightly and said, "It seems that this old madman doesn't know how to cook, and he even added some strange seasonings."

Yu Luoxia couldn't see anything and asked, "Is there something inside?"

Zhou Han handed a bowl of brown rice to Yu Luoxia and said, "It shouldn't be poisonous. Poisoning is a redundant option for the fairy body, and he still needs you."

Yu Luoxia took the rice, felt the coldness of the bowl, and wondered: "Why do you need me?"

Zhou Han thought that you couldn't really let you know what the old madman said, so he changed the subject and said, "I'll try each bowl first. If I'm fine, you can take another bite."

To his surprise, Yu Luoxia stopped him and said with a smile: "With you by my side, what should I be afraid of?"

The old man didn't give him chopsticks, so Yu Luoxia could only grab the rice with her hands to eat. I'm afraid no one would have thought that Miss Yu, who has a high status in the Tiandao League, would eat a bowl in such an inelegant way.

of brown rice.

She chewed with some difficulty, finally swallowed a mouthful, and stuck out her tongue and said, "It tastes really bad."

Zhou Han smiled, picked up his own bowl, and started to eat happily.

When there is no food, eating brown rice is a pleasure.

No matter what is there, we live and die together.
Chapter completed!