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Chapter 152 Transaction

(Anti-theft chapter, replaced at 9 a.m.)

In the cold cell, a drop of water fell on Meng Shi's cheeks, and she opened her eyes slightly.

"How long has it been...?"

"It's been four days."

A cold voice came from the next door, but inexplicably made Meng Shi feel at ease.

"You're still here."

"What? Do you think I will be pulled out and chopped first when you fainted?" Feng Yan sat next to the hole by the wall and snorted coldly.

I'm afraid this silly girl doesn't know that even if she wants to behead her head, they will be chopped at the same time.

"No," Meng Shi smiled, "I'm just afraid that I won't see you any time."

For so many days, she was able to maintain a clear mind in this dark cell, thanks to this strange woman.

"This is what I want to say," Feng Yan said coldly, "You have fainted this time and have been longer. You shouldn't wake up next time, right?"

Starting ten days ago, I wonder if I was worried that they would run away because the sentence was approaching, and the jailer began to reduce the food he sent, and Meng Shi would faint from time to time.

In addition, the penetrating wound on Meng Shi's shoulder was still healing and piercing. Although Feng Yan didn't want to admit it, she was worried that Meng Shi might faint and couldn't wake up like this almost every night.

"It's okay," Meng Shi smiled, "I'm still very used to being hungry."

The jailer dared to do this, but in fact he knew that she would not die, and doing so would only make her weak.

After all, the earth-level practitioners have not yet fasted their valleys and have to eat.

Feng Yan was silent for a moment, touched her chest with a broken bun that she had hidden secretly these days, and looked at Meng Shi who was locked on the other side of the wall, "Can't you break free from this chain?"

Even if she wanted to give the dry food to Meng Shi, they were several feet apart and Meng Shi could not eat it.

If Meng Shi was thrown over and didn't catch him, the prison guard found that there were steamed buns on the ground, and Meng Shi was unlucky.

"Actually, I was quite sure a few days ago," Meng Shi smiled. "This group of people probably knew that this would happen, so they reduced the food they sent."

After being locked for so many days, through many bloody confrontations, she gradually understood the characteristics of the chain and the ground formation.

She was not sure about the formation, but as long as she still had seven points of strength now, she could probably break free from this set of chains.

Feng Yan opened her eyes slightly.

She had been watching Meng Shi almost clumsyly trying to break free from the chains for so many days. She felt that it was useless at the time, but she didn't expect that this girl could actually do it.

If you are worn on the pipa bone, you can do all this. How tough is this girl’s mind?

"Then you..."

"Not now," Meng Shi smiled bitterly, "I don't have the strength." In the cold cell, a drop of water fell on Meng Shi's cheek, and she opened her eyes slightly.

"How long has it been...?"

"It's been four days."

A cold voice came from the next door, but inexplicably made Meng Shi feel at ease.

"You're still here."

"What? Do you think I will be pulled out and chopped first when you fainted?" Feng Yan sat next to the hole by the wall and snorted coldly.

I'm afraid this silly girl doesn't know that even if she wants to behead her head, they will be chopped at the same time.

"No," Meng Shi smiled, "I'm just afraid that I won't see you any time."

For so many days, she was able to maintain a clear mind in this dark cell, thanks to this strange woman.

"This is what I want to say," Feng Yan said coldly, "You have fainted this time and have been longer. You shouldn't wake up next time, right?"

Starting ten days ago, I wonder if I was worried that they would run away because the sentence was approaching, and the jailer began to reduce the food he sent, and Meng Shi would faint from time to time.

In addition, the penetrating wound on Meng Shi's shoulder was still healing and piercing. Although Feng Yan didn't want to admit it, she was worried that Meng Shi might faint and couldn't wake up like this almost every night.

"It's okay," Meng Shi smiled, "I'm still very used to being hungry."

The jailer dared to do this, but in fact he knew that she would not die, and doing so would only make her weak.

After all, the earth-level practitioners have not yet fasted their valleys and have to eat.

Feng Yan was silent for a moment, touched her chest with a broken bun that she had hidden secretly these days, and looked at Meng Shi who was locked on the other side of the wall, "Can't you break free from this chain?"

Even if she wanted to give the dry food to Meng Shi, they were several feet apart and Meng Shi could not eat it.

If Meng Shi was thrown over and didn't catch him, the prison guard found that there were steamed buns on the ground, and Meng Shi was unlucky.

"Actually, I was quite sure a few days ago," Meng Shi smiled. "This group of people probably knew that this would happen, so they reduced the food they sent."

After being locked for so many days, through many bloody confrontations, she gradually understood the characteristics of the chain and the ground formation.

She was not sure about the formation, but as long as she still had seven points of strength now, she could probably break free from this set of chains.

Feng Yan opened her eyes slightly.

She had been watching Meng Shi almost clumsyly trying to break free from the chains for so many days. She felt that it was useless at the time, but she didn't expect that this girl could actually do it.

If you are worn on the pipa bone, you can do all this. How tough is this girl’s mind?

"Then you..."

"Not now," Meng Shi smiled bitterly, "I don't have the strength."

Besides, even if she broke free from the chain, it would be meaningless. There were so many prisoners and guards from heaven-level cultivators outside. With her weak body now, she could not escape.

She didn't feel despair at first, but she is still a little desperate now.

"It seems that I can't get out anymore," Meng Shi smiled and looked at the eye outside the hole in the wall. "But Aunt Feng, don't give up. When we are executed, if any accident happens, you must run out desperately."

Feng Yan was not wearing chains, and the prison guards did not treat her slowly these days. Once something happened, she still had the possibility of running away.

Feng Yan was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and the next moment she said viciously.

"What will happen?"

She sneered, "If something happens really, I might even apologize for death."

If she is to be released, unless her son kills her husband.

But if such a thing really happens, her son, who is known as the father-killing, will never have a good end in the future.

"I haven't told you," Feng Yan slid down against the wall and said lightly, "I walked in by myself."

From ancient times to the present, there is only one way to die for the eldest son of the crown prince.

And only when she dies can her son become the crown prince.

Meng Shi opened her eyes blankly.

Besides, even if she broke free from the chain, it would be meaningless. There were so many prisoners and guards from heaven-level cultivators outside. With her weak body now, she could not escape.

She didn't feel despair at first, but she is still a little desperate now.

"It seems that I can't get out anymore," Meng Shi smiled and looked at the eye outside the hole in the wall. "But Aunt Feng, don't give up. When we are executed, if any accident happens, you must run out desperately."

Feng Yan was not wearing chains, and the prison guards did not treat her slowly these days. Once something happened, she still had the possibility of running away.

Feng Yan was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and the next moment she said viciously.

"What will happen?"

She sneered, "If something happens really, I might even apologize for death."

If she is to be released, unless her son kills her husband.

But if such a thing really happens, her son, who is known as the father-killing, will never have a good end in the future.

"I haven't told you," Feng Yan slid down against the wall and said lightly, "I walked in by myself."

From ancient times to the present, there is only one way to die for the eldest son of the crown prince.

And only when she dies can her son become the crown prince.
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