When the sun shone brightly on the ruins of the Holy Mountain, the clarity in the secret room finally woke up.
When he opened his eyes and saw the bed curtain, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly sat up straight. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhuo Ya, who was twisting a handkerchief into a bucket to fill the water.
Hearing the sound, Zhuo Ya limped over and brought the cold-washed handkerchief to him, "Wipe your face!"
Mingche thanked her, but did not take the silk handkerchief from her hand. He turned over to the bed and said, "You haven't cleared up the remaining poison, so don't move too much!"
"I'm also an expert in poisoning. I've taken the antidote, and everything will be fine!" Zhuo Ya stretched out a hand to hold his shoulder, "If your telekinesis exceeds your limit, you'd better rest in bed for a while!"
Seeing that her face had returned to its true color, and feeling the weakness in her body, Mingche did not persist, but leaned against the head of the bed, and then took out a light blue package that had been prepared before from the ring.
In the package, in addition to two sets of clean clothes, there were also some silver coins, dry food, water bags and other items.
Without saying anything else, Mingche just handed the water bag to her, opened the oil paper bag, took out the dried meat and brought it to her, "Eat something first, and I will help you heal your injuries after I recover my telekinesis!"
Zhuo Ya is also a smart person. She knows that these are all his preparations for her escape from prison. Gratitude naturally rises in her heart. Taking the thing in her hand, she randomly puts a piece of dried meat in her mouth and chews it. After a moment, she can't help but say, "Thank you."
you!"
Mingche looked at her indifferently and shook his head slightly, "You don't have to be grateful to me. I'm just helping Brother Six pay back what he owes you!"
Zhuo Ya pursed her lips and said nothing.
After a moment, he spoke again, "He killed someone I care about very much!"
"I can guess it!" Mingche played with a piece of dried meat in his hand, "When the injury is healed, you can leave and stay far away from Buli City. Don't go to the palace. With your current ability, you can't kill him!
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Looking at the obvious circle of light green under his eyes, Zhuo Ya lowered her eyes and said, "You saved me just because of this?!"
Mingche said nothing, but a figure appeared in front of him.
That man was dressed in white and always wore a silver mask. He looked very childish when he smiled, but he had a mind far beyond that of ordinary people.
"I have a friend who was imprisoned in a stone prison on the Holy Mountain, and was later executed as a heretic in Guangming Square. I didn't know how to fight at that time, and I watched her disappear in front of me!" Ming Che squeezed her fingers in her hand.
"I made an oath here to become stronger, to learn to fight, and to protect all the people I want to protect. I will never watch anyone disappear before my eyes again!"
"That person is also a woman?!" Zhuo Ya's heart felt inexplicably sour.
Thinking of that person, her clear eyes naturally turned soft, and a slight smile appeared on her lips, "She is just like you, she likes to wear men's clothes, and her lies sound like they are true!"
Zhuo Ya frowned slightly, "She lied to you, how can you still be friends?!"
"No matter what happens, she will always be my most cherished friend!" Mingche took a breath, reached out and grabbed the wine gourd from under the wall, pulled out the stopper, and took a few sips.
There was a sense of drunkenness in the room. The wine was probably very strong, but he drank it to the fullest, showing a rare boldness and uninhibitedness.
"I didn't expect you to be so good at drinking!" Zhuo Ya was a little surprised in her eyes.
"I can't!" Mingche raised his sleeves to wipe away the wine stains on his lips, "The more drunk you are, the more you can do it!"