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Is there an error in the book?

impossible.It is impossible for the plot written in the original novel to go wrong.There must have been a jester here or something.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, calmed down, and began to sort out his thoughts.

A flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.

time.It's a matter of time.

The novel does not say that the time to imprison Yeren is now.Maybe the future, maybe the past.

The worst outcome is that he was once imprisoned, but now that person is no longer there, or even dead.

Wen Ling didn't give up, and wanted to find some more information.The bottom floor of the dungeon is different from the other levels of cells.There is no need to separate compartments.In the entire last floor, there is only one room.

It was empty and empty, with a full one hundred square meters, empty, not even a bed or a chair.Only some grass clippings remained at the base of the wall, which turned into dust when one stepped on it.

It seems that these grass clippings have been here for a long time.Wen Ling squatted down.It should be left by someone sleeping here before.etc!What's this?

Wen Ling noticed that the wall was peeling off, and he peeled off the peeling white wall.A line of writing was exposed under the wall.

【From the past to the future】

Written in Tras script.The font looks familiar.Wen Ling took out the parchment that she had always carried with her and compared it.

The exact same font.This is written by the same person.

Past and future... what future is taken from the past?

Unwilling to give up, Wen Ling set her sights on the upper dungeon.

The penultimate floor was still very cold and gloomy.If the person locked up here is not a blood race, he would have already suffered from rheumatism.There are still not many people detained on this floor, only a few cells, most of which are empty.

There are no guards?There was an extremely obvious sound of inhalation and saliva from a distance, which made Wen Ling's scalp tingle.

Wen Ling's footsteps froze all of a sudden.The little devil was very excited.If he hadn't been able to come out of his stomach, he would have already flown out to fight these people.Wen Ling patted him to keep him still.The little devil restrained himself and sealed all his aura.

"Did that little bastard bring us something delicious?"

"Shut up! How can that bastard give us food? His bill will only make you starve to death. Old man, have you been starving for too long, and have you starved out of your mind?"

"That's right. You smell that bastard's stink? I can guarantee that when that guy comes, his disgusting smell is everywhere! I can smell it!"

"Can I be honest? I do smell that bastard's stench—that human smells of that bastard."

"Shut up." In the end, a masculine male voice overwhelmed the audience, and everyone immediately shut their mouths without saying a word.

In one of the small rooms, a handsome man walked out of a shadow, about 30 years old in appearance.His gestures are quite elegant, with the aura of a superior person.Appears to be the leader of the prison gang.

"Hello, human being. You smell delicious." The other party looked at Wen Ling with admiration.

This weird way of greeting the blood race.

Wen Ling immediately didn't feel that he was elegant anymore.This damn food chain.And he is the existence at the bottom of the food chain.

"It's a pity that it smells like that little bastard." The man frowned.

Wen Ling asked, "You little bastard?" He heard that this group of bloods kept saying they were little bastards.Although he guessed in his heart who the little bastard was referring to, Wen Ling still asked.

The man sneered twice, but said nothing.The blood race in the next few cells was cleared up by Wen Ling.

"Who else can I refer to? You smell like him all over you. Humans, is it possible that you are his pet? Damn, this bastard won't let us raise humans, and he's not doing this kind of business himself. Little bitch!" The blood race became more and more angry, and began to insult directly.

Wen Ling also fully understood at this time.It seems that these few people were all sent here by Bai Xiao, and they have enmity with Bai Xiao.

As for the smell - he was wondering, are all the blood races with such sharp noses?Where is the smell on him?He is not Hanxiang.

Wen Ling felt a little regretful that she didn't have a vampire's nose.Otherwise, he would be able to smell what he smelled like.

"Human, why did you come here?" The boss glanced at the food he was carrying, shook his head and said, "Don't tell me you are here to deliver food. That bastard never thought of delivering food to us."

"I'm sorry. If you like, these foods are also good." Wen Ling lifted the lid of the food box and opened it to reveal the pig's blood soup inside.

These vampires seem to know a lot of information.Wen Ling was going to deal with them well so as to inquire about the news.

Sprinkle some chopped green onion and white sesame seeds, and there is chili oil floating on the bottom.It's spicy.

This was cooked by Wen Ling himself.At this moment, the head chef is wondering why there is a large pot of pig's blood missing in the kitchen.

"It's not good blood. It's poor in quality. I didn't even take a look at it before. But your human craftsmanship is very good. I'm very satisfied." The boss took a bite, and the others came over to taste it, and they were immediately impressed. Sizzling hot.

But it's all about complaining, and they didn't stop eating.

To be honest, for a long time, I haven't eaten anything for a year or two.Even if you don't die, you will still be hungry.

"If the food that bastard brought us is of this level, I'm not so opposed to fasting young children's blood." A vampire with an evil face showed two fangs and smiled sinisterly at Wen Ling, "Hey, kid. What's your purpose here?"

"It's nothing." Wen Ling didn't want to reveal it.His attention was all on the two fangs of the vampire.The fangs of the blood race can be retracted.

He had never seen Bai Xiao showing these two teeth.Most of the vampires here will put away their two teeth, they think it is a polite social etiquette.

Showing fangs represents a threat to protest and a show of force.But the one in front of him is just showing his two canines carelessly like this without covering up.This is a guy with a perverse personality.

Their boss spoke up.

"Your food is good. In return, we can answer some questions we can. It seems that there are many things you want to know."

"I just came up from the last floor." Wen Ling said, he did not directly explain the purpose of coming.He didn't directly answer whether he wanted to know more or not.

It is the basic principle not to let one's handle fall into the hands of others.

"The last floor? Who are you looking for? Humans, there is no one there."

"How come?" Wen Ling feigned surprise.He seemed very naive.

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;The blood race laughed and said: "You don't believe it? I won't be wrong. If there is someone, I will know. I have been here for four or five hundred years. The last floor has never been closed."

Unbelievable, the blood clan asked again.

"Tell me, who do you want to find? I think I can know. I am the oldest guy who has stayed here, except me. I am afraid that no one else knows."

Wen Ling no longer concealed it, and said frankly: "A guy who calls people."

"Foolish?" He thought for a moment, seeming to remember something, "This name sounds familiar. I think I've heard it before."

"I heard this name when I was in Leno's time. Because it was a human being. Leno hated humans, and he hardly mentioned the name of humans. But it was surprising to say it from Leno's mouth. So I was a little impressed."

"The Leno era? Isn't that..." Wen Ling's heart turned cold.Of course he knew who Leno was.

Leno was the name of the blood king of the previous generation.It has been 500 years since Lionel died at the hands of Bai Xiao.

"I'm sorry to bring you bad news." The elegant vampire bowed to him and said politely, "You look very sad."

"Yes."

Of course.It's his life.There is also a little devil in his belly that is ready to die at any time.

The evil blood with two teeth bared suddenly lay down on the iron railing, and let out a sigh of relief at Wen Ling.

"Delicious human. You're out of luck. If Leno was still alive, you might be able to find this jester. Too bad Leno is dead. Leno is the only blood that holds the secret of time. You should blame the little bastard .”

The vampire's face turned pale, as if thinking of something bad, he scratched his neck, "Damn it. The little bastard is even better than me. He didn't even leave Leno's body behind."

Wen Ling caught a word in his ears.The secret of time.

It's time again.

Wen Ling thought of the note and the words carved on the wall.He was very keen, and immediately thought that there should be a relationship between them.

The evil guy was cast a sideways glance by their boss and retreated.Their boss said again: "If you can find out Leno's time secret, maybe you still have a chance to find the person you're looking for."

"What is the secret of time?"

"I don't know." He shook his head, "The ability of the blood king has never been imagined." Leno is like this, and so is the current one.They have great energy.

"Thank you." Wen Ling sincerely thanked her and left the place.

He guessed:

The original owner definitely found Leno's "time secret".It was precisely because of this that he obtained the source blood of the original owner.

Wen Ling took off the fake makeup after leaving the dungeon.The clothes and the pass card were returned immediately.No one found out.

Thinking that the noses of those vampires were too good, Wen Ling took a shower before Bai Xiao came back to make himself clean and refreshed.

Bai Xiao didn't notice anything wrong with Wen Ling.Bai Xiao came back a bit late.I didn't even catch up with the fixed meal time.This is not in line with Bai Xiao's strict schedule.

Bai Xiao looked at Wen Ling twice, as if he wanted to say something.Unexpectedly, he opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.With Youyou's gaze, Wen Ling thought that Bai Xiao had discovered something.

fine.He didn't.

The next day, Wen Ling met the snowy owl again.The snowy owl's wings are recovering well, and it has been able to fly with flapping wings.

Seeing Wen Ling, the snowy owl even flapped its wings and flew to another tree.Wen Ling can assure you that the bird definitely flew away after seeing him!

"Come here." Wen Ling hooked her hands.

Snowy Owl's head turned the other way.

Wen Ling climbed up the tree and forcibly brought the snowy owl down from the tree.Snowy Owl struggled as if being molested by Wen Ling.Wen Ling was dumbfounded.As for?He didn't have any birds to molest a bird.

"Don't move. Let me see if the wings are healed." Wen Ling opened them and looked twice, making sure that the wounds had healed before putting them down.

"It's so fast." Wen Ling muttered, and involuntarily touched the snowy owl's belly with her hands.The snowy owl couldn't resist, it had already chosen to close its eyes, accepting Wen Ling's touch as if it were being tortured.

With humiliation and unwillingness on his face!Being stroked up and down by humans like this, the snowy owl's face will turn red.

Wen Ling burst out laughing.This sand sculpture is really interesting, like meeting a hooligan.Afraid of being touched by him.Do you think he can still see a bird?

Snowy Owl opened his eyes, a pair of golden pupils stared at Wen Ling.It seems to be saying, I am so miserable and you are still laughing.Humans, do you have a heart!

Wen Ling couldn't help laughing even louder.After arriving here, the first time there was no haze of laughter to this sand sculpture.

"Stupid bird, hiss—you still peck me if you don't want to repay me." Wen Ling grabbed the snowy owl's beak, "Look at the crow, it will feed back."

Snowy Owl is furious: hateful humans.Call him a stupid bird, and insult him with a black bird like a crow.Unforgivable.Besides—

However, Wen Ling said again: "But I might die."

Wen Ling let go of the hand that pinched the snowy owl's mouth.The snowy owl didn't peck him, but gently rubbed the back of Wen Ling's hand with its beak.When he became a snowy owl, he was always a little more presumptuous.

【Humanity.You will not die.I will not let you die. 】

The snowy owl stood on Wen Ling's leg, scratching Wen Ling's leg with its claws.However, Wen Ling didn't notice what a bird did.He let go of the snowy owl and went back to the palace alone.

The snowy owl stood on the top of the tree, quietly watching the backs of the humans.Suddenly, I feel a little lonely in the back of human beings.Snowy Owl wanted to open his mouth to stop him, but closed his mouth.

As soon as he exited, he screamed.It's just too weak.He didn't like the cry, just like he didn't like himself.

He hates being weak.Hate becoming a weak self, hate him who was once weak.It represented his humiliating and tragic past.Bai Xiao hated the past.

Although Wen Ling said that she was about to die.But it doesn't mean he has given up on himself.

This is not Wenling.

When he was the worst, he was only three years old and it was snowing. Together with other abducted children, he stood on the side of the road begging for passers-by, wearing only a thin coat.The traffickers don't allow them to wear thick clothes, even if they add an extra piece of clothing, saying that is not enough to make people feel sympathetic.

He shouted to everyone who passed by.

Please do me a favor.

Uncle, aunt, sister, brother, grandma, grandpa——

He numbly didn't know what his father and mother were like.

So he won't give up.