The shop boy and the devil

Fu Yunmo was knocked out, she didn't see how that person made a move, she just felt a black eye and lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she was already in a dark cell, and a torch was put on the wall outside the cell, which made the cell feel a little warmer.

But in that humid and dirty environment, occasionally rats could be heard. Fu Yunmo's nerves tensed up. Looking around, he found that his burden was gone, and even Nan Kunlun was not there. With all her senses.

She stood up quickly, she was not afraid of mice, but besides mice, there must be cockroaches in this kind of place, she was terribly afraid of cockroaches.

She rushed to the door of the cell, but there was no one outside. She was afraid in her heart, and said softly, "Nan Kunlun?"

She wanted to know if Nan Kunlun was there, if Nan Kunlun was there, at least she could share some of the fear that she was about to suffocate herself now.

Only her own voice echoed in the empty cell, Fu Yunmo suddenly felt even more frightened, and she raised her voice again: "South Kunlun?"

At this time, besides her own voice, she also heard the sound of clothes rubbing against each other. Fu Yunmo seemed to grasp hope, and shouted again: "South Kunlun?"

At this time, a familiar voice slowly came from the cell next door: "Sister Mo?"

Fu Yunmo suddenly fell limp to the ground, as if she had finally caught a ray of light in the endless darkness, and she was almost crying with joy.

"it's me…"

After a while, Fu Yunmo replied to Nan Kunlun. At this time, Nan Kunlun also walked to the door of the cell and said, "Sister Mo, where are we? Yeyue God Sect?"

Look at the eerie place here, either the dungeon of the imperial court or the dungeon of the Yeyue God Sect, which is quite like the style of the Demon Sect.

Fu Yunmo looked at the big iron chain that locked the prison door, pulled it, but it didn't move at all, only made a little crisp sound.

"Probably. Nan Kunlun, can you break this chain?"

Hearing the words, Nan Kunlun immediately tried it, made a lot of noise, and finally heard him sigh and said: "No, this is probably black iron, with my internal strength and strength, I can't get it open. "

When Fu Yunmo heard this, he was obviously a little surprised. The Yeyue Sect is so proud to use these rare black irons to make chains?

No wonder that woman Ye Xihan was so relieved that she didn't put handcuffs on herself, because they couldn't pry open this cage at all...

At this time, the door of the dungeon was opened. In the quiet environment, the sound of opening the door was a bit harsh, and then the two heard footsteps, and they walked down the stairs steadily one after another, and Ye Xihan came into view. Dressed in blue, she still wore the white jade mask on her face. Behind her was a man, a man wearing a Shura mask, and carrying her and Nan Kunlun's luggage in his thick arms.

There was a simple wooden table and wooden chairs in front of Nan Kunlun and Fu Yunmo's cell. After putting the bags on the wooden table, the man bowed respectfully towards Ye Xihan and left the cell.

Ye Xihan, on the other hand, sat down leisurely on the wooden chair, with his slender legs hidden under the blue gown intertwined. Can take a life.

"I searched all over your bags, but I couldn't find what I wanted. Tell me, where is Fengyun Jue?"

Ye Xihan leaned forward, the corners of her mouth curved like a smile but not a smile, even though Fu Yunmo was observant, under the light of Ye Ye's fire, Fu Yunmo still couldn't read her emotions.

"You probably saw the salted fish in my bag!"

Fu Yunmo's fear just now was suddenly swept away by the salted fish in his mouth, and the corner of his mouth inadvertently raised a small arc.

Speaking of the salted fish, Ye Xihan's brows hidden under the mask frowned, and his lips were tightly pursed, as if he was very disgusted with this salted fish.

"Would you believe me if I said that this salted fish was what the man in black gave me that day?"

After Fu Yunmo finished speaking, she saw Ye Xihan take a deep breath, picked up her bag and threw it in the direction of the cell, furious.

"Dare to play me!"

Ye Xihan's anger seemed to ignite the entire cold cell. Nan Kunlun, who was in the other cell, was obviously a little stunned. He thought it was a cold beauty, but he didn't expect it to be an ice volcano, and it ignited immediately.

Ye Xihan ruthlessly threw Fu Yunmo's luggage into Fu Yunmo's cell. Some clothes were left outside the cell, but the salted fish flew into the cell impartially, and the smell of salted fish spread Come.

"I knew you didn't believe me."

Fu Yunmo spread her hands, this was expected, and no one would believe it if she told it to anyone.

Ye Xihan's eyes were extremely cold, which was inversely proportional to her anger. Fu Yunmo wanted to laugh at first, but after seeing Ye Xihan's eyes, she shivered unconsciously...feeling like a rabbit The feeling of being watched by a tiger.

Ye Xihan walked towards Fu Yunmo step by step, and the corners of his mouth instantly recovered the arc of a half-smile, and Fu Yunmo couldn't help but sigh how quickly this person changed his face.

"I'll give you one more chance."

Ye Xihan half-closed his eyes, Nan Kunlun in another cell could only be anxious, but could do nothing.

"I am telling the truth."

Fu Yunmo really couldn't tell Ye Xihan any Fengyun Jue. If she didn't believe her, there was nothing she could do. Trapped in this cage, she could only be a mermaid.

The corners of Ye Xihan's mouth twitched, and the word 'do not believe' was clearly written in her eyes. She pulled out the sword at her waist. Fu Yunmo looked down and saw that it was not the sword she had imagined, but a sword like a knife. A sword with a barbed bone...

Fu Yunmo was sweating coldly, and Ye Xihan waved his hand casually, and Fu Yunmo backed away extremely quickly, but the two-foot-long sword stretched out like a whip, and Fu Yunmo could see the thorny bones extending towards him Come over, and what connects these joints is an imperceptible silver thread. Fortunately, under the firelight, she saw the silver thread shining.

Fu Yunmo never expected that the sword would turn into a whip in an instant. Fortunately, it didn't come to stab himself, but wrapped around his left arm in an instant. The more he struggled, the tighter the silver thread was. The thorns on the bones will also embed more in one's skin, causing unbearable pain.

"Ah... ah... pain..."

Fu Yunmo wanted to move forward, but found that the silver threads and bones wrapped around her hands hadn't loosened at all because of her movement.

"Little Sister Mo! Little Sister Mo! Female devil, come rush to me if you need anything!"

Hearing Fu Yunmo's cry of pain, Nan Kunlun's heart tightened, but he still couldn't do anything, and he could only see the disdainful light from the corner of Ye Xihan's eyes.

"Your little lover is affectionate and righteous to you."

Ye Xihan pulled back the hand holding the sword, and the restraint on Fu Yunmo's hand became tighter and tighter. The thorns on the bones even pierced into the flesh, and a little bit of blood flowed out.

Fu Yunmo wrinkled her pretty face, and didn't dare to touch the silver thread and bone with her other hand, for fear that her other hand would bleed after touching it.

"...he is not a little lover!"

At this moment, Fu Yunmo still has to firmly deny that Nan Kunlun is not her little lover, but Mo...no...it doesn't look like Mo Lixi now...

"Do you still dare to lose your mind in front of me?"

Ye Xihan's clear voice came, and he pulled his hand back a little. Fu Yunmo couldn't stand it anymore. If this continues, his arm might be cut into pieces by this weapon.

"I really didn't lie to you..."

Fu Yunmo's brow was covered in cold sweat from the pain, and her voice was almost squeezed out between her teeth. If Ye Xihan didn't let go of her weapon, her hand would really be useless.

Ye Xihan froze for a moment, and finally made a backhand. She didn't know what sorcery she used. The sword let go of Fu Yunmo's arm, and then returned to its original position, turning into a sword again.

When the thorn on the bone was healed, Fu Yunmo felt the pain in his heart, and suddenly wanted to cry, why did he have to suffer this kind of crime because of a salted fish!

Thinking about it, Fu Yunmo really cried out. She has never cried since she came to this world, and she can bear it no matter how sad she is, but because of a salted fish, because of a female devil who made things difficult and hurt her in every possible way, she was so wronged. I couldn't help crying too.

Ye Xihan was also a little surprised, she thought that Fu Yunmo was a woman who had been tempered into steel, but she cried because of this injury.

"Why are you crying?"

It's just that Ye Xihan didn't bypass Fu Yunmo, but his tone was a little softer.

"I said I don't have Fengyun Jue. If you don't believe me, who knows why he gave me a salted fish!"

Fu Yunmo covered her arm that was still bleeding, her voice choked up, and the word was almost indistinct in the end.

I have performed a lot of crying scenes, but I really feel extremely uncomfortable when I cry.

Ye Xihan was silent for a while, but he still didn't say anything, but withdrew his sword and looked at Fu Yunmo coldly.

"Sister Mo, don't cry, I'll be with you."

Nan Kunlun grasped the iron bars of the cell with both hands, almost sticking his head out, but he still couldn't see Fu Yunmo in the cell next door.

Soon, Ye Xihan took out a small bottle from his sleeve and threw it into the cell, making a crisp sound.

"If you let me know that you are still crying, I will sew your eyes up later."

Ye Xihan looked upset at the tears streaming down from Fu Yunmo, and with a flick of his sleeves, he left the cell, but the moment he was about to step out of the cell, he heard Fu Yunmo's scream.

"There are cockroaches—!"

Suddenly, a gap seemed to be opened in his disturbed heart, and Ye Xihan burst out laughing. If someone saw him, he would be fascinated by this smile, but this moment disappeared quickly. Flash in the pan.

After Fu Yunmo trampled the cockroach to death, looking at the little wounds on her hands, she suddenly felt sorry for herself. After all, she was a girl, how could she see people after these wounds left scars?

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the small bottle that Ye Xihan had just thrown in, she walked over step by step, picked it up...

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