Chapter 35

Shenghai Hall, Ji's Dungeon.

The long gray hair was scattered in a messy way. Except for the Shenque Point in the eyebrows, Ji Hong’s Shenque Point and Jiangong Point were all pierced by thick iron cables, and they were firmly nailed to the ground, unable to use the profound energy in the profound sea. .

Looking forward through the fine iron fence, in the smaller cell on the opposite side is also a thin girl who is chained by iron chains. Her body is covered with blood, and her small face covered with mud can no longer be seen. A shred of beauty.

"Ji Quexue, don't pretend to be dead, get up and eat."

A guard from the Ji family in black came in with a cold wooden box and took a lot of effort to open the door of the dungeon where Ji Quexue was, with a rather impatient tone.

The wooden box was thrown in front of the girl very casually, and a cold, hard purple-black steamed bun and a few pieces of pickled pickles that were deliberately placed to be moldy fell out of it and scattered on the ground.

Ji Quexue moved a little, the iron chains rattled, and there was a piercing pain all over her body.

This kind of moldy food can't even be eaten by ordinary people in the outer city of Taichu Ancient City, let alone the daughter of her family's main lineage.

The black-clothed mansion guard stared intently at Ji Quexue's dirty little face, and there was a hint of teasing in his tone: "Why, Miss, don't you want to eat?"

While talking, they leaned closer.

Ji Quexue raised his head abruptly, his bloodshot eyes staring fiercely at the black-clothed mansion guard, causing him to be taken aback by surprise.

"If you dare to touch her, I will kill you."

The hoarse and unpleasant voice came to his ears, and the black-clothed mansion guard looked back, and Ji Hong in the opposite cell was staring at him with murderous intent.

"Bah! Do you think you are still the head of the Ji family? You are just a prisoner!"

Fu Wei pretended to be calm and spat fiercely at Ji Hong, but he suppressed the unbearable thoughts in his heart.

Although Ji Hong couldn't move, he was once in the realm of returning to the truth, and maybe there was some strange means.

If he was lustful to take advantage of Ji Quexue, maybe Ji Hong would really kill himself when he was angry. Competing with such a prisoner would be a bit of a loss.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Ji Hong hatefully, and didn't dare to touch Ji Quexue again, he turned around and locked the cell door and left.

"Que Xue, eat something, you are worthy of a fire, and you are not as good as me."

Ji Hong's voice became more and more hoarse.

Ji Quexue shook her head and closed her eyes directly.

Ji Hong let out a long sigh, and there was an extremely painful struggle in his eyes.

After a long time, he seemed to have finally decided something, and he was relieved.

"Que Xue, I have done many wrong things for my father in this life, and I have countless regrets and regrets. But this last thing, as a father, I will not regret it."

With a smile between Ji Hong's eyebrows, he spoke softly.

After these words were finished, his body actually withered and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a few short breaths, he became a thin old man with gray hair, and even his breath was hoarse.

Ji Quexue raised his head as if he had felt something, looked at Ji Hong, who had changed a lot, and subconsciously said, "What did you do?"

Ji Hong shook his head and opened his mouth slightly, but there was only a hoarse whimper in his throat.

It's just that his eyes are brighter than ever before, and a blazing flame is burning faintly.

"Father, father, what's the matter with you?"

Ji Quexue's feelings for Ji Hong are extremely complicated, and she doesn't even know whether she should hate him or not. Seeing Ji Hong like this at this time, she was still a little touched in her heart.

The flames in Ji Hong's eyes manifested, and gradually sloughed out of his body, turning into a phantom of a fire lotus floating towards Ji Quexue.

When the fire of the heart has not been extinguished, it is contrary to the way of heaven to sacrifice itself to others.

Not only will the divine soul shatter, but even the true spirit will collapse, completely dissipating between heaven and earth, and there will be no chance of reincarnation.

Ji Quexue looked up at the fire lotus that slowly merged into the Shengong acupoint in the center of his eyebrows. Between his heart throbbing, a ray of pure profound energy condensed from the Shengong acupoint and gradually flowed through the three major acupoints. , Thirty-six meridians.

When she looked at the opposite cell again, there was no sign of Ji Hong there.

The blood-stained steel cable hung down empty, only a few wisps of smoke gradually drifted away and gradually annihilated into fine dust.

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