The two of them found the cell where Hua Cishu was being held. There were more people patrolling underneath than in Jingzhao Prison last time, and there were also people from the Rakshasa Sect among them.

If Jingzhao Prison is famous, then the direct impression left on people by Zhao Prison is that of a dark hell, which is frightening. All prisoners who enter here will lose their skin even if they don't die.

Hua Cishu was probably in danger. Feng Jiuxi looked anxiously at the batches of black-clothed patrols passing by below, making it clear that there was no chance for anyone to find a way to exploit the situation.

Looking sideways, Xue Yelan's side face lines in the moonlight looked like snow jade carvings, sacred and inviolable.

But what time is it now? Did this uncle come to bask in the moon on the roof?

Feng Jiuxi said anxiously: "These people are coming and going without even letting a fly go. How can we get down here?"

Xue Yelan's snow-white fingers emitted soft light in the moonlit sky.

Feng Jiuxi swallowed her saliva, this man was really a beauty, he could move people's hearts unintentionally with every move he made.

Then Feng Jiuxi saw a little blue light emerging from his shiny fingertips, getting brighter and brighter, converging into a crystal snow-colored Bianhua flower, floating below, spreading out bit by bit, wherever the snow-blue stream of light passed,

The jailer fell to the ground repeatedly and seemed to have fainted.

"Let's go." Xue Yelan put his hand on her slender waist and landed on the ground.

Feng Jiuxi kicked the man in black, who was sleeping like a dead pig, and gave Xue Yelan a thumbs up, her eyes shining, "Awesome!"

Xue Yelan's expression was calm, but actually she was happy inside. A Xi was so proud of herself!

In the cell, the oil lamp was dim, and people were scattered around in the dark night.

The further you go in, the darker the light becomes and the narrower the space becomes.

In the last cell, a man's face was covered with dirty hair, his prison clothes were lying bloody in the corner, and the surrounding air was warm.

Feng Jiuxi's eyes suddenly brightened, she opened the door and shouted: "Mengmeng, Hua Mengmeng, wake up quickly."

Xue Yelan's eyes darkened, neither salty nor cool: "He has also fallen into my illusion. You can't wake him up even if you scream."

"You should untie him."

Xue Yelan looked calm and unmoved.

"Boss, hurry up."

Seeing her anxious expression, Xue Yelan reluctantly raised her hand to break open the cell door and release his illusion.

Feng Jiuxi rushed in like an arrow off the string and helped up the flower tree.

Xue Yelan's eyes slid to the plain hands on Hua Cishu's arms, which were filled with ice coldness. She wished she could rush up immediately, hold Feng Jiuxi's hands and squeeze them ten or eight times.

"Hua Cishu, wake up quickly."

When Hua Cishu heard the sound, she opened her eyes weakly, saw Feng Jiuxi clearly, and moved back with great resistance.

"Who are you..." His lips were covered with dry wounds, his face was pale, his eyes were filled with vigilance, and most importantly, there was no hope in them.

Feng Jiuxi's eyes turned dark. The methods used to imprison him were the same as she imagined. No matter how high-spirited people were, they would lose their will in the double torture of body and spirit until they despaired.

Her face was soft and she tried to speak as slowly as possible: "Young Master Hua, don't be afraid, I am the Fourth Princess Feng Jiuxi."

Hua Cishu relaxed his expression. He had heard that the Fourth Princess Jiuli was a fool, but the woman in front of him had clear eyes and a calm demeanor. She did not look like someone with a brain problem.

Without pretense: "You are not, the Fourth Princess Jiuli is a fool, how could she appear here."

Feng Jiuxi's eyes were clear and her voice was as clear as the wind: "I didn't lie to you. I regained my consciousness after accidentally falling into the water and waking up."

Hua Cishu stared at her blankly. Although she spoke very softly, she had a power that could not be ignored, and her steady expression was very similar to Feng Changrong's.

The ignored Lord Junshang over there looked at him with dark eyes.

Hua Cishu felt inexplicably like something was wrapped around her neck, and there was a cold feeling on her neck. She turned her head and looked towards the door to find the source of the cold pressure.

The dark look outside the gap between the wooden piles silently exuded a dangerous aura that could freeze him into an ice sculpture.

Hua Cishu looked away in fear and turned even paler: "Who outside doesn't seem very friendly."

Feng Jiuxi said: "He came with me, please leave him alone."

Mr. Junshang is a little moody and unhappy. How can A Xi treat other men better than him?

I have been looking for her for three hundred years, not just to see her hanging out with those low-level men.

"Feng Jiuxi, I want to be scornful of you." The man said the most abnormal words with the most normal expression.

The lifeless Hua Cishu's eyes widened in shock, as if he was alive and well.

Feng Jiuxi was blown away in minutes!

"Xue Yelan, is there something wrong with your mind?"

"I have you in my mind!" Mr. Junshang didn't care about his manners, demeanor, and aura. The dirty man just now dared to stare directly at his A Xi. If he was in the spiritual realm, he would have died long ago.

Can't die anymore!

The ground shook slightly, and Feng Jiuxi saw the cold air at Xue Yelan's feet. Looking up, his eyes flashed with ice-blue coldness.

The boss is angry, this is changing the rhythm of the refrigerator.

Hua Cishu was so frightened that she could not speak.

Bo! Feng Jiuxi went up and kissed him domineeringly.

The cold air that was running rampant on Xue Yelan's body faded away in an instant.

"Ah!" Hua Cishu couldn't stand the single guy anymore. He screamed and lowered his head, like an old monk chanting: "Don't look at anything that's inappropriate, don't look at anything that's inappropriate."

"You don't want to be frivolous with me. Are you satisfied now?" Feng Jiuxi showed her domineering and flirtatious side in front of him for the first time.

Xue Yelan looked at her pink lips, her eyes were infatuated, and her tone was deep, as if she was burning again: "Not satisfied."

Feng Jiuxi was about to be defeated by his shamelessness. She quickly kept her distance from him and pretended to be confident: "That's it for not being satisfied. Hua Cishu and I have important matters to discuss. If you have any dissatisfaction, you want to vent it."

, just stay away from us, the sky is high and vast outside, just do as you please!"

Xue Yelan finally regained his senses, because he knew very well that if the seal of heaven and earth was broken, Xuanwu Continent would probably disappear.

He said slowly: "Okay, just tell me quickly, I'll be right here and won't disturb you at all."

He said he wouldn't disturb her, but Hua Cishu saw the cold look in his direction, as if she was buried alive in ice slag, and was about to be so oppressed that she couldn't breathe.

She looked at Feng Jiuxi pitifully and said, "Fourth Princess, it would be better for you to stay away from me and talk."

"Okay." Feng Jiuxi was moved by his expression and stepped back.

Xue Yelan's eyes were still frighteningly cold.

Hua Cishu was timid: "Please step back again."

Until it retreats to one meter.

Only then did Xue Yelan calm down the cold air and slowly turned her gaze to Feng Jiuxi, who was as warm as the spring sun.

Hua Cishu finally let go of her hanging heart.

It's just that there is a long distance between them, making communication difficult.

Feng Jiuxi got to the point: "Young Master, did they force you to confess something to hurt you like this?"

Hua Cishu was heartbroken: "These bastards want me to confess that King Mu's rebellion is related to Qinglin Academy."

Feng Jiuxi's face fell into the shadows and she fell silent.
Chapter completed!