Feng Tianxie glanced at the huge iron lock that imprisoned him. After walking a few steps, he didn't hear him muttering anything. He put down the candlelight at the closest distance to him, and half-squatted to pick up the iron.

Chain weighed it in his hand: "It's so cruel. It's not an easy thing to let you go. I don't have the ability."

Even if this formation is broken, the living person is tied with such a thick iron chain, and it is difficult to take him away. Sure enough, the Turks' methods are ruthless enough.

The boy raised his purple pupils at close range, as if he was looking at her. For a while, when she let go and was about to get up and leave, he suddenly grabbed her wrist. The force should not be underestimated.

It seems that this young man is not unarmed. Feng Tianxie stared at his slightly hopeful purple eyes and said word by word: "Unless you break this chain yourself, I will take you away."

The boy pursed his thin lips and shook his head without confidence. The hope in his purple eyes was broken little by little, "Jiujiu hated him and could not move even if he was locked by this iron chain. I wanted to interrupt it every day, but Jiujiu and Fruit

I tried countless times but it just couldn't..."

It seemed as if in order to prove that the boy did not lie, the monkey beside him who was never leaving him squeaked and spoke for him, and then a scene of monkeys hugging each other with tears was staged.

Feng Tianxie didn't raise his eyes, and he broke free from his hand with a little force. Just when his eyes completely lost their light, he said lazily: "I can try it, but I need a wooden stick and a wet cloth."

After saying that, the little monkey quickly rushed out, and the young man's purple eyes ignited a strong emotion, staring at her without a moment, and then raised his thin lips with a little pleasure: "You are, Ruan Ling."

This time it was a positive sentence. He believed that his master would not lie to him, and the only thing he remembered was the person who came back to save him was Ruan Ling. This sentence allowed him to support countless dark, lonely, cold and hungry nights.

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Feng Tianxie heard the real name of his previous life and even felt a little strange. Perhaps she had become accustomed to the identity of the seventh lady of the Feng family and the title of Feng Tianxie, and the only thing she could do was to adapt to this world.

But I haven't completely forgotten the Ruan Ling in my previous life. Now there is someone who can remember this name and reminds her all the time. Perhaps it is because of this reason that she will take the initiative to decide to give it a try.

After a while, the little monkey jumped in, holding a wooden stick in his mouth, and scratched her cloak at Feng Tianxie for credit.

Feng Tianxie didn't expect that this little monkey was so capable. After taking it, he tore off a piece of cloth on his body and soaked it on the damp ground. He wrapped the wet cloth expressionlessly into a thick iron chain, and then tied it.

Put on the wooden stick, "Can you bear it a little bit, can you do it?"

The boy seemed to trust her very much, staring at her with clear eyes and said, "Jiujiu believes in you."

The little monkey squatted aside with concern and did not dare to make a squeak. The black little eyes glanced between the two, as if they believed in Feng Tianxie.

She turned the wooden stick neatly without waiting. After several rounds, the thick iron chain began to deform, because the toughness of the wet cloth was not easily broken, and the wooden stick just acted as a leverage, which successfully achieved a tremendous effect.

In a short period of time, the chains have gradually become severely deformed, and the boy's arm will naturally be injured. However, seeing that he did not say a word, Feng Tianxie was not a mother-in-law, and he bent the chain at once to the point where he could get rid of the chain.
Chapter completed!