Master Hu, Yang Hui, and Yang Rui set up the Nine Dragons Ecstasy to trap Zhang Shaoyang. Chen Zhe and Zhou Yuhan could not feel anything in the painting.
Zhou Yuhan was so frightened that he threw himself into Chen Zhe's arms and trembled, unable to push away...
"Hey, hey, don't do this. If your grandpa sees it, he won't tear me apart." Chen Zhe hugged Zhou Yuhan while desperately trying to push her away, and at the same time touched her butt.
It feels great in the hand, but lacks size and makes up for it with elasticity.
In normal times, Zhou Yuhan would definitely not be able to spare him, but now she didn't notice it at all.
Chen Zhe didn't know who caught him, or what magic weapon was used, but the dead body was very strange. He looked sideways at the body on the ground and frowned.
"Let go first, I want to take a look," Chen Zhe struggled for a moment but failed to break free.
This girl's grip was so tight that Chen Zhe's arms were so hot that a few pieces of skin might have fallen off.
If the two of us go out now, others will think that Zhou Yuhan gave him the first time...
Chen Zhe smiled jokingly: "I didn't expect you to be so timid,"
Zhou Yu coldly snorted. When she suddenly saw the dead body, she was indescribably frightened at first, but after a while she got better, at least she returned to her normal indifferent appearance.
Letting go of Chen Zhe, she took a few steps back, but she stayed far away from the scholar's body on the ground and hid behind Chen Zhe.
Chen Zhe knew that she wanted to save face, so he would never admit that he was afraid.
To be honest, Chen Zhe's little heart was beating wildly. The corpse appeared so weird, but the skin of the corpse was the same color as usual, so it should have looked like it had just died.
"You hide behind me, I have to take a look," Chen Zhe said softly, then carefully avoided the blood on the ground step by step, walked to the body and squatted down.
The clothes on the corpse looked like those of scholars from the Ming and Qing dynasties. Chen Zhe grabbed the hair of the head on the ground and pulled it.
This man's face is rather pretty, with a pretty face.
The deceased's expression was peaceful and his eyes were open. Chen Zhe poked the man's cheek and found that the skin was soft and elastic, with warmth...
Chen Zhe smiled with satisfaction: "Let's see, people who are more handsome than me only end up like this,"
Zhou Yuhan was so frightened that he even insulted Chen Zhe by saying, "All the men in the world will not end well."
There is nothing abnormal about the head...
Just when Chen Zhe wanted to look at the body, he suddenly remembered something. He turned around and looked again, and found that the pupils of the eyes on the head had not yet expanded.
He even saw his own reflection in his pupils.
This is really scary.
If Zhou Yuhan hadn't been here, Chen Zhe would have been frightened, but with her here and Chen Zhe showing fear, the two of them would have become a mess.
The fracture was extremely smooth, cut with a sharp blade, and there was nothing left on the body except clothes.
"Are you okay?" Zhou Yuhan asked calmly, his tone was as usual, but unfortunately he could not hide his trembling.
Chen Zhe clapped his hands, wiped a few hands on the clothes on the body and nodded: "Okay,"
He walked towards Zhou Yuhan with a solemn expression.
Even though Zhou Yuhan was usually lukewarm to him and never smiled at him, he still understood some of Chen Zhe's abilities. When he saw Chen Zhe's nervous eyes, his heart started to lift.
"After preliminary analysis, the real cause of death of this person was... his head was beheaded,"
Zhou Yuhan was stunned and glared at him: "If you scare me again, I will..."
"Kill me, right? Then there will be two corpses around you," Chen Zhe laughed loudly. Zhou Yuhan was so embarrassed that he turned his head and ignored Chen Zhe.
But she didn't notice that she seemed to be in a much better mood. She was angry rather than afraid.
At this point, Zhou Yuhan has no idea and depends on Chen Zhe for everything.
Chen Zhe walked to the side and touched the pillars of the prison. His tentacles were cold, neither gold nor wood, and he didn't know what material they were made of.
After shaking hard, it didn't move at all. Chen Zhe shook his head.
If the Methodists come to catch their magic weapon, they will definitely be good, but they have to give it a try, and they can't just sit back and wait for death.
"Emperor hates,"
Chen Zhe waved his hand, took the Emperor's Hate Sword in his hand, and shook it gently.
There was a buzzing sound, and the sword energy in this small space was fierce. Chen Zhe was surprised to find that the Emperor Hate Sword was out of his control, and began to beat uncontrollably, as if it was about to fly out.
Chen Zhe tried his best to suppress it with his true energy and it was better.
What's going on? It's not usually like this.
"You step back, as far away as possible," Chen Zhe ordered. Zhou Yuhan looked reluctant, but had no choice but to lean against the wall behind.
Chen Zhe took three steps back, then rushed forward fiercely. The Emperor's Hatred in his hand was rounded, and he struck a sword hard against the pillar of the prison.
The Emperor's Hate Sword made a harsh buzz, and Zhou Yuhan couldn't help but cover his ears, watching as the sword in Chen Zhe's hand turned into a cold light and struck the pillar hard.
The whole space shook violently several times. Zhou Yuhan's body swayed, and he managed to keep his body from falling by leaning on his back.
With the Four Swords of Fire, Chen Zhe struck the pillar with all his strength, and the sword body was violently shaken back, almost flying out of his hand.
"NND, this thing is hard enough,"
Taking a closer look, he saw that a small hole had been cut on the thick pillar, about half an inch deep.
Chen Zhe was overjoyed. If he slashed dozens more swords, he could break a pillar.
He picked up the real energy and struck it with one sword after another. The prison kept shaking, and he struck seven or eight times with a loud banging sound. Zhou Yuhan was shocked to the point where his ears were ringing and his eyes were dizzy, and he shouted loudly: "Stop cutting. I'm so sad,"
It's a pity that she didn't even hear her when she shouted.
Chen Zhe was so tired that he felt dizzy. He shook a few times and held on to the pillar. When he looked down at the gap, he couldn't help but cursed: "Holy shit,"
After one cut, it was half an inch deep, and after seven or eight cuts, there was still a small opening, and the small opening was slowly closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zhou Yuhan asked hopefully: "How about it? Can I escape?"
Chen Zhe sighed: "There is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"
Zhou Yuhan saw that he was talkative and snorted coldly: "Let me talk about the bad things first."
"Neither you nor I can escape," Chen Zhe put away his hatred and sat down on the ground.
Zhou Yuhan glanced at Chen Zhe with a look that he had known for a long time: "Okay then,"
Chen Zhe immediately smiled playfully: "Do you think we look like Adam and Eve now?"
Zhou Yu coldly snorted and stopped talking.
But at this moment, she and Chen Zhe talked more than usual together, and she didn't notice it herself.
Chen Zhe sat directly on the ground, but Zhou Yuhan had a mysophobia and kept standing. After a while, his legs hurt, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to sit on the ground.
The atmosphere between the two people suddenly dropped to freezing point. Zhou Yuhan didn't want to talk, but Chen Zhe knew that he was asking for trouble by talking. The silence in this small space was terrifying.
"Are you sleepy?" Chen Zhe simply lay on the ground and closed his eyes.
Zhou Yuhan didn't speak, and frowned slightly. After a while, he heard a "goo" sound. The sound was not loud, but unfortunately it was too quiet now, so it seemed particularly harsh.
Chen Zhe turned his head and looked at Zhou Yuhan not far away: "Why is it so noisy? I can't even sleep."
"Huh," Zhou Yuhan said nothing, but his face looked a little unnatural.
Chen Zhe sighed, these girls are too boring, Qin Xin would definitely pout and frown, shouting that she was hungry.
After a while, another sound came from Zhou Yuhan, this time the sound was louder.
It had been two hours since the two were captured. Normally she was still sleeping. Now she was frightened and fighting with Chen Zhe. Her physical strength was exhausted faster. She frowned and gently covered her stomach. She already had a slight stomachache. .
Chen Zhe sighed: "I know you're hungry. I have something that might work. It's better to have nothing than nothing,"
"What is it?" Zhou Yuhan bent down and half-squatted on the ground, obviously suffering from severe stomach pain.
"In addition to water, fructose, protein and fat, it also contains a variety of enzymes and inorganic salts. However, the taste is not particularly good, but the beauties in many movies like to eat it. You either want it," Chen Zhe smiled slightly.
Zhou Yuhan felt that Chen Zhe's smile was unspeakably obscene, but she was so hungry that she had to give in temporarily: "Take it out,"
"Okay," Chen Zhe said and started to unbutton his pants...
Zhou Yuhan frowned: "What are you doing?"
"Undo your pants, you have to help me. You can't get something for nothing," Chen Zhe said and untied his belt.
Zhou Yuhan was stunned for a moment, but she had learned about physiological hygiene and figured out what Chen Zhe was talking about. She was so angry that she had no energy to get angry.
Suddenly she felt like crying.
She was born into a wealthy family, but her parents died in a car accident at an early age. Fortunately, she had a grandfather who loved her very much, but her relatives had their own agendas.
I originally thought that the most painful thing in the world was weak family ties, but who knew it was not the case at all. The most painful thing in the world turned out to be hunger.
"Here, I have this one in my trouser pocket," a hand handed it over.
It was a piece of chocolate. The wrapping paper had been torn, and part of it had obviously been eaten. Zhou Yuhan looked at him in confusion: "Why did you put the half-eaten chocolate in your pocket?"
"That's your family's thing. I'm thinking of eating more to make up for it. If I can't eat it, I'll put it in my pocket, so I'll give you an advantage." Chen Zhe smiled slightly and passed the chocolate forward: "Eat it."
Practitioners consume more nutrients during breathing and breathing than ordinary people, and the same applies to martial arts practitioners. Otherwise, why would you say that the poor in culture and the rich in martial arts are still practicing without enough food?
So Chen Zhe often carries some food with him. Chocolate is obviously a high-energy thing. He usually carries three to five yuan in his pocket. Unfortunately, he ate all of it during the day and encountered an accident before he could replenish it.
Zhou Yuhan shook his head: "I won't eat what you have eaten,"
"Okay, I'll eat it myself," Chen Zhe nodded sincerely, took it back, tore open the wrapped area, and took a small bite.
The bite was very small, but Chen Zhe tasted it as if it was extremely delicious. He even smacked it in his mouth: "Hmm... not bad,"
Zhou Yuhan swallowed lightly, but gritted his teeth and refused to look at him. Chen Zhe smiled slightly and handed the thing over: "Eat it."
"I don't know how to eat it," Zhou Yu said coldly.
Chen Zhe yawned: "It's best if you don't eat it. Then you can help me keep it and eat it after I wake up."
After saying that, he turned around and fell asleep. After a while, he heard a slight snore.
Zhou Yuhan squeezed the chocolate in his hand tightly. In fact, Chen Zhe only bit off a very small piece.