In the hall, leaders of all factions are secretly planning ways to deal with Shu Shan.

Forsythia, who was eavesdropping behind the screen, was frightened.

Dirty prison, filled with a stench, curled up in the corner of Xun, small body can not stop shaking.

He is hungry, cold and afraid.

In this strange place, guards were standing everywhere, all with sticks in their hands. They were vicious. He didn't dare to cry, but could only sob secretly.

At this time, someone threw a piece of steamed bread into the prison and rolled to Xun's feet.

He was already hungry. He immediately stopped crying and picked up the steamed bread to put it in his mouth. When he smelled the peculiar smell from the steamed bread, he suddenly stopped.

"Big brother, this steamed bread has gone bad." He shook the steamed bread in his hand towards the guard outside. "And it's all stained with ash..."

Although Xun is not a rich childe, as a disciple of Shu mountain, he also grew up in a privileged way. How can he eat this broken steamed bread.

The guard angrily scolded, "eat if you want, and starve if you don't eat!"

Xun immediately trembled with fear, and the steamed bread fell to the ground again.

With his mouth curled, he wanted to cry, but he didn't dare to cry. His chin was shaking, and his eyes were red and swollen. He looked very poor.

At this time, a guard's voice sounded outside the prison, "you're coming."

Xun looked at the sound and saw a figure approaching in the distance.

The man was dressed in white, with a gentle smile on his mouth.

Xun blinked his puzzled eyes, but he bowed with a very polite bow and cried, "disciple, meet mingyuejun."

Emperor Mingyue ordered his entourage to "send it in."

The attendants immediately carried a wooden table into the prison, which was full of delicious food.

For a time, the aroma overflowed.

Xun's eyes were fixed on the wooden table, and his saliva almost came down.

But he still looked up and asked Mingyue Jun, "is it for me?"

Mingyuejun nodded.

Xun immediately rushed forward with joy. He even forgot to take his chopsticks and directly stretched out his hand to grab them.

At this time, Mingyue Jun suddenly said, "but after eating these, you must tell me what they have done behind the world if the real relationship between Shuijun and Jinglan."

Hearing these words, Xun's action was rigid. Then he retracted his hand and clamped it tightly in his armpit. It seemed that only in this way could he resist touching the food.

Seeing this, Mingyue Jun's face sank instantly. "What's the matter? Don't eat? "

Xun shook his head. "You asked me to talk about Ruoshui Jun and elder martial brother Jinglan, but I can't say it, and... If Shuijun and elder martial brother Jinglan didn't do things behind the world's back, so I can't eat these things."

Mingyue Jun smiled and said, "if you tell the truth, you can eat these delicious things every day in the future."

The aroma lingered at the tip of his nose, Xun swallowed his saliva, his stomach growled unconsciously, and his eyes floated to the wooden table.

The food was giving off an attractive luster, which made him want to reach out uncontrollably.

no way!

Xun shook his head hard, looked away hard, even his nose was blocked, and shouted "don't eat! I don't eat! "

It's like hypnotizing yourself.

Mingyue Jun is anxious and angry. How can you think that a child's self-control is so strong.

He left the prison angrily and took away the intact food.