"Good! Ling Bufan!! You'd better bite to death like this, wait for me to behead your son's head tomorrow!! Lao Tzu wants to see if his son will be beheaded. Can you be so calm! "

In the fury, Liang Buhuan kicked over the banquet.

"Keep starving him, thirsty him! I want to see how long this old thing can endure without eating or drinking! "

The Yamen servants should bow down and watch him leave and begin to clean up the mess.

One of them quietly put the chicken legs under the straw, and the other dropped the cloth and silk soaked in water, and quietly carried the table back.

Not long after they left, Ling Bufan's eyes slowly opened and stretched his waist.

Twisting the cloth, moistening the mouth with water, and then gobbling down a chicken leg, Ling Bufan's eyes float with a sneer.

The Ling family was in the army at that time.

Most of the veterans in the army have some friendship with Ling Jiajun.

As time went by, the veterans retired from the battlefield and were assigned to prison as guards.

There are many such veterans in the prison of Shuicheng.

With their secret care, he and Ling Yunxi did not suffer much.

The problem now is that he needs to break through the confinement of his body and run Xuanqi.

Half a month ago, the Ling family suddenly broke into some armored bodyguards.

These people are the cultivation of Xuanshen, and Ling Jiajun has no power to fight back.

Forced by helplessness, in order to minimize the loss, he ordered no resistance.

It is a death to resist in a corner, but there is a chance of survival to be captured without a hand.

He Ling Bufan's personal life and death doesn't matter, but he doesn't want Ling Jiajun's brother to accompany their father and son to die in vain.

Therefore, he allowed his own acupoints to be sealed, Xuanqi was restrained, and he became a prisoner.

In the past half a month, he tried to break through his imprisonment with mysterious spirit, but he always failed at the last moment!

If you want to break through the confinement of his dark Qi, you must break through the pass with higher-level Xuanqi, or it will not help at all.

Outside came the sound of scolding and whipping, and Ling Bufan could not help conniving.

This is Liang Buhuan's pressure on him and Lingyun, forcing them to go to a place.

They didn't know what the place they were going to, but their intuition was not a good thing, so they resolutely refused.

In the past half a month, Liang Buhuan has tried his best to make him respond.

The more eager he was, the more calm Ling Bufan was.

An old fox like him knows the rules of the game.

No, he still has a chance to turn the tables and have a chance to survive.

But if they should, the only way to wait for them is to die.

"Alas..."

A long sigh came from behind him.

Ling Bufan was shocked, half of the chicken leg bone instantly stuffed into the mouth, long body and stand, a motionless.

This drumstick was given to him by others. If it was found, none of the Yamen servants could run away.

"In vain, I'm still worried about your suffering. I didn't expect you to eat and drink here, and your life is quite moist..."

The sound of ridicule comes back.

Ling Bufan was shocked and turned.

"Feather son?"

There is no one in the cell behind him. There is no trace of Ling Luoyu.

Ling Bufan was stunned for a moment, and then he gave a bitter smile.

"It seems that I'm still old after all, and I'm hearing things..."

In the murmur, he chewed the chicken bone and turned around.

Suddenly --

"hi..."

"Cough..."

Ling Luoyu a greeting is not finished, Ling Bufan because of cold not ding a scared, half of the chicken bone stuck in the throat.

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