Wang Feng, who was silent, suddenly spat at Mr. Zhou.

I just spit it into the tea.

Mr. Zhou was furious. He jumped up and pointed at Wang Feng and said: "Get into the oil pan and fry him into pieces."

Qin Yuan raised his hand and touched his nose.

The leader of the jailers took out a high-level Taoist soldier-level oil pan.

Put the Wang Feng in, and after a period of time, the Wang Feng will be fried like twists.

"Are you going to vomit again?"

Mr. Zhou said with a mocking look on his face.

Wang Feng made no move.

Mr. Zhou left with a look of satisfaction.

The leader of the jailers followed and walked out.

When passing by Qin Yuan standing in the corner, their eyes met.

After a while.

Wang Feng opened his eyes and looked at Qin Yuan: "I was tortured just now and I didn't feel any pain at all. Does it have something to do with you?"

"It has nothing to do with me"

Qin Yuan denied it.

The leader of the jailers came back and said, "More money."

Gan!

Qin Yuan took out another stack of spiritual tickets with a dark face.

The head jailer left with satisfaction.

“Thank you very much”

Wang Feng said gratefully.

"Don't offend that Mr. Zhou again, you will live a happy life in the future."

Qin Yuan said.

Wang Feng nodded perfunctorily.

Qin Yuan, who would never go against human nature, did not persuade him again.

"I am leaving"

Qin Yuan turned around and walked a few steps, then stopped and said: "Be careful what you eat."

"Under His Majesty's nose, they dare not"

Wang Feng said.

At this moment, a bug that didn't know where it came from, went crazy after eating it, and rolled its eyes on the spot.

Wang Feng broke out in cold sweat immediately.

On the first night.

Nothing happened in the prison.

The next night.

Nothing happened in the prison.

…

More than ten days passed in a row.

Qin Yuan, who had been watching, was not impatient at all.

Uncle Qin has plenty of time.

Until the twentieth day.

night.

Wang Feng, who had been digging the Lingshi mine for many days, was about to lie down and rest.

The carefree Mr. Zhou and the jailer carrying a rice pail walked in.

"Get him more food"

Mr. Zhou said with a smile.

The jailer responded, scooping out a lot of it with a spoon like he was feeding an animal, and poured it into the sink in front of Wang Feng.

Mr. Zhou backed away in disgust.

After Wang Feng waited for the two to leave, he got some food out and fed a bug.

After the worm had eaten, it turned over and died.

Wang Feng's heart trembled.

At this moment, Mr. Zhou's voice sounded: "Isn't it good to be poisoned to death?"

Wang Feng stood up suddenly and slapped the door of the cell frantically: "Help, help..."

The cell was completely silent, like a ghost.

After a while, Mr. Zhou let out a strange laugh of "Jie Jie".

Then, there is no more.

Wang Feng thought the man had been scared away and breathed a sigh of relief.

In an unknown space.

A large group of people were lying down.

Qin Yuan doesn't know what they are called, and he doesn't want to know what they are called.

"Who are you?"

A man got up and asked weakly.

This person is none other than Mr. Zhou.

"Qin Yuan, Qin Cao, Qin Bei, Qin Quan, Qin Pi, Qin Chan"

Qin Yuan said.

Mr. Zhou's expression became very wonderful.

Qin Yuan waved his hand and all these people became atomized.

The monks who have reached the realm of enlightenment are so terrifying.

At this moment, strong fluctuations came from the core of the Origin Star, which had been silent.
Chapter completed!