hierarch please stop

After all, there is no such thing as regret medicine in the world, Rong Feijue knows it, but so what?Things have already happened, and it has come to this point, what is the use of regretting?

Rong Feijue dragged his heavy shackles and handcuffs, and leaned against the cold wall weakly.

In the dark cell, a dirty and fat mouse ran to Rong Feijue, as if he had gotten used to the fact that the new prisoners would always be depressed, and ate the rotten food on the ground in awe.

Rong Feijue lowered his eyes and took a look, trying to drive away the arrogant mouse, but found that he couldn't even raise his hand.

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma. From the moment he woke up, he knew that he had changed from being the proud son of heaven that everyone envied in the martial arts world to a despised prisoner in the court.

He has defeated countless people at a young age, and has become the No.9 master in the martial arts.

But now?Who is this person who is in such a desperate situation that he cannot protect himself?

Rong Feijue smiled self-deprecatingly, is the martial arts he cultivated since he was a child still there?He couldn't move, he couldn't feel his physical and internal strength now.

Regret?

Rong Feijue knew it was useless to regret, but he couldn't help but regret it.He had clearly noticed something was wrong with the Rong family, but he had been deliberately ignoring it, unwilling to understand, and even chose to escape.

Because he didn't believe it, even now that he was a prisoner, he still couldn't believe that his father would do such a thing.Even if all kinds of evidence were in front of him, even if he had long been aware of the dark waves in the depths of the Rong family, he still couldn't believe it.

In fact, he can stop it, and he obviously has the opportunity to stop it.

Rong Feijue closed his eyes in pain.

He obviously had a chance to stop it...

Yes, chance.Opportunities, once they are not grasped, will slip away mercilessly, and time cannot be reversed. In the final analysis, it is his own fault to fall into this field.

It was he who was too obsessed with Gu Jingyi, and too obsessed with that boy back then.Back then, I didn't have the ability to stop him, nor did I have the courage to kill him.And now it has been so many years, but you always want to make a conclusion?

The results of it?In the end, he didn't have time to prevent the Rong family from happening, and also wasted all these years in vain.In the end, he was left alone, regretting alone in this cold cell.

His father committed suicide, and his mother also died in love. As the eldest son of Rong, he could have escaped with the martial arts he had practiced hard for many years, but at the moment he saw his parents commit suicide, he really couldn't convince himself to lift his feet. leave.

At least take away the dead body of the parents.

Rong Feijue knew that if he left like this, his parents would die without a place to bury them.As the Son of Man, he should not and will not allow this to happen.

It's just one person, alone, even if he has the best ability, he can't win under the siege of so many people, not to mention that Rong Feijue's name and reputation are well known in the world.In order to deal with him, it is not surprising to use some means.

So he lost, totally lost.

Rong Feijue slowly opened his eyes, the moonlight in the middle of the night passed through the small window in the prison leisurely, and sprinkled all over the floor.Rong Feijue slowly stretched out his right hand, tried his best to move his right hand to his left wrist, and tentatively felt for his veins.

Rong Feijue didn't feel any pain. From the moment he woke up, he only felt a sense of weakness and no pain at all.And it was this that made him even more afraid, afraid that the martial arts he had cultivated for many years would be abolished just like that.

Becoming a useless person has no intention of causing him more pain than killing him.

However, the bodies of his parents have not been found, and the affairs of the Rong family have not been thoroughly investigated. He cannot just die selfishly. He needs to bear this burden. This is his responsibility, a responsibility that cannot be shirked.But without his martial arts, it is even more impossible for him to do these things.

As long as martial arts are still there, there is still hope.

Rong Feijue desperately suppressed the fear in his heart, but his trembling hands still betrayed him.He grabbed his left hand violently and pressed it hard to the ground.

However, the longer the waiting time, the more unable to calm down.

Rong Feijue stared at his hands, and kept telling himself to be calm and calm, but the images from not long ago kept flashing in his mind, and the hatred and regret poured out repeatedly in his heart.He has seen bright red blood and dried dark red blood, he has created it, and he has no reason to be afraid.

No.

Rong Feijue took a deep breath, and finally let the sense of responsibility in his heart suppress the great fear, he stretched out his fingers with difficulty and gently felt the veins.Then he breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the veins are not broken, and there is still a possibility of remaining martial arts.Taking advantage of this time, Rong Feijue quickly probed the tendons of his limbs, and tried to use his internal energy.

But he can only detect that the tendons are not broken, and the internal force is still unable to gather.But this wasn't the worst situation, Rong Feijue instantly became hopeful.

He struggled to drive away a few eating mice, picked up the messed up meal, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and stuffed a few mouthfuls indiscriminately.

Physical strength, he needs physical strength, and only by recovering physical strength as soon as possible can he proceed to the next step.

In this world, there have always been more icing on the cake and less charcoal in the snow.At this time, it is impossible for anyone to help him. Only oneself, oneself is the most reliable.

It's just that Gu Jingyi... Anyway, it's time to let go of this obsession that has troubled me for many years.

Rong Feijue gulped down the leftovers while observing the cell where he was held.

The huge lock firmly locks the sturdy cell door, and with him now, he might not be able to open it.Leaning his back against the wall, avoiding the jailer's probing eyes, he stretched out his hand and patted the wall lightly.

This day the prison is very strong, there is no possibility of breaking through the wall, the only thing to be gratified is that his physical strength seems to have recovered a little.

It's just...Rong Feijue tentatively stretched his legs and feet, unable to stand for the time being, he looked helplessly at the handcuffs.In his heyday, he couldn't easily escape from this dark prison, let alone now that he didn't know whether his martial arts had been abolished.

Can we just sit back and wait?

Even in a desperate situation, he has never been someone who would sit and wait to die, not before, nor will he be now.

As long as there are people.

as long as someone?

jailer.Although his cell was isolated and there were no prisoners around, there were still people there.

Jailor...

Rong Feijue tried to exercise his kung fu, but he still couldn't gather his internal strength, but his physical strength recovered by about [-]%. He was originally a martial arts practitioner, and he had already practiced how to adjust his body in the fastest time.

Among the three jailers, Rong Feijue looked at the guards walking around, looking for someone who had the key.

But how can we knock down the three jailers silently?

Rong Feijue rubbed his forehead with a headache, and glanced at the broken bowl on the floor from the corner of his eye.

Hidden weapons, ready-made hidden weapons, as long as the bowl is broken to attract the attention of the jailer, and the broken ceramics can be picked up as hidden weapons, it can be done.

Now Rong Feijue is only [-]% sure that he can do it, but he has no time to wait until his physical strength continues to recover. He is guilty of the crime. He doesn't know when the order to kill will come down. He must escape as soon as possible. If it is delayed, the chance of getting out is even higher. It's too small, why don't you try it now.

Rong Feijue thought about the situation, clenched his fist, and still had some strength. He was not bad at concealed weapons, but he didn't like to use them, but now he had to use them.

Holding the wall with one hand and holding the bowl in the other, Rong Feijue barely stood up, pretended not to stand still, fell to the ground, and threw the bowl out.

With a bang, the bowl instantly shattered into several pieces.

Rong Feijue quickly picked up the three pieces and hid them in his hands, then suddenly screamed loudly while holding his head.

The jailer ran to the cell door, probably seeing a lot of prisoners like this, he slammed on the cell door and shouted loudly: "Shut up, what's your name?"

There are two more.

Rong Feijue picked up the debris on the ground, smashed it hard several times, grabbed the mouse on the ground, and threw it towards the jailer in the distance.

The mouse hung on the jailer's body accurately, and ran around on the jailer's neckline, trying to eat the rice grains that the jailer dropped on his clothes.

"Ah!!" the jailer yelled in pain, and desperately threw the mouse off his body, a small blood spurted out instantly. The jailer covered the wound and walked towards the prison door angrily.

One more.

Seeing that the action of grabbing the food failed, the fat mouse ran to another jailer without fear of death, and struggled to climb up. It saw the vegetable leaves, although there were only a few, but they were obviously more delicious than the previous meal.

The jailer was obviously taken aback, and he slapped and shook his body vigorously, trying to shake the mouse off.

Rong Feijue heard the sound of keys colliding.

That's it.

After the jailer got rid of the mouse, he walked towards Rong Feijue quickly, as if he wanted to open the cell door and beat him up, but he didn't dare to open the lock, took the key and hesitated, and finally just shouted viciously in front of the cell door, "Be safe!" !"

The time has come.

Rong Feijue threw the ceramic shards in his hand with force, and the three guards had no time to say the next sentence, and their throats were instantly blocked.

Rong Feijue carefully moved to the prison door, took out the key from the jailer's waist, and finally showed his first smile as a prisoner.

It's just that for some reason, the strength of the hands has recovered, but the feet are still unsteady.Rong Feijue thought that maybe it would be all right to uncuff his ankles.

Rong Feijue untied the bondage with the key in his hand, stood up reluctantly while holding the cell door, and smiled wryly.

This is just the first door, if the strength of the legs cannot be recovered in a short time, then the next step...

Rong Feijue let go of the hand holding the cell door, and took a small step tentatively, his legs limp on the ground uncontrollably.

A gust of wind blew by, and the alarm bells rang in Rong Feijue's heart.

someone.