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The door creaked and was pushed open, and a man Wu Xiuwen hated came in. He was about 40 years old, with a long beard, and he was handsome, but his dark eyes made people dislike him. It was Zhao Zhijing.At this moment, with a smile on his lips, he walked in and closed the door.Wu Xiuwen noticed that there was a dark passage outside, with dim oil lamps on the wall, and he already guessed that he was in a basement.

He mobilized his internal strength silently, but found that his body was empty without a trace of strength. Wu Xiuwen was shocked in his heart, but his face remained calm.Then Zhao Zhijing walked to the table, put the bamboo basket on the table, sat on the stone chair, looked at Wu Xiuwen and said, "Wen'er, are you hungry, come over and have something to eat."

Wu Xiuwen frowned slightly, and said, "Daoist Zhao, you and I are not that familiar, please call me Mr. Wu."

"Wen'er, why do you and I have to be so polite? We will become very familiar soon." Zhao Zhijing had a meaningful smile on his face.

Wu Xiuwen looked at him expressionlessly, without speaking.The smile on Zhao Zhijing's face also gradually disappeared, and his face became gloomy. He said, "Since you don't want to eat, let's start now. I have waited long enough for this moment." He walked towards Wu Xiuwen while talking.

Wu Xiuwen just watched him walk in blankly, without any movement.Zhao Zhijing walked in front of Wu Xiuwen and began to take off his Taoist robe, revealing his ugly upper body, and rushed towards Wu Xiuwen wearing obscene clothes underneath.

The door was knocked open with a bang, and a man in his 40s, wearing a maroon brocade robe and holding a folding fan, walked in with a smile on his face.It can be seen from the several screams of "Ouch" outside that all the disciples guarding outside have been dealt with.

"Haha, why is Daoist Zhao so anxious? Could it be that you have forgotten our agreement?" The man said with a playful smile, and glanced at Wu Xiuwen who was sitting on the bed.

Wu Xiuwen's hand shrunk, and a Jade Bee Needle was put into his sleeve. All his belongings had already been searched, but this needle was put in the sleeve interlayer just in case, so there was no be found.If Zhao Zhijing had pounced on him just now, Wu Xiuwen would have plunged right into his deathbed.

Zhao Zhijing put on his clothes with a gloomy face, and said, "Prince Huo Dou doesn't know what politeness is?"

Huo Du sneered and said, "Zhao Zhijing, don't think that you are someone special just because you became the head teacher. Don't forget who you are."

Zhao Zhijing's face was livid and he didn't speak.Disdain flashed across Huo Dou's face, he tapped the folding fan lightly in his hand, walked to Wu Xiuwen's bed and sat down, stretched out the folding fan and picked Wu Xiuwen's chin, he didn't get angry when Wu Xiuwen slapped him away, and said with a smile: "Do you still recognize this king?"

Wu Xiuwen didn't want to speak, so he lowered his eyes.The long eyelashes fluttered on the fair face, showing a shadow under the dim light, which made people's hearts itchy.Huo Dou's eyes darkened, and he said: "This king has a deep impression on you. You were only about ten years old when I saw you for the first time. At that time, I wanted to take you back. But it's a pity that Guo Jing There, I knew it was impossible to take you back. But I didn't expect to see you again a few years later. Although you are not the most exquisite and beautiful man I have ever seen, I don't know why the temperament on your body fascinates me. "

Huo Dou looked at Wu Xiuwen with a smile, and said, "Isn't it strange? But now, you are finally in my hands." The last sentence was full of pride.Looking at Wu Xiuwen, he couldn't help stretching out his hand, but met Wu Xiuwen's cold eyes, calmly and without any emotion.The smile on Huo Dou's face froze, he lowered his hands in embarrassment, and stood up.

Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but see a sneer on his face, Huo Dou snorted coldly, and said, "Headmaster Zhao, why don't we go out together?" He took the lead to go outside, Zhao Zhijing glanced at Wu Xiuwen on the bed with his head bowed, hesitating After a while, he went out.

When the door was closed again, Wu Xiuwen raised his eyes and checked his body. The meridians were unblocked, and he must have taken some kind of medicine.Wu Xiuwen stood up, walked to the stone table, opened the bamboo basket, inside was simple white porridge, two steamed buns, and a side dish.Wu Xiuwen took a steamed bun, tore off a bit with his fingers, put it in his mouth and tasted it, um, there should be no problem.

Served out the porridge and side dishes, tasted them all, and started to eat after confirming that they were not poisonous. After feeling that the food was almost finished, Wu Xiuwen went back to the bed. There were no windows here. Know what time it is.

Wu Xiuwen sat cross-legged on the bed, practiced the exercises silently, and carefully felt the changes in his body.After a long time, Wu Xiuwen opened his eyes and sighed, it seems that this is not going to work, there is still no movement in his body.Lying on the bed, wondering how Yang Guo is doing now?He should have found that he has disappeared, I don't know how long it will take to find him.

The lustful eyes of those two people just now flashed in front of his eyes, Wu Xiuwen felt disgusted in his heart, no, you can't rely too much on Yang Guo, you have to find a way to escape by yourself.But in his current state, even getting out of the door in front of him might be a problem.After tossing and turning on the bed and thinking for a long time, Wu Xiuwen fell asleep in a daze, frowning uncomfortably, feeling as if he had forgotten something important...

When he woke up in the morning, Wu Xiuwen felt dizzy and groggy, his throat seemed to be on fire, he couldn't help coughing, his voice was hoarse.Wu Xiuwen touched his forehead, it was very hot and had a fever.Wu Xiuwen smiled wryly, his physical condition was already poor, although he had improved, but he suddenly lost his internal energy, and in this damp and cold room, he just lay in bed and slept all night last night, so it's no wonder he didn't get sick.

He propped up his weak body, went to the bed and got a glass of water from the teapot. The cold water felt a lot more comfortable in his throat, but his body shivered violently, and it was so cold.Wu Xiuwen moved back to the bed, rolled up the thin quilt, shivering.He was already afraid of the cold, and he was used to sleeping next to Yang Guo's warm body, but now he felt extremely cold all over, and fell into the darkness drowsily.