The Hierarch Has a Black Moonlight

"Uh... let me go! Uh...!"

"Hold her tight! Don't let her move!" Several strong men covered with white scarves grabbed Wu Jin's hands and feet, including her waist, back and head. Lifting her neck, she opened her mouth and forced food into it.

The golden mask grinned ferociously as he watched from the side. This little girl actually tried to commit suicide by going on a hunger strike.How foolish!

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." the messy food was squeezed into his mouth indiscriminately. Under the control of these people, they can't move at all.

It wasn't until the bowl in front of them bottomed out that they let go of their strength and kicked her down on the cold ground.

"Wu Jin, the days to come are still long, I won't let you die until I see Yan Qimo." When the golden mask left, he smiled proudly at her.

Wu Jin stared at the back of the golden mask leaving, fingers forcefully digging the ground, biting her lower lip, tears streaming down uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.

There is no antidote, and the medicinal property of the Heart-Chewing Pill in her body is wreaking havoc for almost twelve hours a day. The endless pain and torture drained all her strength, and she can't even stand up. At the mercy of others in the darkened secret room.

Wu Jin didn't even know that this was the number of days she had been locked up.

At first imprisoned here by the golden mask, she was determined to die, but she found that the golden mask was not going to kill her.Wu Jin's body couldn't resist him, but her mind was still clear. She knew that this person wanted to use her to threaten Yan Qimo, just like... like sister Han.

When Sister Han died, she lost the will to survive, and now thinking of the golden mask's plan, she is determined to die even more.

But Wu Jin collapsed powerlessly in this secret room, and even suicide became a delusion.She finally decided to go on a hunger strike, so she would definitely not survive.As long as she starved to death in this place and became a corpse, the golden mask would not be able to use her to threaten Yan Qimo.

After the meal delivery person left, Wu Jin knocked it over with the remaining strength, and then curled up not to look at it.After an unknown period of time like this, Wu Jin gradually began to feel dizzy, and immediately after, bursts of darkness appeared in front of her eyes, and she even felt that the weight of her body was gradually disappearing.

When her consciousness was hazy and her eyelids began to droop heavily, Wu Jin easily thought that she was finally going to die.

At this time, the golden mask broke in suddenly, with the white scarf killer from that day behind him, he shouted in a voice full of anger: "Let her eat!"

After that, Wu Jin couldn't count how many times he went through the scene just now.Whenever these people let go of her, she would retch with all her strength, but it was all in vain.The golden mask stood by and watched her useless struggle, and there was no dissatisfaction in his cold laughter.

As soon as these white scarf killers and golden masks left, Wu Jin was left alone in the darkened secret room.Her small body was curled up into a ball, her nails embedded in her flesh and trembling, from time to time she let out a few painful moans, the sweat on her forehead slid all the way down her neck, and wet the skirt of her chest.

I don't know how long ago, the golden mask snatched her bracelet, handed it to his subordinates and said, "Go, give this to Yan Qimo."

She hadn't seen sunlight since she was locked in. The secret room was surrounded by tall and cold black walls, and she couldn't tell the time.But she vaguely felt that it had been a long time since the golden mask snatched her bracelet, and there was no news from Yan Qimo.

Wu Jin curled up on the ground struggling to breathe, Yan Qimo, she...wouldn't be coming, would she?

She won't be threatened because of herself, which is of course the best.

Wu Jin was a little disappointed, but more relieved and happy. She already owed her life to Sister Han, and she didn't want to hurt anyone else.

She struggled to get up and leaned against the corner of the wall, raised her head and closed her eyes, breathing heavily and disorderly, like a death row prisoner waiting for trial.

Soon Jinmian realized that she was useless, so he would send her down to meet Sister Han...

The clamoring pain gripped the last strand of consciousness that was about to leave, and he was tormented in the darkness and silence. Wu Jin couldn't remember how much time had passed.Suddenly there was a creaking sound, and with the sound of heavy footsteps, the iron door was pushed open in one fell swoop.

The golden mask walked in from the door with his hands behind his back, and gave her a condescending look.Wu Jin thought it was this person who was going to force-feed her again, so she didn't even have the strength to move, and leaned against the corner to look at him numbly.

But Jin Mask didn't rush to call someone to hold her down this time, but took two steps to her side, leaned over and asked, "Wu Jin, you must feel very deserted here alone." He deliberately Play each word very slowly and lightly, but clearly.

Wu Jin's pupils dilated suddenly, his fingers grabbed the ground vigorously, and he raised his head to stare at him.

This person, how could Wu Jin fail to understand the meaning of his words.Her heart suddenly hung up, she must not see Yan Qimo.

"She really wants to see you." The golden mask seemed to see through Wu Jin's mind, and he smiled, "I'll let her accompany you now." He said to his subordinates: "Throw people in!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, two white scarf killers walked in with a person on their backs, threw the person on the ground unceremoniously, and retreated behind the golden mask.

The golden mask looked at her in a mess, sneered triumphantly, turned and left.

When the door closed with a "bang", Yan Qimo's eyelids twitched, and then she slowly stood up.She supported the wall and moved over, leaning against Wu Jin, her back pressed against the cold wall, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

As for Wu Jin, ever since seeing her being thrown in by those two people, the panic in her heart began to ferment rapidly. Seeing her ragged clothes and welts all over her body, tears poured out uncontrollably and ran down her face indiscriminately.Yan Qimo's heart that had just been let go suddenly lifted again, and she turned sideways nervously: "What's wrong? Is it because I'm late."

"Yan Qimo, you..." Hearing her words, Wu Jin felt more and more self-blame and sore in his heart, sobbing and crying: "Why did you come, you shouldn't come..."

Did she know that she would die.

Yan Qimo hurriedly wiped her bloody hands with a clean piece of cloth from the corner of her clothes, then raised her hands to wipe away her tears, and said, "If I don't come, how can I save you?"

But the golden mask won't let them go at all. "Yan Qimo...you will die with me..."

"No." Yan Qimo shook her head and suddenly closed her eyes against the cold wall.

She put her hand an inch below the ribs, with the nails of her index finger on the skin, and gradually began to pull forcefully horizontally.

The flesh there began to be scratched by the nails, ruptured and separated, and gradually opened a bloody mouth with the movement of Yan Qimo's index finger.Wu Jin took a closer look, only to find in astonishment that the place was originally a gaping wound, which was just sewn up with needles and threads of the same color as her skin.

Yan Qimo pursed her lips tightly, tore the thread that sewed the wound, opened the flesh, and then stuck her fingers in.Stuck it into the meat, and when it was stretched out again, there was a red pill between the tips of two fingers, which was exactly the same color as the blood stained on it.

If it hadn't been carefully hidden under the skin, this pill would have been found by the golden mask just now.

This is the antidote for the heart-biting pill.

As early as half a month ago, Yan Qimo received the bracelet from the golden mask, and there was a letter hanging on the arrow together with the bracelet.She could hardly sit still at that time, and gritted her teeth fiercely, only then would she restrain the urge to save others regardless.

Such recklessness will not only fail to save Xiao Jin, but will cause her to die earlier.

Yan Qimo went to Luoxia Manor overnight that day, but the basement was still in a mess.After searching carefully, she smashed the bronze crane by the roadside, collected the medicine powder that fell out of it, and brought it back to the church for inspection.

Sure enough, Wu Jin's sudden pain that day was due to the medicinal properties of these medicinal powders.

This thing is not a poison or medicine, but it is more vicious than it. It is made by refining the heart and soul of the dying person at the last moment using the secret technique of the zodiac. The more pent-up resentment in it, the stronger the medicine will be.

However, this medicinal effect did not break out on the spot, but hibernated in the body for more than three months, completely mixed into every inch of blood and broke out suddenly.Relying on sucking blood can only suspend the drug's effect at the beginning, but it cannot eradicate it.

It took half a month for the antidote to be prepared, and Yan Qimo watched the day and night anxiously, although she knew that the golden mask would not hurt Wu Jin's life until she waited for her, but the medicine in her body was not cured, so she must be suffering all the time .

In a hurry, Yan Qimo immediately sewed the antidote into his flesh and blood as soon as it was refined.

When Jin Mask saw her appear, he couldn't hide his joy in his voice: "Yan Qimo, you have kept me waiting for a long time." He had already laid a net here, waiting for Yan Qimo to come in and die.Unexpectedly, Wu Jin turned out to be this person's weakness.

Yan Qimo threw the letter with conditions half a month ago at his feet, and the words "single" were revealed in ink on it.She did come alone, and the golden mask paid for the death of many of his men, and it took several hours to call for talents to restrain her.

After letting go of the weak tendons and giving her a whip to vent his anger, the golden mask threw the person into the secret room.He thought to wait another three days, and then killed these two demons in front of all the martial arts factions.

Yan Qimo also met Wu Jin as she wished. She wiped off the antidote in her hand, put it firmly in Wu Jin's palm for her to swallow, and comforted her, "As long as I'm here, I will definitely rescue you."

The author has something to say: Well... I'm a bit busy today... Let's not add more updates, take a rest for a day and start the second update tomorrow.That, if the reader cue, I can also add... QAQ