When Leng Yiyao woke up, she was sure that she had been taken to a cellar. Also an underground cellar. All around are stored food for the winter, and even wine barrels.

Why a cellar? Doesn't he even have a place to stay? However, looking at the dress and bearing, it does not look like a homeless homeless person.

She looked down at her waist and abdomen, but fortunately, it was bandaged for her. The wound should also be treated with medicine. Although the pain is still there, there is a faint mint smell. It should be a good medicine. Otherwise, she would have had an inflammation and a high fever.

Looking around again, this cellar didn't even have anything to indicate the identity of the owner. The walls were bare all around, not to mention photos, and there were not even superfluous objects.

What about that man?

No way, leave her here and ignore her completely, right?

After confirming that her body was fine, her stomach began to grumble in protest. After all, she hadn't eaten for a long time.

From the time this body was imprisoned by that big prince, to the time he spent his physical strength to kill such a group of people, his physical strength had already reached its limit. Those who do not eat or drink are gods, but no one can avoid eating and drinking.

At this time, the only entrance to the cellar, the iron door, was opened from the outside.

The man in the black robe still showed only one eye and walked quietly from the outside.

It seemed that she was surprised that she would wake up so early. Even though Yiyao couldn't see the cold expression on his face, the surprise in his eyes was very clear and clear.

"I brought you bread and milk. It's so late, it's hard to buy hot things."

Leng Yiyao didn't ask more, just nodded and took the things in his hand.

It would be nice to have something to eat. Right now, there is no room for choice.

Her mouth was too dry, so she gulps down a glass of milk before nibbling on the bread.

During the time of eating, the other party kept looking at her, and seemed to be curious about her identity, but still did not disturb her eating.

She looked down at her side, and the Sheshier machete was no longer on her body. Obviously, it was taken by this person. Is it because she is afraid that she will be "ungrateful" and suddenly take action? Or, what did this man find from that machete?

While pretending to eat casually, she probed the man's expression without a trace.

The temperature in the cellar is very low, and there is no air conditioner in the room. After staying for a long time, the sequelae of excessive blood loss will gradually appear.

After Leng Yiyao finished eating, she slowly felt that the robe she was wearing was not warm enough. Seeing that the man bowed his head and seemed to be thinking about something, after thinking about it, he opened his mouth first: "You asked me to come with you, for the sake of What is it?"

This person is not a libertine, otherwise, when you want to do something, you can give it while she sleeps.

If she doesn't sleep at night, she can "ran into" her and the two rapists in the broken house. This person's origin reveals an evil spirit.

"Who are you?" The man didn't seem to hear her question, raised his head and asked these three words directly.

The simplest question, the most natural question, the question that strangers should know best when they meet.

Leng Yiyao grinned, "What does my identity have to do with you?"

He suddenly moved, pulled out the Sheshier machete from behind, raised his head slightly, the dim light in the cellar reflected in his eyes, and brought out a bit of mystery: "You probably don't know, just in An hour ago, the whole city was under martial law. Do you want to guess what this is for?"

The lingering sound is faint, but it seems to reveal a soul-stirring taste...