Fairy’s Box

Time passed by day by day, and for Yale, it was just the accumulation of the number of times the marigolds came and went, from disgust at the beginning, to impatience, and finally to anticipation.

Although the communication with Calendula was not nutritious except for quarreling, he still found out a lot of news. He had been trapped here for nearly a year, and Corell died on the chessboard as expected. Of the six people, only he was imprisoned immortally.

A person is locked in a place the size of a palm, eating and drinking is full of nectar. Fortunately, eating this thing does not require excretion, otherwise, it will definitely be disgusting to death.

He already felt that he was going crazy. The scorching heat and roaring of his upper and lower bones continued to torment his brain. The power of Dou Qi slowly accumulated at the critical point. Due to the lack of a certain medium, he just couldn't break through.

The bulging feeling that the power in the body is constantly filling can only be relieved by the pain of being completely crushed. Old Farr once told him that igniting grudge is the first step for a warrior to surpass ordinary people. After that, let the fighting qi fill the body, improve the physique, so that the inside of the body can also withstand more severe shocks. This is the second step.

This step is often accompanied by numbness of the bones and spasm of the internal organs, and it is easily impossible to cross. As a general rule, the longer you hold on, the stronger the foundation will be laid.

The limit of the limb war blade is also this link. You can use the adjustment of fighting qi to convert the body into a terrible weapon, laying a solid foundation for the future road.

Yalei's limb warblade has already been transformed in the torture of **. Logically, his fighting qi should have reached the second level. Could it be because of being locked up like this and not getting exercise for a long time?

While thinking about it, the door opened again, but this time the voice seemed to be a little lower, and the movement was a little gentler, that marigold has turned sexual?

"Is your body okay?"

It is as crisp and crisp as the marigold, but it is more indifferent and immature. Yale will never forget this voice for the rest of his life!

The iron coffin trembled violently, and the inside was buzzing under the bombardment after another. The lid of the coffin could clearly see the bulging bulges, and then quickly concave back to the plane.

"Don't struggle, this is our special prop, you can't break it no matter what."

As soon as the voice fell, the bombardment in the iron coffin became more intensive, not only the coffin lid, but the entire coffin took on various irregular shapes under the blow, but it always returned to its original state.

"What an idiot..."

Yinzhanhua flew to the iron coffin lightly, and stroked down the texture of the iron coffin with her palm.

boom! The iron coffin exploded instantly, turning into fine iron **** and sputtering everywhere, and a scorching wave of air rose up in the dark room.

The crimson flame lit up the entire room, and the chirping sound continued to expand, and the figure of the young man inside the flame was faintly visible, and then the fighting qi fiercely gathered, condensed into a little brilliance, and submerged into Yalei's body.

"Second order... Gathering Qi into a awn."

Yin Chanhua didn't seem to be surprised at all, and there was a hint of relief in her words. Whether it was iron **** or vindictive flames, they were all three feet away from her, blocked by a thin layer of silver halo.

"Is it finally over?"

Yale was naked, sitting carelessly on the wreckage of the coffin, knowing the difference between the enemy and us, and he was not in a hurry to attack:

"Death is imminent, why don't you have a meal? It's really inhuman."

"Your Majesty wants to see you, take a shower and change your clothes."

Accompanied by the sound of silver calendula, the interior scenery changed into a luxurious palace bath, with a whole set of men's dresses hanging from the inside to the outside on the side hangers.

"This suit is exactly the same as the one I wore when I first came here. Is this also Figorice's bad taste?"

Yale's eyes swept across the hanger and sneered.

"No, it's of my own volition."

Yinzhanhua's eyes swept across the hanger, and her gaze returned to the boy.

Looking back at her suspiciously, he clenched his fists secretly, Yale didn't speak any more, he waded into the pool and sat down.

After the sound of paddling water came from the back, the soft woman came up with consideration, and the voice of "Betty" came from her ear:

"I'll wipe your back for you."

"You make me sick!"

Yale turned sharply, grabbed the wrist, stood up, and threw the "Betty" silver calendula out of the bath.

In mid-air, "Betty" turned back into a silver calendula, and flew to the side in silence.

About the time when he was a child, Yalei was dressed neatly and followed Yinzhanhua on the flower field trail. Seeing her flying and stopping, he couldn't help asking:

"There's a question I've been meaning to ask, and you can choose not to answer it."

"Tell me about it." Yin Chanhua didn't look back.

"When did you replace Betty?"

"Since you woke up... At that time, my memory was sealed." Fairy Hua paused, then flew forward again.

"I see..." Yale breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the girl who had fought together existed.

Along the way, they didn't continue the conversation. Fairy Hua didn't know what she was thinking. Yalei had the consciousness of entering the execution ground, and he didn't have the heart to think about other things.

On the top floor of the Dream Pavilion, the place where the six of them once lived for a day is still green and clean.

The cloud-white and clean sky garden is filled with water-like crystal pearls. It is ethereal and illusory.

Passing through the layers of curtains, Yale stood before the throne of the Lord of Flowers.

Figores opened her red eyes, and her eyes were on the boy:

"The concubine is very surprised, you didn't choose to escape?"

"If I had the slightest chance, I would definitely run away." Yale forcibly resisted the pressure, and then said provocatively.

"But the concubine can see your fear."

"I am afraid of your power!"

"Hahaha, because of this, you have the qualifications to **."

Figores laughed without grace, got up from the throne, and walked forward gracefully:

"Kneel down!"

Before Yale could refute, a landslide-like weight suddenly pressed on his shoulders, and with a bang, his knees hit the floor, and the back of his head was under heavy pressure at the same time, and his whole body slumped to the ground.

The Master of Flowers stepped on the floor with high heels, and the crisp scratching sound was getting closer and closer. He struggled to agitate his vindictiveness and tried to straighten his waist, but in exchange he was indeed more majestic.

Figores's bright red leather boots stepped on top of Yale's head and pressed to the ground in an extremely humiliating gesture. Right above, the queen said proudly:

"If you kiss your concubine's boots and swear that you will always be your concubine's dog and serve you. Then, not only will your guilt be forgiven, but in the name of the Lord of the Seasons and Flowers, your concubine will also give you an unparalleled compliment."

"You-dream!" Yale raised his head desperately, gritted his teeth and said word by word.

Click! His left hand was immediately twisted into a twist by an invisible force. Even after getting used to the pain, the boy still wrinkled his facial features in pain.

"The voice was too low, and the concubine couldn't hear it clearly."

"I told you not to daydream!"

There was another series of crisp sounds, and his legs were also broken into several pieces. Yalei tried his best to urge Gu Gu, supported the only remaining right hand, and maintained a gap between his face and the ground:

"Bone will break, but I won't!"

You must never yield to your enemies, and that's all you can do for them.