Chapter 62: Eat and Fall in Love Even in a Dungeon

Yue Qingling began to lie down and sleep.

Every day, a jailer would come here at a fixed time to deliver food to him.

These two jailers were his former disciples.

They were familiar with delivering food. They put the lunch boxes at the door of the cell and then left quietly.

They didn't start to talk until they came up the steps.

"It's strange. I haven't delivered food to him for several months. I thought he was starving to death. Now the master wants to deliver food again."

"He was in seclusion before, right? We don't understand people with such high cultivation."

"That's right. Let's work hard. We can have a drink when it's time."

The voice gradually faded away, and the tone was ordinary and boring.

Only Yue Qingling was left alone in this silent prison to rot and stink.

He said he was sleeping, but he didn't sleep very sweetly.

When these two people came over, he was awake.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Yue Qingling felt sad.

What's the use of practicing higher?

I guess no one can live as freely as these two jailers.

He struggled to stand up, came to the fence, reached out and took the lunch box.

He opened it and looked at it. The food was not bad.

A fragrant stewed chicken and a bowl of rice with meat and vegetables.

But he searched in the lunch box and couldn't find chopsticks.

Yue Qingling was a little annoyed.

The stewed chicken was easy to eat with hands.

How to eat this rice without chopsticks and spoons?

When he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw a small note at the bottom of the lunch box.

Yue Qingling took it out and saw Leng Feiran's elegant handwriting on it.

"Dog food."

"..."

Yue Qingling raised the lunch box in anger and hunger, and with a "bang!", he smashed the food into pieces.

The stewed chicken and rice fell to the ground, and for a moment, the fragrance was overflowing.

He came to the haystack silently, thinking about practicing meditation to divert his hunger.

But with the Qinglong tendon in his body, he couldn't do any exercise at all.

Then continue to sleep?

Yue Qingling's stomach began to growl.

Now he is a mortal, and he really can't not eat.

In such a short time, he regretted that he was too impulsive just now.

The good meal was ruined.

He looked at the stewed chicken that fell on the ground, and couldn't help picking it up, wiping off the dust and weeds on it, and eating it carefully.

The stewed chicken was really a pleasure in his mouth.

Yue Qingling was a person who was very easy to satisfy. Even if he was in a cage, he pursed his lips and showed a sweet smile at this time.

In this world, only food should not be missed!

If you are unhappy, eat something delicious, and you will be happy naturally.

He ate with relish and his stomach was full.

After eating, he found a rag to wipe his hands, and then went to the haystack to squint.

Time has become a torture for him.

But he would never look forward to Leng Feiran's arrival.

For the next three days, Yue Qingling lived a boring and comfortable life.

The jailer came to deliver a meal once a day, but there were no chopsticks.

It was obvious that he was ordered by Leng Feiran to humiliate himself in this way.

Yue Qingling didn't care, he found two hard sticks to use as chopsticks to eat.

But when he was eating, he would think, it's been three days, what is Leng Feiran doing again?

But now the only thing he can do is to make himself comfortable one day at a time before the torture comes.

On the fourth day, someone other than the two jailers finally came to the dungeon.

She was wearing a white dress and a gentle bun. Her steps were a little anxious, and her small feet left faint footprints on the ground.

"Dengdengdeng!"

The woman walked quickly to the outside of Yue Qingling's dungeon, her pretty face full of heartache and sadness.

Huang Xinning, the head of Lingjing Sect, the peerless beauty known as Lingfei Fairy, Yue Qingling's new master, was crying sadly outside Yue Qingling's dungeon at this time.

In just three days, her body had been stolen by the Demon Cult, without revealing anything and without alerting anyone.

"Qingling, I'm here to see you."

Huang Xinning called sadly.

The two of them really had no hope of getting out of this situation now.

Yue Qingling was originally on a haystack, making ropes with dry grass, and suddenly heard Huang Xinning's voice, and he hurried over in surprise.

After not seeing an acquaintance for three days, it was naturally very happy to see the master now.

Yue Qingling stretched out his arm from the fence, tightly holding Huang Xinning's hand, and said excitedly: "Master, you didn't suffer, did you? You... your body really came?"

Huang Xinning shed tears and cried, "I didn't suffer, I... I just took a few doses... a few doses of medicine."

"Medicine? What medicine? Where is Leng Feiran? What bad things is she going to do?"

Yue Qingling asked anxiously.

Why did Huang Xinning come down alone?

Huang Xinning trembled when she heard Leng Feiran's name, and then she whispered in fear: "Keep your voice down, you have to call Master Leng from now on."

"Ah? Master, you..."

Yue Qingling looked at Huang Xinning in disbelief. Why was this once charming fairy Lingfei, her most respected master, so timid about Leng Feiran now?

She wouldn't be scared, would she?

"Qingling, Lingjing Sect and Qingyue Sect will be merged into one sect in the future, and Master Leng also said that we will be well settled, so don't be angry with her."

Huang Xinning advised him seriously.

"Ah?"

Yue Qingling felt that her brain was running out. In three days, had Huang Xinning changed so much?

Huang Xinning looked around at this time. She stopped crying and took her hand out.

She took out a key from her storage bag, opened the cell door neatly, and walked in quickly.

She immediately threw herself into Yue Qingling's arms and hugged his neck tightly with her arms.

"Hug me, okay? I really miss you~"

Yue Qingling didn't say much. He hugged this gentle and virtuous woman tightly.

Neither of them wanted to break this rare tranquility.

Hug for a long time.

Huang Xinning then closed her eyes, raised her head, and said softly: "Kiss me."

Master is really proactive...

Yue Qingling was also a little emotional at this time.

I haven't seen anyone for three days in a row, but now I see the woman I like, and naturally it's my boss.

He picked up Huang Xinning and pressed her down on the haystack without hesitation.

"Wait, I brought a bed."

Huang Xinning very considerately took out a wooden bed from the storage bag and placed it on the open space. In addition, there were soft bedding, exquisite pillows, and a complete set of bedroom equipment.

Yue Qingling smiled slightly.

Huang Xinning is truly the most virtuous wife.

This even made the bed dry.

He didn't bother to ask what happened to these things, so he just put Huang Xinning on the bed.

The two looked at each other, Huang Xinning's pretty face turned red, she murmured in a tearful voice: "Qingling, I don't care about anything anymore, I don't want anything anymore.

I just want you to be well.

I love you……

You want me. "

"good!"

Yue Qingling answered solemnly, he was finally brave for once.

In fact, he and Huang Xinning have broken through the limitations of subjective consciousness.