When Leng Yiyao wakes up, he is sure that he has been taken to a cellar. It's also an underground cellar. All around are stored grain for the winter, and even wine barrels.

Why the cellar? Didn't he even have a place to stay? However, looking at the appearance and bearing, it is not like a tramp who has no fixed place.

She looked down at her waist and abdomen. Fortunately, she was bandaged. The wound should also be on the medicine, although the pain is still the same, but there is a light mint flavor, should be used medicine is still good, otherwise, she would have been inflamed and had a high fever.

Looking around again, the cellar doesn't even have anything to show the owner's identity. The walls are bare, not to mention photos. There are no surplus objects.

What about the man?

No, leave her here and ignore her?

After confirming that she was in good health, her stomach began to protest. After all, she had not eaten for a long time.

From this body was locked up by the big prince to killing so many people with physical strength, the physical strength has already reached the limit. Those who do not eat or drink are gods, but no one can avoid eating, drinking and Lazar.

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

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

It seems to be surprised that she will wake up so early. Even though the expression on her face is cold and Yiyao can't see it, the surprise of his eyes is still very direct and clear.

"I brought you bread and milk. It's too late to buy hot things. " It's not that it's hard to buy, it's about exposure.

Leng Yiyao did not ask much, but simply nodded and took over the things in his hand.

It's good to have food. At present, there's no room to be choosy.

Her mouth is too dry, she first gulp down a glass of milk, then began to nibble bread.

During the meal, the other party has been looking at her, seems to be very curious about her identity, but still did not make a sound to disturb her eating.

She looked down at her side, and the Sheffield machete was no longer on her, and it was obviously taken by this man. Is it for fear that she "ungrateful", suddenly? Or what did the man find on the machete?

While eating as if nothing had happened, she explored the man's look without trace.

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

When Leng Yiyao finished eating, she slowly felt that her robe was not warm enough. When she saw the man looking down, she seemed to be thinking about something. Instead, she opened her mouth first: "what are you asking me to come with you for?"

This man is not a prodigal, otherwise, when he wants to do something, he can give and ask while she is sleeping.

If you don't sleep at night, you can "chance encounter" her and two rapists in the broken house. This person's origin is full of evil power.

"Who are you?" But the man did not seem to hear her question, raised his head, directly asked these three words.

The simplest question, the most natural question, the most important question for strangers to understand.

Cold Yi Yao but curled a smile, "what does my identity have to do with you?"

But he suddenly moved. He drew out the shashel machete from behind, and raised his head slightly. The dim light in the cellar reflected in his eyes, and he even took out a kind of mysterious smell: "you probably don't know, just an hour ago, the whole city was under martial law. Do you want to guess what this is for? "

The aftertone is light, but it seems to exude a breath taking taste.

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