When Leng Yiyao woke up, she was sure that she had been taken to a cellar. Or an underground cellar. Surrounded by food stored for the winter, there were even wine barrels for making wine.
Why a cellar? Doesn't he even have a place to stay? However, judging from his appearance and demeanor, he does not look like a homeless man with no fixed abode.
She lowered her head and looked at her waist and abdomen. Fortunately, she had been bandaged. The wound should have been treated with medicine. Although the pain was still there, there was a faint smell of mint, which meant that the medicine used was pretty good. Otherwise, she would have developed a high fever.
Looking around again, there is nothing in this cellar that indicates the identity of the owner. The walls are all bare, let alone photos, and there are no superfluous objects.
What about that man
You can't just leave her here and completely ignore her, right
After making sure she was fine, her stomach began to growl 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, drinking and diarrhea.
At this time, the iron door, the only entrance to the cellar, was opened from the outside.
The man in black robe still only showed one eye and walked quietly from outside.
He seemed surprised that she would wake up so early. Even though Leng Yiyao couldn't see the look on his face, the surprise in his eyes still came out very directly and clearly.
"I brought you bread and milk. It's so late and it's hard to buy hot food." It's not that it's hard to buy, but I'm worried about exposing my whereabouts.
Leng Yiyao didn't ask any more questions, but simply nodded and took the things in his hand.
It would be nice to have something to eat, but right now, there is no room for pickiness.
Her mouth was too dry, so she drank a glass of milk in big gulps before starting to nibble on the bread.
While eating, the other party kept looking at her, seeming to be curious about her identity, but still did not disturb her eating.
She lowered her head and glanced at her side. The Sheschl scimitar was no longer on her body. Apparently, it had been taken by this person. Are you afraid that she will be "ungrateful" and take action suddenly? Or, what did this man find on the scimitar
While she pretended to eat as if nothing had happened, she probed the man's expression without any trace.
The temperature in the cellar was very low, and there was no air conditioning in the room. After staying there for a long time, the sequelae of excessive blood loss gradually became apparent.
After Leng Yiyao finished eating, she slowly felt that the robe she was wearing was not warm enough. She saw the man lowering his head and seemed to be thinking about something. After thinking about it, he spoke first: "Why did you ask me to come with you?" What is it?"
This person is not a libertine, otherwise, when he wants to take action, he can give and ask for it while she is sleeping.
She didn't sleep late at night, but she happened to "accidentally" encounter her and two rapists in a broken house. This person's background revealed an evil spirit.
"Who are you?" The man didn't seem to hear her question. He raised his head and asked these three words directly.
The simplest question, the most natural question, the question that strangers should understand most when meeting.
Leng Yiyao curled her lips and smiled, "What does my identity have to do with you?"
But he suddenly moved, pulled out the Sheschl scimitar from behind, and raised his head slightly. The dim light in the cellar reflected in his eyes, which actually brought out a somewhat mysterious flavor: "You probably don't know yet, right here." An hour ago, the whole city was under total martial law. Do you want to guess what this is for?"
The lingering sound was faint, but it seemed to have a breathtaking flavor...