Broken Bonds

38

Chapter 38

Yan Feili woke up from the drug. The dungeon was dark and the oil lamp had burned out. He reached out and touched it. The lamp was cold and icy.

Yan Feili was weak. His hands and feet were weak. His brain was still a little dizzy, leaving the remnants of the medicine. Trying to get up, Yan Feili observed the dungeon. Except for the small window on the iron door, the whole room was airtight. In addition to the simple wooden bed against the wall, there was a small table next to it on which the oil lamp and a simple teapot filled with water were placed. The headboard of the bed was tied with two iron chains deep into the wall. 

Such a thorough dungeon was by no means built overnight, or could an alien-like Wujie find it as soon as he entered the city. There must be someone in the city who can answer it. Those who dare to respond to the Dian people in this extraordinary period must not only have a certain amount of power in Huacheng but must also have other plans.

Just what kind of person built the dungeon where he was detained?

Yan Feili laid down against the wall for a moment, hoping to hear something. It was a pity that he had lost all his internal strength and cannot detect too much. He felt a little strange.

Listening to Wujie’s tone yesterday, he resented Yan Feili who he arrested as vengeance for his younger brother. 

In that case, why not give him a good time, and use this unusual method to retaliate against him. It is said that the Dian people feed the Miduoxian to control their minds. Do they want to control themselves in this way?

Yan Feili took out something from his arms, it was the rattle bought for Li’er. He stroked the drumhead, drum body, and drum drop with his fingers over and over again. His heart was in pain!

If Wujie thought that Yan Feili could be controlled by the use of Mituoxian, then he was very wrong. He was rather self-determined to not be used by the Dian people, let alone vainly attempting to use this medicine to erode his mind.

Until the very end, Yan Feili will not compromise. He felt that Wujie had another purpose in catching him, but he wanted to see what the Dian General, who was known for his cunning and ruthlessness, had planned!

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Don’t know what the Sect Master is doing now? Will he worry if I’m missing? Are you looking for me? Yan Feili leaned on the wooden bed, thinking wildly when footsteps sounded and someone approached.

Yan Feili put the snare drum back into his arms and sat up. He watched the door open and the man in black came in with a plate of food.

“Hey, General Yan, how does the Mituoxian feel? Do you feel like dying yet?” 

Yan Feili ignored him.

The man put down the food tray, “There is nothing in these foods, so let the general enjoy it! … It doesn’t matter if you don’t eat it, you will never starve to death. You can enjoy the second dose on an empty stomach, but I’m afraid General Yan will not be able to bear it!”

After speaking, he turned and left.

Yan Feili sat at the small table and looked at the food. Besides a bowl of rough rice and another bowl of greens, there was nothing else. 

Yan Feili knew that if he didn’t eat something, he was afraid that he would not be able to endure it. In the end, he ate the rice and didn’t touch the greens.

Not long after the meal, the man in black pushed the door in again, glanced at the empty bowl, and gave him another medicine aside.

“General Yan, enjoy yourself. There will be a good show for you later!” The man grinned and left with the tray.

Yan Feili waited for the sounds of footsteps to disperse before he rushed to the corner, put his hand into his throat, and vomited a rag from it. He had torn a corner of his clothes and stuffed it deep into his throat to block the medicine. 

The fear of being discovered by the man in black made the rag slipped deeper into the throat. It took some effort when vomiting for the rag to be expelled. A small amount of the medicinal properties were absorbed, but it was inevitable.

Yan Feili stuffed the rags in the corner of the wall and sat back on the bed. If the man in black said that there will be a good show for him, then it will not be a good thing. Since he didn’t know what they planned, he could only wait and see.

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Dongfang Xi was looking for joy in Xunhuan Pavilion, the largest brothel in the city. A graceful beauty laid in his arms like a boneless body. 

“Now, Dongfang Xi, eat one more.” The woman pulled a grape and fed it to him.

“Beauty Erqing, your charming skills are getting better and better. Melanie has trained you well!” Dongfang Xi laughed while enjoying the service of beauty.

“Anyone other than Dongfang Xi wouldn’t even think that Qingyu will serve them like this,” Qingyu’s voice was charming, and Dongfang Xi became soft for her.

“Dongfang Xi, your General Hua has been waiting for you outside Xunhuan Pavilion for three days. Have you not seen him yet?” 

“What?” Dongfang Xi said with a sad expression, “Beauty Erqing is going to drive me away?”

“I am not! We want you here every day, never leave.”

“Then you’ve given a fancy to Xiao Huahua? You are such a lovely and pretty woman ah. ”

“Dongfang Xi, you have wronged others.” Qingyu beat him reluctantly, “Too many people love you!” 

Dongfang Xi laughed and patted her fragrant buttocks, “Go and call Melanie in.”

Qingyu was a little bit lamented and charmed. Glancing at him, she got up and went out obediently. Dongfang Xi stood up, stretched his waist, and casually tied the open skirt, and walked out of the warm pavilion.

The balcony outside the Xunhuan Pavilion was facing a big locust tree. On the branches of the locust tree was a strange chief bird and a huáng colored ribbon hangs on its sharp claws, which was blowing in the wind.

Dongfang Xi frowned imperceptibly and raised his hand. The bird “fluttered” into the sky from the branch, and the ribbon fell on his hand. Dongfang Xi played with it playfully for a while, then smiled, “Please, it’s a great price…” The wind is rising, and the world of martial arts is about to change color! 

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