The only way

Chapter 879 Junior sister, be obedient

Mo Yitong nodded more diligently, wasn't it just a life-saving straw?

Jian Die even expressed her gratitude with a grateful face. Seeing that the other seniors were not surprised at the mighty man taking out the elixir, it seemed that he had a hidden agenda.

There were only three of them, brother and sister, stupidly putting all their things in storage bags.

Nowadays, the sky and the sky are not responding, and the earth and the earth are not working.

Although she didn't get any answer to her question, Jian Die had already figured out the answer from the mighty man's behavior.

Everyone wants to live.

Wu Lei also thanked him and took the pill first, but Jian Die and Mo Yitong did not move.

Because the elixir in their hands was obviously not a healing elixir, it was pitch black with dark green patterns.

It looks like poison.

"Don't you want to be eaten? What you have in your hands is poison. If you eat it, you will die immediately. It doesn't hurt at all to see blood sealing your throat. Anyone who eats it will be poisoned."

"How about it? This way of death is much better than being eaten, right? You can also take revenge on the spot."

The mighty man laughed and said his words with bad intentions.

Mo Yitong's face turned pale with fright, and her hands trembled slightly, but she did not let go of the poison, but hid it solemnly.

Jian Die also turned pale, but she also put away the poison, "Thank you, senior."

If you can't escape, this kind of death is indeed a relief.

Moreover, what the senior said was right, he might even be able to take revenge on the spot.

The mighty man said nothing and closed his eyes again.

The cell became quiet again.

Until a sound of footsteps broke the silence.

The footsteps got closer and closer, from subtle to clear, and then stopped in the next cell.

After a while, footsteps sounded again, and this time, they stopped in this cell.

Mo Yitong leaned against her senior sister and looked at the cell door with wide eyes.

There, a short demon was standing.

His skin color was somewhat dark, but his eyes were surprisingly big. His gaze wandered over them like a cold snake.

Mo Yitong shuddered, subconsciously moved closer to the senior sister, and lowered his head uneasily.

Jian Die also frowned, noticing that the demon's eyes first wandered over their senior sisters and the woman in white in the corner.

Then the focus fell on the two senior sisters.

Jian Die's heart sank slightly.

Feeling the junior sister's uneasiness, Jian Die half-hugged Mo Yitong and also lowered her head, letting the hanging hair cover their faces.

The short demon's eyes wandered for a moment before slowly moving away.

Footsteps sounded again, this time heading towards the next cell.

Jian Die breathed a sigh of relief, and Mo Yitong fell softly into Jian Die's arms.

Wu Lei moved his body with difficulty, ignoring the healing, and used his body to block the two junior sisters.

Barry is only half of 90.

Before Jian Die and the others could breathe a sigh of relief, they heard footsteps falling into their cell again.

Along with the footsteps, there was the sound of chains being opened.

If they were to escape, the sound of the chains opening would only make them happy.

But now, the sound of the chains rattling only made them feel cold all over.

Mo Yitong's body, which was nestled in Jian Die's arms, suddenly stiffened before she could relax. She tugged on her senior sister's sleeves, filled with uneasiness.

Will any of them be caught and eaten?

Could it be herself? Could it be senior sister and senior brother?

If it were her, when should she take the poison she just got?

Will eating too early allow the demons to select someone in their cell again?

If she ate too late, would she have been stewed?

wrong? Can demons cook? I heard it seems to be eaten raw?

Will eating it raw make her clean?

Mo Yitong's thoughts spread out like a spider web, densely packed.

However, Jian Die was keenly aware that the short demon's eyes were always on their two senior sisters.

His target is them!

Jian Die came to a conclusion in her mind.

She lowered her head and looked at her junior sister. She had soft black hair with a little curl at the end, and a playful strand of broken hair sticking up on the top of her head. The long eyelashes are very thick, covering the dark brown eyes that are as beautiful as amber.

Junior sister is eight years younger than her, and her master has a rough life, so he was just letting her live when he was raising her.

Junior sister was only six years old when she was brought back by her master, and Jian Die was already fourteen years old at that time.

A half-grown girl, she was raised as both a senior sister and a mother.

It has been more than thirteen years so far.

Thirteen years, nearly half of her life.

Jian Die's eyes were soft but firm.

He reached out and touched the ground, then gently stroked Mo Yitong's cheek, and said softly, "Junior sister, don't be willful."

"Sister?"

Mo Yitong raised his head blankly and looked at Jian Die with confusion in his eyes.

It's all right, senior sister, why are you talking about this? Where is her willfulness?

Jian Die curled her lips and smiled lightly, saying nothing, but looked at Mo Yitong seriously.

When Wu Lei was easily kicked away by the short demon, he hit the wall and vomited blood and fell unconscious.

When the short demon stood in front of the two sisters.

Jian Die raised her head indifferently, revealing her beautiful fair face.

The short demon looked at Jian Die carefully, then turned to look at Mo Yitong in Jian Die's arms.

"You! Look up!"

He spoke the language of Donglu, but it was a bit jerky and awkward.

Mo Yitong trembled and clenched his fists reluctantly.

But Jian Die held her hand.

Mo Yitong pursed her lips and slowly raised her head.

She has pretty facial features, but her skin is a little dull, not as fair and delicate as Jian Die.

The short demon looked at Jian Die's skin again.

"You! Follow me!"

His finger pointed at Jian Die.

Jian Die straightened her back, but felt relieved in her heart.

Sure enough... it would be nice if she wasn't a junior sister...

Mo Yitong was stunned. It wasn't until Jian Die stood up and made her stagger that she suddenly came back to reality.

She grabbed Jian Die's sleeve and said sharply, "No!"

The short demon frowned, looked fierce, and kicked Mo Yitong's hand away.

Mo Yitong, who had no spiritual power, fell to the ground instantly like a senior brother and cut his palm.

However, she ignored the burning pain in her palms and grabbed Jian Die's clothes again.

"No! It can't be my senior sister! You...you..."

Mo Yitong wanted to say to someone else, there were so many people in this cell, why was it her senior sister?

But he couldn't say anything, so he could only grit his teeth and say, "You choose me! I'm young! My meat is tender!"

If the short demon was not familiar with Donglu, he only thought that this human woman was even uglier, and she would probably be punished if she was presented to Lord Huang so crazily.

But this was a human female cultivator after all, and there weren't many in the dungeon. He didn't dare to kick Wu Lei like he did before, so he just said with a stern face, "Let go!"

Mo Yitong refused to let go.

But Jian Die squatted down and looked directly at Mo Yitong, "Be obedient."

Those two words made Mo Yitong burst into tears.

At some point, the woman in white came closer and helped Mo Yitong up as if she was kind.

As the sleeves of the blue skirt, white clothes, and pink shirt were intertwined, Jian Die's expression changed slightly.

"Don't waste your senior sister's kindness." The woman in white smiled slightly, with a pair of bottomless red and phoenix eyes on her ordinary face.

Mo Yitong's face froze, she looked at Jian Die, then at the woman in white, and finally let go of her tight grip on the clothes with a sob.

Seeing that Mo Yitong had calmed down, the short demon snorted coldly and led Jian Die out of the cell.

"Crash."

The chains rang again, locking the cell tightly.

There was one more footsteps and they gradually faded away.