The dazzling sunlight seemed to burn through the walls, and the hard stone walls oozed morning dew, as if they were sweating.

Shen Yile's eyes were dull, and hunger was destroying her mind, but she was still a little far away from the edge of collapse. The bloody person sat cross-legged in the corner every day, without saying a word, silently accompanying her through the difficult days. This That's probably why she can still remain normal.

She finally recognized the fact that the bloody man was her hallucination.

In the past few days, a few soldiers would occasionally enter the room, seemingly to check whether there were any loopholes in this monotonous prison. They would first restrict Shen Yile's movements with leg cuffs, and then look around the room. Shen Yile could Seeing the bloody man, he sat calmly, motionless, like a Buddha statue, while the soldiers turned a blind eye to him.

To others, he does not exist at all.

She asked the soldiers why she was locked up here. The soldiers could not understand her words and just muttered something in Cloud Eagle Mandarin. She could not understand the meaning of those words at all.

But looking at their expressions and states, Shen Yile felt that they might just be discussing what to eat tonight.

"Can I leave here?" She didn't know how many times she repeated this sentence.

She knew what was going to happen - nothing would happen.

The bloody man just sat there quietly, without even eyes or gaze.

She knows why.

The Blood Man is a certain image that was differentiated in her heart, probably in order to obtain a certain degree of relief. Therefore, a few months ago, when she escaped from the prison of the Northerners and fell into the hands of her own people, he appeared. He is her Her original intention was that she wanted to leave the Western Dynasty and board a ship to the Yunying Kingdom.

But now, she doesn't know what the future will be like, or how long she will be imprisoned here. She doesn't know the answer, and the bloody man will naturally not answer her.

"Where do you think Mi Zhou went?"

"He ran away and came to save you."

She knew that this was just her expectation.

"Really? Then why hasn't he shown up yet?"

"It will take a long time to climb the Tower of Babel. It took you nearly half a month to climb here. He may be faster or slower."

"So...I have to hold on for a few more days."

"Yes, if you persist for a few more days, Mi Zhou will come to save you."

She felt that in the eyes of others, she must be talking to herself. However, she didn't care what the people of Yunying Kingdom thought, but for some reason, she couldn't feel any hatred. From the people of Yunying Kingdom down to the common people, everyone Give her an incomprehensible and indescribable feeling.

If she had to come up with an image to describe it, she felt that the people of the Cloud Eagle Country were like an endless river. The river always flowed from west to east, the same for thousands of years, while the Cloud Eagle Country was always climbing and expanding the Tower of Babel. They It seems that it is not a human being at all, but a natural phenomenon operating with the ultimate goal of building a tower.

She thought of the sun and moon rising every day.

That's probably what it feels like.

She doesn't hate the people of Cloudhawk Kingdom, just like she doesn't hate nature.

She looked out the window in confusion.

After being imprisoned for a long time, she gradually overcame her fear of the heights of 10,000 feet. She can now calmly lie behind the window and enjoy the scenery - a scenery that has almost no changes.

There was a heavy rain this morning. When I got up, the window sill was still wet, reflecting the dazzling light. Now it has completely evaporated and is dry, with no sign of the rain.

She vaguely remembered that this place was about forty floors away from the top of the Tower of Babel. The rain here was so heavy that she couldn't imagine what kind of raging storm was at the front.

She stared at the sloping wall in the distance, stretching from the King's Hall to the end of the continent, like an open umbrella.

It suddenly occurred to her that she might be able to see her hometown here - this was the first time she realized this.

She quickly looked into the distance, but all she saw was the sun.

The window opens to the east and cannot be seen to the west.

She shook her head in disappointment and sat cross-legged on the bed.

After getting used to the life of a prisoner, one thing she must do every day is to use the qi in her body. But for some reason, she can't find the feeling of using ze qi. Her body seems to have become a net full of holes, which cannot be firmly fixed.

No matter how hard you try to hold on to your breath, it will all come to nothing.

She thinks the reason is that the air here is too thin and harsh. If she had grown up in a place like this, she would have been able to use mental techniques smoothly. In short, she needed time to get used to it.

This major discovery gave her renewed hope of escaping.

But after practicing for so many days, she still didn't see any signs of recovery. The failure day after day made her quite frustrated, but she still didn't give up.

She thought of when she was a child, even though she was reluctant to practice Kung Fu, she still had to practice diligently for several hours under the supervision of her master.

One day, her power will return, but can she hold on until then?

She touched her shriveled belly. Three small pieces of bread a day were not enough to satisfy her hunger. Those people seemed to want to starve her to death.

But since she is going to starve to death, why not just cut off the food, but provide food on time every day?

She couldn't understand it, and no one was willing to explain it to her.

Her stomach let out a wail of hunger. She came to the bathing terrace, where there was a stone basin filled with the rainwater that had fallen this morning. It was very sweet. She would always drink water to satisfy her hunger when she was hungry.

She felt that her stomach was shrinking day by day, but there was nothing she could do. She was surrounded by stone products, except for the blanket she slept on - she was not hungry enough to eat those things.

She suddenly thought: Are those people providing me with food every day to prevent me from eating wood and cashmere?

Clang——

The small window on the door opened on time.

She immediately stood up and shouted outside before closing the window: "What on earth are you planning to do?!"

The soldier delivering the bread was stunned for a moment and stopped where he was, wondering what she meant.

He had sent bread to Shen Yile for so many days, but she had never made such a big fuss.

He became alert and immediately said something back.

Shen Yile didn't understand either.

It had been so long since she had heard the Cloud Eagle people talk, and she had completely forgotten even the basic modal particles.

"I want to see the king! Don Diego! Don Diego III!"

She imitated the tone used by the people of Cloud Eagle Kingdom to address the king and called him by his first name.

The soldier felt offended. He pushed open the half-closed window and glared at her.

Shen Yile was holding a sharp wooden stick that could not gouge the wall - she forgot when she picked it up, in short it was a subconscious action. Looking at the soldier's eyes hidden behind the armor, she suddenly felt the urge to blind him.

impulse.

She gritted her teeth, thinking that this might be the best way to attract those guys.

A wave of hot blood filled her brain, and in the blink of an eye, she no longer cared about unnecessary things, raised her hand, and accurately stabbed the man's right eye with the wooden stick.

A heart-piercing cry could almost break her eardrums, and the soldier fled the cell door in fear.

Shen Yile stayed where he was, staring at the wooden stick in his hand.

The withered rod was stained with red blood and mucus, and an eyeball was stuck on the tip.

*

"She stabbed our soldier, who is a member of the Duke's family." The Minister of Military Affairs said with a serious face, "He wanted to use this to impeach Your Majesty."

Don Diego III was surprised: "She has been honest for so long, and she actually did such a thing."

"Maybe I can't hold on any longer. I've ordered people not to send her any more food - what should I do with her?"

Don Diego III looked around at his think tank: "What are your ideas?"

"Your Majesty," a counselor stood up, "it is better to deal with her as soon as possible, so that the Duke will not have any clues. Besides, we have tested it for a long enough time, and she is not important anymore."

"Well..." The king thought for a long time, "Where is the Duke now?"

"He's on his way down. He won't arrive in three days."
Chapter completed!