When Chen Zishuang heard this, her face turned slightly angry and bit her lip, but she didn't dare to disobey her. She had to take a few steps forward, and the sword in her hand suddenly left her body, and a cold light passed through.

Then the sword entered the sheath, and Chen Zishuang turned around, not wanting to stain his eyes.

"So he is really a dead eunuch. He is so cruel!" At this time, Old Dao Xing's amazing voice sounded.

The world is so great that there are many warriors who castrate themselves in order to practice magical skills.

I didn't expect to see one with my own eyes today.

"Ahem... can this adult help me put on my pants? It's a little cold." Dongfang Hong looked at Zhou Shiyi with a pitiful gaze.

Zhou Shiyi turned his head and looked at Lu Gan.

Lu Gan nodded, then fell into deep thought and remained silent.

After a moment, he waved his hand: "The time is up! Have a meal first!"

"good!"

Lao Hei responded, turned around and walked out of the dungeon with a lantern.

After a while, he led two constables, carrying a few food boxes, and a few tables and chairs.

A few people were in front of Dongfanghong and a group of prisoners, setting up tables and chairs to prepare for dinner.

Dao Xing had already burned red carbon in the execution platform next to him and a pot of warm wine.

In an instant, the fragrance of wine and rice was everywhere, causing the prisoners in the iron cage to shine and their stomachs to rumbling.

Dongfang Hong stretched her neck even longer, looking at her like a duck.

“Eat.”
Chapter completed!