The leader has a black moonlight + extra episode

There is no antidote, and the medicinal properties of the Heart-Chewing Pill in her body are at work for almost twelve hours a day. The endless pain and torture drained all her strength, and she couldn't even stand up, so she could only lie down in this dark and cool place. , At the mercy of others in a secret room that sees no light.

Wu Jin didn't even know that this was the number of days she had been locked up.

At first imprisoned here by the golden mask, she was determined to die, but she found that the golden mask was not going to kill her.Wu Jin's body couldn't resist him, but her mind was still clear. She knew that this person wanted to use her to threaten Yan Qimo, just like... like sister Han.

When Sister Han died, she lost the will to survive, and now thinking of the golden mask's plan, she is determined to die even more.

But Wu Jin collapsed powerlessly in this secret room, and even suicide became a delusion.She finally decided to go on a hunger strike, so she would definitely not survive.As long as she starved to death in this place and became a corpse, the golden mask would not be able to use her to threaten Yan Qimo.

After the meal delivery person left, Wu Jin knocked it over with the remaining strength, and then curled up not to look at it.After an unknown period of time like this, Wu Jin gradually began to feel dizzy, and immediately after, bursts of darkness appeared in front of her eyes, and she even felt that the weight of her body was gradually disappearing.

When her consciousness was hazy and her eyelids began to droop heavily, Wu Jin easily thought that she was finally going to die.

At this time, the golden mask broke in suddenly, with the white scarf killer from that day behind him, he shouted in a voice full of anger: "Let her eat!"

After that, Wu Jin couldn't count how many times he went through the scene just now.Whenever these people let go of her, she would hold herself up and gān all the time, but it was all in vain.The golden mask stood by and watched her useless struggle, and there was nothing wrong with his cold laughter.

As soon as these white scarf killers and golden masks left, Wu Jin was left alone in the darkened secret room.Her small body was curled up into a ball, her nails embedded in her flesh and trembling, from time to time she let out a few painful moans, the sweat on her forehead slid all the way down her neck, and wet the skirt of her chest.

I don't know how long ago, the golden mask snatched her bracelet, and told his subordinates: "Go, give this to Yan Qimo."

She hadn't seen sunlight since she was locked in. The secret room was surrounded by tall and cold black walls, and she couldn't tell the time.But she vaguely felt that it had been a long time since the golden mask snatched her bracelet, and there was no news from Yan Qimo.

Wu Jin curled up on the ground struggling to breathe, Yan Qimo, she...wouldn't be coming, would she?

She won't be threatened because of herself, which is of course the best.

Wu Jin was a little disappointed, but more relieved and happy. She already owed her life to Sister Han, and she didn't want to hurt anyone else.

She struggled to get up and leaned against the corner of the wall, raised her head and closed her eyes, breathing heavily and disorderly, like a death row prisoner waiting for trial.

Soon Jinmian realized that she was useless, so he would send her down to meet Sister Han...

The clamoring pain gripped the last strand of consciousness that was about to leave, and he was tormented in the darkness and silence. Wu Jin couldn't remember how much time had passed.Suddenly there was a creaking sound, and with the sound of heavy footsteps, the iron door was pushed open in one fell swoop.

The golden mask walked in from the door with his hands behind his back, and gave her a condescending look.Wu Jin thought it was this person who was going to force-feed her again, so she didn't even have the strength to move, and leaned against the corner to look at him numbly.

But Jin Mask didn't rush to call someone to hold her down this time, but took two steps to her side, leaned over and asked, "Wu Jin, you must feel very deserted here alone." He deliberately Play each word very slowly and lightly, but clearly.

Wu Jin's pupils dilated suddenly, his fingers grabbed the ground vigorously, and he raised his head to stare at him.

This person, how could Wu Jin fail to understand the meaning of his words.Her heart suddenly hung up, she must not see Yan Qimo.

"She really wants to see you." The golden mask seemed to see through Wu Jin's mind, and he smiled, "I'll let her accompany you now." He said to his subordinates: "Throw people in!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, two white scarf killers walked in with a person on their backs, threw the person on the ground unceremoniously, and retreated behind the golden mask.

The golden mask looked at her in a state of embarrassment, sneered triumphantly, turned and left.

When the door closed with a "bang", Yan Qimo's eyelids twitched, and then she slowly stood up.She supported the wall and moved over, leaning against Wu Jin, her back pressed against the cold wall, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

As for Wu Jin, ever since seeing her being thrown in by those two people, the panic in her heart began to ferment rapidly. Seeing her ragged clothes and welts all over her body, tears poured out uncontrollably and ran down her face indiscriminately.Yan Qimo's heart that had just been let go suddenly lifted again, and she turned sideways nervously: "What's wrong? Is it because I'm late."

"Yan Qimo, you..." Hearing her words, Wu Jin felt more and more self-blame and sore in his heart, sobbing and crying: "Why did you come, you shouldn't come..."

Did she know that she would die.

Yan Qimo hurriedly wiped her blood-stained hands with a clean piece of cloth from the corner of her clothes, then raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and said, "If I don't come, how can I save you?"