Waste material cannon fodder, he just wants to survive!

Then get up and leave the room.

Ran Heming, who was left in a daze, sat on the bed and thought, if he wouldn't be killed, why did he do everything possible to capture him? Could it be to lock him up for an experiment?

Payson woke up on the tree. He was hung on a thick branch. After seeing his situation clearly, Payson turned over and jumped down from the tree.

Quickly accepting that he and they were blown apart, Payson searched the forest for the two of them.

As a knight, the master trusted him so much, but because of his negligence, he let the other party go to Person by himself, it was difficult to forgive his carelessness.

Besides, his sister was also lost by him. As a knight, he didn't do enough to blame him, and as an older brother, he didn't protect his sister well.

Payson's heart was filled with his own self-blame, failing to protect the two most important people was a bit of a blow to him.

Payson was walking in the forest, but the forest was too big, and there were sounds of wild animals at night, which made him want to find his sister and master more quickly.

At this time, he was even more determined to hone himself and become stronger in order to protect his master.

When Payson was spending the second night in the forest, he heard voices not far away, and it seemed that more than one person was walking there in surprise.

Then he saw several people in armor walking together, it should be the royal army or something.

They also saw Payson, a young man walking alone in danger, not injured, which made them a little curious.

"Hi, may I ask if you have seen a carriage nearby recently?"

"Carriage?" The leading brown-haired man asked suspiciously.

Then the slightly shorter man standing beside him suddenly said as if thinking of something: "You forgot, Commander, we saw a broken carriage in the forest not far away."

Broken carriage, these five words made Payson's pupils shrink.

Could it be that the owner has died?

The brown-haired man noticed that something was wrong with Payson, so he walked over and asked tentatively, "Is the carriage you asked about a black and silver door?"

"Yes..." Payson replied weakly.

After Payson answered, the faces of those people suddenly became serious. The brown-haired man was the first to react. He looked at Payson's sad expression and said regretfully: "We noticed black magic on the carriage, the carriage What happened to the people here?"

"A gust of wind blew my sister and I apart." Payson chose to hide something and did not mention Ran Heming.

"We're looking for someone who uses black magic, maybe you can join us."

dark magic?

Payson had seen these things in a book by chance. It was a kind of magic that had long been taboo. Such a dangerous thing might have something to do with the gust of wind. Thinking of that, Payson agreed to the other party's invitation.

Ran Heming, who was trapped in the room, carefully observed his current situation. Although he was very afraid of why he would be locked up in such a place, he was still an adult psychologically, so he didn't panic too much.

The big deal is to be dismembered, and then return to the original world as soon as you open your eyes. If you think about it this way, being kidnapped is not a bad thing.

A few hours later, Hill, who had left, came back with fresh fruit in his hand. He walked up to Ran Heming and said, "Are you hungry, there is food here."

The latter glanced at the things in his hand, the bright red apples and bananas, Ran Heming wanted to say that writing about fruits would not fill him up, but he held back.

Because he is really hungry now, he no longer picks whether the food is good or bad. Although he cares about why the other party sends him food, he is so hungry that he has no time to think about it.

Ran Heming looked at the fruit and swallowed, if not for his hands being tied now, he would have been impatient to pick one up and start eating.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Hill just stared at the fruit in his hand, thinking that the other party didn't want to eat it, so he asked, "Don't you want to eat it?"

After hearing this, Ran Heming thought to himself, this pervert's eyes don't seem to be very good, but he didn't dare to say it, for fear that the other party would turn his face and pick up the food and leave.

"My hands are tied."

Ran Heming thought that he had already said that, and he would untie the chains on his hands, but Hill said, "Do you want me to feed you?"

Let the pervert feed him?

Goosebumps all over his body just thinking about it, Ran Heming shook his head crazily in his mind, and discussed in a very cautious tone: "No, no need, just untie the chain for me."

"Oh, that's right."

Hill suddenly realized, and stretched out his hand to untie the chain on the opponent's hand.

This chain is not very important to Hill, it is just to prevent the other party from struggling during the ceremony. The ceremony has not officially started yet, but it can be taken off.

Ran Heming didn't expect that the other party would be so eloquent to untie the chain on his hand, which made him a little shocked, but shock was nothing but shock, but he still had to eat.

Ran Heming, who was hungry, picked up an apple and bit it down, the juice poured into his mouth in an instant, which made him feel much better with a dry mouth and a hungry stomach.

"Is it tasty?"

Ran Heming looked up at Hill, saying that he didn't want to answer this question.

Faced with the cold water being poured on him, Hill did not show any anger, but looked at Ran Heming who was eating an apple with a smile and said, "There is poison in the food."

Ran Heming gritted his teeth when he heard this sentence, and felt that the person in front of him was the male version of Snow White and her stepmother, who would put poison in the apple.

Toxic is poisonous, it is better than guessing when to die.

Thinking of this, Ran Heming took another big bite.

Ran Heming didn't show a look of fear, which made Hill a little disappointed. The former looked at the person who left the room inexplicably, full of doubts.

After realizing the freedom of his hands, Ran Heming immediately wanted to take off the clothes on him, but he thought that the price of taking off the skirt would be that he would be naked, so he stopped thinking about it.

He hypnotized himself in his mind, he was so poor that he had no clothes to wear, so he wrapped a curtain, and after a few minutes of hypnosis, Ran Heming suddenly felt that this thing was pleasing to the eye.

Ran Heming didn't know how long he had been in this room. Just when he thought he was going to live in this room for the rest of his life, there was the sound of some kind of animal hitting the glass from the small window at the top of the wall on the left.

When he looked up, he could vaguely see a black shadow disappearing and reappearing on the piece of glass. At first he thought it was a bird.

Do you think the glass is some kind of door? It is also said that the IQ of birds is not very high.

But why didn't he give up after so many hits, and didn't see blood on the glass? Although he thought so, he didn't want the little bird to get hurt.

With the sound of glass shattering, Ran Heming was surprised to find that it was not a bird that hit the glass.

"It's you!?!" Ran Heming said in surprise.

[The author has something to say: Who is it?Who is the one?Please listen to the next time to find out. 】