A dark and wet cellar was imprisoned here with more than a dozen people.

More than a dozen people were divided into two sides, five women leaned on the left to curl into a ball, and the other men leaned on the right to curl into a ball.

The temperature in Balignia has a large temperature difference between day and night, and it is extremely hot during the day, and the temperature drops instantly at night. In this humid and dark cellar, the temperature is even colder.

Let alone quilts, there is not even a straw mat covered, and they can only shrink together and warm each other.

The group of people who were imprisoned were from the volunteer group captured by Mokhan.

There were originally about twenty people, but a few people were tortured to death these days, and only these dozen people were left.

The more than a dozen people imprisoned here were already in despair and ashamed. He seemed to have no other extravagance than waiting for death.

After all, the elf is the youngest weak woman. She has been frightened these days. She will be held in her arms by a middle-aged woman, waiting for the moment of death to come.

"Aunt Qing, I can't go home, right?" The elf lay in Aunt Qing's arms, slightly opening her eyes that were not as charming as before, looking at the dark cellar blankly, making a hoarse sound from her mouth.

Apart from hoarseness, this voice is neither sad nor happy, and is so hunchy that it is a manifestation of a person without hope.

"Elf, no, you have to cheer up a little, we can definitely go home." Aunt Qing comforted her with tears in her heart, and she was heartbroken for the girl in her arms.

She is still young, and it is so cruel to die here like this.

However, she could only comfort her now. Everyone knew in their hearts that they had no tomorrow.

The Raptors were originally their glimmer of hope, but it turned out that they were too naive.

The Raptors gave them hope and destroyed it again. This is the most uncomfortable thing. "Aunt Qing, I know you are comforting me." The elf knew everything and knew everything: "It's actually okay. I'm lucky to be able to survive until now. The only regret is that before I die, I didn't express my love to the person I like, and never again

There is a chance."

Hearing this, Aunt Qing and others were stunned for a moment, and a faint smile appeared in the darkness: "Elf, do you have someone you like? No wonder you rejected so many young men and told aunts, who do you like? What kind of man is that lucky guy?"

"Hehe." A rare laughter sounded in the dead cellar, but the laughter was not happy, but heartache in everyone's ears.

"Aunt Qing, the person I like is a great hero, a great hero who stands tall and strong. If he were there, I believe he could save us, sure." The girl's tone was firm and unquestionable.

"Is he really powerful? Who is it?" the aunts asked curiously.

"I call him a cold-blooded angel." The girl's face showed a long-lost smile on her face.

"Cold-blooded angel?" Everyone was stunned, thinking that the name was too strange. Since it was an angel, how could it be cold-blooded?

Perhaps because he realized the doubts in his aunts' hearts, the girl explained: "He is the angel in my heart, and he is cold, so I called him a cold-blooded angel."

"Well, it turns out that this is the name." Everyone understood. The little girl is worthy of being an elf and weird person, and her name is so special.

As soon as the few people said this, the iron door of the cellar sounded open.

This voice made everyone's heart tighten, and his heart rose.

Someone opened the door this night. What are you going to do? Are you going to deal with them? Could it be that these cruel bandits really won't let them see the sun tomorrow?

Thinking of this, Aunt Qing hugged the girl in her arms tighter, fearing that she would lose such a lively girl's life in the next moment.

Everyone looked at the door, the door of death in their hearts, in horror.

With a strange "creak", the iron door opened, and the beam of the powerful flashlight shone in, making the eyes of the person inside blurred, and the person who was illuminated instinctively closed his eyes.

Yu Fei escorted the lieutenant Duo Nuo here. When he opened the door, he saw a familiar and unfamiliar thin shadow under the flashlight.

After a closer look, Yu Fei was stunned.

You Lingling, a girl nicknamed Elf, how could she be here? Could she be a member of the volunteer group?

This cute little girl is the sister of You Zhiheng, the boss of the Dark King Base.

Because of the Black Devil, he met the little girl.

However, the girl now has long lost the glory of the past. Under the light of the flashlight, she is black, thin and haggard, and she has no other charm as the innocent and lovely water spirit girl in the past.

This is also the reason why Yu Fei feels unfamiliar.

No wonder the Black Demon is so concerned about the volunteer group. It turns out that his sister is also in the volunteer group.

Unfortunately, after taking a look, I didn’t see Luo Niu Niu Niu.

When they came here, Duonuo introduced to Yu Fei that they only arrested some of the people from the volunteer group, and some escaped.

Maybe Luo Niu Niu Niu is on the list of people who escaped that part of the group, maybe he is sacrificing...

Yu Fei didn't dare to think about it, so he shook his head suddenly and ordered Duo Nuo: "Let them out."

The sound came out, and the elf who had closed his eyes and was about to die suddenly opened his eyes, broke free from Aunt Qing's arms, sat up suddenly, and then looked at the door with disbelief.

Unfortunately, her eyes were backlit and she couldn't see who was standing at the door.

"Elf, what's wrong with you?" Aunt Qing and others asked worriedly when they saw her strange reaction.

"Aunt Qing, am I dreaming?" the elf asked blankly.

"You..." Aunt Qing's voice was even more swallowed. She thought the elf was afraid of the next death, and fantasized about herself in her dream.

In fact, she also hoped that this was a dream. When she woke up from a dream, she had nothing to do, it was just a nightmare.

However, this is not a dream, it is a cruel reality, the cruel reality they are about to face.

"Aunt Qing, please pinch me quickly. Is this a dream? What did I hear just now?" the elf grabbed Aunt Qing's hand and said hurriedly.

Aunt Qing burst into tears, hugged the girl's weak body tightly, and said with tears in her eyes: "Yes, elves, this is just a dream, it's just a dream, it's fine soon, it's fine."

The other women were infected and they all started to cry silently.

Yu Fei looked at the women crying in a mess, and was confused, and hurriedly said in Chinese: "Don't cry, come out quickly, you are saved."
Chapter completed!