Xiuxiu was frightened last night. As soon as she went out today, she lay in Feng Qingcheng's arms and couldn't get down. She hugged her neck tightly, and no one dared to look at it.

On the open space, dozens of bloody corpses were placed side by side, one by one, one by one, and one by one, exuding a strong smell of blood.

Ding Mao stood next to the corpse, his face as indifferent and ruthless as ever.

"Yesterday I kindly warned you not to think about anything, but some people still feel that there is an opportunity to escape, thinking about escaping from here. Now, all the bodies of the escaped people are here. Who else do you think about escaping?"

No one spoke to the rest, and they snuggled up to each other tremblingly, and even fewer people dared to open their eyes to see the corpses on the ground.

Feng Qingcheng carefully looked at the corpse closest to him. Although he was lying there, his body was completely distorted. It was obvious that the bones in his body were shattered due to some huge external force.

Seeing that no one was talking, Ding Mao snorted again, "The rest of you, some are smart people, knowing to judge the situation, while some are still lucky, thinking about when they can escape from here. I still say the same thing, you can try your luck and see if you can really leave here."

A sound of flaming wings came, and Feng Qingcheng looked up unconsciously and saw dozens of green birds flying above the sky. Each bird had a small bamboo cup in its mouth.

With the whistle of Dingmao, the birds flew towards the people present.

Feng Qingcheng stretched out his palm as if enlightened, let a bird land on it, put down the small bamboo cup in his mouth, and then spread his wings and flew away again.

Looking down, I saw a green liquid rippling in the bamboo cup, and the fragrance was swaying, which was extremely tempting.

"This is the morning condensation, which is your breakfast... From now on, every morning, birds of prey will send you condensation."

“Is this breakfast?”

"This kind of sip of water is not enough to moisten your throat."

"That's right, if you eat like this every day, you won't starve to death?"

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, of course, it was just a small complaint, but no one dared to question it in person.

For humans who are used to eating a full meal, this mouthful of dew is really not enough to rinse their mouths, let alone fill their stomachs.

When Feng Qingcheng's eyes were flowing, he saw Ding Mao's eyes looking at him coldly, and his eyes suddenly became cold, and he decisively raised his head and drank the condensation.

She has the ability to repair herself in her body, and she is not afraid of poison, so she doesn't dare to drink anything.

After the dew was condensed into the mouth, a green fruity fragrance spread between the lips and teeth, clear and refreshing, and refreshing. From the Lingtai to the Yongquan, it was extremely transparent in an instant. An inexplicable force seemed to wander in the body, making people feel energetic.

Seeing the bright light deep in her eyes, Ding Mao's eyes shrank slightly without notice, and then looked at the others.

"puff……"

In the crowd, someone suddenly spit out the condensation from his mouth and frowned, "What the hell is this? It's so bitter..."

"No...I feel it tastes good..."

"What's so delicious? It's like boiled water, colorless and tasteless..."
Chapter completed!