The light outside the window gradually became brighter, and Ling Qingfeng knew that it was a new dawn.

At this moment, he had been in this small confinement room for ten days!

He felt like he wanted to go crazy several times, and he even thought he might never be able to get out!

Then reason tell yourself that you can persist, and you can only persist.

However, the strong environmental pressure and psychological hints defeated those rationality again and again.

Ling Qingfeng had no doubt that if he stayed in this ghost place, his mental power would be unexpectedly improved, provided that he would not become a real madman.

It has been the tenth day, and the world outside the confinement room seems to have forgotten that an unlucky guy was locked in the confinement room.

Only when it is time to release the news, the people in the No. 211 cell will deliberately or unintentionally look at the direction where the confinement room is located.

Everyone has no hope for Jin Ba. They have been in the confinement room for ten days and have not been released in advance. Even if they are released now, they should probably be sent directly to the mental hospital.

No human spirit and will can withstand that boundless loneliness. Humans are born to be a group animal, unless they are not humans!

Clang! The small iron door of the confinement room was pushed open from outside, and the prisoner who delivered the meal stuffed a portion of braised mashed potatoes and rice.

The prisoner just took a quick look at the situation inside and found that the unlucky guy inside was still lying on the ground. Since yesterday, he has not eaten another bite of food, as if he was dead, and he remained motionless.

The prisoner who delivered the meal spread the news. The prisoners who participated in the gambling game had almost given up their previous gameplay. The guy inside hadn't eaten for two days. Now the thing to bet is whether he would live or die when he came out!

In the 211 cell, Uncle Ka took out three cigarette butts from under the bed and placed them carefully on the windowsill.

Xiaodao and Hong Kun bowed three times to the three cigarette butts.

The other prisoners who lived with each other also put their hands together and bowed to the cigarette butt.

"Boss Jinba, everyone knows each other. You were so majestic when you were alive, but unfortunately your life was not long. I hope you will bless us below, be less bullied, and go out early!" Hong Kun murmured with a serious face.

Xiaodao glared at him and said sharply: "Nonsense! He might not be dead yet! If he really dies inside, the prison guards will drag the body out!"

Hong Kun shook his head and said helplessly: "I just don't know! I heard that the food has been delivered in for two days.

I've asked all of them. That day the prison captain and the devil dragon were so good that they wore a pair of pants. It was clear that those dead ghosts were determined to slap him, and they wouldn't let him out until time. They didn't care about life or death inside!"

Uncle Ka turned around and said angrily to the two of them: "Don't argue anymore! They all say that death is the most important thing. Even if he doesn't die, it's useless to save him! Everyone is a worldly person, and there is no life in this life or the next life. If he has today, we may be the same as him one day. Accumulate some virtue and worship yourself!"

Everyone followed Uncle Ka and bowed three more times.

A temple was set up in the 211th chamber prison, but Ling Qingfeng didn't know that it was in the confinement room.

He slept motionlessly on the cold floor, and had already focused all his attention in his body.

Just as an old saying goes, life is like **, if you can't resist, then you can only enjoy it!

Ling Qingfeng is enjoying it now, and he tried his best to do everything he could. Still, he could not let time pass faster and relieve his discomfort.

Since that's the case, there's no need to think about it anymore.

Ling Qingfeng's mood was clear at this moment. He no longer used the bee control technique to sneak out to breathe. Instead, he thought about it and found a only goal, which was to practice the dark energy to the extreme, and even the ultimate.

There is no reason why Nie Qianzhong can do what he can do!

Time has become something that Ling Qingfeng doesn't care about. When a person is pushed to his limit, he will either go crazy or succeed! He has successfully focused his entire mind on how to practice secret energy.

Practice the secret force on your legs, shoulders, waist, back, and head and neck! Every part of your body must be practiced to be the most rigid and soft, and the hardness and softness are combined, and finally the secret force of your whole body will be erect.

Ling Qingfeng relied on his tenacious will to force the external environment and separate the external environment from himself, focusing on the cultivation of hidden power in various parts of his body.

To outsiders, his body was curled up on the ground and motionless, like a pool of stagnant water, but his body was in full swing with undercurrents.

Thanks to his innate true qi protecting the body, he can warm the meridians at any time, and the confinement room is closed and silent, and there is no external interference at all.

Otherwise, if you sprint like this and such crazy secret energy cultivation, you would have been able to become as if you were in a devil and your meridians would be broken.

Although Nie Qianzhong was young, he was a real martial arts genius. He spent a whole year in the mountains and experienced countless thrilling battles before he practiced the dark energy.

Ling Qingfeng only spent four days in the extreme environment of the confinement room, but he entered the country a thousand miles a day. Although he was not as profound as Nie Qianzhong's secret energy, he was actually not far from that.

Finally, on the thirteenth day, the iron door of the confinement room was slowly pushed open from outside with a click.

A prison guard stood at the door, pointed inside and said, "You go in, drag him out and see if he is dead!"

Two sad prisoners bent over and walked into the confinement room.

One of them had the courage to step forward and kicked Ling Qingfeng's back with his toes, "Hey! Are you still alive?"

Ling Qingfeng's eyes suddenly opened, and the light flashed in his eyes, which scared the two prisoners so much that they were so panicked that they almost ran away with their heads in their arms.

With both hands on the ground, Ling Qingfeng gently supported himself and sat up.

At this moment, his appearance was very scary, with deep eyes, high cheekbones, and unshaven beard. Except for his bright eyes, he looked haggard and not as human-like.

The two prisoners who came to mention the people did not dare to come forward because they had never seen a fierce man who could sit up on his own for thirteen days in the confinement room. They had an inexplicable sense of awe for Ling Qingfeng.

The prison guard standing outside was annoyed, knocked on the prison door with a baton and shouted loudly: "What are you doing? Why don't you drag the person out quickly!"

The two prisoners looked at me, and I looked at you, and no one dared to step forward.

Ling Qingfeng exerted his strength, stood up, and walked out of the prison door shakingly.

The two prisoners retreated in fear. They looked weak, but they just didn't dare to lean in front of him.

Seeing the two of them retreating, the prison guard was about to curse, but suddenly he found that his eyes were dark. When he turned around, he saw Ling Qingfeng coming out, and even he was shocked.

"Last year, in this door, the peach blossoms were red in the faces of people, and the peach blossoms were still smiling at the spring breeze!" Ling Qingfeng inexplicably recited a very inappropriate poem, but fortunately the people around him couldn't understand it.

"Bah! Send me back to my room!" Ling Qingfeng glared at the prison guard, his whole body relaxed his spirit, and with a feeling of fatigue coming like a sea of ​​tide, he could no longer resist it, and fell to the ground and fell asleep.

I have never seen such a fierce master before. Even the prison guard was amazed and ordered two prisoners to carry Ling Qingfeng back to the 211 prisoner.

Along the way, Ling Qingfeng slept so dark, and he didn't even know when he was carried to the 211 prison.

The two prisoners carried him carefully to the bed, and all the prisoners from 211 flocked to the ground.

Uncle Ka reached out to explore Ling Qingfeng's nose, his face was shocked, and he quickly waved his hand to disperse the crowd, "Go away, go and let him have a good sleep! If you have anything to do, wait until he wakes up!"

Everyone returned to their bed reluctantly. Hong Kun poked his head out and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Ka, how is his condition?"

Uncle Ka shook his head and replied, "I'm not a doctor, I don't know! It's a blessing to be able to sleep. I think this kid may be fine!"

"No! After being locked up for thirteen days, ordinary people have been crazy! You say he is okay now? I've also put it on him!" Hong Kun looked surprised and couldn't help but even his voice became louder.

"You have a lower voice, don't wake him up!" Xiaodao glared at Hong Kun, and the latter quickly retracted.

After a while, it was lunch time, Hong Kun went to get everyone's meals. As soon as he entered the prison, Jin Ba, who was sleeping in the bed, snoring, sucked twice, and shouted in a vague way, "Hungry! You want to eat!"

After he yelled like this, all the prisoners in the house watched him helplessly, and then they realized that he had not even opened his eyes, and was yelling based on his instinct.

Hong Kun looked helpless and divided the food in his hand into a basin. He also specially put two big fat pieces on it and walked to Jinba's bed with a shake and three sways.

"Hey! Boss Jinba, get up and have dinner!" Hong Kun shouted with courage.

Ling Qingfeng was still lying on the bed, smashed his mouth twice, and did not move.

Xiaodao jumped up from the side, "Go away, I'll feed him!"

When Hong Kun saw Xiaodao's angry look, he had to walk to the side in disappointment.

Xiaodao took the rice spoon, sat beside Jinba's bed, patiently scooped a spoonful of rice and handed it to his mouth.

Ling Qingfeng, who was sleeping, smelled the fragrance of food, opened his mouth and bit it, and swallowed the spoon in one bite.

Xiaodao quickly pulled hard, and finally grabbed the spoon from his mouth.

Spoon after spoon, Xiaodao kept stuffing food into Ling Qingfeng's mouth. Before he knew it, even his portion was eaten up.

They didn't know that Ling Qingfeng's situation was a bit special at the moment. Although he was released from the confinement room, he had too much thought of studying hidden power. He subconsciously still hoped that quiet would not be disturbed and then continued to break through, which led to his discomfort in the outside world for a while and had to sleep temporarily.

In other words, unless he has mastered his skills, he will keep sleeping and never wake up again! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Si, novels are better and faster! Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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