It would be more appropriate to call it a water dungeon rather than a dungeon.
Lin Zhuo looked at the water surrounding him and sighed deeply.
He was now on a platform in the middle of the pool, with chains made of black iron locked on his limbs. There were formations set up on the chains to seal his spiritual energy.
But it doesn't matter, he never thought of escaping.
Lin Zhuo paddled in the water with his hands, not knowing how long he would be locked up here. There was no sunlight here, and it was damp and had an unpleasant fishy smell.
He has been here for some time and doesn't know how his spiritual plants are doing.
Lin Zhuo buried his head in his knees, not knowing what his master would think of him after hearing about this.
This was obviously not his intention, so why was his body out of control at that time?
He couldn't help but stretch out his hand to look, and gestured back and forth. There was no sense of awkwardness, and no sign of being controlled. So why did he say those words uncontrollably before, and why did he let Su Ziqi run away?
Lin Zhuo turned his head to look at the water surface. Because there was no light, the water in the pool looked particularly black.
I always feel like my heart is stuffy.
He was the only one imprisoned here. It was very quiet around him and only the sound of a few drops of water falling into the pool could be heard occasionally. Gradually, Lin Zhuo slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
He doesn't know how long it took, but when Lin Zhuo opened his eyes, he was shocked when he saw the person in front of him.
"Qi?" Lin Zhuo called him tentatively.
"Awake?" Qi squatted in front of him, his black coat fell into the water because of the narrow space.
"Why are you here?" This is their sect's dungeon, right?
"It's indeed a bit difficult to get through, but it's no big deal." Qi said with a smile.
He reached out and weighed the chain on Lin Zhuo: "Do you want me to take you away?"
Lin Zhuo moved his body backwards, and the chain made a rustling sound. "No need, we are not that close."
Qi grabbed the chain, still smiling, but restrained Lin Zhuo's movements: "You make me sad. We are actually closer than you think."
Lin Zhuo didn't understand, but he didn't want to get so close to this man. He frowned and asked, "what do you want from me?"
Qi let go of him, took out a handful of snacks from his sleeve and placed them in front of him: "Nothing, I just heard that you were in jail and came to see if you needed help. It doesn't look like you need much."
Lin Zhuo was not polite either, he started to eat some melon seeds: "I'm doing fine here, thanks for thinking of me."
Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard in the dungeon passage. Lin Zhuo turned around and looked. Why did so many people come to see him today?
"It looks like someone is coming." Qi stood up.
Lin Zhuo looked at him with a strange look: Aren't you talking nonsense?
"I'll come to see you next time." Qi said and disappeared in front of Lin Zhuo.
Good man, there will be a next time? This guy is really brave.
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