In the dark dungeon, Jimo Qunfang huddled in the corner, looking at the narrow window above her head, feeling endless regret in her heart.

His father was captured and his grandmother died. The family became prisoners.

If she had known this day, she would never have provoked Sang Ying, or from the beginning when Fu Yinqiu wanted to adopt her, she should have been obedient and not cause trouble at will.

Otherwise, she would not be a prisoner in the dungeon today, but a high-ranking young lady.

She closed her eyes and tried hard not to listen to her mother's crazy howling.

"Fu Yinqiu, Fu Yinqiu, come out! Jimo has broken the war! How could you do this to us? My father-in-law died to save your father. Are you doing this worthy of the previous head of the family?!" Zhang Huizhen's voice shouted.

She had already become mute, but even so, she kept cursing the head of the house and his wife.

In her opinion, the tragedy of her life is all thanks to the two of them!

Everyone in the West Courtyard had already lost all their cultivation when they were thrown into the dungeon. Even if they wanted to start practicing again, they would not be able to feel the spiritual energy at all.

This is a punishment more terrifying than the forbidden spirit chain, and it is the punishment for those who betray the clan.

Zhang Huizhen has been proud all her life, but in the end she will lose all her cultivation and become an ordinary person. How can she be willing to do so?

It's just that the dungeon of the Jimo family is difficult for even people with good cultivation to escape from, not to mention that they are now truly powerless.

Without being able to see the head of the house and his wife, Zhang Huizhen seemed to be able to relieve her depression by cursing every day.

But not everyone can tolerate her noisiness. Just like her eldest son, whom she was always proud of, he impatiently scolded: "Mom, can you be quieter? What's the use of scolding them for so long? They're afraid

I have already taken my father to settle accounts with someone else!"

Zhang Huizhen's eldest son is named Jimo Renjie. This was originally a good name with high hopes, but in contrast to Jimo Qing, it only brought infinite irony to the young man and made his character more gloomy.

"Renjie, who is the person behind your father, and why have you never told us about those things?!" As soon as her son opened his mouth, Zhang Huizhen seemed to have found a new outlet and immediately shouted to him.

Jimo Renjie did not expect that his mother would suddenly attack him. He also knew little about the matter: "Dad planned this matter himself. I only know part of it. Why are you acting like a madman now? Whoever you catch bites

Who is it?"

Zhang Huizhen was so angry that she was trembling with anger at her eldest son's words: "If I was crazy, you were the one who forced me to do it! If I had known that you were so messed up that you couldn't hold up the wall, I shouldn't have..."

"You shouldn't be a Taoist couple with your father, right?" Jimo Renjie said with a sullen face, "Oh, do you think you will have a better choice if you don't choose your father? Yes, Jimo's breaking of arms is powerful and majestic.

, It’s a pity that people don’t like you at all and don’t care about you!”

This was the first time that Jimo Renjie had spoken out about the matter. He didn't want to, but he was really tired of his mother's complaints from time to time, and even more tired of her comparing herself to Jimo Qing in everything.

His words pierced Zhang Huizhen's heart like a sharp blade, exposing all her years of unwillingness and resentment to the sun.

She suddenly started to tremble all over, whether it was from pain or shame.

Jimo Renjie couldn't bear to see his mother like this. He raised his hand to pat Zhang Huizhen on the shoulder to comfort her.

But the next second, he discovered to his horror that he couldn't move!

His outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and Zhang Huizhen's trembling shoulders calmed down.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and the four of them could not move at all. But the strange thing was that the insects in the corner were still moving wantonly.

"I've admired you all for a long time..." This voice poured into their ears from all directions, as if the other party was everywhere.

The man looked at the panic in their eyes and smiled happily: "I heard that these few are the family members of the brother of the Jimo family leader, so I came here to visit. But I didn't expect that the Jimo family leader was so stingy that he even lost his own siblings.

Even brothers can’t tolerate it.”

The four of them were still unable to move, but the fear in their hearts could no longer be concealed.

"Oh, I almost forgot, you guys are still trapped by me." He continued, "But let me remind you, if you yell and scream without regard for dignity after you are let go, you will not be here.

If you cause it, I will be angry."

His tone was light, but the threat in it frightened the four of them.

The feeling of being imprisoned quickly disappeared. After Zhang Huizhen and the others regained their freedom, they huddled together immediately, looking forward to getting some relief from their relatives.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just a passerby. I saw injustice, so I came to help you." The other party said again.

"Since you are both members of the Jimo family, and you are the descendants recognized by the previous head of the family, then you should share in the position of the head of the family! How could your life and death be determined by just one sentence from Jimo?

Woolen cloth?"

Jimo Qunfang had tried her best to block her ears, but the sounds still kept coming into her head.

Different from her resistance, desire has slowly emerged in the eyes of Jimo Renjie and Zhang Huizhen.

"What's the use of saying this now? We have no cultivation base, no spiritual power, and no qualifications to compete with them!" Jimo Renjie secretly resented it.

The voice suddenly laughed: "Who said you are not qualified? Am I here to help you? I have no spiritual power, but there is still demonic energy!"

"As long as you become the final winner, who cares what method you used?"

"Have you seen this bottle of medicine in front of you? As long as you swallow it, you will gain a power more powerful than Jimo's Broken Arms! By then, this Rizhao City and this Jimo clan will be yours.

?”

Jimo Qunfang huddled in the corner, blocking her ears, not daring to listen to the other party's confusing words.

But while she was dazed, the two people around her had already taken steps.

"Mom, brother?" Jimo He, the youngest, suddenly called out to stop them, but the other party turned a deaf ear to them and just walked persistently step by step to the jade bottle that suddenly appeared.

Jimo Qunfang, who was next to her, hugged her brother suddenly and covered his mouth with her hand, not daring to let him make any more noise.

The cork of the jade pendant bottle was removed, and the dark pills inside were poured out.

The pills, which had a strong smell of blood, now became a rare treasure in the eyes of Zhang Huizhen, mother and son, and they were extremely coveted.

"Swallow it and you can have everything you want!" said the voice.

Jimo Qunfang no longer dared to look at what was happening behind her, but when the dungeon guards noticed something was wrong and hurried over, the cell holding the four people was already empty.

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