Lin Heng had originally planned to play dead and lie there pretending to be unconscious for a few days.
But Bai Yi, that bastard, just had to come over and show himself off. Great—now both of them had been captured.
Looking at Lin Heng, who had been tied up like a twisted hemp rope, Dugu Yueli smacked her lips in satisfaction. "Looks pretty good."
"Hey! Little Li, the Changlin Clan will still negotiate over exchanging hostages. Are you sure you want to keep me locked up the whole time?"
"That's enough! Don't forget, you still need to beg Guoguo to do something for you." Lin Heng sat on a tiny wooden chair, looking far more bedraggled than before.
"Hmph... I'll figure out a way to solve it!"
With a light snort, Dugu Yueli turned and left.
The Little Black Room in the dungeon suddenly went dark.
"Green Lotus Dao Fire!" Lin Heng called out, and the Otherworldly Flame within his dantian leaped forth, illuminating the surroundings.
Then, who knew what he fiddled with behind his back? His body stretched long and limber like noodles, and after twisting a few times, he slipped free from the tightly bound chains.
The Water Element Body could compress his body, making him as soft as a loach. How could a few measly chains possibly hold him?
Bai Yi, in the cell next door, saw him break free and asked, "Lin Heng, you weren't injured?"
"Hmph! Even if I was injured, I'd have recovered by now!"
"Oh, I get it. You fucking deliberately played with the Little Saintess, didn't you? Treating her like a Dummy—do you have any conscience at all?" Bai Yi cursed.
"I like it. What's it to you?"
"You... fuck!! What do we do next? You left Sun Hao with the Demon