Lin Ranzhi didn't know why, but she felt indescribably depressed.

In fact, after getting along with her for the past few days, she found that this Senior Sister Zhuo... was actually a good person. No wonder everyone in the palace respected and loved her.

It's just a pity.

Zhuo Qingtan suddenly smiled slightly, breaking Lin Ranzhi's obviously depressed mood at this time.

"Junior sister Lin brought such a big food box today, what's in it?"

Lin Ranzhi came to her senses in an instant. She immediately put away her depression and introduced with some enthusiasm: "I brought a lot of delicious food today, including stir-fried white jade mushrooms, boiled green vegetables, and stir-fried yellow beef.

,Oh, right......"

She reluctantly glanced at her mouth and added: "There is also An Yu's stewed ginseng chicken soup and peach blossom cakes. Please ask me to bring them to you. I was so annoyed by her that I had to bring them."

"Incredible."

There was a smile in Zhuo Qingtan's eyes: "I can actually eat three dishes, one soup and snacks. It doesn't look like I'm here to be punished."

"Then you have to be able to eat it!"

Lin Ranzhi complained softly: "In the past three days, except for the body-building elixir and half a bowl of wind-cold decoction yesterday, you haven't eaten anything, right?"

She comes to the Duanjie Peak every day to deliver water. No one in the entire Duanxu Palace knows the situation of Zhuo Qingtan better than she does. Even in the first five days when she was imprisoned, she only drank all the water every day.

, the food was rarely touched.

Today is the eighth day. This person was born taller and slimmer than others, but now he is even more skinny and almost loses his appearance.

If someone who didn't know saw it, they wouldn't really think that she, Lin Ranzhi, was lynching her, the head of Duanxu Palace, on the Broken Ring Peak!

Not to mention others, if An Yunong and Senior Brother Luofu saw what Zhuo Qingtan looked like now, they would probably fight to find her.

"For those who are cultivating immortals, it doesn't matter if they eat less."

Zhuo Qingtan smiled nonchalantly.

"Exactly," Lin Ranzhi rolled his eyes: "Even so, it's all about us cultivators who have spiritual power to protect our bodies. We won't starve to death if we skip a few meals. What about you? You have spiritual power to help us.

Does the whole body move and maintain life?"

Zhuo Qingtan looked at her with a smile and sighed softly: "Then please help me, junior sister, to the stone table."

Lin Ranzhi gritted his teeth and said: "...Can't you just eat it in bed? Why bother even though it's like this?"

Zhuo Qingtan's eyes were clear, weak but firm, and he gently raised his head to look at her.

The anger in Lin Ranzhi's heart suddenly vented, and she whispered in a somewhat self-defeating tone: "Okay, okay, I got it! I'll help you up right now."

She leaned over to hold Zhuo Qingtan's arm, but the force transmitted from her hand was not heavy, which showed that Zhuo Qingtan did not put all his weight on her.

This man really loves to show off his strength.

Lin Ranzhi curled her lips.

She carefully supported her: "Hey, slow down... give me the weight of your body! How about I carry you over, it's faster this way."

Zhuo Qingtan shook his head and smiled lightly: "Nonsense, I just can't use spiritual power, it's not that I'm disabled and can't move."

"...Stubborn."

Lin Ranzhi muttered something softly, but her hand movements were very gentle.

She held her arm with one hand and her shoulder with the other, and carefully avoided the several bone-suppressing nails on her arm and shoulder.

After helping her sit on the stone chair, Lin Ran opened the food box as if offering a treasure.

There were only three dishes, one meat and two vegetarian dishes, beautifully presented, accompanied by a portion of white rice, and a jar of fragrant ginseng chicken soup and peach blossom cakes on one layer, which looked very good.

Today's food box was sealed by Lin Ranzhi before going out and brought all the way using magic. It was still steaming hot.

When Zhuo Qingtan saw the chicken soup and snacks, he immediately shook his head and smiled: "Junior sister Lin's cooking is excellent, but this soup and snacks are definitely not made by my little junior sister."

An Yunong was born in a great family of immortal sects, and was a descendant of the An family of Jiucheng Mountain, one of the four major immortal sects in the world.

Although she was sent to Duanxu Palace to study arts together with her elder brother Luofu when she was young, she was always cared for by palace servants in her daily life, and she never touched the spring water on weekdays.

It wouldn't be a problem if she were allowed to simply cook a bowl of noodles, but she couldn't make soups and snacks that were full of flavor and color, even if she was killed.

Lin Ranzhi smiled quite proudly when he heard this.

"I think so. I don't expect the rich lady of a fairy family like her to make any soup. You should eat and cook first. I made all these dishes, and I keep them to taste!"

Zhuo Qingtan smiled: "You did it all?"

"certainly."

Lin Ranzhi raised her chin and said very proudly: "Who in the Duanxu Palace doesn't know that you, the palace master, are always very particular about your food and drinks are prepared separately in the palace master's small kitchen in Qingyue Peak every day. I expected you to

If you can't eat it, it must be because the big pot of rice in the canteen of our Zhang Jie Hall is not delicious and hard to swallow. So, I will cook it myself today, and you must not fail to give me face."

Zhuo Qingtan was really surprised this time.

She looked up at her in slight surprise, then chuckled and shook her head: "This is too troublesome. You know it's not because I'm picky that I don't eat less... In short, there's no need to do this tomorrow.

It’s better to get ready-made ones from the canteen of Zhang Jie Hall.”

Lin Ranzhi smiled but did not answer, secretly cursing in her heart: Do you want to take care of it? You have become a "prisoner" now, and I don't have to listen to you.

She unknowingly looked at Zhuo Qingtan's eating manner and was in a trance.

She had heard rumors in the palace before. It was said that Zhuo Qingtan, the senior sister in charge of the palace, was accidentally discovered by the palace master when she was still an infant. The palace master marveled at her talent in cultivating immortals and made an exception.

Bring it back to Duanxu Palace. It is said that Zhuo Qingtan was personally raised by the Lord of Duanxu Palace since he was a child and taught him step by step.

Is this the child raised and raised by the Lord of the Palace?

Lin Ranzhi was lost in thought.

In Lin Ranzhi's eyes, her every move was indescribably noble, beautiful, and calm.

Even during the past four years when she had been secretly hating Zhuo Qingtan, she could not deny that she was indeed outstanding. She was the kind of person who was far ahead of others and surpassed all the disciples of Duanxu Palace.

Even at this time, Zhuo Qingtan, who was sitting on the stone chair, only wore a simple wooden hairpin on her head. Her face was bloodless, her body was covered with bruises, and she was so thin that she almost lost her appearance... But she just sat there.

In this simple and dilapidated prison cell, people were eating their meals in such silence and with chopsticks, and the nobility leaking out of their bones was something that could not be stopped.

If Lin Ranzhi had often gone out to slay demons before, she would have known that in the words of young disciples from hundreds of schools of immortality, only these words can best describe the senior sister in Duanxu Palace:

——A model of the Immortal Sect, with noble bearing, graceful grace, and freehand style.

Of course, this was eight days ago. As for now...

Lin Ranzhi shook his head gently, a trace of compassion flashed in his eyes.

"Can you still get it into your mouth?"

Although she knew that a well-behaved person like Zhuo Qingtan must be careful about eating and sleeping, she still couldn't help but ask.

Zhuo Qingtan swallowed the food in his mouth, smiled lightly, nodded and affirmed: "Your craftsmanship is excellent."

Lin Ranzhi was secretly happy in her heart, but she still had a calm look on her face. She pretended not to care and said, "That's good, then you have to eat more, otherwise my work will be in vain."

Zhuo Qingtan nodded good-naturedly.

Perhaps she was feeling unwell, so she ate very slowly, chewing each bite for a long time.

Lin Ranzhi didn't rush her, for fear of disturbing her, she never spoke again.

Despite this, what Zhuo Qingtan actually ate in the end was only one or two chopsticks of each dish. The bowl of white rice was almost untouched, and the soup was put down after only one sip, presumably because the chicken soup was too greasy.

But Lin Ranzhi didn't push her anymore. She could see that Zhuo Qingtan was really having a hard time eating, and he was doing his best to eat.

She helped her back to the stone bed and watched her sit upright on the bed, feeling increasingly congested.

"Your bone-suppressing nails... did the Palace Master and my master say how long you would wear them?"

She knew it was not her place to ask, but she couldn't help but ask.

It should be known that ordinary people are born with only eight extraordinary meridians, namely the heart meridian, life meridian, trunk meridian, Kun meridian, Du meridian, Ren meridian, Chong meridian and Dai meridian.

Mortals who are talented enough to become immortals, such as the disciples of the Immortal Sect, are born with one more bloodline than ordinary mortals, which is the love bloodline, with nine symbiotic bloodlines.

The seven emotions and six desires of ordinary people are spread throughout the lungs and eight meridians, so they cannot be given up and suppressed.

However, if a person who cultivates immortality has attained the Tao, he can suppress all the mundane emotions in his emotions. From this, he can concentrate his energy calmly, be open-minded and fearless, and go further in cultivating immortality.

Zhuo Qingtan is born to be a person with no obvious emotions, so he is open-minded and cold, which is especially suitable for Duanxu Palace.

But these eight bone-suppressing nails were hitting the other eight key points of her body except the heart meridians.

Immortal sect disciples who make common mistakes are rarely punished with such severe punishment as bone-suppressing nails. Even if they have to have bone-suppressing nails driven in, at most they only have one or two, which is enough to deter the criminals who committed the crime.

Even in order to prevent serious damage to the victim's body and cultivation, the time when the bone-suppressing nails are inserted into the body is strictly controlled, and most of them are removed within a few hours for healing.

But Zhuo Qingtan had a total of eight bone-suppressing nails driven into his body, and they had not been removed for eight days!

The fact that one more bone-suppressing nail cannot be driven in is not out of mercy, but because eight bone-suppressing nails are already the upper limit! If the last heart vein is also driven into a bone-suppressing nail, then no matter whether it is a human, a demon or an immortal,

, I’m afraid they are all destined to die.

Zhuo Qingtan was slightly startled when he heard her question.

Then she was silent for a moment and shook her head gently: "I don't know either."
To be continued...