wicked immortal

People felt Zhao Yuan's steel-like willpower, and if he forcibly stepped forward, he would definitely conflict with Zhao Yuan.

For soldiers, confinement is not only a stain on military career, but also an unbearable loneliness.

No one wants to risk solitary confinement for a chef.

In the army, if you make a mistake, you would rather suffer some corporal punishment, or manual labor, than be locked up.

Under countless gazes, the fat man shed tears of humiliation as he stuffed the vomited thick phlegm into his mouth mouthful, vomiting while stuffing it...

Suddenly, the fat man's eyes lit up and he stopped eating.

At the entrance of the cafeteria, the figure of the instructor appeared. At this time, the instructor with a dark face and serious expression became the savior of the fat man.Although the fat man looked at the instructor, he didn't dare to express anything, he still had a look of fear on his face, for fear that Zhao Yuan would suddenly press his head into the rice bowl.

The instructor strode towards Zhao Yuan, and soon he walked to Zhao Yuan's side.

"You don't have to eat, but I promise, you will regret it!" Zhao Yuan ignored the instructors around him, and said to the fat man calmly.

The fat man still didn't eat, and looked at the instructor begging for help.

"Zhao Yuan!" The instructor shouted suddenly.

"Here!" Zhao Yuan stood at attention, expressionless.

"Okay, not bad, today's first day of reporting caused trouble, do you want to show me off?" The instructor sneered.

"Master Instructor, I am a soldier of the Great Qin Empire. I shoulder the heavy responsibility of defending the country. As a soldier, I have a strong sense of honor and mission. However, today, just now, there was a chef who actually acted in front of everyone. Now, spitting into the meal of an imperial concubine is tolerable or unbearable!" Zhao Yuan looked at the instructor and said loudly.

"...Is this really true?" The instructor obviously didn't know the ins and outs of the matter, but he had to pursue Zhao Yuan's glory as the emperor's wife.

"My lord instructor, Zhao Yuan swears as a member of the emperor. If there is any falsehood, he will be struck by lightning! Of course, if you still don't believe me, you can ask other soldiers and ask them to swear by the honor of soldiers. know the truth."

Zhao Yuan's move forced all the soldiers to have no room for maneuver.

The instructor is not a dull person, just glanced at the expressions on the faces of the surrounding soldiers, and naturally knew what Zhao Yuan said was true.

"Well, even if you have a reason, do you know the rules of the Tieling Barracks?"

"I don't know." Zhao Yuan was very single.

"Private fighting is strictly prohibited in Tieling. Anyone who violates the order will at least be confinement. Are you guilty?"

"Zhao Yuan violated military discipline and is willing to accept punishment."

"Okay, guard..."

"Master instructor, Zhao Yuan is willing to accept the punishment, but this cook offended the dignity of the soldiers, so he must be punished severely..." Seeing two wolf-like guards approaching him, Zhao Yuan hurriedly said.

"At this time, I have my own sense of propriety, so you don't need to teach me." The instructor sneered.

"Master instructor, when a man does something, he must stand upright. Just now that fat man promised to eat that bowl of rice. Otherwise, I would have killed him long ago. Now, if he doesn't eat, he will break his promise and become fat. Zhao Yuan refuses to accept it!"

"Hmph!" The instructor snorted coldly, signaling the guards to take Zhao Yuan away.

"Fatty man, I'll carry it with you, I'll be back!" Zhao Yuan didn't struggle, and when he was carried away by two guards, he just yelled viciously at the fat chef.

"A bunch of trash!"

The instructor's face was livid, he glanced at the distraught chef, then gave a hard look at the soldiers who were training, left without saying a word.

The words left by the instructor made all the soldiers in the training look very pale.

Zhao Yuan was taken to the confinement room, and when he entered the confinement room, everything on him was searched.

The Sumeru Ring was not confiscated, because during the search, Zhao Yuan hid the Sumeru Ring under his tongue, all of Zhao Yuan's belongings were in the Sumeru Ring, and he would never allow the Sumeru Ring to be taken away Go, even if it is to kill Tieling, it is not hesitating.

"Go in!" The two guards kicked Zhao Yuan into the dirty confinement room.

"Bah"

With a heavy sound, the heavy rusted iron door of the confinement room was closed, and the violent impact knocked off the rusted iron foam on the iron door, and the air was filled with dust.

Before Zhao Yuan could stand firmly on his feet, a foul smell hit his face.

Zhao Yuan began to look at this legendary confinement room by the faint light coming in from the two ventilation holes that were no bigger than fists above his head.

This is a small room of less than five square meters. There is a bed in the room. The bed is covered with sheets, cotton wool, etc., which are wrapped into a ball. It looks like a pile of moldy bean dregs. It smells pungent mold from a distance. taste.The wall is made of blue bricks, with some messy symbols engraved on it, among which, apart from some vivid erotic pictures, there are some extremely exaggerated patterns and symbols to express emotions, the huge "kill" character, and the extremely impactful The fighting scene, at first glance, gives people a thrilling feeling.

It seems that many "artists" were imprisoned in this prison.

In the corner, there was an uncovered toilet. The yellow and white stuff in the toilet was almost overflowing, and the suffocating and disgusting stench came from the toilet.

Looking at this environment, Zhao Yuan could only smile wryly.

Although he thought of various possibilities, he never thought that he would be locked up on the first day of entering the training camp.

"Monk, this place is not a place for people to stay!" Zhao Yuan pulled Monk Tianxin out to complain. Recently, Monk Tianxin devoured Lu Naluo's death spirit, and he was cultivating crazily, so he had no time to care about Zhao Yuan.

"The monk is very busy, flashed."

"Hey, monk, wait..."

"Dead monk!"

Monk Tianxin just said a word and disappeared without a trace, even though Zhao Yuan yelled at him and didn't come out.

After Zhao Yuan scolded the eighteen generations of the ancestors of Monk Tianxin, he finally regained his balance. He sat on the wet bed, thinking about how to spend the difficult fifteen days.

Originally, Zhao Yuan could practice kungfu to pass the time, but Zhao Yuan didn't want to spend all his time on it. Besides, he had already seen some clues about the way of training in "The Enemy of Ten Thousand Enemy". Cultivation has no practical significance.

"I want to make me sad, but I want to live a good life!"

Looking at the toilet that was about to overflow, Zhao Yuan secretly felt ruthless, and his head was running at high speed.Hey, money can turn ghosts around!I have a lot of money on me, so what I want to do is not easy.

"Puffy..." Zhao Yuan took out 10,000+ imperial coins from the Sumeru Ring and put it on his body, and immediately kicked the iron gate wildly. The iron gate made an earth-shattering impact sound, which echoed in the corridor for a long time.

"Do u wanna die!"

"Boy, are you impatient to live!"

"Who is this guy?"

"..."

……

Hearing the scolding voices around him one after another, Zhao Yuan was stunned. He always thought he was the only one here, and he didn't use "quiet" to search the environment at all. He didn't expect that there were so many people in this suffocatingly quiet place.

"Ahem... are you all in confinement?" Zhao Yuan quickly recovered and asked.

"You are stupid, who is fine to live here, you think this is a resort!"

"***, there are more and more idiots in Tieling..."

Zhao Yuan's voice aroused another wave of curses from the crowd. It seemed that people could hardly find a place to vent their anger.

"Could this be retribution?" Zhao Yuan thought of scolding Monk Tianxin just now.

After scolding for a full hour, people seemed to be tired of scolding, and they all became quiet again, without the slightest sound.Zhao Yuan felt that he was the only one left in the confinement room again.

Subconsciously, Zhao Yuan searched with "Jing", he wanted to see how many people were imprisoned in this place.

If you don't search, you are done. After searching, Zhao Yuan was startled. His "quietness" could not feel the slightest sign of life. Those people seemed to disappear out of thin air.