This dungeon was located under a well. The space was not large, cold and damp. Apart from the wellhead above, there was no ventilation. The well walls were so smooth that there was no place to put force. Even a person with superb martial arts skills would have to spend some effort to get in.
Qin Lanshang lay on a pile of hay, her back aching badly. She dug her fingers into the soil, cold sweat covered her face, and no part of her body felt comfortable.
Lu Mingyuan was also squeezed into the same small piece of land with her. Those who had tied them here naturally did not care about the difference between men and women and pushed a young man and a half-grown girl into a cell. As a result, the girl lay on the hay and didn't care. But Lu Mingyuan, who had woken up, pressed himself against the stone wall, wishing he could turn into a piece of paper and stay as far away from her as possible.
There were no guards around. Qin Lanshang howled for a while but got no response, so she said to Lu Mingyuan, "Nerd, come here."
She was young, but she spoke with the attitude of a bossy young lady. Hearing this, Lu Mingyuan leaned against the wall, turned his face away from her back, and said, "It's not proper."
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