Lin Pingzhi Crosses Yue Buqun

West Lake Plum Village, dungeon! There is no light, no hope here, just endless dampness and darkness! The number of people who know that Lin Pingzhi is imprisoned in this dungeon can be counted on one hand... Linghu Chong has a free and easy nature, I am afraid that he has been forgotten long ago; Ren Yingying may remember it, but time is enough to wash away that unimportant memory; As for the mute servants of the Demon Sect who delivered meals, they had not come back a few months ago! Lin Pingzhi huddled in the cold iron cage, his last hope of life completely cut off...