Chapter 201, the soft intestines are broken, and the hero is lost

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At that time, Shizi's body was exhausted to the extreme. He had just been freed from prison, his body was broken, and he had no physical strength, but he still struggled and refused to rest, galloping for four days and four nights, and finally arrived at Xiapi...... But then, when he searched for you and did not see you, he was so tired that he finally collapsed on the long street. ”

Zhao Yun finally laughed stupidly. That laugh rolled out of his throat, not like he was laughing, but like crying. The pupils on his deeply buried face shrank, and he bit his molars until blood overflowed.

“…… He's always been so stupid. ”

Zhao Yun laughed, and suddenly said a word, his voice was hoarse as if he was cutting his throat with a blunt knife.

Zhu Ling glanced at him and continued: "Gongzi is sick in Xiapi, so he ordered my personal soldier to send a letter to Jizhou to Zhang Feiyan, still to get your news. But on the way to Yecheng, he fell ill in Dongping County, and this serious illness made him linger on the sickbed for a long time, unable to get up, and even almost died. Later, he came to Baima County, wanted to cross the river to Wei County, and later heard Gongzi say that he was stopped by a miracle doctor, and that person was kind to him, and when he saw that he was emaciated, he scolded him for not conditioning and waiting for death, and Gongzi had to stay in Qiancui Lake...... A few days ago, when I went to see him, he was no longer so thin, he didn't see anything unusual on the surface, and he was in high spirits, saying that he was going to Liyang......"

When Zhao Yun heard this, he suddenly let out a heavy breath in his nose, and there was an extremely gentle, evil, and sad smile on his lips, and his eyes were soft and bright.

He just smiled like this, and said to himself softly in his heart: "Well, he learned the news of my leading army in Liyang from Zhang Feiyan, and he was about to look for me." ”

But later, he didn't have to go to Liyang. Because he saw me in the woods. And I, on the other hand, made him completely disappointed...... Even, I drove him to a dead end......

There was a dull pain in his left chest, and Zhao Yun was still smiling, but his eyes were swollen and red, and the pain was extremely great, but he couldn't shed tears.

Zhu Ling sat down on the ground, looked up at the strangely behaved general, and tilted his head to look at him. For some reason, I suddenly felt that his unruly and upright posture looked very sad and pitiful.

"Isn't that new?"

Zhao Yun asked him in a dumb voice.

Zhu Ling nodded: "Everything I know has probably been told to you." ”

In a trance, Zhu Ling seemed to see him chuckle. was supported by a pair of cold and powerful hands under his arms, and with a slight force, he was lifted up from the ground.

"It's rude to be fit. Haihan, don't blame. Zhao Yun arched his hand at him, picked up the silver spear, and made a gesture of farewell.

Zhu Ling frowned and looked at him, seeing that his expression was calm and cold, and the previous look of sorrow and pity seemed to be his own delusion. suddenly remembered what this person said, because of his serious injury, and because of his disappearance, he couldn't help but be extremely angry, and said coldly: "Zhao Zilong, you know how my son-in-law treats you." Zhu Ling, I am not good at learning, my skills are low, I am not your opponent, but the friend of the son has his own strong hand, you ...... If you treat him badly, someone will get justice for him!" he snorted, picked up the three-pointed knife, brushed his sleeves away, and entered the post house and slammed the door.

After Zhu Ling left, Zhao Yun suddenly raised his hand and covered his left chest, his eyes were dark, and the tip of the gun was on the ground, stabilizing his figure.

After a while, he forcibly suppressed the grief and sadness in his heart, calmed down the disordered mind, walked out of the courtyard gate quickly, led the white horse from the side of the road, and went to Yanjin County again.

According to Guo Jia, the location is not difficult to find. He galloped all the way, the wind was blowing and the lightning was blowing, and when the fourth watch was about to end, he found the Cao army sub-camp that was stationed north of Yanjin and south of the Yellow River. After Zhao Yun watched for a while, he took off his robe and armor at the edge of the forest, and after dressing up, he broke into Cao Ying alone.

With Guo Jia's sigil, he was unimpeded, concealed from the soldiers on duty, and found Cao Pi's account.

Cao Pi had just listened to Xun You's lecture at night, and he had already rested when he was tired, but he might as well be called up by this person, his face was full of surprise and unhappiness, and a pair of dark eyes stared at Zhao Yun tightly.

His complexion was cold, with a delicate little face, awe-inspiring and inviolable, with a posture of rejecting people thousands of miles away. When Zhao Yun asked about Qi Han's imprisonment, Cao Pi's calm expression suddenly changed, he raised a pair of small sword eyebrows, his eyes were burning, and he glared at Zhao Yun with red eyes, and killing intent gradually rose from the bottom of his eyes.

Zhao Yun didn't expect this kid to have a sudden attack and explode so badly.

is like the word "Cao Ang", it is his reverse scale death**. And mentioning "Cao Ang's imprisonment" is like brushing his scales and poking his life!

Cao Pi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly slapped the case and screamed: "Where did you come from? What a big dog guts! Someone ...... come."

The words stopped abruptly, and Zhao Yun's cold hand had already clasped the key to his neck, and his palm spit out his neck, making Xiao Cao Pi's upper body numb and soft. Immediately, his deep and hoarse voice sounded coldly in Cao Pi's ears: "Pi Gongzi, I entered the gate of the village, and after asking about your tent, I had already knocked out all the soldiers guarding outside the tent when I came. Don't shout anymore, I just want to know about your brother......"

Cao Pi gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and a low roar of a small beast was like an enraged one from his throat. The teeth were too excited and angry, and Gege fought, but he was powerless to resist, and half of his blood was restrained by this person, and he couldn't even bite him back.

Cao Pi has never been so persecuted and bullied.

He was so angry that he wanted to go crazy and cut people.

This person, he actually dared to ......

It's a small matter to hold himself hostage, but he actually wants to find out about the fact that his eldest brother was imprisoned and humiliated, but he absolutely does it, no, to!

Cao Pi smacked hard in his heart, bared his teeth, and grimaced at Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun seemed to see through the reason for his excitement and anger, the cold light in his eyes decreased slightly, softened a little, and he said, "You are very good, you care about your brother very much." I've heard that he's been in prison for months, and you risked his way out of him, and you're a good boy...... Don't worry, I didn't listen to this matter to expose his shortcomings, and laugh at him for being abandoned by his biological father and imprisoned in a secluded room......" Zhao Yun said this, his voice paused, and he became more and more low and hoarse, "I won't hurt you." Because, like you, I am the most caring and loving person in the world. ”

Cao Pi didn't know when he had stopped his hurried ** sound, and a pair of shining eyes swept on Zhao Yun's face, as if he wanted to peek out of his depressed expression.

Zhao Yun sensed his softening, and said in a difficult voice: "Cao Pi, you tell me how he was imprisoned, and after I finish listening, I will leave immediately." ”

Cao Pi raised his eyebrows, twisted his brows, panted, and puffed out his cheeks to look at him. The candlelight struck the man's charcoal-smeared face, and he saw only a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, which shone with a dull light, unexpectedly sincere and profound.

Cao Pi thought about it for a while, and finally nodded slightly.

Zhao Yun immediately let go of the hand that was clamping him.

Cao Pi clenched his little fists and began to recall the incident that he didn't even want to think about anymore.

"It was a narrow room no more than a few feet wide, and the doors and windows were nailed shut by wooden bars...... Zhi'er was afraid that her eldest brother would starve to death, so she smuggled dry cakes at night, but this was to no avail. I knelt down and begged for a few days, and finally won my father's mercy, and I no longer planned to starve my eldest brother to death......"

“…… I pretended to be indifferent in order to relax the guards, who thought that I was wise enough to protect myself and alienate myself from my eldest brother. I almost never visit my eldest brother, and I don't show up near Hezhai. In fact...... I often stood under the partition wall and heard the heart-rending roar of my eldest brother coming from the narrow room......"

Although Cao Pi is ruthless by nature, he is young after all, and when he talks about this, he has choked up. The little fist kept rubbing his eyes, but he stubbornly refused to cry, and his voice was intermittent and difficult to hear.

However, Zhao Yun clearly distinguished every word and sentence of his.

With Cao Pi's emotional description, he seemed to have stepped into that dark, closed, and dead room...... He seemed to see Qi Han squatting on the edge of the wall, leaning against the stone wall, looking up in despair...... A thin ray of light shone through the hole in the window, shining beside his thinning lover, but not into the shadow in which he was, nor on his increasingly gloomy heart......

For hundreds of days and nights, crying blood without hope, and repeating the torment day after day. He was like a trapped beast, far more miserable than a trapped beast that was about to die...... The beast that fell into the trap still knows its fate. But he will never know if he will go out on that day, and he will never know where the margin of such a day is...... He saw no hope of forgiveness and salvation.

How did he survive......

Zhao Yun buried his head, his whole body kept trembling, his breathing was messy, and a damp breath erupted from his nose. He closed his eyes and meditated, only to feel that his heart was like a wrench, and his head hurt like it was about to explode.

In that gloomy and cold dark and quiet cage, will Qi Han cry out again and again, calling his name? Will the tears he weep condense into ice? He lay on his stomach on the cold ground, in the brown and yellow soil, carving out a series of text patterns, will his slender and white fingers freeze stiff? Will his heart tremble all day long because of fear, anger, and hatred? He is upside down and faint day and night, falling ill again and again, being drugged, fainting and suffocating again and again, dying and struggling between life and death...... Could it be that he actually relied on his love and longing for himself to support himself - survive?

What kind of sentences did Qi Han write in the letter he wrote to himself, did he still never mention it, and the misery he endured for the forbearance he had done? His blood and tears must have been stained on the letterhead?

The shadow under his jaw, the looming scar, festered every day in those painful days, he must have been in pain, right?

He sat in the hut in the forest of Qiancui Lake, lying on the sickbed, leaning in front of the window, and depicting himself one by one with the only remaining persistence and beauty in his heart...... He must have had an incomparably deep love and wanted to rush to Hebei to find himself as soon as possible, right? Those silent nights, when the cold wind blew through the window, would he freeze and cough under the dim oil lamp? Will the shadows of the swaying trees disturb his sleep? When he paints, will he have a long-lost smile on his lips, sad and full of hope?

However, everything was shattered.

It's like a bubble dream that can't be found or touched, and pieces are broken.

When he was in the forest, he saw himself who shouted at him in order to protect others, when he faced the silver spear of the cold light, and heard Kong Lian's vicious words, what kind of mood should he have......

Did he feel downright despair and coldness, and would never love him again, completely disappointed?

That's why he walked up the nameless cliff step by step, left everything behind, and gave up