Updated: 2013-11-24

Such a complex complex is definitely not a person like Sanlaizi who is only good at harming people, but he can't eliminate emotional fear, can be controlled in an instant, so when he went through this, he almost wanted to collapse, but he had to face the next reality - that is, they are likely to be unlucky. Moreover, this bad luck is not ordinary bad luck, just because the person they offended this time is not an ordinary person!

And the unfortunate result is either that his life is gone, or that he is once again imprisoned.

Samyoriko is a person who has spent a long time in prison. If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have gotten the thing about this secret passage. However, it was also at that time that he had an indescribable fear of the prison with the thick iron gates.

Although, after that, Sanlaizi came out desperately. But there was a dark, terrible, long-lost mold, and the moaning that was close to death. And the sound of whips and shackles, which used to be the nightmare before Sanlaizi.

If the assassin can only kill one person, and the battlefield is the burial ground of the soldiers, then the prison is the closest place to death, not heroic, not terrifying, but silent. Sanlaizi watched with his own eyes that those dead people were covered with a broken mat by the jailers who were accustomed to seeing death, and then, dragged upside down, and threw the place called the mass grave. Every time, as long as he thinks of this, Sanlaizi will tremble all over, and when he is afraid of prison, he also has an even greater fear of those deaths.

It is not surprising to say that prison is a nightmare for Sanlaizi.

Just because Sanraiko had been in it for quite a long time, because he had witnessed too many deaths. He was even more afraid, for fear that he would fall into it again if he was not careful. And if you fall into it, you will end up with the same fate as that old man.

And in front of him, is it that as soon as this Yan Lingyu appears, or as soon as the young master in front of him speaks, he is about to enter the dark space where he eats people and does not spit out bones?

However, the bald man in front of him who didn't care, as well as Duan Yu with cold eyes, and His Royal Highness the Third Prince who came from afar, who is his nemesis and who is the person he wants to protect?

I have to say that Sanlaizi is really not sure about this.

Now, Sanlaizi's heart is still turning sharply, but no matter how he turns, he can't turn it around. That look, in the iron gray before dawn, looked even more decadent. He could only cry and mourn, thinking in his heart about the end after this moment. And what about the bald? It doesn't matter. His eyes looked fixedly ahead, looking at his appearance, as if he wanted to see how this legendary majestic and handsome Third Prince of Heaven was born.

Thinking like this, the bald man even disappeared from the last trace of fear that was inexplicably born in his heart, and only looked at a certain place in front of him quietly like Duan Yu, looking at the people who were galloping over.

San Laizi looked at Duan Yu with a look of fear, he looked at the bald man who was faintly excited, and remembered Fang Cai's suggestion, which was useless, and his heart was even more like a cat scratching, almost crazy.

You don't know, the current Sanlaizi has an urge to knock the bald man unconscious, and after a while, if he has any words to collide with the other party, then, the two of them are really going to be completely unlucky.

Duan Yu was silent, and Sanlaizi and Bald didn't dare to be silent.

These two people accompanied Duan Yu to stand in the darkness before dawn, letting the most terrifying coldness invade their bodies again and again that night. When he was different from Duan Yu, with a melancholy heart, he waited for the ending that he didn't know.

The cold before dawn can freeze people's blood alive.

Cold.

It's cold.

It's not the shivering cold, but the irresistible cold that goes deep into the bone marrow.

The cold, like the waters of the still waves, froze its territory inch by inch as it spread.

Gradually, their fingers could not move.

Gradually, their bodies have completely devoid of heat.

Gradually, their abdominal cavity began to chill, cold without a trace of temperature.

Gradually, their breathing became harder.

Yan Lingyu's steps were fast and urgent. He was galloping in the darkness before dawn, his clothes were full of wind, and the cold around him could not pose a threat to him, and even, in his clothes, there was a sweat in his hurry, which was quickly escaping his body, giving him a feeling of irritability that was drenched in pleasure and had something in his heart.

Duan Yu watched Yan Lingyu gallop over.

What made Duan Yu strange was that he didn't even ride a horse or a carriage, but just like anyone behind him, just like that, galloping in the field before dawn.

Duan Yu looked at Yan Lingyu quietly, first a vague outline, a slightly familiar voice, then the urgency of the clothes, and not long after, a big figure of Yan Lingyu instantly appeared in front of Duan Yu. Then, at a glance, he saw this person who had disappeared for a night and a half a day.

Duan Yu stood in front of the gray dawn, dressed in the color of frost, looking like that, he was almost frozen.

"Duan Yu, how are you?"

Yan Lingyu's eyes were full of anxiety, remorse, panic, and self-blame. As soon as his hand touched Duan Yu's shoulder, his heart rang with a "Geden", and then, his person rushed forward, hugged Duan Yu's small body, put it horizontally in his arms, and said loudly: "Duan Yu, how are you?" ”

As soon as Yan Lingyu spoke, a mouth full of mist filled his mouth. His ethereal voice made it even more farther away.

However, Duan Yu did not speak out.

After a night of cold, Duan Yu's whole person was frozen a little stiff, and his fingers became hard. At this time, when he saw Yan Lingyu, he originally wanted to speak, but slowly, his hands and feet couldn't be lifted, and he felt that his breathing was a little slow. In fact, he also wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the cold air in his lungs felt soaked into his lungs, as if he could no longer make a sound.

Entering Yan Lingyu's arms, Duan Yu had a trace of warmth. He was in Yan Lingyu's arms, leaning obediently for a moment, feeling that his body was a little angry, and then he barely pulled up a weak smile and called softly: "Yan Lingyu!" ”

Yan Lingyu's eyes flashed, and he warned softly: "Don't speak!" ”

Lowering his head, Yan Lingyu infused the true qi in his body into Duan Yu's body, so that Duan Yu's body slowly warmed up.

When Duan Yu came out, he didn't wear a big coat, just an ordinary cotton coat, after a night and a half of cold, hunger, and running, Duan Yu, who was not in good health, was really sick again this time.

Yan Lingyu lowered his beautiful eyes. There is unspeakable regret and hatred in my heart! Not to Duan Qingming, not to anyone, but to the little child in front of him.

Yan Lingyu had some agreements with Duan Yu before, and Duan Yu also made some constructive suggestions to Yan Lingyu on arming and weapons. And these suggestions were adopted by Yan Lingyu one by one, and they were specially reported to the emperor, preparing to give Duan Yu the next appearance, which played a positive role in promoting.

Therefore, in addition to Duan Qingming's position in Yan Lingyu's heart, this Duan Yu also gradually occupied a certain position in Yan Lingyu's heart.

The relationship between people is very delicate. The subtlety is that when a person intrudes into your life, you first reject, change your views, and finally slowly accept and are inseparable. None of this is wrong, but what is wrong? But when that person, after approaching your life, you can no longer leave, you will suddenly find that the rejection at the beginning has become a small episode of a smile.

Now, Yan Lingyu's thoughts about Duan Yu are like this, which is why he had such complicated feelings when he saw that Duan Yu was about to freeze to death.