Du Zhenghai sat on a pile of grass in a cell in the prison.

He was unkempt, his clothes were torn, and his body was stained with blood; They wear chains on their hands and feet. He was reluctant to move, because the slightest movement would tear the torture wounds all over his body, and the pain would be piercing to the bone.

He stared out of the bars with empty eyes, looking demented, and the figures of the guards and jailers patrolling outside didn't seem to leave any image in his mind at all.

In his dead eyes, a ghostly light occasionally flashed, like a small flame that would drift away at any time, faintly revealing a strange look, making his sluggish expression look a little hideous and terrifying.

At this time, He Yuting entered his field of vision accompanied by Ying Chuanlin.

Standing arrogantly outside the iron window, Ying Chuanlin said with a condescending posture: "Du Zhenghai, the Hou Ye has come to see you." ”

Du Zhenghai snorted casually, raised his head and looked lazily at the roof, not even looking at the people outside.

Ying Chuanlin's thick eyebrows raised and said: "Bold, Du Zhenghai, Master Hou is here, you dare to be so rude!" ”

Du Zhenghai's long dark and narrow eyes were full of frost, and his tone was full of unbridled mockery, "Master Hou, it turned out to be Master Hou, I thought that what was standing in front of me was a well-dressed beast!" ”

Ying Chuanlin was furious: "Du Zhenghai, you are presumptuous, you dare to insult Master Hou like this, I think you are impatient!" ”

Du Zhenghai raised his chin lightly and sneered: "I'm a death row prisoner, and I don't have a few days to live, so what do I dare not say now!" Ying Chuanlin, what are you doing so vigorously, at best, you are just a watchdog wagging your tail and begging for mercy in the Hou Ye's Mansion! ”

Ying Chuanlin's expression was distorted, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Du Zhenghai, you ......"

He Yuting's face was a little gloomy, and he suddenly laughed slowly, "Martial Master Ying, why do you have to deal with a dying person?" As the saying goes, 'When a bird dies, its song mourns; People are dying, and their words are also good' - Du Zhenghai, your time in this world is running out, it's time to vent, otherwise you won't have a chance in the future, isn't it? Hahaha......"

Listening to He Yuting's smug laughter, the corners of Du Zhenghai's mouth opened a raging arc, and said in a very mean tone: "He Yuting, what are you proud of, what is my cheap life worthwhile, can you get back your lost son?" ——In the more than 20 years since I lost my son, the life of wanting to come to Hou Ye is also very painful and difficult, what is the pain of separation of flesh and blood?

"My grandfather, my father, my mother...... If you lose the lives of all the people in my Du family, will you be able to free yourself from the pain? In the end, won't your own son still refuse to recognize you? ”

He Yuting's eyes flashed, and a hint of surprise flashed, "What are you talking about, my own son—I don't understand what you're talking about?" ”

Du Zhenghai said coldly: "Your Lin'er who was taken away by my mother more than 20 years ago is not dead, don't you know?" ”

A thin layer of mist filled his eyebrows, and He Yuting muttered, "Of course I know that my son is not dead, but where is he now—do you know?" Tell me, where is he, where is he? ……”

Du Zhenghai glanced at him with ill intentions, and said unhurriedly: "Do you think I will tell you?" You ruined my family, but you want to reunite with your flesh and blood - He Yuting, don't dream! ……”

He Yuting's expression changed suddenly, and his originally calm face was like ashes at this time; His lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, and finally turned into a helpless wry smile.

Ying Chuanlin saw He Yuting's sad expression, so he said: "Master Hou, this kind of person is crazy and talks nonsense, don't take his words to heart." ”

He Yuting came to his senses and said in a deep voice: "Du Zhenghai, if you really know the truth of the matter, I hope you can tell me truthfully, maybe you can atone for your sins and avoid death." ”

Du Zhenghai pursed his lips and said, "Do you think I will believe your nonsense?" Do you think I'm going to beg you for mercy for my life? Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if I tell you the truth, don't expect your son to recognize you! ”

He Yuting was stunned: "Why?" ”

Du Zhenghai snorted, "Because you are despicable and vicious, you are the most failed father in the world......"

He Yuting said in a trembling voice: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame me for being unkind to you!" ”

The corners of Du Zhenghai's mouth hooked, and he said disapprerovingly: "You're welcome, for a dying person, does your threat still have any meaning?" ”

He Yuting's nose fluttered, and he said coldly: "Don't worry, I will fulfill your wishes - what other last words do you have to explain before you die?" ”

Du Zhenghai's eyes instantly turned cold; He silently looked at the cold iron window in front of him, and said hatefully: "I, Du Zhenghai, will die if I die, the only regret is that I can't kill you dog thief with my own hands in my lifetime, and avenge my parents who died of death."

"But if you have the surname He, you don't have to be too proud, 'people don't repay the heavens', one day you will die worse than me!"

He Yuting raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a cruel smile: "If the curse can curse people to death, then how can He still live so well today?" Du Zhenghai, I'll start waiting now, waiting for the day you say! He laughed and walked away.

Du Zhenghai looked at He Yuting's distant back, and couldn't help but let out a low roar in his hoarse voice, and the roar was furious; The clenched fists were even more bruised, and a chill instantly froze the entire cell.

He suddenly felt a burst of sadness, leaned down in frustration, and said in despair: "Du Zhenghai, you haven't avenged your revenge, are you willing to die so unexplained?" ”……

Ling Yun was also worried about Du Zhenghai's affairs at this time.

The day after tomorrow is Du Zhenghai's death, as a friend who used to be kind-hearted, can he stand by and watch him die?

In front of Ge's grave that day, he didn't abandon him because of Du Zhenghai's cold words.

He and Du Zhenghai have been dating for so long, and they can be said to cherish each other and have a heart-to-heart relationship.

That day, Du Zhenghai said such indifferent and ruthless words to him in front of He Yuting and Ying Chuanlin, he was indeed very sad, but he could also understand the real purpose of Du Zhenghai's words.

He wanted to help him get out of this embarrassing situation from the bottom of his heart.

At that moment, he was actually very grateful to him in his heart.

And the injuries on his body have flares up again. Just imagine, with his own state at that time, under He Yuting's powerful military formation, he could not save Du Zhenghai by fighting hard to the death and fighting in vain.

What's more, he can't blatantly confront He Yuting openly, and completely stalemate with him, so that everything can't end.

It's just that how to save Du Zhenghai now? Ling Yun's frowning sword eyebrows twisted into a dead knot, and he paced up and down the hall in distraction.

Go to the prison tonight to rob the prison and save people! - He secretly made up his mind.

That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high.

Ling Yun changed into a black night robe, covered with a scarf, and put a long sword on his back, and concealed all the people in the Shangshu Mansion and the County Horse Mansion of the Criminal Department, including Lord Lu and the Lord of Huanyu, and quietly went out, tiptoed and sneaked straight to the heavenly prison.

He had been to the prison a few times before—all for official business; But this time...... Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart......

But it was said that Ling Yun, who was familiar with the road, flashed and moved, and shrewdly avoided the patrols of several patrolling guards around him, and finally came to the gate of the prison.

Lying on the roof of the prison, he held his breath and looked down, only to see a small leader below giving a lecture to his subordinates:

"Brethren, tonight it is our turn to be on duty. The prison is full of important prisoners, and the rumors are very tight these days, if anything goes wrong, we will not be able to eat and walk around. So remind everyone to be vigilant, pay extra attention, and don't let thieves take advantage of the loopholes! ”

The guards said yes again and again.

Ling Yun sneered, and with a style of "starry sky", he raised his hand, and several sleeve arrows flew out in a radial shape.

The score was exactly right, impartial, and hit the shoulder blades of the guards. The crowd fell down in response to the cry and lay on the ground.

Ling Yun jumped down lightly, walked in front of the leader, unlocked his acupoint, pressed his neck with a long sword, and asked in a deep voice, "Say, where is the key to the heavenly prison?" ”

The leader trembled, "In ...... ...... on the small belt"

"Where is Du Zheng Customs?"

"In cell five, please spare your life......"

Ling Yun didn't wait for him to finish, and closed his acupoint again; Then he untied the key from the boss and opened the prison door.

A cold and musty smell rushed straight to his nose, Ling Yun couldn't help frowning, he felt that the smell seemed a little weird.

At this time, he didn't have time to think about anything, his feet were flying fast, and he soon arrived at the door of cell No. 5.

By the flickering light of the fire, I saw a man sitting against the wall with his face facing in, dressed in prison clothes, with his hair scattered, and his head bowed.

Ling Yun said in a low voice: "Brother Du! Brother Du! ……” No response.

Ling Yun's heart sank, he took out the cell key, opened the iron lock on the cell door with three times and divided by two, pushed the door and walked in. walked up to Du Zhenghai, stretched out his hand and gently tugged him and said, "Brother Du, come with me!" ”

The other party suddenly raised his hand, "Baiyun is out of Xiu", the short blade in the sleeve popped out, and a cold light went straight to Ling Yun's chest!

Ling Yun was startled, and with a "pink butterfly flying", he turned his body smartly, and the short blade slid past against the edge of his clothes. Ling Yun took a few steps back and said in surprise: "You ......"

The man sneered, stood up, flashed off his prison clothes, took off his wig, and returned to his original appearance. This fake Du Zhenghai turned out to be Ying Chuanlin, the martial artist of the Hou Ye's Mansion!

Ying Chuanlin glanced Ling Yun up and down a few times, and his eyes were full of mockery: "Senior brother, I didn't expect that you would fall into the trap I designed today!" ”