Dark.

Not even the midday sun shines in this place.

The surroundings were damp like rain, and droplets of water were dripping down on people.

Originally, this place was uninhabitable.

Zhang Lin was firmly bound with iron chains, and the chains were about to penetrate into the flesh and skin, and the skin around the chains could be vaguely seen wrinkled.

His hands hung down weakly, and he did not fall down because of the chains, but he was hunched in disarray.

It felt like it was on the verge of death.

There was also an iron door that held him shut, he hadn't eaten for a long time, he was dizzy from hunger, and he couldn't even lift his head when he heard the door creak.

The man was wearing a pair of black boots, which were polished shiny.

He spoke broken Mandarin, with some anticipation and sarcasm in his words, "It doesn't taste good?"

There was a moment of silence before Zhang Lin struggled to spit out a word from his mouth.

"Roll"

A trace of blood climbed up his throat again, like thousands of ants rushing out, ordinary people couldn't help it, but Zhang Lin swallowed the blood back with a bite.

He hadn't spoken for too long, his dry throat made him a little hoarse, his fingertips moved slightly and pointed at the visitor, and he smiled very sarcastically, "Matsushita Kiyono, you guys have such a little ability"

Matsushita Kiyono frowned, he had imagined Zhang Lin's embarrassment when he hadn't entered here, and thought that he would even die directly below, but instead of dying, he still had the same temper.

I can sit in this position now, relying on the sophistication of the world, relying on lifting shoes and polishing the feet of others like a dog, and the person in front of me is arrogant, which is admirable.

He can't stand himself like this, and he can't stand Zhang Lin's lofty appearance.

"Since the three young people think that we are not polite and entertaining, then I don't have to be polite" After that, Matsushita Kiyono put on his white gloves again, walked to the corner and glanced at the red-hot charcoal fire, grabbed the soldering iron and roasted it back and forth on the charcoal fire as if he retaliated, and roasted it until the soldering iron was already red, and then turned to look at Zhang Lin.

Tear pull –

The smell of burnt flesh spread, and the soldering iron burned a black and rotten hole in the skin, and Matsushita Kiyono seemed to be still satisfied, and stuffed it in again.

Black blood flowed down the skin, and the flesh that was still white just now was immediately scorched again.

Zhang Lin first felt the pain, then lost consciousness and fainted.

Where does this look like a person? The clothes he was wearing had turned into a black lump, and the stench was so bad that even his wheat-yellow skin was covered with scars.

The high-spirited young man in the past is now not even a beggar.

Matsushita Kiyono took the soldering iron in his hand and continued to roast, "Sanshao just needs to open his mouth and say please, and I will stop immediately."

If he does it again, he may really not be able to live, and a normal person's body can't bear so much.

Zhang Lin's eyes had become double shadows at this moment, and several elongated and distorted ghosts suddenly appeared around him, making a weird laugh crookedly.

He heard a "Ah Lin" in the midst of this mixed laughter

I saw Zhishen shaking her white and tender hands and looking at him with a smile, as if flowers were about to bloom in his eyes.

"Know-it-all"

He tried to get closer, but he stopped, staring at his wound and retreating.

Zhishen didn't seem to notice it, and ran happily one step and two steps, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed when he saw Zhang Lin's injury.

Her tears were dripping widely, almost trembling against his wounds.

Matsushita Kiyono didn't know where he came from, holding a gun in his hand, and easily shot it at the top of Zhishen's head.

For a while, blood was splashed, and Zhishen still had undried tears on his face, and he fell down with his eyes wide open.

Matsushita Kiyono looked at Xu Jing on the ground with a sneer, and then looked at Zhang Lin with half-squinted eyes, showing a satisfied smile.

He hated, his eyes were red with hatred, but he was blinded by this iron

The chain is firmly bound, and it can't be freed.

As soon as the picture turned, he saw Zhang Wu in the pot again.

His clothes were stripped and he was thrown naked into a bubbling pot.

The wounds on his body gradually solidified, and the reddish flesh had turned grayish-white.

He didn't cry out in pain, but shouted, "Mincheng is still !!."

When he died, he was even thrown into a pit at will and eaten by wild dogs.

"Get out!"

A roar shook out, shaking Matsushita Kiyono in fright, and suddenly remembered that Zhang Lin was bound by iron chains before he was relieved to whistle.

Zhang Lin's eyes seemed to be soaked in blood, his body shook violently, and the wooden planks around him creaked.

When the Nian Chenghe arrived in Mincheng, they were shocked by the scene in front of them and couldn't take their eyes off.

The day can be more frightening than the darkness.

Mincheng under the sun, there are mountains of corpses, blood flows for a long time, and the smoke of gunpowder continues.

And the flag on the tall building has long been tattered, like a rag fluttering in the wind.

The people in the Nian Chenghe and Lin Muchuan belts are all elite soldiers, coupled with the surging momentum, they are always more powerful than those soldiers who are physically and mentally exhausted.

They found Furukawa in the middle of a ruin, and when they found him, he hung on his breath, leaning against a wall with his eyes closed.

Nian Chenghe wiped a handful of tears and carried Guhe to himself, trotting all the way to the doctor.

"Cousin, don't be afraid, you'll be fine right away."

Furukawa glanced at him, closed his eyes again and didn't say much.

He had been in this ruin for a few days, and he had long since lost the strength to speak, and he did not want to speak.

He's a rat in the tunnels, the darkest corner of the stinking gutter.

He can't protect Min Cheng, not even the woman he likes.

The explosion that day seemed to be in his ears, and his internal organs were hurting.

He was a deserter, the most useless man.

They fought for several days in a row, looking for people for a long time, but they didn't find Zhang Lin in Xu Jing's mouth.

Nian Chenghe even wondered if he would be dead.

Until one day in the woods, when a brother went to the toilet and found a "corpse"

Lying on the ground cold, his face was pale and lifeless, if he didn't have a little gas, he would really be buried.

When he was sent to the doctor, the doctor frowned rarely, this was the first time he frowned except for Furukawa.

There were wounds all over his body, none of them were good, and there was a charred rotten hole in his stomach.

The doctor said that he didn't know if he could live, and that everything depended on creation.

Fortunately, after a day and a night of rescue, a life was finally saved, and it was at this time that Furukawa finally spoke, and he stared at that face and slowly spit out a sentence.

"You kid really didn't die."

Nian Chenghe asked who it was, and Furukawa spit out two words.

"Zhang Lin"

Nian Chenghe had to be in awe, and completely admired the man in front of him, he could still survive if he was injured like this, what a man.

While speaking, Zhang Lin had already opened his eyes, looking at the white shiny ceiling, Zhang Lin was stunned, and then looked sideways at Nian Chenghe on the side, and was stunned again.

Where is he?

"You're awake?!" Nian Chenghe hurriedly turned around and poured a glass of water for him, the water temperature was lukewarm, just right.

For a person who hasn't drunk water for several days, this glass of water is really a drop in the bucket, and after Gollum poured it in, Zhang Lin drank four or five glasses in a row before it eased down slightly.

The dry throat finally got some improvement.

"Are you?"

Furukawa took the lead and said, "Cousin, Nian Chenghe, your life-saving benefactor"

Nian Chenghe looked flattered, clasped his head and waved his hand with a smile, "No, no, it's a matter of effort, besides, it's the doctor who saved you, not me."

After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Lin raised his good-looking eyes and said "thank you" with sincerity

According to him, Matsushita Kiyono left after knowing that the rescuers were coming, leaving a group of people to continue fighting in Minseong.

That is, he was released the next day, and he was very familiar with the person who released him, but he couldn't see his face clearly and didn't know who it was.

He walked out with all his might, fell to the ground and fainted completely.

But fortunately, now Mincheng has finally been defended, and it is a safe Mincheng.

Nian Chenghe also thought of the purpose of his trip, and immediately regretted it after repeating it one by one.

Zhang Lin was like a frightened lion, he lifted the quilt and was about to rush forward with his shoes on, but he was pulled back by three people before he moved.

He really couldn't imagine that this man was lying on the ground not long ago, and he almost died.

When Furukawa smoked and exhaled, he was like a cow, and his breath burst out of his nostrils, and two smokes slowly rose.

"What are you going to do now? To be cannon fodder? It's better to wait until your injuries heal."

Guhe actually heard something about it, and he knew that Xu Jing suddenly married Mu Xiuyan.

He suspected something strange at the beginning, and finally understood it when he heard Nian Chenghe's description.

This Xu Jing is also a real man, and her own life is not her life.

On the other hand, looking at his cousin, Furukawa sighed lightly and stopped talking.

"Three days, I'll leave in three days."

After everyone's attack, they finally agreed to leave in four days, and everyone went to Mincheng together.

Xu Jing began to feel that something was wrong.

She'd noticed a problem since the last time she secretly threw the pill away.

She would always dream or suddenly some strange images would rush into her mind.

The picture is not clear, but it feels like it can't fool people.

She made up her mind to ask Bai Yanling.

Bai Yanling was not surprised to see her, she sat in the courtyard and read a book by herself, not even giving a stool.

"What are you doing here?"

"Come and see you"

Bai Yanling sneered unabashedly, and a coolness emanated, "If you have something to say, what are you doing around the bush?"

This attitude is even a little unaccustomed to Sheng'er, she has served Xu Jing for a period of time, and she is naturally loyal to Xu Jing, someone dares to talk to her young grandmother like this, and her mouth involuntarily floats out.

"You are really powerful, a guest is like a host, for Mu Shao's sake, we will call you Miss Bai at most, if you leave this courtyard, you will be better than our life at most."

Bai Yanling closed the book, and stared at Sheng'er with a pair of eyes, which made people's hearts furious.

"Since I am a guest invited by Young Master Mu, why do you want to pour me a cup of tea, what? Are you dissatisfied with me?"