Some people don't despair easily because there is something in their character called unyielding, and they will never give up easily, because they know that the word hope will never come by itself.

Sometimes hope needs to be earned on your own.

Xiong Yu hasn't given up yet, he still has too many things to let go, so he must not fall into the hands of Bu Ying.

Xiong Yu looked at Ma Ping and smiled, "I know why you didn't give me my sword." ”

Ma Ping also smiled and said, "What do you think is the reason?"

Xiong Yu smiled disdainfully: "Because you're afraid." ”

Ma Ping laughed and said, "It's useless, no matter what you say, I won't be fooled." ”

At this moment, Zhang Zhi's voice suddenly came, "Old Ma, what are you doing there, come and drink." ”

Ma Ping muttered and turned around and left, but after a while, Ma Ping came back, and Ma Ping was still holding Xiong Yu's sword, the light blue sword.

Ma Ping raised his sword and said, "Now I will give you your sword, if you can use this sword to escape, you will be considered capable." ”

Ma Ping laughed and threw the Lancang sword into the cage with a casual throw, and then Ma Ping burped and said, "Now that the sword is in front of you, why don't you try to cut the prison door with the sword." ”

Xiong Yu slowly picked up the Lancang sword and then inserted the sword back into his waist, Ma Ping shook his head and joked: "The sword is already in your hand." But what can you do?"

After that, Ma Ping turned around and left, this time Ma Ping did not come back, only the laughter of Ma Ping and Zhang Zhi came from the dungeon.

Xiong Yu not only can't laugh now, but his current appearance is like eating a large piece of yellow lotus, Xiong Yu slowly sat down and looked at Xia Yun and said, "I ・・・・・・"

Xia Yun interrupted Xiong Yu without waiting for him to finish, "You don't have to say more, now I want you to listen to me." ”

Xiong Yu was listening, Xia Yun smiled brightly at Xiong Yu and slowly unbuttoned her clothes, Xiong Yu only saw white skin and what a mature woman should have, this is a perfect ketone body, this is a ketone body that can make men crazy about it.

Xia Yun said softly: "I, I will give myself to you." ”

Xiong Yu's eyes did not change in the slightest, because there was not the slightest distraction in his heart, and Xiong Yu sat motionless on the ground.

Xia Yun slowly hugged Xiong Yu's neck and said, "I know that tomorrow is our death date, and tomorrow we will be sent to the capital, and it is likely that this will be our last side." ”

Xiong Yu was listening, and Xia Yun continued: "My wish before I die is to give myself to you, to give it to you completely, I want to be your woman, and I will always be your woman." ”

Xiong Yu's throat was a little dry, because his hand accidentally touched a soft thing, Xia Yun's face was slightly red, Xia Yun looked very cute at the moment, her smile was so innocent, although her movements were explicit, but she was by no means a woman, a woman can say what she wants to do and say the most on the day she is dying, this is undoubtedly a brave woman.

Brave women are all women who dare to love and hate, Xia Yun's love is like a giant Lang, this giant Lang makes Xiong Yu unable to dodge.

Xiong Yu suddenly reached out and touched Xia Yun's head and said, "You have always been a very special woman. ”

There was no follow-up, no answer, because Xia Yun's lips had already been printed on Xiong Yu's lips, and there was no need to say anything between them, because they both knew what the other party wanted to say, and they understood each other as if they knew themselves.

They have the most beautiful sparks in the dirtiest, at the moment they only have each other in their eyes, and at this moment they only have each other in their hearts, they will give themselves to each other without hesitation, no matter when and where they will create joy and happiness for each other.

This is love, this is the charm of love, this kind of feeling is more practical than anything, and the impact of this feeling is indescribable.

When you get true love, you will find the beauty in it, and only those who really feel love will be able to appreciate the beauty that only belongs to each other.

Xia Yun's soft snort, Xiong Yu's gasp, these two voices were mixed together at this moment, this was the most primitive sound between men and women.

Filthy dungeons, sweet love stories, it doesn't seem to be a good match, but now something like this is happening right in front of your eyes.

If you see this scene with your own eyes, you will never have any distractions, because true love does not contain any impurities, they will only make you feel beautiful and moved, a kind of firmness that can give everything for the other person at any time and place, and a kind of emotion that can arouse the innocence in your heart.

It was late at night, and only Ma Ping and Zhang Zhi's snoring could be heard in the dungeon, Xia Yun was lying on Xiong Yu's arm, there was a smile on her face, an innocent and happy smile like a child, and she had no regrets at this moment.

She suddenly said something that surprised Xiong Yu, "Kill me." ”

The smile on her face and these words really made Xiong Yu a little relieved, and Xiong Yu's throat moved: "You are still thinking about this matter." ”

Xia Yun curled up her body in Xiong Yu's arms and said, "I said that even if I die, I will die in your hands." ”

Xiong Yu's face changed and said, "What about me?"

Xia Yun was suddenly silent, she was asking herself, if Xiong Yu asked such a question, would I have done it?

The answer must be no, because no one can do such a cruel thing to a loved one, so the question suddenly becomes meaningless.

The snoring is like thunder, it seems that Ma Ping and Zhang Zhi have slept very soundly, wine tends to numb people's nerves and make you aware of many things, so sometimes wine is not a good thing.

Drunken misadventures happen every day, and everyone thinks that such stories can only happen to others, but they never think that one day such things will happen to themselves.

People who drink alcohol will feel that they drink a lot, and when you drink alone, you tend to do what you can, but when there are several people, the situation is completely different, and the word not to be left behind is vividly interpreted here.

If you drink one cup, I will drink two cups, if you drink two cups, I will drink a pot, and if you drink a pot, I will drink a jar.

Some people will ask why? The answer is simple, no.

Ma Ping and Zhang Zhi fell into such a cycle, they were competing all the time, of course, drinking was no exception, so when Ma Ping drank a glass of wine, Zhang Zhi immediately followed, not only keeping up, but also drinking one more glass.

Ma Ping naturally knew Zhang Zhi's thoughts in his heart, so the two began a silent contest, cup after cup, and the two of them competed endlessly.

The result of the contest is also very simple and direct, that is, they are all drunk, no matter who drinks too much, they will get drunk, and this truth is also vividly shown in them.

So when Xiong Yu stabbed the prison door with his sword, the two of them didn't notice it, Xiong Yu made a loud noise, but the two of them snored louder than Xiong Yu.

Fine beads of sweat had oozed from Xiong Yu's forehead, not because he was tired, but because he was in a hurry.

The sword blade stabbed on the steel pillar only made a clanging sound, and there was no other change, the steel pillar was still a steel pillar, and the sword blade was still a sword blade.

It didn't seem practical to break the door with a sword, but Xiong Yu was still trying, because there was no better way for him to do it.

Time is slowly passing, but Xiong Yu is at a loss here, he keeps trying, keeps failing, the prison door is like an impregnable fortress, and Xiong Yu is like a floating that wants to shake the tree with a mayfly.

Xiong Yu suddenly had the idea of giving up, and he felt as if he was doing something very ridiculous.

Some thoughts are scary because they can make you lose your fighting spirit once they appear, and negative thoughts often ruin a person.

Xiong Yu turned around and wanted to put down the sword in his hand, but the moment he turned around, he saw Xia Yun, Xia Yun's eyes were full of hope, which was a look full of beautiful longing for the future.

Xiong Yu's hand clenched the hilt of the sword, and the thought of giving up disappeared immediately, he understood one thing, Xia Yun was behind him, what if he gave up Xia Yun?

Xiong Yu didn't want to see Xia Yun's disappointed and helpless eyes, what a man was most afraid of seeing was a woman's disappointment and helplessness.

Love will make a person change, many people will change for the people they love, this is the power of love, love itself carries power, love will make a person stronger, because once a person has love, he is no longer a person.

Love represents responsibility, you have to protect the people you love, you have to shelter the people you love, this is not only a responsibility, but also a responsibility.

Xiong Yu looked at the sword in his hand, he used this sword to kill countless enemies, this sword had made him save the day in countless difficulties, this is not just a sword, this is his hope.

As long as a swordsman still has a sword in his hand, he should never give up, because as long as he has a sword in his hand, there is still hope.

I don't know why at this moment, Xiong Yu suddenly remembered Xiaoyaozi, and remembered Xiaoyaozi's words, "The highest level of swordsmanship is sword qi, when a sword practices sword qi, then this sword can be indestructible." ”

Sword qi, this is something that Xiong Yu has never touched, his sword is fast, but his sword has no sword qi, so his sword can't destroy the prison door in front of him.

Xiong Yu once asked Xiaoyaozi what sword qi was, and Xiaoyaozi smiled and said, "This is a feeling, you will have this feeling when you figure it out with your sword, this is a very wonderful feeling." ”

Xiong Yu asked again how to practice sword qi, Xiaoyaozi's eyes flashed with a strange look, he looked at Xiong Yu and smiled: "Desperate situation, when you have no way to retreat and block everything." ”

Xiong Yu continued to ask, "As long as this is the case, sword qi will appear?"

Xiaoyaozi shook his head and said: "It is very likely that a person will not be able to practice sword qi for fifty years, but some people can practice sword qi in only one year, the reason for this is very simple, that is, potential, a person's potential, everyone has potential, but not everyone can tap his potential to the maximum." ”

Xiong Yu didn't seem to understand, Xiaoyaozi patted Xiong Yu's shoulder with a smile and said, "One day you will understand, this thing sometimes depends not only on hard work, but also on luck." ”