Chapter 61 The Cold World 2

Qiao Yun, who was detained by five or six people, had severe pain all over his body. At this time, he was exhausted and tried his best to resist, but he was powerless.

His blood-red eyes looked at the old man who had made friends with his father in the past. Qiao Yun seemed to exert his last strength and laughed; "The world is cold, it's really cold... When my father was the king of Zhennan, you flattered him in every way, but now he is ungrateful. I, Qiao Yun, will never trust anyone..."

The corners of his eyes hesitated fiercely for two times. Ye Nanxi didn't say anything more. He sighed leisurely and left here.

.......

In the dark prison, Qiao Yun sat cross-legged on the ground, his shoulders were chained through the pipa bone, and his feet were chained to death, so that he could not break the chain at all. With the creak of the iron door opening outside the door, Qiao Yun slowly opened his eyes, and the eyes of the space seemed to have lost their vitality, as if they were sad; "When I got to the end, everything was gone. Father, the child's unfiliality can't avenge you. Ziyan, blame me for Qiao Yun's incompetence and inability to protect you. Yadi will never say goodbye. I forgive my little brother for not being able to fulfill the promise he made to you. Brother Feng, the monkey and the hard stone brothers also say goodbye..."

The opening of the iron door seemed to indicate that his life was coming to an end, and Qiao Yun couldn't help but think of the familiar faces.

Walking in the front is Ye Nanxi, followed by a graceful beautiful girl, who is suddenly Princess Chu Xiangyu. The unruly and wayward girl in the past is now a sad look. Her beautiful eyes are a little bloody, her eyes are red and swollen, and she looks extremely pitiful.

He glanced slightly at Ye Nanxi and finally fell on the delicate Chu Xiangyu. His dirty face squeezed out a self-deprecating smile. Qiao Yun smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to come to see my joke. Are you satisfied now? My Qiao family has fallen to this point, and your father is also half responsible. Even if I, Qiao Yun, will not let him go.

"Qiao Yun, don't get me wrong. The princess came here quietly to escape from the palace to see you. Ye Nanxi quickly explained.

"Is it a special trip to see my joke? I don't need anyone to pity me..." Qiao Yun was not grateful for the beautiful girl in front of him, but also raised his hatred.

"You... Alas, the nature is too extreme." Ye Nanxi shook his head and sighed, "In the past, your father and I were good friends of our colleagues. If we hadn't stopped it in time last night, I'm afraid you would have died at the hands of Su Lang. The reason why I wear your pipa bones and shackles just want to bet on Wang Tian's mouth. I also know that it will make you hate me, but I don't blame you. But today I brought the princess to see you, but you said such words..."

"Uncle Ye, you don't have to explain it for me. I know that because of Uncle Qiao, Qiao Yun can't wait to kill me to relieve his hatred. Speaking of this, tears appeared in his beautiful eyes, looked at Qiao Yun affectionately and said, "Even if he hates me, I will come to see him, because he is the only person I like..."

Looking at this poor beautiful girl with blood-red eyes, Qiao Yun didn't say anything more.

"Uncle Ye, please open the prison door. I want to stay alone with him." Chu Xiangyu said slowly.

"Well, princess, you should also be careful." In the face of Chu Xiangyu's request, the helpless Ye Nanxi had to open the prison door. Then, he looked at Qiao Yun and her and had to step out of the prison.

Walking slowly into the cell, the crystal tears slid down from his face like white and flawless gems. Chu Xiangyu squatted down his delicate body, and his white jade hands stroked the dirty face tremblingly. When he looked at the shocking wound on his body, Chu Xiangyu clenched his lips, and his blood faintly asked in a low voice. ; "Does it still hurt?"

In the face of the enemy's daughter, when he saw her sad appearance, Qiao Yun was ruthless and did not say a word.

When looking at Qiao Yun silently, Chu Xiangyu's nose was sore, his head was lowered, and his lips pressed against Qiao Yun's dry lips. His white and handsome face floated with a bitter smile and said, "Thank you for your kiss... In your eyes, I'm just a unruly and capricious woman, but this time, I will let you change your opinion on me. It's not that if you like someone, you have to silently dedicate yourself to him. I don't need your reward, but you have to promise me to live well. Decades later, I still remember that an unruly and wayward woman was waiting for you until the laurel withered, and I was satisfied.

The corners of his eyes twitched fiercely, and Qiao Yun couldn't help looking at this melancholy beautiful girl. The unruly and wayward personality of the past was completely covered.

"Do you still remember what I said to you when I was a child?" Chu Xiangyu smiled faintly and said slowly, "I remember when I was a child, I told you once; when I grow up, I must be the most beautiful bride... At that time, you and I were still ignorant children, so you readily agreed. Since then, my heart has been full of you..."

"I also try to warn myself to be your most beautiful bride anyway."

The words deposited in my heart over the years have also been said, and two lines of tears fell down, and two tears can be faintly seen on the white cheeks. Qiao Yun, who was frustrated, didn't know what to say to her. He looked at her intentionally or unintentionally and saw her back to herself, her delicate body trembled slightly, and there was a faint sound of sobbing, as if she was crying.

After a while, Chu Xiangyu turned around, took out a key from his belt, and forced a smile, "I'm letting you out now. As long as you take me as a hostage, they dare not do anything to you."

Qiao Yun did not refuse, because he wanted to live well to avenge his father, and the responsibility of revitalizing the Qiao family fell on him.

Untie the chain, Chu Xiangyu helped Qiao Yun up, and a faint fragrance came to his nose.

When he walked to the door of the prison, Chu Xiangyu took a look at him. A knife shining with cold light appeared in his white jade hand and said slowly, "Come on, I won't blame you."

After hesitating for a moment, Qiao Yun took the knife and put his left hand under her neck. The knife in his right hand rested on his smooth neck, faintly bleeding.

The eyebrows were light, and the handsome face floated with an unconcealed painful look. Qiao Yun looked sideways at Chu Xiangyu's face, and his heart was also very complicated.