Chapter 349 Frozen Duan Yu

Such a complex complex is definitely not a person like San Laizi, who is only good at harming people, but can't eliminate emotional fear, which can be controlled in an instant. Therefore, when he has gone through this and almost wants to collapse, he has 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 ordinary people!

And this unfortunate result is either that his life is gone or he falls into prison again.

San Laizi is a person who has been in prison for a long time. If not, he wouldn't have got this secret thing. However, it was also the first time that he had an indescribable fear of the prison of the thick iron gate.

Although, after that, San Laizi came out desperately. However, the darkness and horror in it, the gloomy mold that has not been seen for many years, and the groans that are close to death. And the sound of the whip and shackles was once a nightmare before San Laizi.

If the assassin can only kill one person, and the battlefield is the buried ground of soldiers, then prison is the closest place to death, not magnificent, not shocking, but silent. San Laizi saw with his own eyes that the dead were covered by those jailers who were used to death with a broken mat, and then dragged upside down and threw away the place called mass grave. Every time, as long as he thinks of this, San Laizi will tremble all over, and when he is afraid of prison, he will also have greater fear of those deaths.

It is not surprising to say that prison is San Laizi's nightmare.

Because San Laizi has been in it for quite a long time, because he has witnessed too many deaths. He was even more afraid that he would fall in again if he was so careless. And if you fall in, you will end up with the same as the old man.

And in front of him, is it that as soon as Yan Lingyu appears, or as soon as the young man in front of him opens his mouth, he will enter the dark space that eats people without spitting bones?

However, who is the bald man with a careless face, Duan Yu with cold eyes, and the distant third prince, who is his nemesis and who is the person he wants to protect?

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

Now, San Laizi's heart is still turning in a hurry, but no matter how he turns, he can't turn it out. That look was even more decadent in the iron gray before dawn. He could only cry and think about the end of this moment later. And what about the bald? Then the face doesn't matter. He looked fixedly at the front and looked at him, as if to see how the legendary third prince, who was as powerful and handsome as heaven, was born.

Thinking like this, the bald man even disappeared the last trace of fear born in his heart inexplicably. Just like Duan Yu, he quietly looked at somewhere in front of him and the people who were rushing.

San Laizi looked at Duan Yu with a frightened face. He looked at the faintly excited bald man and remembered the point just now. It was useless, and his heart was more like a cat scratching, almost crazy.

You don't know that the current San Laizi has an impulse to knock out the bald man, which saves him some words to hit each other. Then, the two of them are really going to be completely unlucky.

Duan Yu didn't say anything, and San Laizi and the bald man didn't dare to say anything.

Both of them stood in the darkness before dawn with Duan Yu, while the most terrible coldness invaded their bodies again and again that night. When he was different from Duan Yu, he was waiting for an unknown outcome with a worried heart.

The cold before dawn can freeze people's blood.

Cold.

It's very cold.

is not the kind of chill that trembles all over, but an irresistible cold that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Those cold waters, like the water of quiet waves, froze its territory inch by inch while spreading.

Gradually, their fingers couldn't move.

Gradually, their bodies are no longer hot at all.

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

Gradually, their breathing became difficult.

Yan Lingyu's footsteps are very fast and urgent. He galloped in the darkness before dawn, his clothes were full of wind, and the cold around him did not pose a threat to him. Even in his clothes, there was a rush of sweat, which was quickly escaping out of his body, giving him a refreshing and dripping feeling of depression.

Duan Yu watched Yan Lingyu galloping in.

To Duan Yu's surprise, he did not ride a horse or take a carriage, but was like anyone behind him, such a person galloping in the field before dawn.

Duan Yu looked at Yan Lingyu quietly. First, there was a vague outline, a slightly familiar voice, and then the urgency of clothes. Not long after, a big figure of Yan Lingyu appeared in front of Duan Yu in an instant. Then, he saw the person who disappeared for half a night at a glance.

Duan Yu stood before the gray dawn, covered in the color of frost. Looking at it, he was almost frozen.

"Duan Yu, how are you?"

Yan Lingyu's eyes were full of anxiety, regret, panic, and self-reproach. His hand put on Duan Yu's warm shoulder and rang "Geden" in his heart. Then, his man rushed forward, hugged Duan Yu's small body, put it in his arms, and said loudly, "Duan Yu, how are you?"

As soon as Yan Lingyu spoke, his mouth was full of fog, which filled his mouth. His erraic voice became more distant.

However, Duan Yu did not make a sound.

After a night of cold, Duan Yu's whole body was a little stiff and his fingers became stiff. At this time, he saw Yan Lingyu, who originally wanted to speak, but slowly, his hands and feet could not lift, 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 immersed in his lungs, as if he could no longer make a sound.

In Yan Lingyu's arms, Duan Yu had a trace of warmth. He leaned obediently in Yan Lingyu's arms for a moment and felt a little angry. Then he barely pulled up a weak smile and whispered, "Yan Lingyu!"

Yan Lingyu's eyes flashed and warned softly, "Don't talk!"

Lowering his head, Yan Lingyu injected the true qi in his body into Duan Yu's body, making Duan Yu's body slowly warm.

When Duan Yu came out, he did not wear a cloak, but an ordinary cotton-padded coat. After a night of cold, hunger and running around, Duan Yu was not in good health. This time, he was really seriously ill again.

Yan Lingyu lowered his beautiful eyes. Indescribable 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 before, and Duan Yu also made some constructive suggestions on Yan Lingyu's deployment and weapons. These suggestions were adopted by Yan Lingyu one by one and reported them to the emperor in a special way, preparing to promote Duan Yu's next career.

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 subtle. Subtlely, when a person breaks into your life, you first reject it, change your mind, and finally slowly accept it, and it is difficult to part. None of this is wrong, but what about it? But when that person approaches your life and you can no longer leave, you will suddenly find that the rejection at the beginning has become a small episode of a smile.

Now, that's what Yan Lingyu thinks about Duan Yu, which is why he has that complicated feeling when he sees that Duan Yu is about to freeze to death.