Chapter 188

Gu Yuan choked for a moment, but the believers around him couldn't stand his leader being bumped like this anyway. The first two steps were to beat Zhao Changyuan, who had no ability to fight back“ Dare you say another word! "

Fortunately, Gu Yuan was not a fool. He stopped the atrocities of his men in time: "it's none of your business, go down." You can't use the upper fist until you deal with the lower three indiscriminates. The more you can't hold your breath against a hero, the more you will lose miserably. The most people can swallow is a breath, leaving a pool of blood, but they have to be weak all their life... He is a great leader of the family, so naturally he will not do such a bargain.

"Yes." Even if the congregation refused to obey, they did not dare to disobey the order of the leader and retreated one after another with an iron face.

When there were only Zhao Changyuan and Gu Yuan left in the dungeon, guru approached him again and said, "listen to your tone, it seems that you have a lot of opinions on our religion. Let's listen. "

Zhao Changyuan bowed his head again and replied in a low voice, "I have nothing to say. If I want to kill or scrape, I'll do whatever I want." From the day he left his hometown, he had made full psychological preparations. He was not afraid, whether it was a sea of swords and fire or a hell. His only pain is his guilt for his parents. His only fear was that he would never see his wife again.

Gu Yuan burst out laughing again: "don't you naively think that with what your father and you have done to our country, I will let you die?"

Zhao Changyuan's face buried in his hair showed a helpless wry smile“ Then whatever you like. " It's just that it hurts him. It hurts very much. It's just a death.

Gu Yuan brushed his lips and said again, "I forgot. You can choose to end it yourself. Isn't there such a method of self cutting off meridians in the mental method of this teaching? "

He raised his head and said firmly, "I am not greedy for life, but I will never end myself." He doesn't want to leave Gong Yueyue to live alone in the world. As long as he has one breath and a trace of strength, he will find a way to go back. Of course he won't end himself.

"Oh? Would you rather be tortured and die ugly? "

As soon as Gu Yuan got out of the dungeon, he met Lin Mobai waiting at the door.

Although Zhao Changyuan was caught by despicable means, Lin Mobai didn't want to see Zhao Changyuan executed in the depths of his heart. In terms of heart, regardless of position, this Central Plains man is simple, kind and affectionate. He has to protect his companions with his last breath in the desert... People's hearts are made of meat, and Lin Mobai's heart is not easy“ Master, what are you going to do? " He hesitated to ask, for fear that the other party would show his intention to kill.

Gu Yuan didn't notice the unnaturalness on his face. He just glanced at him and hurried past him“ Didn't he practice our internal mental skill? It comes in handy at the moment. "

Lin Mobai was stunned after him, and then immediately realized his intention: "what do you mean..."

"Go and prepare." Gu Yuan gave an order without looking back, and finally walked out of the bottom of the tower step by step against the moonlight“ Zhao Xiong, I will let you know that you can never take anything that is not yours. "

Lin Mo Bai breathed a sigh of relief. Anyway, the silly little white face seemed to have saved his life for the time being.

Time has become more and more meaningless for Zhao Changyuan. He realized that his chances of returning to the Central Plains alive were slim. More aware that he is likely to never see his wife and children again.

Originally close in front of us, it seems that we can reach out for happiness. His wife, his child and himself... Now they are broken at both ends of the world. At the moment, he can only hope that there are ghosts and gods in the world. In this way, their family will have the opportunity to reunite in another world.

He didn't know when his life would be exhausted. He just felt that his physical discomfort had faded away with the gradually blurred consciousness. What is hunger and what is thirst? And the iron rope around his wrist has worn his flesh and skin. So what? He can't feel it.

There are always people walking back and forth, either whispering outside the door, bringing meals, or checking his chains and vital signs.

He hung his head all the time, neither looking nor listening, nor making a sound. Let time climb over his back and suck away the thinner anger in his body.

"Saint!" The loud call of the guard outside the door woke Zhao Changyuan from his coma.

Then, a very charming and naive female voice came into his eardrum: "what's closed inside is the Central Plains man?"

"Exactly."

"Open the door. I'll go in and meet him." The saint's voice was unquestionable and seemed to have great confidence in her authority.

But the guard's answer let her face tear off half: "if you return to the saint, no one can enter without the order of the leader."

"Don't open the door, do you? Then I'll leave you to the desert for ten days and ten nights! "

The guard was surprised and knew that the Pearl of the leader always did what he said. No matter what the leader is, let's pass the saint in front of us first“ Yes, my subordinates, open the door for the saint. "

The prison door made a harsh sound, which made the saint's eyebrows frown together. After stepping into the door for a few steps, I saw Zhao Changyuan pestling under the window. Rao is that she has made full preparations in her heart, but she still opens her arms to him and is startled by the tall figure emanating from her head.

She finally calmed her fear, tilted her head and asked, "are you Zhao Changyuan?" Who rumored that this guy was eight points similar to the beautiful man in the picture hung in his mother's study? After she goes out today, she must cut off the man's tongue! She grew up looking at the portrait since she was a child. The jade tree faces the wind and the face is like a beautiful jade. How can it be a ghost like this!

Of course, Zhao Changyuan didn't pay attention to her. He didn't give her any response except for the long and short breath.

She walked forward carefully, stopped at a distance of only two or three steps away from him, swallowed her tense saliva, and gave a heartless command to his long hair: "look up and let me have a look." While talking, one hand touched the dagger at his waist. If he raised his head and showed a ferocious face, she might be scared to kill him immediately.

After waiting for a while, he still hung his head and ignored it. She gradually realized that her existence was ignored by the man in front of her

For any gold branch and jade leaf who is proud of being spoiled and unreasonable and does not want to face, the disregard of the opposite sex is tantamount to digging the ancestral grave and killing the whole family, which is generally intolerable. Fear was completely replaced by shame. She roughly stretched out her hand through his hair, pinched his chin, and violently broke his face to let him face himself.

The strength condensed in his hand because of anger unknowingly vanishes when he sees that beautiful and fragile face. His eyebrows, eyelashes, the arc of his nose Gong, the shape of his lips and the size ratio of his face can't be picky. If she is a beautiful man, she has seen a lot, but she has never seen a man look like this, but there is no femininity at all. It may be because he is tall and broad, or it may be because of the simple and stubborn heroism between his eyebrows, eyes and mouth. If we say the regret at the moment, it is his face, which is pale to almost transparent, and shows his warm and bleeding lips, bright red, magnificent and shocking.

She looked at his face foolishly, but she didn't know why, but she didn't dare to look directly into his numb eyes at the moment. Perhaps he was afraid that he would be possessed by the devil accidentally and couldn't help letting him out of the cage.

He really looks like the man in his mother's picture. It may be a mother's dream, but also her dream. From childhood to adulthood, she did not know how many times she saw her mother standing in front of the portrait without saying anything. And she herself gradually engraved the image of the person in the painting in her heart.

Now I hold my beautiful dream in my hand and breathe the breath alive. Any woman would be stupid. She is no exception. Unconsciously, she put her face close to him. First she wanted to see his appearance clearly. Later... Later, she was possessed and bullied his lips

She didn't enjoy the sweet taste she expected. When their faces were only separated by a punch, he suddenly lived like a puppet, threw away his face and slipped from her palm in time. He didn't give her any cheap food. When she was stunned, she glared at her and said coldly, "no matter who you are, please respect yourself."

She knew she was wrong, but she would not lower her noble head and lose her golden face. He was stunned for a moment, then blushed and pushed back with a thick neck: "what's so great? It's nothing more than the commander of the three armed forces in the Central Plains. Our camels in the desert are more beautiful than you! " But I didn't see the old lady running to kiss the camel?

Zhao Changyuan was too lazy to talk to her again. He bowed his head again and waited for his own death. The originally dead mood is now more irritable and unbearable. Why do these inexplicable guys have to turn against his chin? Why did he have to guard against Wolves before he died?

She felt bored and wanted to turn around and leave, but she caught a glimpse of the lunch box lying on the ground intact in the corner.

"Why don't you eat?" She asked back. But even if he thought his question was stupid, he couldn't eat in this position.

So she went to the door and made an evil fire to the innocent guard, which calmed down her feeling of wanting to eat: "Hey, why don't you let him eat? My father asked you to look at him, but you may starve him! "

The guard said with a bitter face, "tell the saint that my subordinates don't dare to neglect and feed him every meal, but he won't speak, and my subordinates can't help it."

She hesitated for a moment, went to the wall, picked up the lunch box and returned to Zhao Changyuan. Even if he is not as good as a camel, it's not good to watch him starve to death. God has lust, oh no, lust, isn't it?

Thinking of this, she stretched out her magic claw again, passed through his long hair and successfully touched his face. This time, her movements were soft and not as rough as the last time.

But this time, he was no longer as clever and quiet as before, and let her raise her chin to appreciate herself. Instead, he quickly dodged her hand, suddenly raised his head and stared at her, roaring: "roll -"