Fast travel: the 101st be

That cell is even now empty for Cheng Yuan.

The blood stains left by Cheng Yuan hadn't been cleaned up yet.

There are black dried blood clots everywhere, hideous and gloomy.

Cheng Yuan lay on the thatch, thinking it was okay, at least he didn't break his leg this time.

It's just that except for the legs, there is no good skin on the body.

Lingye said, "Do whatever you want, save one life."

Leave him an indifferent back and leave.

The two guards in the cell probably hadn't tortured anyone for a long time, and Cheng Yuan's appearance perfectly healed their itchy hands.

Unable to move, Cheng Yuan could smell the blood on his body.

I can feel the blood on my back flowing down the veins of my back.

No dry mouth.

"Sir, your health value..." Ping Ping hesitated to speak.

"Is he dying soon?" Cheng Yuan said.

"That's not true. I can't die, but it may leave behind diseases, such as feeling uncomfortable in rainy or snowy weather." Ping Ping said.

"It's strange." Cheng Yuan said.

"Huh?" Pingping was puzzled.

"This time, I actually feel a little sad." Cheng Yuan said.

Flat silence.

"Look, I've saved him so many times. In the past few days, we often talked by candlelight. I told him everything I knew, my views on the situation in the world, and I thought he regarded me as a People came to see me, but he still beat me up and killed me if he wanted to, and he didn’t even ask me what was going on, and didn’t even give me a chance to explain.” Cheng Yuan said.

"He actually thinks that I'm dead from the bottom of his heart, so he can torture me like this arbitrarily. Anyway, I'm going to die in the end."

Pingping remained silent.

"Will Cheng Yuan do this? Licking a dog like me?" Cheng Yuan said.

"Sir, in fact, the purpose of my existence is to restore the previous scene and let the plot develop according to the original line." Ping Ping said.

"So the plot is out of control now?"

"No, it's still going on step by step." Ping Ping said.

That Cheng Yuan...

Cheng Yuan sighed.

The two guards outside looking at the cell were actually quite apprehensive when they first started.

It's not that they haven't heard the news of the king's reconciliation with others.

Didn’t you mix honey with oil a few days ago?Three hundred rounds of room battle?

Why did you drag him back all of a sudden?

But after a few whips, he found that Lingye's expression didn't change at all, so he became bolder.

Lingye left expressionlessly, and the two of them got even worse.

"Damn, I thought this guy was really in favor again." Yi Bingchai said.

"I think he did it himself, and he must have done something to make the king unhappy."

"Tsk, don't you want to live well?"

"But do you think we are going to strike too hard? If the king thinks of him again one day, then we..."

"Impossible, Your Majesty will definitely not want anyone this time." The other servant was sure.

"makes sense."

"Your Majesty is coming to pick up someone again this time, so I'll put my head..." The speech stopped abruptly in the middle.

"Huh? What's with your head? Why didn't you say it halfway? What are you looking at?" Turning his head, the cup in his hand slipped and fell to the ground.

Lingye, with no expression on his face, stood in front of them, "Open the cell door."

The soldiers scrambled and scrambled to open the door.

Then, the two soldiers looked at their master dumbfounded.

Walking up to the person, looking down at the sleepy person condescendingly.

After only looking at it for a while, he bent down, put one arm around his waist, and the other around his knees, and carefully hugged him horizontally, as if he was not afraid of waking him up.

out of the cell.

The two soldiers didn't dare to come out, until Lingye disappeared at the door of the cell, they looked at each other in blank dismay.

So what are these two playing!

When Cheng Yuan woke up again, he found himself lying in a familiar place again, speechless for a moment.

His body was covered with bandages, and there was a pleasant smell of medicine.

The most surprising thing was that Lingye was sitting by the bed, gently wiping the ointment on his back.

Cheng Yuan smiled wryly, "Why, Marquis Ding'an is here to ask for someone again?"

Lingye's hand paused.

"Are you awake?" Ling Ye asked.

"Thanks to you." Cheng Yuan replied.

"I never thought Yuesheng would be so obsessed with you before." Lingye said.

Cheng Yuan wants to say, isn't it? To others, I am a god-like figure who can end this troubled world.

It seems that even a grass is not as good as you.

"When did you start contacting him?" Lingye asked.

Cheng Yuan sighed, "It's been a long time, he has always known my whereabouts, and we have never broken contact."

It's not that he doesn't want to tell the truth, it's just that Cheng Yuan knows that people don't believe him when he tells the truth.

Ling Ye frowned.

Cheng Yuan smiled, "I'm lying to you, I only met him yesterday."

"I thought the case of the dancing girl had nothing to do with you, but now it seems that it may just be a small detail in your grand layout." Lingye said.

You see, just say he won't believe it?

There was nothing to say for a while, one didn't want to explain, and the other didn't want to ask.

Cheng Yuan was not afraid at all, just lay on his stomach, turned his head, and looked at Lingye with a smile.

Lingye looked at him for a while, then suddenly touched his face with one hand, extremely gentle.

Thumb wiped his cheek.

"If you were a little more obedient, maybe I wouldn't want your life." Ling Ye said, his voice was gentle and gentle, and Cheng Yuan was a little dazed when he heard it.

These days, when did he speak in such a tone?

"I've always been so obedient, so obedient, and I like Lingye." Cheng Yuan said. "But he doesn't believe it."

"If you are not the prince of Jiang, I am not the prince of Yan, if I didn't meet you in Jiang, if your past experience is not like that, how can I not believe it." Lingye smiled, "But you are Cheng blame."

Cheng Yuan didn't speak.

That's right, if he were Ling Ye, he couldn't imagine why Cheng Yuan treated him so well.

In this chaotic world where God must be mentioned at all times, suspicion may be the biggest bargaining chip for a person to live to the end.

So Cheng Yuan, why is he so kind to Lingye.

Cheng Yuan suddenly had a terrible idea. At the beginning, Cheng Yuan voluntarily gave up Jiang Guo, maybe it was because of Ling Ye.

"Then don't believe it, just look at me as you think, live well, and take back your own things." Cheng Yuan said.

Lingye's hand was still wiping Cheng Yuan's face.

"Perhaps I should send you to the Marquis of Ding'an. If you stay here, I can't help but kill you next time. You are so dangerous." Lingye said.

"Then send it over." Cheng Yuan smiled.

"I just want to know that going to Marquis Ding'an is also part of your plan?" Lingye asked.

"Just take it as it is." Cheng Yuan said.

Lingye didn't speak for a long time, applied the ointment, wrapped the bandage, and tucked in the quilt.

"Have a good rest." Ling Ye withdrew.

Although he knew it was impossible, Cheng Yuan couldn't help but ask, "Worth the hatred?"

Pingping: "100."

"I see."

Ping Ping hesitated to speak, but Cheng Yuan had already fallen asleep.

The hate value has not changed at all, but another value has actually been rising.

Pingping doesn't understand, it always feels that these two values ​​are relative, if there is an increase, there must be a decrease.

How could one remain unchanged while the other keeps rising? It couldn't figure it out.

So I think the system is broken.

It's better not to tell Mr., it thought.