I Jianghu

Unexpectedly, he woke up again, and the coma seemed to be just a momentary thing, and the mute didn't bother to care about how they woke himself up. As a fish on the knife board, there is really very little he can do.But this time Chen Yuan got close enough, pinching Huanhu's jaw, saving Huuhu the effort to raise his head, and staring at him clearly.

Chen Yuan liked the dumb eyes.Dumb came to the house for the first time because Chen Yuan picked these eyes. The pain, forbearance, and stubbornness in the eyes all aroused his sadistic desire, making him so excited that it was hard to restrain.However, at this very moment, he really hates these talking eyes, which are calm, ironic, ignorant, and indifferent, as if looking down at the world, seeing everything as nothing, and even giving people a kind of maggot-like, invisible eyes. Feel.

Picking up the half-inch-long ox hair fine needle on the table, Chen Yuan opened his dumb right eye with one hand, and held the needle in front of his eyes with the other.The dumb pupils shrank suddenly, and the fear and fear were clear at a glance, giving Chen Yuan the thrill of victory for a moment, but in the next second, the constricted pupils dilated a little bit, and those eyes looked at him calmly through the needle point, as if he was looking at him. Watch a clown entertaining himself.Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and without any further hesitation, the long needle stabbed down little by little at an extremely slow speed, and the blood spurted out, gradually on his face, reflecting a sinister and vicious face.

"Uh...um...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. He could only look at where the needle was going in despair, his eyes were bloodshot.

Chen Yuan let go of his hands, and let his dumb head hang down heavily. Scarlet streams flowed from his tightly closed eyes, like tears of blood, and finally gathered in his jaw, dripping down drop by drop.Chen Yuan casually picked up the soldering iron in the charcoal fire, and pressed it to the dumb wound with deep bone visible, and suddenly a burnt smell permeated the air.Even though he had no strength to groan, Humute still clenched his teeth, blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, cold sweat and blood dripped on his pale face, making him look extremely miserable, and he could hardly recognize the original appearance.Chen Yuan obviously did not intend to let him go easily, for him to wake up would be endless torture...

"My lord, the envoy of Rong Zuo is here to visit." The young servant whispered outside the prison door, not daring to lift his head.

Chen Yuan frowned, he was naturally displeased when his interest was swept away, but he knew that the visitor was an important person who took care of his urgent affairs, so he couldn't see him, so he handed over the instruments of torture in his hands to Chen Da, and turned around to leave.

"My lord..." Chen Da asked involuntarily, "This man..."

Chen Yuan turned around, his eyes were cold, "I'll teach you how to do it again?"

Chen Da trembled, "No...no need!" If these thugs had a delicate heart, they wouldn't have to do such a mindless job. They complained in their hearts but didn't dare to ask again. They were struggling to figure out what their lord meant, Suddenly Chen Yuan, who was walking away, added, "If you still don't say anything after three days, let's deal with it." Da Chen understood now, and looked at the person on the rack with some sympathy. Yes, you don't have to worry about the consequences, as long as you hang your life.

As soon as the mute woke up from the severe pain, he was surrounded by pain all over his body, so he naturally heard their conversation.Is there three more days... I thought silently, feeling a little regretful.I really want to see my brother one more time before I die, but it's a pity that fainting is so extravagant, how can I give my brother the time to fall asleep?I had to pray silently, if someone really has a soul, I only hope that the ghost messenger will catch him later and let him go to see his brother again.

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Chen Da has met a lot of people in the prime minister's mansion for seven years, of course most of them are guys who have tasted his whip and stick, but it is the first time to see someone like dumb.It is true that there is a master who would rather die than submit, but the dumbness is different. He does not make a sound, neither begs for mercy nor resists. , gave up, quietly waiting for the moment of death.

"I said, brother, what is there to worry about? You are only so old, and you have never seen so many in this world. Are you willing to die like this?" Chen Da is not like the endless practice in the past, and occasionally stops. When he came down to give the dumb a breather time, he also took a break and chatted with the dumb, but obviously most of the time was just talking to himself.

He was dumb and didn't hear what Chen Da said. At this moment, he was tormented by waves of bone-eroding pain and lost his mind. The scorching temperature is like countless soldering irons poking the wound, and it feels like being in boiling water. The most frightening thing is that there is something added to the ointment. Not only can it not make people faint, but it can also amplify their feelings and make them feel sick. The pain went straight to the top of the head with great intensity and clarity.The ointment in the dungeon has never been used on such a large scale. Occasionally, one or two wounds can torture people to death. However, since Chen Yuan gave the order, Chen Da is also curious about the extent of this person's endurance. It actually painted all the wounds on the dumb body that could be painted.

Dumb and unable to pass out, he floated up and down in the bright and dark world, cold sweat dripped from his chin in strands, and his body twitched uncontrollably.In fact, the pain can hardly be felt anymore, the pain is extremely numb, he never thought of getting out alive, so he never used internal force, the torture for days not only hurt the flesh, but also affected the lungs, the blood seemed to be unable to flow The blood on the corner of the mouth and jaw has never dried up.Soon, he thought to himself, because the coma time is extremely short, it is easier to calculate, the three-day period is coming soon, but it is a pity that my brother has never been in a dream, not even a phantom.

"Wow-wow--" Two large buckets of water were poured down, and he coughed twice hoarsely, and the irritating ointment on his body was washed away, and finally it was not so difficult.The needle in his right eye was still in his eye, and he opened his still intact left eye with some difficulty. As far as he could see, a figure was walking in front of him. His sweaty hair covered most of his vision, making him unable to see. Clearly, even without these broken hairs, he would not be able to see clearly.It doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't matter who is more or less in this prison, he tried hard to see, but he just imagined seeing the figure he had been thinking about in his dream.

The figure brushed aside the broken hair in front of his eyes, and caressed his cheek tremblingly, the too familiar outline made Dumb stunned, even if he couldn't see clearly, he could still recognize it.He was dumb and wanted to laugh, but his eyes were sour, but tears flowed down.There were gullies running down the blood-stained face, which made the visitor's hands stiff, dumb but he didn't seem to notice it. After a while, he still raised the corners of his mouth a little bit, although the smile was very light and shallow, "Brother..." He gently He yelled, the voice that had not been uttered for a long time was hoarse and difficult to distinguish, trembling, as if he was afraid that too loud would break the dream, "Ye'er is leaving, right?" He thanked God with a hint of happiness In the end his wish was fulfilled, but he was still a bit reluctant, "Ye'er misses you so much, it would be great if you could show up a few more times..." He shouldn't be greedy, he always knew, it was just the last, right? You can also be presumptuous and say what you want to say?

"Brother, in the next life, will you still be Ye'er's brother?"

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Shu Li was searching like crazy. He was a very determined person, but at this moment he lost his composure.Humber did not leave any marks worth looking for, as if he never thought about the way out, and never thought that someone would come to rescue him!Shu Li was worried all the time. After searching for three whole days, he finally found a breakthrough in a slave trader's place, and found Chen Yuan's other courtyard in the suburbs of the city.He didn't care about the formation of troops, and he didn't care about careful investigation. The longer the time dragged on, the more dangerous the dumbness would be.Overcoming numerous institutional obstacles, Shu Li broke through the impregnable courtyard with all his kung fu.

I don't know if it's God's blessing, or hard work pays off, finally let him find the almost unrecognizable figure on the torture rack in a dungeon, Shu Liduo hoped that he was wrong, but he was extremely sure, That is dumb!He killed the guard without any hesitation, tremblingly removed the steel needles from the dumb eyes, and tremblingly released the shackles from the dumb.During the whole process, the mute was always peaceful and calm, as if he was just in a deep sleep, with a faint happy smile on his mouth.The person who lost his support fell forward like a puppet with broken strings. Shu Li took a step across to catch him, his footsteps were weaker than ever before, as if he was carrying a heavy burden and was about to fall down!But he couldn't delay for a moment. When he just broke in, he had already killed several guards who found him. He didn't have extra time to deal with the body, and he would be found soon!

It seemed that luck had run out in finding the mute, and they were mobbed when they emerged from the dungeon.Although Shu Li was good at kung fu, he was carrying one person on his back, and he didn't want Huanhu to be hurt again, so he tried his best to block the incoming swords.In the end, he actually forced out his body-protecting qi, and with his internal strength that had skyrocketed several times, he blazed a trail of blood!

There were constant pursuit from the rear, and the body-protecting qi was only convenient for a while, but actually drinking poison to quench thirst. At this time, the internal force was backlashed, and Shu Li staggered, and almost fell dumb to the ground. It was only when he went out that he managed to stabilize his footsteps.Unable to move an inch, he leaned against a tree, listening to the sound of approaching footsteps, dripping with cold sweat.After gasping for a few breaths, Shu Li bent his back and tilted his head slightly, his eyes were determined never before, "Don't worry, brother will definitely take you back!"

At this time, Shu Li hadn't thought about what the word "Hui" meant to Duanhu.Where can he go back?Is it the General's Mansion who is extremely indifferent to him?Was it the Pioneer Camp that left him with unbearable memories?Or the Night Palace who was tortured by his own brother?Dumb always wants to have a place to go back to, but this place is not a real place, it's just beside his brother.

The author has something to say: Is what Humu sees the real brother or is it just a phantom?Whatever you think is up to you~

I can finish coding the next chapter in Moji, because I know the ending, so this chapter is quite painful to write, it is purely caused by a misunderstanding (see Chapter 40, the author has something to say), under the strong request of everyone I even made a story out, which is quite emotional~

See you in the next chapter~