C35 Deja Vu

Sikong Banyu frowned but didn't say anything. He quickly untied Ye Lingxin's hands and laid her flat on the ground.

The sudden relaxation allowed Ye Lingxin to catch her breath.

"Cough, cough …"

When Sikong Banyu heard this cough, he immediately lifted Ye Lingxin's head and put it in his embrace, pushing away the hair covering Ye Lingxin's face.

The next moment, Sikong Banyu was stunned. Looking at Ye Lingxin's face, he could feel a strong killing intent emitting from Sikong Banyu's body.

At this moment, a fiery red scar covered half of Ye Lingxin's face. What used to be a pretty face was now completely unrecognizable. Ye Lingxin's face had been ruined.

This scene was so familiar to Sikong Banyu. His beloved Han Qingming appeared in front of him with a face full of sores.

"How can this be? How could this be? "

For such a young woman to have a scar like this branded on her face by a branding iron, how would she ever meet anyone in the future?

A warrior could be killed on a battlefield, but not humiliated. This was an unwritten rule. However, at this moment, Sikong Banyu felt that it was laughable that he was only trying to save others and did not want to kill any innocent people.

They were not worthy of the word 'soldier'.

Ye Lingxin slowly opened her eyes and looked at the familiar face. This face had once made her curious and surprised, but it had also given her a different kind of mood, causing her to be extremely angry at times. It was just that at this moment, his face looked so familiar and intimate.

"You … Didn't you say that no one would be saved if they were captured? You... Speak... You don't keep your word. "

"Drip, drip …"

When the two tears fell onto Ye Lingxin's face, she felt a slight coolness from the burning pain. It was … Sikong Banyu's tears.

"Si..." Woo … Banyu, why are you crying? A magnificent... A big man. Heh … "Heh!"

Sikong Banyu forced a smile and shook his head: "I'm not crying, I'm just happy to see that you're alright. "Don't worry, I will bring you back."

Ye Lingxin gently shook her head. "No …" No, I'm afraid I can't do it anymore. Don't throw your life here, it's not worth it. "

Ye Lingxin's heart was already dead. There wasn't much hope left for her to live on, and with the eye-catching scar that had been left on her face, her last hope to survive was long gone.

"Perhaps dying like this is the best way out! "He no longer needs to care about those unhappy things. I just didn't expect that the person I would see before I died would be him."

Ye Lingxinzheng was staring straight at Sikong Banyu. Looking at the grief on Sikong Banyu's face, she didn't know why, but she felt a kind of sorrow hidden in Sikong Banyu's body. That sadness was very strong.

"He … Because I'm sad? "This is great …"

A trace of a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Lingxin's mouth as she slowly closed her eyes. She had wondered how she could be satisfied. Now she understood that she was already satisfied with a single tear.

Seeing Ye Lingxin close her eyes, the expression on her face was so similar. It was as though she had seen Han Qingming holding her sword horizontally across her neck, closing her eyes in satisfaction.

It was a desire to die, a desire to live, to live.

Sikong Banyu slowly helped Ye Lingxin up and tore off her clothes, exposing her upper body. He tore off a few pieces of her clothes and trapped them on Ye Lingxin's body.

Ye Lingxin felt Sikong Banyu's movements and opened her eyes to look. She saw Sikong Banyu pick her up and trap her.

"You … What are you doing? "

Sikong Banyu tied the knot tightly, "Take you away."

"No …" You... Put me down! I won't be able to hold on much longer. Bringing me along will become a burden to you, and in the end, you might not even be able to escape. "

Sikong Banyu stood up and turned around to look at Ye Lingxin, who was tied behind him. He said slowly, "I know you can still hold on. You haven't reached the end of your life. You've just lost the will to live. The destruction of your face has made you lose the desire to live. I know how important looks are to a woman. "

"But have you ever thought about those who care about you? "Have you thought about your parents?"

Ye Lingxin taunted, "Someone who cares about me? My parents? Hehe … Sounds like... It seemed like … It was a little laughable! In their eyes, I am nothing more than a bargaining chip. Rather than that, I might as well just die like that. At the very least, I am free. "

Many people wanted to stay in the Wealthy Class and had no idea that the Wealthy Class could not control themselves. They were people who were most willing to make fun of. It was because not only were they toyed with by fate, even they themselves were controlled by others.

"Is that so? "I don't think so. Everyone is free, and no one can stop you if you want to." Sikong Banyu stood up and walked out of the cell.

"Hehe …" Freedom? "What a distant thing. It's a pity that everyone is different. I want to be free, but I can't get it." Ye Lingxin closed her eyes. Two drops of tears slowly fell from her eyes. It was very bitter.

"As long as you want me to, if others want to stop you, I'll flatten it out for you." As long as you want to, if others want to stop you, I'll flatten it out for you.

In his previous life, Sikong Banyu never swore an oath. He also felt that he was lacking Han Qingming's oath, but when he thought of it, it was already a completely different person. The current Ye Lingxin was very similar to the Han Qingming of the past. She wanted to leave the oath she lacked to the people who had experienced the same thing as Qing Ming!

"For you? Hehe … "Banyu, now that I have become ugly, you don't have to comfort me. I know what I am like. You …"

Before Ye Lingxin could finish, she was interrupted by Sikong Banyu.

"So what? Time is the best proof of all. You will see it in the future. When you wake up, everything will be back to normal. Let's get out of here now. "

As Sikong Banyu spoke, he pressed the button for the dungeon staircase.

"Crack …"

The dungeon staircase slowly descended and landed on the surface of the dungeon.

Sikong Banyu looked outside the dungeon, and killing intent in his heart rose to the extreme. None of these people deserved to die. None of them were worthy enough to stand in front of him. These people should not be living in this world and wasting this beautiful world.

Sikong Banyu set his foot on the stairs. The sound of his footsteps was heavy and his cold eyes gradually became strange. A hint of red appeared in his black eyes.