Chapter 1390： Depressed sight

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Seeing what this prison looks like, the Dragon Wars have a nausea impulse, which is extremely dirty, there is no hope at all, all of them are black stained with blood, heavy and depressing, see When he was old, Long Zhan couldn't help but cough a few times and turned his head to watch.

He has been tortured miserably, and there is still a dark tide 222 wet, snakes, rats, insects and ants, everywhere, the rancid smell makes it difficult to breathe. At this time, someone came up and couldn't help covering it. The nose began to greet the people behind: "Why are there people who are dead, rotten and smelly here, come here quickly and take him away."

They did not know that the Dragon War was here to find this person.

"Youngest, take this person away." Long Zhan, regardless of the bureaucracy here, directly ordered the youngest, and the people here still do not understand the use of this already rotten meat.

The third son did not dislike it. He went up, put the man off the iron hook, and carried it on his shoulders. He would go back to his mansion and talk about it.

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In his sleep, Ye Xuan was suddenly awakened by the cold sweat of his nightmare. When he woke up, he found that the whole room was dim, which was extremely depressing. There was still a person sitting beside the bed. That person was Liu Piao. With the wind.

Liu Piaopiao watched Ye Xuan wake up, she didn't know how long it had been here, but she stood up immediately, picked up the soup on the table and came to Ye Xuan's bed, gently wanting to feed him Drink it.

The soup is still warm, neither cold nor hot, but Liu Piaopiao still tasted it with a delicate spoon, and she was satisfied, she let Ye Xuan go to drink, Ye Xuan waved his hand, but First I got off the bed and walked in front of the curtain. I pulled it hard and found that it was grey and dusty outside. I felt like the sky wanted dust.

"It's going to be a heavy snow, how come this year's snow came so slowly." Ye Xuan looked at the sky outside and sighed softly.

Liu Piaopiao put down the soup in his hand, and then stood together with Ye Xuan: "The snow is white, I really hope to get down soon."

"Yes, do you want to cover the blood flowing on your hand?" Ye Xuan suddenly said aloud.

Liu Piaopiao's tears were a bit overwhelming, but he still stubbornly said nothing.

Ye Xuan walked to the desk and saw that the sealed document had not moved at all. He picked it up and threw it **** the table: "Look, please take a good look."

Liu Piaopiao spoke: "I don't need to watch it anymore, I know all of them."

Ye Xuan smiled: "Do you know everything, or do you just know a part?"

Liu Piaopiao took the document, but put it down again: "Is there any difference between knowing everything and knowing a part?"

Ye Xuan stopped talking to her at this time, but put on a coat and walked out the door.

On the third and ninth lunar month, Ye Xuan put on a coat, even barefooted, as soon as he went out, he felt that his face was cool. Looking up, it was snow. This snow finally came down, and one Hair is out of control.

Dong'er suddenly rushed out from another room, also in thin clothes. The child didn't know anything, just knew it was snowing, it was already snowing, and he could play happily and carefree.

Three or five servants chased him in the back. Some people took meals, others took soup, as well as clothes, shoes, hats, Ye Xuan saw his son, and his mood became abnormal. Relaxed, smiled, then turned around and went out.

It's just that on the street, the winter depression immediately enveloped the whole world. It was dark, hazy, and the busiest street was also a scene of depression. There were more refugees than expected, and some shop owners would generously help out for some undressed people Provide your own threshold, and some will throw some cold food or thick clothes outside, but most of them are still closed and closed, and use the cold door to treat a cold heart.

"City Lord, why do you go out like this? It's too cold today and it's snowing." There was a fat white man with a big smile on his face. He came out with a coat and cotton slippers. This is a bun. The steamed buns at the door of the shop were shot at the door, but few people cared.

"City Lord, come in and eat some buns."

Ye Xuan's stomach started to growl, and the bun became more tempting. There were some displaced refugees around, staring at Ye Xuan and staring at the bun.

"I bought all your steamed buns. It will be fine if you go to get the money later. Give these steamed buns to people in need here."

After talking, the boss of Baozipu laughed all over his face: "Okay, City Lord, I will go back and tell people to prepare more buns."

"Who wants to eat your broken bun, you murderer, you killed my husband ..." A unkempt woman, carrying a girl wrapped in a blanket, the woman seemed to be a lunatic, picked up the stone on the ground, and turned towards Ye Xuan threw it directly on her head, the girl was terrified, but she secretly looked at Ye Xuan.

"You mad woman, what are you doing ..." The boss first thought of using his body to protect his buns, but slowly, more and more people, some picking stones, some even Grabbed a handful of dirt, and threw them towards Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan couldn't understand: Why did he end this war when he appeared, and this violent 222 chaos, why wouldn't they be grateful? Why didn't I get a little recognition because I worked so hard?

"Come here, come here, come here quickly, protect the city owner quickly." The staff at Baozipu rushed out with "weapons" in their hands, and confronted those people, but there were many people on the opposite side, all Scared and trembling.

Ye Xuan's head was smashed by a stone a little bit, but for him nothing mattered, he said nothing, and went on alone.

As soon as he looked up, he saw an acquaintance. Long Aotian carried the roast chicken in one hand and kept holding hard liquor in his hand. He squatted down the corner like a beggar. Yeah.

"Don't you say you're leaving? Why are you still in the city?"

Long Aotian looked at Ye Xuan's dress and drunk, he couldn't hide it: "What's wrong, the majestic city master, was this wife driven out of the house?"

Said to hand this roast chicken forward.