The iron chain was slowly tightened around the neck, and it became tighter and tighter.
Nanyan could no longer breathe.
Her face was flushed red, and the ferocious faces of the jailers gradually became blurred in her sight, and the cruel laughter seemed to come from a far away place—from hell.
She can't feel anything anymore.
But for some reason, Zhu Feng's face flashed in his mind.
She thought of the way he walked through the sea of flames and walked in front of her; she remembered the way he was angry and yelled at her; she remembered the way he rushed into the camp of Yue State and led her to escape from the devil's den alone...
His appearance slowly became blurred.
Is everything going to end like this
Nan Yan clenched her teeth tightly, and even clenched her hand that was about to be broken by the iron chain.
Those jailers were also a little surprised, this girl looked soft and weak, but she was so stubborn, and she still didn't say a word at this time.
But Concubine Kang's order to kill her, no one can disobey.
Thinking of this, the strength in their hands increased a bit.
At this time, Nan Yan's limbs and body were already cold, and her eyes turned black one after another, but her heavy breathing and heartbeat kept ringing in her ears.
There was also a little sound, which came from afar.
It was the sound of a person's footsteps.
The familiar sound of footsteps, from far to near, was eager and heavy, as if each step was on her heart. She raised her head, and saw a tall black figure suddenly rushing in, grabbing a jailer and Throw it to the wall next to it.
"ah!"
With a shrill cry, Nan Yan's consciousness was summoned back from the darkness.
The iron chain was loosened all of a sudden, and a large amount of cold air suddenly penetrated into her nose and into her body. She coughed forcefully, and her sight slowly recovered.
As soon as he looked up, he saw that several jailers had been knocked down to the ground.
As soon as the chain was loosened, she fell limply like a puppet that had lost its traction.
A pair of warm and strong hands hugged her all at once.
She fell into his arms.
Looking up, he saw that resolute face, Zhu Feng's eyes were red, watching her lying in his arms, dying, almost dying, weak.
The wound on her body was still bleeding.
Just now, just at that moment, he broke in and knocked down the jailers who wanted to put her to death. If it wasn't for that moment, he just arrived, maybe she had already—
But she didn't even say a word.
He could see her clenching her teeth and looking straight at him.
But not a breath was heard.
He just looked at himself like this, as if he was stubbornly waiting for something.
"..."
Looking into her eyes, Zhu Feng seemed to understand something at this moment.
He gritted his teeth too.
After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "I believe you!"
"..."
After saying this, I felt the slender body that was already cold in my arms tremble suddenly, and then, the eyes that were staring at me fixedly were filled with tears, like beads with a broken thread, Big ones rolled down.
The next moment, a low sob came from his arms.
Nan Yan's clenched teeth finally let go at this moment, and she slowly buried her head in his arms, crying loudly.
Tears soaked his chest in an instant.
I believe you.
With this sentence, everything is enough!