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Chapter 153: Yu Yu (1)

The bitter cold land in the northwest is full of desolation and dead bodies are everywhere.

This war lasted for almost a month, and when it was over, Yuan City was victorious. Outside the city were countless piles of corpses, and inside the city, the people were crying with excitement.

As for Ye Yu, who was standing on the city wall, his face was stained with wet blood, and his black eyes were scorching in the scorching sun, filled with indescribable excitement.

His breath was hot, like a fire.

Ye Yu hadn't been on the battlefield for a long time, he was sweating profusely, and his blood was churning with excitement.

The people surrounded him, and finally regarded him as a god-like existence.

At night, Ye Yu and the soldiers in his hands drank until midnight.

The soldiers were unrestrained and uninhibited, drinking directly from the flagon, chatting about all this, good wine, beauties.

Some of them said, "Has the general ever thought of getting a wife?"

In this way, everyone is interested. After all, their general has never been close to women, and there is no opposite sex around him. He looks ruthless and lustless, and his heart is made of stone. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a stone. .

Ye Yu paused for a moment, and for some reason, the first thing that came to mind was Yan Ran's face.

Ye Yu squinted his eyes due to the smell of alcohol, but he was drunk, as if he saw Yan Ran standing by the campfire, his eyes were so calm and gentle.

He opened his mouth.

"Brother Xiao Yu."

The corners of the straightened mouth are slightly raised.

When everyone saw Ye Yu's expression, they knew there was something going on, and they all asked glibly, but Ye Yu was unmoved.

At night, Ye Yu had a nightmare.

He didn't remember what the dream was about, only the emotion at that time - a panic that almost drowned him.

He woke up suddenly, the sky was dark, and it was ugly, but he didn't dare to close his eyes for the whole night after that.

In the next few days, he was cleaning up the mess on the battlefield, and Ye Yu was often in a daze, and his mood became more and more erratic.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, and he couldn't breathe like a stone was blocked in his chest.

The emptiness filled his heart like a soaring weed.

Ye Yu prepared to return to the imperial city ahead of time by himself, leaving his confidant here.
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He returned to the imperial city alone, half a month's journey was abruptly shortened by him to ten days, and three horses died of exhaustion.

When he came back in a hurry, the guards outside almost didn't recognize him, but it was the bloody aura on Ye Yu's body that made him recognize him.

"My lord!"

Ye Yu calmed down at this moment, and nodded casually.

The guards rushed in immediately and gathered everyone in the lobby.

Ye Yu sat in the upper position, lowered his eyelashes, and wiped the sword in his hand, the sword glowed coldly.

Shi Liru's face was flushed with excitement, and she wanted to get closer, but she didn't dare to get closer, and finally called out lingeringly, Wang Ye.

When everyone arrived, Ye Yu raised his eyes reservedly, and glanced over them one by one. When he didn't see the familiar figure, he gradually restrained his expression, his expression slowly became terrifyingly cold, and his voice became calm and cold. .

"Anyone else?"

Everyone was stunned, looked around each other, and didn't know who was missing.

Or one of the more courageous people came out and asked cautiously: "I don't know what the prince said?"

On the contrary, Shi Liru's complexion changed, and she quietly had a guess in her heart, and her expression panicked for a moment.

Ye Yu paused, his expression was still puzzling, and his tone seemed impatient, "That person from Nanyuan."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a while, the person who stood up said hesitantly: "My lord, Nanyuan's... is dead."

The man in Nanyuan died of illness.

Depressed to the end, there is no cure for medicine and stone.

It was the second person who delivered the meal who discovered it.

No one cared, and no one wanted to tell Ye Yu, thinking that death was death, and it wasn't a big deal, so naturally they didn't want to report it.

Ye Yu didn't seem to hear clearly, his expression was cold.

"Can you say that again."

The person who stood up, for some reason being stared at by such a pair of eyes, suddenly felt creepy, and he was a little afraid to speak out.

Ye Yu was still very calm, and said repeatedly: "Say it again."

Swallowing, the man's voice was as thin as a mosquito, and he could barely chew on two words, "Dead..."

This time, Ye Yu didn't speak.

The long silence made the originally joyful atmosphere dull and depressing.

Shi Liru boldly looked up.

Half of the man's side face was hidden in the shadows, and the originally dark and deep eyes seemed to be burning from the inside, with a little crimson seeping out.

But he still said it in that calm to weird tone.

"How did you die?"

"He died of illness. The maid who delivered the meal found out. Usually, the master in Nanyuan seldom goes out, so no one noticed."

Died quietly, no one noticed.

Ye Yu suddenly felt dizzy and confused.

In the past few years, Ye Yu never knew what panic was.

When Yi's family was slaughtered, he wasn't afraid or panicked, he only thought about hatred and wanted those people to pay with their blood.

Being under one person and above ten thousand people, Ye Yu has always been calm and self-possessed, even in times of crisis, he can remain calm, as if nothing in this world can shake his emotions.

However, at this moment, Ye Yu was at a loss.

Yan Ran is dead.

There was an inexplicable pain in his heart, and Ye Yu was even more at a loss.

From the moment his blood relative left, all his joys, anger, sorrows and joys seemed to have disappeared.

Like a hard, indestructible rock.

And Yan Ran is like the drop of water that pierces the stone, unknowingly, it has pierced this hard, stubborn, stubborn stone.

And the stone itself did not find it.

The sword in his hand seemed to weigh tens of thousands of catties, he couldn't even hold it, his hand slipped and fell to the ground.

The heavy and crisp sound made everyone tremble.

And Ye Yu seemed to be unaware, and naturally bent over to pick it up.

Then, leave.

For a moment, everyone thought that Ye Yu was just asking casually, that an unimportant person would die if he died, and would not cause any waves on the lake.

Ye Yu's calm attitude made everyone think so.

Even Ye Yu himself thinks so.

When one person returned to the house, Ye Yu was like a tall and bent branch. He clutched his chest, his throat began to itch, itching so much that he wanted to vomit blood, and there was a bloody smell in his throat. Living.

Staggering twice, Ye Yu slid down along the door.

Leaning his head back against the door, Ye Yu closed his eyes, the bloody blood film made him a little suffocated.

The place in his heart was empty, and he felt as if he had lost the most important thing in his life, and he would never get it back.

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