Prison Dragon

Chapter 164

I gave up.

The moment this thought appeared in Yang You's mind, all the evasion, cowardice, fear, and fear poured out from his strong defense, dominating Yang You's rationality.

He has lost the courage and strength to persist.

Formation may also have sensed his retreat, almost instantly, the wind and ice needles stopped.

There was no strong wind in his ears, and the force that attracted him to lean towards the giant ice suddenly stopped, and everything returned to tranquility.

Yang You leaned on the huge ice and slowly slid down. Just after he got out of the severe pain, he couldn't feel the existence of his body for a long time.

The fingertips have turned purple, and the ice crystals that penetrated the clothes and skin did not leave any traces, and slowly melted in the body, which was a hundred times colder than when they penetrated into the body.He raised his arms and hugged his shoulders with difficulty, breathing white air from his mouth.

It was cold, it was too cold, Yang You felt that his brain was frozen, his thinking speed slowed down, and the things in his mind had to be transformed into individual words before they could come out slowly.

Fortunately, it's safe now.

He subconsciously didn't dare to think about things related to the formation, the white mist gradually dissipated, the most important thing right now was to leave first, and he couldn't stay here anymore, if he continued like this, he might die first if he didn't do anything .

Yang You stood up holding the huge ice with his hands, but felt his chest was heavy, and suddenly spattered a mouthful of blood on his coat.When he completely straightened his body and looked around, he realized that after the white mist passed, it was no longer a pure white ice wall.

In other words, the pure white ice wall has become transparent.

The place he was in was a huge and empty palace, and the algae well on the zenith was a yellow and golden faucet with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, facing the giant ice.

Layers of overlapping beams and columns paint blue waters and white waves.Behind the transparent ice wall, many murals could be vaguely seen. Yang You had the strength to move again, and only looked at it from a distance. It was probably a scene of a battle.

This place looks like He Ao Chen's underwater temple.Since this is the eye of the formation, it is very likely that it is also the building of that year, but because of special reasons, the place where Ao Chen is located was separated by magic.

Yang You's eyes were as red as blood, and there was no place on his body that was not screaming for pain. In the past, he could leave the ice room by just chanting silently in his heart, but now no matter how much he yelled in his heart to leave, it would have no effect.

Since it is a building, there must be doors and exits. Yang You turned his head to the back side that he hadn't paid attention to.

With just one glance, he was deeply shocked by the cruel reality, and even his rationality was swept away.

It turned out that the truth has always been bloody.

Behind him was not the temple gate as expected, but another space, and the two spaces were twisted together by spells.

It was a huge black dragon with a winding body, quietly entrenched in the deep darkness, only illuminated by the refracted light in the ice room.

The strong body is the same as what Yang You saw underwater, but what he couldn't see before, he can see clearly now.

In the darkness, countless golden chains emerged from the ground, binding the black dragon to the ground. The golden light densely covered the whole body of the black dragon. A huge golden lightsaber was inserted into several key points of the dragon's body, sinking deeply into its torso. Among them, ** the ground.

Yang You counted twelve places, heart, limbs, and other parts of the spine.These wounds that penetrated the torso were continuously emitting black mist and being sucked into the ground.

Black lines appeared on the blue-black floor under the black dragon, and a formation diagram appeared.Standing in the distance, Yang You saw that those strange and distorted characters were very similar to the map of the state of Qi. In a crowded and prosperous area, the characters are dense, and in a deserted place with few people, the characters are sparse.

And the brightest area is the north, especially Shandong.

Yang You knew that this was because the north had just been plagued by locusts, and now he was still eating the grain and grass brought in from other places. When the wheat harvest was over in the summer, and the people had accumulated grain in their hands, it was considered that the famine was completely over. .

And as the black air dissipated, the black dragon's scales also slowly lost their luster.

Although this change is negligible.

Has anyone seen such a sight before?

Yang You couldn't help but walked towards Ao Chen, calling his name while walking, his voice hit the ice wall, but bounced back coldly.

The black dragon's drooping eyelids moved but did not open. Yang You walked to the edge of the ice wall, the light was slightly distorted by the transparent thick ice.

Yang You raised his hand and knocked on the wall, "Ao Chen!"

Countless flashes of lightning extended from the four corners and converged on Yang You's palms. His hands went numb immediately, and the severe pain made him tremble all over. He had no choice but to withdraw his hands immediately.

"Ao Chen..."

On the cold face, even the tears were hot and burning.

Yang You's unconscious actions seemed to touch some kind of switch. He saw the golden chain start to turn, as if he wanted to tighten Ao Chen's tighter. Immediately, the black dragon opened his eyes.

It was a pair of eyes as dark as an endless abyss, looking straight at Yang You.

"I..." Yang You opened his mouth weakly, but coughed due to blood.

There was a look of pain in the black dragon's eyes, he tried to open his mouth but didn't make any groans, his mouth was not only locked by chains, but also a long sword was stuck in his throat.

Yang You tried his best to reach this step, but he had to stop.

He is willing to untie the formation for Ao Chen, but death is before him, so he can't help being afraid.

Thinking about it now, he didn't even think about the consequences of letting Ao Chen go. He only knew the cause of Prison Dragon, so he was willing to unravel this endless cycle of reincarnation.

Maybe Yang You can really get out of danger when he unlocks the formation, but what awaits him will be the destruction of the world.

What is the difference between a dead and alive monarch?

Ao Chen couldn't struggle, couldn't call for help, seeing that the key to unraveling the formation was in front of him, but he could only watch helplessly, entrusting his fate to another tiny human being.

And this person, whether it is Emperor Wu or Yang Zhen, no matter which emperor of Qi he is, there is no reason to save him, no reason to risk his life and endure death and severe pain again and again to save him.

If all this is true...

Yang You could no longer use words to describe all the malice towards Ao Chen.

There is only boundless pain in Ao Chen's eyes.

Yang You staggered back, Ao Chen's eyes turned into reality, poking his heart bit by bit.

It wasn't until the ice hit his back that he remembered that he had to make a choice here.

He tremblingly put his hands on the huge ice, but he couldn't press down on the fingerprints for a long time.

Yang You remembered Ao Chen's complicated look when he said he would let him go.

Yes, he already knew that countless emperors had told him the answer.

He has been the emperor's lover, courtier, friend...

Be it love or friendship, there is no identity or emotion that can overcome the desire for power, the repetition of death again and again, and the threat of dying at the last moment.

During this long time, Ao Chen will always be a fish on the altar to be slaughtered by others. He has never been the real master, nor has he won once.

He already knew.

Yang You wondered, did Ao Chen understand it a long time ago, so even though he was so eager to become the emperor to release the formation at the beginning, he never mentioned it again, but repeatedly told Yang You not to think about it, and if he didn't want to experience death, he didn't need to think about it. come again.

Ao Chen, what are you thinking?

Yang You slowly moved his hand to the top of the palm print, and first touched down with his fingertips.

Cold sweat immediately rolled down his face, starting from his fingertips, his hand was like being crushed by a boulder, slowly shattered inch by inch, he even had hallucinations, feeling that he could smell the raw and cold smell of flesh and blood .

No...it hurts...

Yang You couldn't imagine what kind of punishment could be crueler than slowly crushing the body. Starting from the fingertips, the blood vessels began to become red and swollen, and then became purple. Before the pain spread to the elbow, Yang You withdrew his hand in time. .

A white light flashed in front of his eyes, and a beam of light penetrated into his head from between his brows.

The man wobbled and fell to the ground, and at the same time, the illusion unfolded before his eyes.

……

In the dark night, two faces that Yang You was very familiar with appeared in front of his eyes.

One face belonged to Concubine Han, and the other face appeared in the dream brought by Bai Yulongpei. It was the mysterious Taoist priest who always appeared with the man in black.

Concubine Han called him—Jun Nanhua.

Yang You looked up at the two of them. Concubine Han was wearing common clothes, with a disheveled face, she should be on the way to escape.

The blood on Nan Huajun's face was still wet, and he said: "Princess, I thought that the Prisoner Dragon Formation could bring stability to the world, and even went against the sky, but now it seems that it was a wrong move. The Prisoner Dragon Formation is only satisfied. The emperor's selfish desires are not a great blessing to the world. But now I have no power to change, so I can only try my best to make up for my mistakes. His Majesty's pursuers are coming, you follow me quickly!"

The courtyard was full of flames, and many people ran forward holding torches, and the sound of horseshoes was uninterrupted.

Concubine Han smiled bitterly and said: "I originally thought that His Majesty would not doubt us by setting off a false fire in the palace, but now it seems that he is bound to kill the grass."

She wiped away the tears from her face, showed a beautiful smile to Yang You, and said to Nan Huajun, "I'll hold them back, you take Hu'er and go first."

As she said that, she lowered her head and hugged Yang Hu tightly, "Hu'er, you have to remember that your father is a great hero, and he has never done anything wrong to the country."

"Remember," she had tears in her eyes, but her eyes were so gentle and peaceful, "Your Uncle Chen is still waiting for you in the capital, never forget him, you must save him."

Yang Hu was pushed into Mr. Nan Hua's arms.

"I'm sorry, mother can't grow up with you, you promise mother, you must save him!"