radicalducati Chapter 133 Why is the reading companion so easy to deceive 32
Chapter 133 Why is the reading companion so easy to deceive 32
Lu Yanjue saw his little study partner standing in front of him and his pupils shrank suddenly.
Everything around him seemed to slow down. He wanted to push the person away, but it was too late.
I can only watch helplessly as the person I was determined to protect suffers the consequences.
A sharp pain came from the back, Su Muyou's eyes went dark and breathing became difficult.
Oh my God, he actually had a trick up his sleeve. The situation in the script was not that dangerous at all!
The next second, the body fell into a warm embrace.
Lu Yanjue didn't dare to use force, and his hands were shaking as he held the person.
He would rather be the one who gets hurt!
Guaidongguai was on standby all the time, and seeing that the unlucky host couldn't escape the fate of being stabbed in the end, he quickly reduced his pain by 50% according to the agreement.
The pain eased and Su Muyou didn't faint immediately.
He reached out and grabbed Lu Yanjue's sleeve, and in the other's heartbroken eyes, he used the last of his strength to swear his loyalty:
"Your Highness, I'm glad you're okay..."
The last word was so soft that it was almost inaudible.
After he finished speaking, his eyes rolled back and he completely lost consciousness.
The moment the person in his arms closed his eyes, Lu Yanjue felt that all the blood in his body solidified and his heart almost stopped beating.
She suppressed her grief and reached out her hand to feel the breath of her little classmate. Seeing that he was still breathing, the madness in his eyes that seemed to want to destroy the world was slightly lessened.
He protected his little study partner, as if he was afraid of scaring the unconscious person, and his voice couldn't be any softer: "Don't let the assassin die."
He wanted to let the other party know that death is actually a luxury.
The assassin in the dark met his eyes, his whole body stiffened, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.
Those scarlet eyes looked like a Shura crawling out of the abyss.
The exposed skin seemed to be suffering from the torture of slow slicing in those murderous eyes!
The border troops, who had been fighting for who knows how many years and had no shortage of blood and heads on their hands, felt their hair stand on end when they heard his light-hearted command.
This third prince looks gentle, but he is actually not a good person!
"Yes!"
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Lu Yanjue used a handkerchief to wipe the dirt off his hands, and the fishy smell all over his body was as strong as if he had just walked out of a pool of blood.
Not far away, a man who looked exactly like him asked nonchalantly, "Is he still alive?"
The two were now in an unknown dungeon. The environment was dark and humid, with the sound of dripping water constantly heard.
The candlelight on the four walls flickered, lengthening their shadows and making them look more like ghosts.
"Don't worry, I'm using the best medicine to keep him alive. He won't die." Lu Yanjue threw the handkerchief to the ground and kicked it away. "If you want to play, go ahead."
It seems that what he said was just a small toy that can be found everywhere and bought for a few copper coins.
His expression was cold and icy, totally different from his usual appearance.
However, Lu Yanchen adapted well. It could be said that this was his brother's true character.
Gentleness and patience are just a disguise to the outside world.
There is no such thing as a truly kind person among those who grew up in a cannibalistic harem.
"I'm not going." Lu Yanchen shook his head calmly. "My little companion is getting better. He might wake up tonight. This stench will definitely make him sick."
Lu Yanjue's eyes finally showed some tenderness, "Really? Then you really need to wash it thoroughly first."
My little companion has been in a coma for more than half a month since he was injured.
The wound from the hidden weapon was secondary; the poison on it was the main culprit that caused him to fall into a coma.
He had heard the words "I have to wake up tonight" countless times, but he always felt excited every time.
"Here." Lu Yanchen threw a white porcelain bottle to him, "Brother, please bring my little pet in. I'm sure they can get along well."
The so-called pet is both medicine and a poison.
It can strengthen a person's physique, but at the same time, it can also make one suffer from constant pain as if being eaten by thousands of ants.
He also has nothing to do with the word pure and kind.
The hatred towards the murderer who caused my little friend to fall into a coma is not less.
Lu Yanjue only took a glance and threw the porcelain bottle back, "You go by yourself."
He is busy and needs to clean himself up.
Lu Yanchen took the thing, and understood what was happening. His eyes turned cold, "Lu Yanjue, are you going to snatch it from me?"
He no longer called people "brother", but just addressed them by their full names.
In fact, he had already seen it, but he didn't want to cause a quarrel between brothers, so he held back and didn't say anything.
But the other party seemed less and less willing to hide it, and the sense of crisis in his heart gradually increased.
"Steal it from you?" Lu Yanjue sneered, his eyes full of disdain, "When did he become yours?"
The moment he saw his little friend fainting in his arms, he knew that he would never be able to let him go.
All that protection and blessing, go to hell.
If there are obstacles and dangers from the outside world, just eliminate them completely. Why suppress and give in?
When Lu Yanchen heard this, his mind suddenly flashed back to what his little friend had said, "Your Highness prefers to teach him his lessons," and his heart suddenly ached.
But he didn't show it at all, and sneered, "Otherwise, how could he still like you? Look at what you are like now."
His brother's real appearance is not the type that his little classmate likes.
Essentially, they both started from the same starting line.
The coldness on Lu Yanjue's face became even more intense, as if he had taken the form of a human being after being frozen for thousands of years.
Their eyes met and neither of them backed off, as if they were looking in a mirror.
On those identical faces, there is an almost crazy obsession with the same person.
At this moment, the two had surprisingly consistent thoughts, which was that it was absolutely impossible to let go.
In a trance, it seemed as if the souls were in resonance.
They spoke in unison, at the same time.
"fair play."