Vol 5 Chapter 457: See An Yun

"Let's go, I will take you to the dungeon now." Zitong said.

"good!"

After Lin Yun answered, he took Lin Yun and left the sleeping hall.

After walking in the palace for about half an hour, I came to a remote hill.

The dungeon was built under this hill.

The dungeon in the imperial palace was guarded very tightly, but with the token given by the patriarch, Zitong took Lin Yun into the dungeon smoothly.

Inside the dungeon.

The dungeon is dark and humid, the environment is very poor, and there is a rancid smell.

In the cell at the innermost corner of the dungeon, An Yun was bound by a lock.

At this time, An Yun's face was pale, her eyes were dull, and she leaned motionless against the corner wall of the cell.

For An Yun, the dark and messy environment here is not a big deal.

For her, the most painful and helpless place is the lack of hope, the helpless despair.

An Yun knew that she was here and no one could save her.

She will never return to the human race. She has no future. How long will she be imprisoned here, millennia? Ten thousand years? Or maybe longer.

Maybe until she went mad and eventually collapsed and died.

The immortals do have an endless life span in the ancestral land, but some immortals have lived for too long, and they have no relatives in the world for a long time, until they can't find the meaning of living, and finally they go crazy and their consciousness collapses.

As far as An Yun is concerned, this kind of day without hope is the most terrifying, and it is easier to fall into this kind of result.

People who have lost hope are like walking corpses. How long can their will be maintained?

At this moment, there were footsteps in the corridor outside the cell.

An Yun didn't lift her head either, as if she hadn't heard any movement, she still curled up in the corner blankly.

The footsteps stopped at the door of An Yun's cell.

next moment.

"An Yun!"

A familiar voice sounded at the door of the prison.

An Yun heard this voice as if she suddenly saw light in the endless darkness.

An Yun's body trembled and immediately raised her head and looked at the door of the cell.

What caught her eyes was the familiar figure, Lin Yun!

"Young... Young Master!"

The moment An Yun saw Lin Yun, she was stunned. She only felt that she was dreaming at this moment. Seeing Lin Yun in the dungeon of the elf palace?

How unreal this is!

At this time, the forehead has been opened.

Lin Yun quickly rushed into the cell.

"An Yun, don't worry, everything will be fine!" Lin Yun rushed to the corner of the cell and helped An Yun up.

As a very powerful female monk, An Yun is naturally also a great beauty with a very good figure and a very good appearance, and she has the temperament of a strong woman.

But Lin Yun discovered that at this moment An Yun, because of the messy and humid environment here, her body was very dirty, her internal strength was restricted and unable to be used, and she could not use her internal strength to remove the dirt at all.

In addition, An Yun spends every day in despair, and her temperament has changed drastically, which is far different from before.

Looking at An Yun's appearance, Lin Yun felt pain in her heart.

"Young Master, really...really it's you? I...I didn't dream, did I?" An Yun, who was helped up, looked at Lin Yun with incredible eyes.

"An Yun, you didn't have a dream, I'm here to save you!" Lin Yun said as he stretched out his hand and gently wiped off the dirt around An Yun's eyes.

"Little Lord!"

At this moment, An Yun's emotions could no longer be stretched, she threw herself into Lin Yun's arms, her tears flowed down like a bank burst, like a greatly aggrieved child, she threw herself into the arms of someone she trusted and wept.

Even if An Yun is a strong man in the virtual realm, she is a woman after all.

She was chased and ran away without crying. She was besieged and injured by the Elves. She did not cry. After being caught, she did not cry.

But Lin Yun's appearance made her feel aggrieved and couldn't help it anymore.

"An Yun, you are suffering here." Lin Yun gently patted An Yun's fragrant shoulder to comfort.

As for Zitong, she stood by and watched quietly, without disturbing Lin Yun and An Yun.

After crying for a while, An Yun looked up at Lin Yun.

"Young Master, I'm sorry, I was so excited just now, I am now unkempt, my whole body is so dirty, it has soiled you, Young Master." An Yun said as she was about to withdraw from Lin Yun's embrace.

"What are you thinking about? If your heart is not dirty, people will never get dirty." Lin Yun embraced An Yun without letting her break free.