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

"good!"

After Lin Yun responded, he took Lin Yun away from the bedroom.

After walking in the palace for about half an hour, we arrived at a remote hill.

The dungeon is built under this hill.

The dungeons in the palace were very strict, but Zitong held the token given by the patriarch and successfully took Lin Yun into the dungeon.

Inside the dungeon.

The dungeon is dark and humid, the environment is poor, and there is also a rotten smell.

In the cell in the innermost corner of the dungeon, An Yun was tied up by a spirit lock.

At this time, An Yun looked pale, her eyes were dull, and she leaned motionless against the wall in the corner of the cell.

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

For her, the most painful and helpless part is the inability to see hope and the helpless despair.

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

She will never return to the human race. She has no future anymore. I don’t know how long she will be imprisoned here, thousands of years, ten thousand years, or more.

Maybe it will be until she goes crazy and eventually she will die of consciousness.

The immortals do have an endless life span in the ancestral land, but some immortals live for too long and long, and have no relatives in the world until they cannot find the meaning of living, and eventually they go crazy and their consciousness is disintegrated.

For An Yun, such days without hope are the most terrifying and are more likely to fall into this result.

Those who lose hope are like walking corpses. How long can the will last?

At this moment, footsteps came from the corridor outside the cell.

An Yun's head didn't raise her head, as if she didn't hear any movement, and she was still curled up in the corner.

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

The next moment.

"Anyun!"

A familiar voice sounded at the prison door.

When An Yun heard this sound, she felt as if she suddenly saw light in the endless darkness.

An Yun's delicate body trembled, she immediately raised her head and looked at the prison door.

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

"Young Master...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 Royal Palace?

How unreal this is!

At this time, the forehead was already open.

Lin Yun rushed into the cell quickly.

"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 a beautiful woman with excellent figure and good looks, and has the temperament of a strong woman.

But Lin Yun discovered that at this moment, An Yun was dirty and humid because of the dirty and humid environment here, her whole body was very dirty, and her internal force was bound and unable to use it. She could not use her internal force to remove dirt.

In addition, An Yun spends her life in despair every day, and her temperament has changed greatly, which is a world of difference from before.

Seeing An Yun's appearance made Lin Yun feel ache in his heart.

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

"An Yun, you didn't dream, I'll save you!" Lin Yun said, stretching out his hand and gently wiped away the dirty things next to An Yun's eyes.

"Young Master!"

At this moment, An Yun could no longer hold back her emotions and threw herself into Lin Yun's arms. Her tears flowed down like a dam, like a child who had suffered great grievances, and she threw herself into the arms of the trusted person to cry.

Even if An Yun is a strong man in the Void Dao Realm, she is a woman after all.

She was chased and fled without crying, she was besieged by the elves and injured, she did not cry, and she was locked up here after being caught.

But Lin Yun's appearance made her feel awkward and could no longer bear it.

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

As for Zitong, she stood aside and watched quietly, not disturbing Lin Yun and An Yun.

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

"Young Master, I'm sorry, I was so excited just now. I'm now unkempt and dirty, I'm messy. You are dirty, you are dirty." An Yun said, and was about to withdraw from Lin Yun's arms.
Chapter completed!