Rebirth of the first proud concubine

Chapter 1238 I'm at ease with her

"I'm here." Shen Zhihan's body also recovered his movements, so he replied and stretched out his hand, "Where is Yan'er?"

He also always felt that it was quieter here, and no matter how powerful he was, he still couldn't see anything. Fortunately, his keen perception allowed him to catch the breath not far behind him, so he turned and walked away.

"I feel you, wait for me to hold your hand."

Ye Buyan heard the voice coming from the left, listening to the sound of breathing, he seemed to be nervous and afraid, knowing that he was worried about her safety, so he walked slowly, and when he bumped into someone , and took his hand according to the feeling.

"I've got your hand." After holding her hand, Ye Buyan held it tightly, feeling his uneasy breathing, and the moment she held hands, she slowed down, as if she had gained a sense of security.

This feeling made Ye Buyan hold him even tighter, with a slight smile, "Hold my hand well."

Xing Tianjue was shrouded in darkness, and the invisible fear suddenly shrouded the sky. He seemed to see hell, and felt that he was in hell, surrounded by the sound of hungry dogs barking, and countless wooden sticks in the invisible, hitting him one after another. on him.

In his ears, there were even disgusting shouts, "If you are killed, why don't you die, how can you drag me down, if you can't become a prince, you can go to die."

Xing Tianjue froze in the darkness, unable to move even if he was free, allowing these invisible feelings to envelop him and submerge him, these were more like a pair of invisible hands, tightly strangling him throat, as if to kill him.

And the fear formed since childhood made him unable to resist. He could only open his mouth and breathe heavily, praying for the dawn to come.

When the sun rises, it will be over.

But this process was too difficult, and he felt that if he couldn't go on, he would die.

In this way, the stronger his fear, the more restless his breathing became.

Just when he thought he was going to die, his hands hanging on both sides were actually held by a pair of small hands.

I hold your hand.

Her brisk words moved away the hand that was strangling his throat, and the breath that was about to stop, breathed smoothly at this moment, and his mood calmed down.

hold my hand.

This soft voice, like an invisible hand, pushed away the fear covering his head and stabilized his emotions.

Snapped.

There was a sound, and a faint light of fire lit up in front of his eyes. He opened his eyes wide because of panic, and saw the girl whose drooping eyes lit up the fire folds. The darkness warmed his icy body.

is her.

Ye Buyan lowered his head and opened the fire folder. It just turned on, and before he could raise his hand to illuminate the surroundings, it went out. He couldn't help but frowned, and complained in a low voice, "The fire can't even light up, this place is too weird gone."

It took only a blink of an eye for the fire folder to light up, and she didn't even have time to take a look at Shen Zhihan, let alone the surrounding situation.

The fire that had just been lit was extinguished in an instant, and the surroundings were shrouded in darkness again.

But at this moment, Xing Tianjue was not afraid anymore, and he was also thankful that the fire was extinguished, and thankful that she lowered her head and did not see him, otherwise she would have let go of his hand.

There was a faint warmth from the small hand in the palm, which made him no longer afraid even if he was in the dark.

She is the ray of sunshine in his heart.

(End of this chapter)