Proudly follow your heart

There seems to be a cloud of black mist looming in the mid-air, and the mist is misty and seems to be there.

The voice of the man in the mist was faint, but the people who were still alive couldn't take it lightly. The companion who was in front of him just now fell down and died inexplicably. How can people calm down? !

This didn't happen in a flash, but continued continuously. I don't know when, when the sound quieted down, there were not many living people around Jun Zhanran. The strange thing was that Xiao Hu was also in the crowd but was safe and sound. It seems that there is indeed a soul-searching hand that chooses who will live and who will die.

"Who else wants my life?" Youyou's voice was erratic.

In the dim night, the scenery was dim, and under the reflection of the flickering fire, there was only one person sitting in the pile of dead people. There was already a dead place at his feet, and there were living people a little further away.

One life and one death are like two worlds, one is the underworld and the other is the human world.

The night breeze was cool, and those who were still standing felt terrified, and some even yelled, "Ghost... there are ghosts..."

"Where are the ghosts?" There were corpses lying all over the ground in front of him, but his indifferent eyes seemed to have never seen it at all, so he still asked.

Not only the officers and soldiers sent by the imperial court, but even the people from the Yingxiao League and Xiao Hu didn't expect it.

They didn't expect Jun Zhanran to be captured not halfway, but intentionally. They didn't expect that he would come to the rescue without reinforcements and just two people, and they didn't expect that when he made a move, he would be so vicious.

If there are ghosts, wouldn’t it be that there are ghosts——

Ghost, Hand, None, Double.

People in the Jianghu called Jun Zhanran the Lord Jun. Since Wulou was related to the imperial court, except for business contacts, no one dared to trouble Wulou. Too many people valued the unparalleled pair of hands, rather than taking human life. After a long time, I may have forgotten what kind of method the master of Wulou used to deal with the provocative people who went up the mountain.

Jun Zhanran doesn't mind taking this opportunity to make people understand and remember well.

"Liu...Master Liu..." The people who are still alive are not close to Jun Zhanran, some are still outside the gate, and they saw the people inside the door fall one by one, and the living people spoke loudly Then trembling.

The middle-aged man who led the army also changed his expression drastically. He couldn't help but retreated a few steps outside the door, forced himself to calm down, and scolded: "Useless things! Where did the ghost come from in this world? It's the poison he used!"

Although the Eagle Howling League is big, it is impossible to squeeze 3000 people inside the gate, and most of them are people who entered the gate of the Eagle Howling League, and they have all fallen down. There are no wounds on their bodies, and their faces are calm, as if they are asleep.

This Lord Liu finally remembered who he caught, but he also regretted it very much. He should have expected that this Jun Zhanran would not be so easy to catch.

"Souhun, your name is quite appropriate." If anyone in the crowd could keep calm and even laugh, it might be Nangong Cangao.

Only he can remain indifferent to the death of more than 1000 officers and soldiers, although he knows that this means that there is no room for improvement in the relationship with the court, "It's just that I didn't expect you to be such a rescue method. If it is not as good as your plan , What are you going to do if something happens?"

But even Nangong Cangao didn't expect Jun Zhanran to come here with only Xiao Hu.

"My soul search, there is no chance." He looked away from the corpse under his feet, looked at Nangong Cangao, and changed his voice, showing a bit of calmness, "Did something happen to your sun-shielding knife?" one?"

Since there is no contingency in the Zheri Saber, how can there be any contingencies in Soul Search?Hearing the meaning of the words, Nangong Cangao raised his head and laughed, "Okay! With Zhanran here, let's see who else can stop the Yingxiao League today!"

Laughter resounded in the night sky, Master Liu, who led the soldiers, looked ugly in front of the door, one step away, only one step away, maybe he would perish under this soul-searching poison, he couldn't help questioning, "Jun Zhan Of course! What kind of sorcery did you use?! To kill a thousand of my subordinates, but not move one from the Yingxiaomeng?!"

Today's affairs are hard to be good. Jun Zhanran has already issued a warning to kill. How could he be afraid of being questioned, "Do you think I was captured just to come in here? I can tell you that the most subtle thing about the poison of searching for souls is not that it has a violent onset. How soon, but under special circumstances with other..."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the blood under Nangong Cang Ao's feet.

It wasn't someone else's blood, but dripped from him. Not only did he have wounds on his legs, but also his ribs? !

The bystanders only heard him halfway through, and suddenly stopped. Under the moonlight, that indifferent and unpredictable face became even colder, and he closed his eyes again, before continuing slowly, "The person who has been poisoned by the soul searcher has already I was hit by the soul-inducing incense."

With a deep voice, he explained slowly, but most of them didn't know what he was talking about. He only saw Nangong Cangao's injury, which might not be serious, but it was definitely not as serious as what he said.

The feeling of strong pressure along the way rushed to my heart in an instant, and I couldn't suppress it anymore.

Even if he didn't look at it, he still seemed to be able to smell the bloody smell coming from the other end. He clearly knew that it wasn't all Nangong Cangao's blood, but it was still...

The word "love" really hurts people, he made up his mind, but he couldn't deceive himself about the churning feeling, it was still difficult to settle down.

Ever since the Yingxiao League was besieged, Nangong Cang Ao stayed here to fight the enemy, waiting for his rescue, his heart has never been settled, no matter how calm he is, how well he calculates, how he convinces himself that Nangong Cang Ao will be fine... nothing. use.

"The landlord?" Xiao Hu, who was still tied up, called softly from behind.

Jun Zhanran absent-mindedly finished his soul search, and that Lord Liu threatened and yelled for a while, but he didn't respond at all. Could it be that he was distracted?

Who can be distracted at this time?How could the owner of the majestic fog building be distracted in such a place at such a time?Others probably wouldn't believe it, but Xiao Hu remembered that on the way to Yingxiaomeng, before nightfall, there were people coming and going on the street, he carried Jun Zhanran on his back and went straight to Yingxiaomeng...

It was on the street, with pairs of eyes looking at them with all sorts of strange looks. You have to know that when the landlord went out, he was not accompanied by a carriage and chairs, accompanied by servants and guards. Why was he being carried by someone like this alone? Running wild on the street?

So, it's just for one person.

"Zhan Ran?" Nangong Cang Ao called him, and he also noticed that something was wrong with him.

But unlike Xiao Hu, he also found Jun Zhanran's eyes, his eyes fell on his wound, and there seemed to be a bit of sigh and pity in it, even he himself didn't notice it, unconsciously , His sight has moved uncontrollably.

"Listen up, people outside the door. These people are dead. If you still want them to live, take them away immediately." Looking away as if nothing had happened, Jun Zhanran knew that this is not a good time to indulge.

When he said it casually, everyone was shocked, and the expression on Mrs. Liu's face could no longer be described with horror, "What?! The fuck is still alive?!"

Everyone is horrified, can the dead still live?

"I said yes, so I can." He smiled, and I don't know if this smile is more like Yan Luo who is demanding his life, or more like a living Buddha who is saving his life, "If you want them to live, you know what to do, otherwise, I will Not afraid to bear the lives of more than a thousand people."

Smiling coldly, he glanced at the corpses under his feet, and suddenly noticed a person, this person is not unfamiliar, he has been in the Yingxiao League today, he has not been enchanted by the soul-inducing incense, let alone fell among the dead... …

It was Yu Bao, who at some point broke the rope that bound him, mixed in the corpse, looked at each other, knew that he had been exposed, suddenly pulled out the dagger in his arms, raised his head and stabbed Nangong Cangao——

Because it was lying down, the angle of the knife was strange, and it went from bottom to top, as fast as lightning, and went straight to Nangong Cang Ao's ribs!His ribs are injured, how can he resist? !There is an injury on the leg, how to avoid it? !With no time to think, Jun Zhanran patted the armrest and used his strength to jump up!

"Be careful!" he yelled, and he stretched out his palm to touch you, and fell to the ground.

"Zhan Ran!" Nangong Cang Ao hurriedly picked him up, only to see that the palm of his hand was bright red, pierced by a dagger, and blood overflowed everywhere.