Proudly follow your heart

Jun Zhanran held his wrist, the blood stained his sleeves and hem red, such a severe injury would naturally hurt, he only frowned, moved his eyes back, and pushed Nangong Cang Ao away violently——

Yu Bao failed in one blow, knowing what would happen if it fell into their hands, he wanted to fight to kill them all, so he stabbed again frantically.

The bloody dagger was immediately knocked down, Nangong Cang Ao struck back with anger, his palm was merciless like lightning, Yu Bao was no match, he spit out blood and flew out in an instant, his face turned blue, it seemed that he could not survive up.

This change happened in an instant, and when everyone looked at it intently, Yu Bao was already dead, and even if someone wanted to stop it, it was too late.

Yu Bao died, and the commander of the guards died in the Yingxiao League. How could the court rest?A catastrophe is inevitable.

But no matter what, the breakdown of the relationship between the Yingxiao League and the imperial court is a foregone conclusion. The Ye Xiaos have already fought their way out. Nangong Cang Ao sneered again and again, his face was like a stone, and he tore off his clothes and held them tightly in Jun Zhanran's hands. Wrapped around a few times, picked him up and put him beside Xiao Hu, cut off the rope on Xiao Hu's body with one knife, "Look at him for me!"

I have seen Nangong Cang Ao furious, but I have never seen such a gloomy expression. Xiao Hu nodded, Nangong Cang Ao turned around, and walked to the door. His knife tip was still dripping blood, and his palms killed Yu Yu. Leopard, seeing him approaching, the officers and soldiers who were closer to the door retreated unconsciously.

Yu Bao is dead, who else can bear the blame?A pair of eagle eyes swept across the crowd, and no one dared to look at him. The sun-shielding knife in Nangong Cang Ao's hand glowed red, like an electric glow, full of evil spirits. No one would suspect that if he fought against him at this time, , will definitely lead to a bloody storm.

"Let's retreat!" Master Liu, who led the troops, shouted urgently, stopping Nangong Cangao's footsteps. No one wants to die in the Yingxiao League. "You have lost more than a thousand lives, are you going to kill again?! Are you Really want to rebel?!"

Jun Zhanran was injured, Nangong Cangao was about to vent his anger, his eagle eyes turned, and a storm surged, "Retreat? Now you say you want to retreat? What do you think this is, where you can come and go when you want? It's not that easy !"

The sun-shielding knife came out like thunder, and human life seemed to be nothing under his knife. The officers and soldiers near Nangong Cangao were like wooden and stone puppets. They don't even want to die, and it seems that the war situation that has stopped is about to start again.

"Stop it all!" There was a cold reprimand from the crowd, it was none other than the man who caused this situation, his voice was cold, and he warned sharply, "Don't you want these people to live? You want them If you die, just do it!"

Hearing these words was like hearing the voice of Hades in the underworld. Lord Liu was startled immediately, recalling what he said before, thousands of lives were not killed by him, but they were lost in his hands after all. He brought three thousand, Only going halfway, how should I explain to His Majesty?

"Everyone stop!" Hearing this, everyone who did it stopped.

Nangong Cang Ao didn't stop, the sun-shielding saber was raised high and was about to fall when Jun Zhanran called him, "Cang Ao..."

He stopped, turned his head, and saw Jun Zhanran with bright red hands in his sight, and shook his head at him, "Don't waste time."

If it is delayed until dawn, when Huangde knows the news and finds a reason to wipe out the Yingxiao League, it will be too late to leave.Even if he didn't mention this, everyone present knew it.

"Isn't it a waste of time to seek justice for you?" Nangong Cang Ao said so, but he still put down the knife and walked in front of him.

He didn't stop because of his words, but because of his injury. Nangong Cang Ao leaned over to check his hand, but touched the wound on his body, gritted his teeth and took a breath. Only then did Jun Zhanran see his wound clearly. Under the ribs, if you want to go deeper, you can see the bones.

"I believe that the person who hurt you must be dead, but are you going to fight someone with this appearance?!" The bloody hand touched Nangong Cang Ao's ribs, and found that a large piece of golden sore medicine had been sprinkled on it, but The speed of the powder to stop the bleeding is not as fast as it flows out.

"What's going on!" Jun Zhanran gritted his teeth. What Nangong Cangao wanted was his nervousness. When he saw that he was really nervous, even more nervous and worried than he thought, he couldn't help laughing, "Golden sores The medicine is not enough."

He actually answered this nonchalantly?Jun Zhanran's face was slightly gloomy, but he forgot that his own hands were also bleeding. Xiao Hu took out a large bottle of wound medicine in his arms, and Master Liu at the other end couldn't wait to order his subordinates to back off, asking : "How can we bring them back from the dead? Could it be that they didn't die in the first place?"

Jun Zhanran gave him a cold look, but didn't answer. He took the medicine from Xiao Hu's hand and sprinkled it on the wound on Nangong Cang Ao's ribs, but he didn't pay any attention to it. At this time, they no longer need to worry about winning or losing.

At this time, the Yingxiao League has the upper hand, the two sides are clearly separated, separated at the two ends, and the dead land is in the middle, and Nangong Cang Ao and Jun Zhanran are located closest to the corpse, both of them are covered with blood , Under the moonlight, they care about each other, and there is an indescribable sense of strangeness in this mysterious scene.

At this time, there is no need to worry about being ambushed by others. People in the Jianghu are often injured, especially for Nangong Cangao. He doesn't care about his injuries, but he is very nervous about the blood on Jun Zhanran's hand After all, it was pierced by a dagger, so I took the golden sore medicine and applied it well, and said that I need to ask the doctor to take a good look.

They acted as if no one was there, and the members of the Yingxiao League didn't seem to notice them, and they were still waiting for them. The so-called Master Liu was a little anxious, but he was afraid that Jun Zhanran would let him go, and he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

He still remembers that cold look before, and he will never forget that this man didn't even move a finger, causing more than 1000 of his subordinates to fall to the ground without knowing whether they were alive or dead. Feel free to provoke this ghostly Wushuang.

Jun Zhanran's hand was well wrapped. He was sure that Nangong Cang Ao was fine. Thinking of just now, he raised his injured right hand, "I haven't been injured for many years. I didn't expect to make an exception today. In fact, I don't need to do anything at all. Yu Bao is just a mere Yu Bao. It might move you."

He forgot at the time that Nangong Cang Ao had experienced hundreds of battles and had rich experience in fighting the enemy. Even if he was injured, he would not be easily plotted against.

"It's called caring and chaos, because you can't see that I'm in danger." Nangong Cangao smiled in his eyes, took Jun Zhanran's hand and looked at it again, making sure that he was no longer bleeding, and then continued: " What's more, you only do it because you see me getting hurt, don't you?"

Jun Zhanran looked at him, the palm of his wrist was hot, and the cloth strips were wrapped around it, all wrapped up by Nangong Changfa Ao himself. He didn't need him to say, he knew what was on his mind. Apart from holding the knife, this man did nothing else. In fact, there seems to be nothing that he is not good at.

"Anyway, I told myself that nothing will happen to you." Jun Zhanran replied with a chuckle, looking at himself in a mess, and seeing Nangong Cang Ao covered in blood, he raised his eyebrows coldly.

"Huang De is going to kill him, and we don't have to be polite to him." Turning around, his ghostly eyes fell on Master Liu who was leading the troops.

"What else do you want?! Do you want to kill all three thousand officers and soldiers?" Mr. Liu was uneasy, and retreated while talking, still holding the weapon in his hand, but knew it would be useless, "Jun Zhanran , Nangong Cangao, killing everyone will do you no good at all, so you must not make the same mistakes again and again!"

He was convinced that the 3000 men he had brought could die here if the two men were willing.

"Wait!" At this moment, a fast horse came galloping, "Wait—don't do anything—"

Still far away, the voice shouted anxiously, as if afraid that there would be a bloody battle here.