Proudly follow your heart

"Mu Zhaoran!" Nangong Cangao took a few steps quickly, but he didn't dare to step forward. Jun Zhanran was in the hands of others, and he would fall off the cliff with just one effort.

"It's rare to see you in such a hurry. It's really strange." Mu Zhaoran took a good look at his expression, and grabbed the sleeve in his hand. If Jun Zhanran died, now is a good time.

"If you dare to let go..." Nangong Cangao stood still on the ground, the horse behind him neighed, and the swords clashed, but he remained motionless, his eyes imprinted with the glint of a knife, as if a piece of biting ice was condensed.

"If you dare to let go, I will make you regret living in this world." Each word was like a knife slashed out, carrying a bloody aura.

Mu Zhaoran could feel this dangerous aura, the saber aura emanating from Nangong Cang Ao's hand, and the killing intent on his body, all showed that he was not joking, "If I let him go, how can I take you down? If you want me to say, It's also thanks to you taking a fancy to this man, it's really not easy for me to fight you to restrain you."

While speaking, he glanced down and saw a pair of eyes as black as spar.

Mu Zhaoran was stunned, his eyes were carved out of black jade, reflecting light coldly, like an ancient well and black hole, bottomless, and the bottom was not calm water, but a deep and boundless fire.

This is a night fire from Yama Hell, burning faintly, "You know, if I cut off my sleeves, no one will be able to coerce you."

"Are you threatening me?" Mu Zhaoran looked at the hostage in his hand unexpectedly. The world-famous Guishou Wushuang was as indifferent as people said, and at this moment, he didn't even show any nervousness.

Jun Zhanran's body was suspended in the air, half-hanging on the cliff, and the sleeve of one hand was held by Mu Zhaoran. Not only was he not nervous, but he smiled slightly, "Maybe you should be thankful that my clothes are always good, otherwise... you I will regret living in this world."

He looked behind Mu Zhaoran, his eyes flashed, and Nangong Cang Ao's stormy face was just above.

Looking at each other, Jun Zhanran sighed, raised his eyebrows, and smiled a little, "I didn't fall into the hands of others on purpose, and I don't want to die, but if I die, others will be handed over to you..."

"Shut up!" Nangong Cang Ao's face was tense, he gritted his teeth and said angrily, "This is not the time to joke!"

"Who is joking with you? This is what you Nangong Cangao is good at, but not my Jun Zhanran." When talking about life and death, his tone was still so light. Mu Zhaoran raised his other hand up.

He clung to the cliff with one hand, and suddenly a force surged from his sleeves. It was Mu Zhaoran who pulled him up, but then he lifted the long sword in his hand and put it on his neck.

"Mu Zhaoran! How dare you!" Nangong Cangao took a step forward, then stopped suddenly.

He had a chance to do it, but at this moment, he didn't dare to do it.

What is meant by a mouse-hunting weapon is precisely his current mood. Mu Zhaoran's skills are not weak, and he dare not risk Jun Zhanran's life at all.

The sound of the heartbeat was unprecedentedly violent. He saw the blade resting on Jun Zhanran's neck, and the person restrained by the long sword was actually in a daze at this moment. Jun Zhanran didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes seemed to be Frozen in nothingness, he didn't resist at all.

Nangong Cangao was secretly anxious, but Mu Zhaoran didn't care why the hostage in his hand was so quiet, and dragged Jun Zhanran from the cliff to the tree, with the long sword still facing him.

"I don't dare to deceive you. You Nangong Cangao are so bold. You and I have a friendship. I didn't expect that one day His Majesty would order me to take you down. You should be the pillar of the Xia Kingdom. You have fallen to such a point, you are really fascinated by this man!" With a finger of the long sword, the battle armor on Mu Zhaoran made a cold and crisp sound.

"Listen everyone, Guishou Wushuang is in my hands, and whoever dares to resist, I'll cut off his head!" Before Nangong Cangao could take any action, Mu Zhaoran yelled. Hu and the others suddenly slowed down their movements.

They looked at the cliff, not only the people from Wulou, not only Xiao Hu, but Wen Rufeng and other Ye Xiaomen from the Yingxiao League couldn't help fighting and retreating, hesitating to stop.

When they stopped, life and death were judged. If everyone fell into Mu Zhaoran's hands, would he let Jun Zhanran go?If the hostage in his hands doesn't work for him anymore, how can he show mercy?

"Don't stop!" There was a cold cry from the edge of the cliff.

Nangong Cangao gritted his teeth tightly and stared closely at Jun Zhanran. He said the words. Some people were surprised, some couldn't believe it, but some smiled and understood his intentions.

"Let's all go, pass Xianan Pass, go to Linnan." Calmly as if the long sword around his neck was not pointing at him at all, Jun Zhanran spoke slowly and clearly.

The voice spread on the scene of the battle, and at the same time, a muffled thunder fell from the sky, and there was a boom.

The sky darkened and the cold wind howled. The people in the battle hesitated a little. After leaving like this, what should the Yingshuai and the host who are left behind do?

Nangong Cangao and Jun Zhanran looked at each other, he no longer looked at how Nangong Nian, Wen Rufeng, Ye Xiao was, he only looked at one person, that person was sitting under a tree, his frail legs were covered by the hem of his clothes , but the upper body is quite straight, that is an expression that no one can imitate.

"Leader!" Wen Rufeng shouted excitedly, "Luo Qian and the others are here!"

But the pursuers also came, there were many generals defending the frontier outside Xia Nan Pass, a large number of people came together, what a mess.

"Go!" Shen Sheng replied, and the person who answered was Jun Zhanran, "Say it again, everyone go! Pass Xianan Pass!"

He wants them to break through the level, wants them to abandon their master and break through the level first? !

Unsure where it came from, Xiao Hu took the lead, "The landlord has his life! Break through!"

"Break through the barrier! Break through the barrier!" Not only the people from the Wulou responded, not only Luo Qian who came to join him, but also Ye Xiao from the Yingxiao League.

Mu Zhaoran was secretly surprised, he never expected that Jun Zhanran's existence had been accepted by these people in the Yingxiao League, and they would react like this without Nangong Cangao's order.

In Xianan Pass, on the side of the cliff in the city, one side's troops broke through, and the other side's officers and soldiers gathered, but on the other side of the cliff, there was still a stalemate.

As long as the lord takes advantage of the chaos to save Lord Jun... The Ye Xiaos have their own plans in their hearts, but Xiao Hu has another idea when he walks so fast.

He is Jun Zhanran's personal bodyguard, and even a confidant. They, the landlord who is known as Ghost Hands Wushuang, were sitting in a wheelchair and tied with Yingshuai at that time, but now they only lost a seat. Would they still lose to this man? Peach blossom eyes.

"Mu Zhaoran! You can't let them go!" Nangong Youyu rushed over, seeing that Jun Zhanran had fallen into Mu Zhaoran's hands, he was relieved, but if the others left, how would they explain to His Majesty.

"Nangong Yuyu, you and I have our own duties. Your task is to sneak around Nangong Cang Ao and be responsible for informing the news. This place has nothing to do with you." Without even looking at him, Mu Zhaoran was facing It was Jun Zhanran, who didn't dare to look away, let alone take it lightly.

How could Nangong Yuyu give up, and was robbed before he could speak, "Besides, they can't run away." The voice changed, and Mu Zhaoran shouted, "Listen, today you abandon the Lord and leave, it is Unrighteousness, treason against the country, is inhumanity, and unrighteous people still want to pretend to be chivalrous! I don’t think the Eagle Howling League should be called the Eagle Howling League, but the Shrinking Turtle League!”

After saying that, I laughed out loud.

When two armies confront each other, morale is the most important thing, not to mention that we are outnumbered. The Nangong family, including Nangong Nian, was very angry when they heard the words. They turned around and walked back. Ye Xiao also hesitated, and Xiao Hu couldn't help cursing in his heart , His grandma's, this thing is amazing!

Already in the city, the people rushing towards the checkpoint suddenly slowed down. Seeing that someone even stopped, Nangong Cang Ao squinted his eyes, his face darkened, but he smiled instead of anger.

He first asked Jun Zhanran in a low voice, "How are you?"

"I'm fine." Feeling a bit strange, Jun Zhanran replied truthfully, looking at Nangong Cang Ao thoughtfully, and the man he was watching showed a strange smile.

"Zhan Ran still remembers that I asked if you would forgive me if I kept something from you."

"remember."

"You have to think about it now, what is the answer?" Seeing that Mu Zhaoran would not do anything to Jun Zhanran for a while, and believing that Jun Zhanran's self-protection would not be a problem, Nangong Cangao turned around.

"Nangong Yuyu, do you know why I am against Huangde? And you, Mu Zhaoran, do you know why Huangde is so hot on her heels and refuses to let my Nangong family go anyway?" Nangong Cang Ao swept his gaze away. The voices spread out, and amidst the thunder, the mysterious tone rang in everyone's ears.