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What to do, the answer was in front of him, he wiped the blood from his lips.

"Cang Ao! Let's go—" Brushing away the wet hair in front of his eyes, Jun Zhanran pressed hard on his legs that had become cold in the rain, and the cry came from under the cliff.

"Shut up!" Ya Shang's roar answered him.

The sky was gloomy, with the sound of hacking and killing and the sound of rain, it seemed that there was nothing else in Xia Nanguan, only swords and fists, fists and feet.

Facing the cold wind and rain, Jun Zhanran raised his eyes and saw that there was a thick black mist above him. Nangong Cangao's figure appeared and disappeared in this rain and mist. He opened his eyes and let the rain and mist come in. He didn't move his eyes. It seems that as long as one closes his eyes, Nangong Cang Ao in the rain and fog may disappear from his eyes at any time.

He never thought that he would get to where he is today, which is different from his original intention when he met this man, and he never thought that he would make a decision at this moment...

Ever since he came to Xia Nanguan, the lingering thoughts in his mind began to become clearer and clearer. He still beat his legs one after another, and Jun Zhanran's black jade-like eyes shot out a sharp cold light.

Suddenly, he slashed with his palm, smashed the stones on the cliff, picked up a sharp piece of stone, and cut it towards his leg——

The blood flowed down from his body along with the rain, and he didn't realize it, and cut another slash down, revealing a bloody wound under the soaked clothes, and the scarlet flesh became slightly pale under the impact of the rain. whitish.

Nangong Cang Ao has been paying attention to the situation under the cliff all the time. Seeing what he did, his heart tightened suddenly, and he roared like thunder, "What are you doing?!"

Jun Zhanran should have heard it, but there was no response. Mu Zhaoran on the edge of the cliff glanced at him, how could he miss this opportunity, "If it wasn't for him, you would have been able to get out of trouble a long time ago, Nangong Cangao, I didn't expect you to pick me a thousand times." Wanxuan, you chose such a man in the end, and let him become your weakness."

At this moment, the situation is favorable to him. If we don’t take advantage of this opportunity, when will we wait? Staring at him closely, there was no emotion in his eyes.

There was no emotion in his eyes, but the sun-shielding knife in his hand seemed to gather all the killing intent in an instant, and a dazzling red light burst out suddenly, and the slashing seemed to bring bloody light all over the sky.

Mu Zhaoran retreated to avoid his sharp edge, screams rang out around him, Nangong Cang Ao actually ignored him, the light of the saber was like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, the soldiers around them were separated in an instant.

What is a bloody storm is right in front of you.

The blood was like rain, and with the rain, there were a large number of corpses and stumps on the ground. Even Mu Zhaoran couldn't help being shocked. Only then did he realize that stimulating Nangong Cang Ao was not good for him. Or kill yourself.

Nangong Cang Ao actually left him as an opponent, and only picked his subordinates to kill. The name of Zheri Dao is famous all over the world. How can ordinary soldiers be the opponent of Yingshuai? Before he can resist, he sees his head flying Then, a few steps behind, the corpse slowly fell down.

Who would dare to resist such a cruel method?It's fine if it's someone who has nothing to do with me, but this happened to my companion. One move, one move, and a living person is like a piece of broken meat, scattered on the ground in the blink of an eye.

The expression of the person who moved the knife remained unchanged, as if what was being chopped up was just a piece of meat, and there was still a terrible smile on the corner of his mouth, one or two, ten or twenty, he seemed to be able to kill like this forever, without mercy, let alone Will be soft.

Facing such an opponent, who dares to move forward, who has the guts to see his companions fall one by one, as long as he is human, he will not have the courage to face this madman in front of him.

This is Nangong Cang Ao's intention, he did it on purpose to create a deterrent!When the screams sounded again, Mu Zhaoran gritted her teeth and cursed, "Nangong Cangao! You have the guts to charge me!"

"Sooner or later, it will be your turn. If there is something wrong with the people under the cliff today, I will wash Xia Nanguan with blood. You and your subordinates will all die!"

The red light suddenly appeared, and the sun-shielding knife was rolled up, "Ye Xiao listens to the order! Pass Xianan Pass, and kill those who stand in the way—"

The rain has turned to blood.

With the shining red sun-shielding knife, blood rained down from the sky. Seeing such a heavy hand from him, the night owls who had not yet left Xia Nanguan, and Xiao Hu and others in Wulou were all terrified. Hearing the sound, he came back to his senses.

"But the host..." Xiao Hu anxiously approached the edge of the cliff, the host is still at the bottom of the cliff, how do you tell them to go?

"Listen to him, pass Xia Nanguan!" Jun Zhanran's voice seemed to come from far away, misty in the rain and fog. Xiao Hu had never seen it, nor had Nangong Cang Ao seen it. Both legs were covered in blood and flesh.

What Mu Zhaoran wants is to use him to blackmail everyone, how can he let him do what he wants?

The wet long clothes stuck to his body, as if it had become a part of him, it was cold from the inside to the outside, and the stone in his hand had turned blood red, if the people on the cliff saw this scene, they would definitely be furious Be furious, be mad.

If there were other people here, they would be horrified at what he was doing at the moment. The owner of the Wulou, who is known as the ghost-handed Wushuang, seemed to be possessed, and cut the flesh and blood on his legs one by one, maybe because he didn't feel pain. The movement of his hands continued.

"Lord!!" Xiao Hu reached the edge of the cliff, and yelled out loud, his trembling and horrified tone made Nangong Cang Ao's knife-wielding hand pause for a moment.

He didn't dare to look down because he was afraid that Jun Zhanran would do something stupid, and he was even more afraid that he would not be able to control his emotions. Only by killing could he calm down, and only by ending the battle as soon as possible could the people under the cliff be saved, but Xiao Hu's voice Exclaimed, but it was difficult for him to calm down.

"Xiao Hu! How is he?!" Couldn't help but asked.

"The landlord!! You are..." Xiao Hu replied inadvertently, rushing to the edge of the cliff, looking at the mid-air below the cliff in disbelief, a pool of blood had already accumulated on the protruding rock, and with the rain, like blood Falling down like a waterfall.

I couldn't see Jun Zhanran's face, but I could clearly see the movement of him cutting off his legs, cold and heartless as if they were not his legs, but something that had nothing to do with him.

"Lord! Are you crazy?!" Even if his legs were cut off, the landlord still couldn't move around!Xiao Hu was so anxious that he wiped the rain off his face.

Jun Zhanran glanced up, his face remained expressionless, his hands never stopped, his drenched black hair was like a streak of ink, mixed with blood, and his hands were already stained with blood, but it was not the blood of others.

Could it be that the landlord wants to injure himself, break his own legs to reduce the burden, and climb up the cliff with his hands? !Xiao Hu didn't dare to think that way, but thoughts flooded his mind. He searched for broken vines, ropes, and everything that might pull Jun Zhanran up, but found nothing.

It is not impossible to save people if they can tear clothes into shreds and connect them with a long rope, but how many people have the time to do that now that the army is surrounded?The host attaches great importance to the lives of his subordinates, so how could he allow them to gather together and build this long rope at the risk of being killed?

"Xiao Hu, you go." Holding the stone in his hand, Jun Zhanran ordered in a cold voice, not knowing whether it was sweat or rain on his face.

"I won't go!" Xiao Hu's voice trembled, "The landlord is very strict with us on weekdays, but I am by my side, and I know the personality of the landlord best, and the landlord is willing to sacrifice his life here for us, how can I leave ! Do you want us to abandon the Lord and flee?!"

Jun Zhan remained silent, which seemed to mean that was exactly what he meant.

"Lord! Stop!" Shouting anxiously, Xiao Hu couldn't stand it anymore, turned his head and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Commander Ying, save the landlord! He is hurting himself! Please save our landlord! Save the landlord -"

A big man couldn't help but his eyes were red, and the mournful cry made everyone's hearts tremble. Seeing this, Nangong Cang Ao already knew that the situation under the cliff was not good. Throwing down the opponent, he flew to the edge of the cliff.

"Don't let him come over!" Jun Zhanran scolded coldly, Xiao Hu hesitated on the spot.

"Are you going to violate the order?!" The voice from the bottom of the cliff was even colder, "Xiao Hu! I said don't let him come over!"

But it was already too late, Nangong Cang Ao had already reached the edge of the cliff, seeing the scene on the rock under the dead branches of grass and vines, Nangong Cang Ao was suffocated, his internal organs seemed to be pulled out in an instant, and they were torn fiercely over again.

Jun Zhanran looked up indifferently, frowning tightly, "Don't look."

"Stop." Nangong Cang Ao's eyes seemed to be fixed on that point, and no matter how hard he moved, he saw the blood on his hands, he also saw the blood on his body, and saw him leaning against the stone wall soaked all over, he couldn't help it. See his bloody legs.

And Jun Zhanran just shook his head.

Nangong Cangao's throat rose and fell, he took a deep breath, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Jun Zhanran! I tell you to stop!"

Even if it's just one step, one step is fine, as long as he can stand up, it only takes one step, and he can grasp the rock wall to the edge of the cliff, and prevent Nangong Cang Ao from being controlled by others because of him.

Jun Zhanran looked at the face above, at the ferocious Nangong Cangao, and ignored his roar.

It only takes one step, one step away.

"Nangong Cangao!" A long sword was suddenly placed on Nangong Cangao's neck. At some point, Nangong Youyu sneaked to the edge of the cliff, and he was not dead yet. "Mu Zhaoran is right, you chose the wrong one." Otherwise, it would be so easy to be restrained by me, it is really rare."

Nangong Cangao only had Jun Zhanran in his eyes and heart, and he had long since left everything behind, not even noticing when he approached.

"No matter how strong you are, if you have this weakness, you won't be afraid." Nangong Youyu licked the blood from the corner of his mouth while laughing, and pressed the long sword on his neck, forcing him to turn around and face the Everyone said, "Nangong Cangao is in my hands, if any of you dare to move, I will cut off his head!"

The rain became lighter, and amidst the patter of raindrops, the night owls who had not yet had time to break out of Xia Nan Pass slowly put down their swords.

The battle stopped, and there was only the sound of rain in the sky and the earth. The guards, the night owl from the Yingxiao League, and the guards from the Wulou stood in place one by one. Everyone had different expressions. Mu Zhaoran's eyes flashed, and he saw Nangong Cangao being killed A trace of complexity flashed across his eyes.

Ye Xiao and the people in Wulou were full of resentment, but the soldiers showed joy, but before the smile spread to their faces, their expressions suddenly changed. They pointed behind Nangong Youyu as if they saw a ghost, "He ……he……"

he?Nangong Youyu was about to turn around when he heard a puff and felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He lowered his head and watched helplessly as a hand penetrated his chest——

Blood dripped down the fingertips. This hand has almost no flaws. The fingers are very slender, slender and powerful, and every joint is very well-proportioned. They are not as soft and white as a woman's hands, but each nail is very smooth , as if it itself is a treasure carved by a skilled craftsman, faintly glowing in the blood.

It was such a hand that slowly penetrated his chest, and the heart-piercing pain spread all over his body. Nangong Youyu's hand softened, and the long sword fell to the ground. He tried to turn his head back, as if seeing a ghost, he opened his eyes wide and straightened. Stare at the person behind.

"Jun...Zhan...but..." There was a rattling sound in his throat, Nangong Youyu didn't understand until his death how the cripple who fell under the cliff appeared behind him.