Proudly follow your heart

Lin Zhaoran, the figure outside the porch, didn't notice it, and was still talking. He was angry, and he was using it to vent his hatred, but what he said was not without reason.

Nangong Cangao is a person who can return blood with blood. Regarding Nangong Jin's death, he has not revealed a word for so many years. Even when the Nangong clan was almost wiped out, he was not in a hurry to take revenge, but arranged one by one. Every step of the way, when he arrived at Linnan, he could even laugh when he brought up the disaster of exterminating his family, what Huang De did.

It's not scary to have hatred in your heart, what's scary is that you can keep this hatred in your heart as if nothing had happened.

Jun Zhanran knows this better than anyone else, because he is also such a person, so when Lin Zhaoran speaks, he just listens, with a neither cold nor indifferent expression.

"You don't need to remind him of his thoughts." Finally, he said lightly, "Even if he wants the world, it is between him and me, and has nothing to do with you."

"You finally admit that he might want the world!" Lin Zhaoran's furious expression suddenly changed, and he became cautious. If Nangong Cangao really planned this, then his ambition is not insignificant.

This is Lin Zhaoran's temptation, Jun Zhanran's lips are curved slightly, a person who can still think in such a situation is indeed a usable talent.

"What does it matter if I admit it or not?" A light flashed in his long and narrow eyes.

The pair of eyes looking at Lin Zhaoran in the dark still only see the depth, which is so deep that it cannot see the bottom, and is so deep that there is no limit.

Jun Zhanran will not let people see his true thoughts, no matter whether he cares about Nangong Cangao's intentions or not, he will not show the slightest trace in front of Lin Zhaoran.

But... King An Jia's words and Lin Zhaoran's temptation...

Vaguely, something in the mind was touched.

In the eyes of others, Nangong Cang Ao has always been an unrestrained person. He behaves like a human being, never disdains to obey others, and has always had his own opinions. Once he and himself remove Huang from the throne, he will still Who do you take orders from?

In the gloomy aisle, Jun Zhan ran his expressionless face without ups and downs, and turned around to meet the other pair of eyes.

Nangong Cang Ao's eyes.

"What are you thinking, you didn't notice that I was behind you." Unable to tell whether it was a joke or blaming his carelessness, the man who came out of the deeper darkness approached with a smile.

Those eyes seemed to be smiling, but there was no smile in them.

He must have heard what he said just now.

Before Jun Zhanran could speak, Nangong Cangao turned his eyes to Lin Zhaoran, his sharp eyes suddenly looked like knives, and came straight at him like something tangible—— murderous aura!

Lin Zhaoran was stunned when he saw Nangong Cang Ao appearing just now, but now he was alerted by the murderous aura, and retreated quickly.

But the cell is not big, where can he retreat?Nangong Cangao's ability, if he really wants to use him, where can he escape?

Hitting his back against the mottled wall, Lin Zhaoran suddenly stood up straight, his eyes facing each other like knives like swords, friends in the past turned against each other when they met again, and now, if we talk about friendship, I don't know how much is left.

If you ask Lin Zhaoran to tell you, even the past friendship, how much is true and how much is false.

"Lin Zhaoran, you know why I keep you. Now that you know, don't talk nonsense, lest I regret keeping you." Different from the murderous look at the previous moment, the man leaning against the wall was slightly crooked. With his head down, his posture is relaxed, and there is a bit of kindness in the half-smile.

It's like a piece of advice from an old friend.

But in fact this is not advice, but a warning.

Lin Zhaoran heard the air of iron and blood from Nangong Cang Ao's seemingly brisk words, and even saw the killing intent from that smile, like a sunshade out of its scabbard, a sharp knife full of blood, the man who wields the knife is the real one. It's cold-blooded.

Lin Zhaoran's back shivered, and he looked at Nangong Cangao calmly, "So, are you really planning this?"

With a sneer, Jun Zhanran walked between him and Nangong Cangao, blocking Lin Zhaoran's sight.

He met Nangong Cang Ao's gaze, exchanged a glance, winked, turned around and walked out without opening his mouth.

Nangong Cangao followed, ignoring Lin Zhaoran's call, the two passed by the cell, Lin Zhaoxia stuck her head out when she heard footsteps, and begged her to be released, the two men did not stop.

Jun Zhanran walked straight out without saying a word. Nangong Cangao followed closely behind him. There was no conversation, but the atmosphere was different from the past.

He knew what Jun Zhanran was thinking, "Could it be that you believe what he said?"

The tone of these words was not brisk. In front of Jun Zhanran, Nangong Cangao didn't need to hide anything, "Or do you want this world too, lest I come to seize it?"

Having said that, the tone of voice was clearly displeased, and the mocking tone was extremely obvious.

"What a joke!" Jun Zhanran snorted, stopped suddenly, turned his head and stood under the tree, "The world? Whose world is this? Xia Guo is eyeing a tiger, and the situation in the five countries is chaotic. Rinnan is just a small country. What can we do to win it?" The world, what are you talking about seizing the world?"

The slight cold wind blew his black hair, making his face even colder, but Nangong Cang Ao thoughtfully, and said slowly, "The fact that you can say these words means that you have nothing to do with this matter. thought about it."

Jun Zhanran's pupils tightened for a while, and Nangong Cangao continued, "After all, you really have the right to think so."

Xia Guo has dominated the world for a long time, and several countries have surrendered. If it weren't for Huang De's incompetence, if it weren't for Beijiang's rebellion, the position of supremacy would never be shaken. The prince of Xia Guo is naturally qualified to think so.

He is more than qualified to think that even if he ranks in the ninth five, it is only natural for him to ascend the throne and look down on the world.

When mentioning the past, Jun Zhanran's heart suddenly burst into flames, he gritted his teeth fiercely, stared at Nangong Cang Ao, and suddenly bullied him.

The next moment Nangong Cang Ao was bumped into the flowers, his lips were hot, and the white hibiscus that only bloomed in winter was scattered like a rain of flowers and flew away.

Holding the hair at the back of Nangong Cang Ao's head tightly, Jun Zhanran gnawed his lips fiercely, as if venting hatred or expressing love, the flying white hibiscus fluttered a few times in the wind, blowing away After a while, there was a burst of cold fragrance.

"My vengeance will definitely be avenged, together with your vengeance for killing your father! Huangde will pay the price, together with the entire Xia Kingdom in his hands! I will take away from him everything that should belong to me, I want him Taste the same suffering as I suffered that day! I want him to watch with his own eyes, see the land of Xia Kingdom return to my hands inch by inch!"

This is the first time he has used such strong emotion to talk about the year and the hatred in his heart. A few white stamens flew by and were curled up by the black hair entwined in the wind, reflecting the pair like a cold fire. Eyes, that cold and stern charm made it impossible to look directly at.

"Then, do you want this world?" Nangong Cangao's eyes were pressing as he was close at hand.

"What I want is not the world—"

"It's not the world, so what is it?"

The wind blew, blowing Jun Zhanran's black hair, bringing a sharp fragrance, he smiled coldly, "I just want to get back what belongs to me."

Raising his eyes, Jun Zhanran looked into the other's eyes, it seemed that Nangong Cangao's eyes had the same ambition, and it seemed that it was just an illusion, just the reflection of his own eyes.

"Okay!" Nangong Cang Ao held his face fiercely, "If you want the world, I will give it to you! I, Nangong Cang Ao, are here to take back what belongs to you!"

Jun Zhanran was not moved, but just looked at him with a smile, and said slowly, "Aren't you, are you already doing this?"

Came to Linnan, tried to win the military power, and used the reputation of the Nangong family as a gamble. Although it was for the revenge of killing his father and family, wasn't Nangong Cangao also for him?

"Zhan Ran——" Nangong Cang Ao couldn't express his feelings at this moment in words for this man who was cold on the surface but actually saw everything thoroughly and understood everything.

"Even if it is true in the future as Lin Zhaoran said, you are not willing to obey others, even if you are tempted by the world as he said... that's okay, Nangong Cangao is Nangong Cangao, everything I get belongs to you half."

Hearing Jun Zhanran's sudden words, Nangong Cangao's eyes moved, "It sounds like we are just using each other to get what we need."

"That's not what I meant!" Jun Zhanran didn't expect to be so misinterpreted, but Nangong Cangao looked at him seriously, "Are you really worried that I will take your things?"

Jun Zhanran was about to deny it, but he didn't speak right away, but Nangong Cangao frowned at this moment of hesitation, his face darkened, "...I thought that you had no doubts about me, and I also thought that you Your affection for me is enough to match the hatred in your heart."

But I didn't expect that even if there is love, hatred still exists, and it is still like a gangrene, like a shadow.

Hatred seems to be before love.

"I won't ask you whether revenge is important or me is more important to you. I know you can't answer this question." Nangong Cang Ao looked at him coldly.

"I'm not as broad-minded as you are." Jun Zhanran never shy away from his vengeful nature, how many people would encounter such a tragedy in childhood, betray relatives, and life would be like death?

Nangong Cang Ao could understand, but couldn't accept it, and frowned even tighter. Jun Zhan knew that he was unhappy, but he didn't know how to explain his feelings to him, "Cang Ao! Don't think about it! How I treat you, don't you? Know?!"

"I know." Nangong Cang Ao smiled, a little self-deprecating.

He is the kind of man who will ask for everything if he wants it. How can he bear that his affection for him is not the first in his heart?

"I don't think you know!" Seeing that he cared so much, Jun Zhanran also regretted that he hadn't expressed his understanding before, but how can he explain clearly now.

Kissing Nangong Cang Ao's lips suddenly, pulling away his sleeves, Jun Zhanran sucked and kissed his lips, and then bit his neck and chest...

The half-person tall white hibiscus cluster was turbulent for a while, and the cold petals fell on Jun Zhanran's hot palm, and moved on Nangong Cangao's chest together with the slightly cold and fiery temperature.

"You don't know, Cang Ao, you must not know how I treat you! If it weren't for love, why would I want to want you so hard, why would I drink medicine properly these days, just to get better soon? I remember, Maybe you haven't touched me for a long time... You can bear it? Did you go out to find another woman? Or a man...

His breathing became short and disordered. Jun Zhanran was suddenly questioned, and his heart was already in a mess. He tore Nangong Cangao's clothes, as if he wanted to swallow him up. Nangong Cangao had never been able to resist him who was so enthusiastic. , how can I care about other things.

"What man and woman, you don't know yet, I only want you." Nangong Cangao responded enthusiastically as he untied his belt in response to his movement. Jun Zhanshu gave him a hard bite on his ear, and he took a deep breath.

Jun Zhanran seemed to be smiling, but his movements showed no tendency to slow down, "You said that, you want me...I'll give it to you..."

Staggering on his feet, he pulled Nangong Cang Ao down and kissed him. Although no one passed by the bushes behind the house, it was after all in broad daylight. Jun Zhanran had never been so indulgent, and he felt an indescribable wanton pleasure.