Proudly follow your heart

"Cang Ao...you..." Jun Zhanran didn't know what to say, should he continue to be angry, or should he reflect on his past attitude?

But this is no longer a matter between him and Nangong Cang Ao, "Since you have not died, then you must have learned about Xia Guoshun from their mouths, but when I was about to fulfill my wish, I found out that you died That's it—Nangong Cangao, do you really understand what kind of mood I was in at that time?"

Jun Zhanran was both happy and angry, with a complex expression, Nangong Cangao could still find traces of despair, resentment, and madness in his eyes, and it was still the same now, what kind of scene was there at the beginning, what kind of unforgettable pain Woolen cloth?

The two looked at each other, Nangong Cangao himself never thought that one day he would be so disregarding the overall situation and make such a decision in an instant, which made Jun Zhan feel mad with grief.

But how to blame him?

But, if you don't blame him, should you blame the person in front of him?

Jun Zhanran's mind is really not easy to guess, only he can understand his heart, and only he can know how deep the feelings in his heart are. Nangong Cangao has thought about it more than once, if he is not the handsome eagle in his mouth, he is not the eagle Xiaomeng leader, what will happen between Jun Zhanran and him?

"If I wasn't me, Zhanran would still be so concerned about me? Even if I know this answer in my heart, I still have to confirm it with my own eyes before I can rest assured." So no matter what method he uses, he must confirm this answer.

"Nangong Cangao!" Jun Zhanran's face darkened, his affection for him was so unbelievable?

Seeing what was going on in his heart, Nangong Cang Ao shook his head, and smiled vaguely, "It's not that I don't believe in your feelings for me, I just want you to tell me personally, and I want to see with my own eyes how Zhan Ran treats you. Me, how love me."

He held up Jun Zhanran's face, "Your heart has been filled with hatred, I don't want my position in your heart to be like that of Huang De, if I am not the most important one to you, I would rather be with you You don't have any involvement, just be a close friend."

Smiling softly, but saying such words, put down his hands, and flicked his sleeves, Nangong Cang Ao turned his eyes and landed on the sun-shielding knife, "Fortunately, Zhan Ran never let me down."

Far from being disappointed, this forest was about to be brutally slaughtered into a purgatory by Gui Shou Wushuang.

The faces of the others are weird, and the situation has developed to the present, and they don't know what expression they should have. Ying Shuai Nangong Cang Ao's "death" was just a play, in order to test the reaction of the landlord?Even if it was a temporary idea, it would be too shocking and unimaginable.

Jun Zhanran didn't make any more moves, and Nangong Cangao stopped the blood from the meridians on his wrist. Although he couldn't accept what Nangong Cangao did, there was still something he wanted to know more about.

"Even if you did it on purpose, you still got shot by an arrow after all. The wound is real and the blood is real. I have also confirmed that you are indeed dead." He looked at him, questioning how he did it, and seemed to be Suspected that the man in front of him was a ghost.

Jun Zhanran's question is the key point, and this is what everyone, including the enemy in front of them, wants to know.

I don't know how many pairs of eyes are watching this man in black. He is standing in front of the tree. Not long ago he was lying on the ground here without breath. Now, his blood-stained black clothes are on his body, and his open An astonishing blood-red wound was exposed on the front chest, black hair was loose, and there was an unspeakable breath between the hands——

It is not the anger of death, nor the anger of life.

Could it be that he became the living dead? !

The breeze blew and scattered, Nangong Cangao raised his hand, and the knife thrown into the ground by Jun Zhanran rose into the air, holding the hand to cover the sun, his eyes were no longer as sharp as before, but became an ancient well, incomparably Abyss, in which there is a glimpse of light.

The breeze in the forest didn't know when to stop, but the black hair at the back of his head didn't move automatically, it was the sword energy.

Nangong Cang Ao held a knife in one hand, and his black clothes were still radiating, but what was exposed under the half-open black clothes was not a vigorous and bronze body, but a hideous wound. A person who has suffered such a serious injury, even if he does not die, he will not die. It should look like him.

The eagle eyes were lifted up, unable to discern the expression in them, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, even Jun Zhanran had the urge to avoid this inexplicable threat, Nangong Cang Ao was far more than dead, judging from the present, his skill is also There is diligence.

Noticing something strange, someone came to his senses, Ao Wei whispered to his subordinates: "Go!"

Except for Beijiang's soldiers and horses, Xia Jun in the woods saw such a huge change, the dead came back to life, and he didn't know whether to advance or retreat, but he was still in place. The man in black under the tree heard the rustling in the bushes, and his smile was not a smile. She hooked her lips, "Do you still want to leave?"

Murderous intent loomed in the long and narrow eyes.

"Who said we have to leave!" Huang Mu was still not reconciled, and wanted to order someone to do it, Ao Wei said decisively: "There is only one Jun Zhanran, let alone one more Nangong Cangao..."

"So what! Didn't you see Jun Zhanran's palms? He can't move anymore. Nangong Cangao just came back to life. It's not easy to stand here! It's just pretending! What's there to be afraid of?! Soldiers and horses, call me all! Today is where they will be buried!" Huang Mu was furious, and he thought of the men and horses camped nearby.

Ao Wei glanced at him, "Your Highness, why not think about how to save your own life first."

Huang Mu lowered his head, saw the white bones on his legs, and touched his face, which was a bloody mess. Thinking of what he had become, his heart was about to burst, and he yelled in horror, "Jun Zhanran——I want to You pay the price-"

Huang Mu's current appearance has long been neither human nor ghost, he lost his mind and desperately sent people up to die, Ao Wei shook his head and sighed, no matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice but to order Beijiang's soldiers Obey Huang Mu's order.

Fate is hard to do, he hesitated, but after all, someone rushed up.

"Leader, be careful!" Shu Yan blocked the slashing knife, and immediately assumed the posture of a guard. Nangong Cang Ao raised his eyebrows, "Don't worry about me."

He pulled Jun Zhanran behind him, and pushed out the sun-shielding knife flatly without knowing what to do.

This knife has never been seen before. Compared with the beauty and mystery that Jun Zhanran used before, it is like a heavy mountain falling down layer by layer, and the indescribable sense of oppression is coming. So clever that no one can see the horror in it at first glance.

But when the saber is slashed out, it's too late to try to parry, the mountain has already fallen, how can manpower resist it?This no-frills knife strike was so hard to reach, it seemed to fall on everyone's head, in the blink of an eye, it seemed that dozens of knives were cut off together!

A gust of wind blew up, and the light of the knife hit like a shower, sprinkling blood red.

The silent tranquility contains terrifying horror, just like the suffocation before the storm, which attracts thunder and thunder in the blink of an eye.

The screams sounded when Nangong Cang Ao raised his hand. I don't know how many people lost their lives in the blink of an eye, and there was no room for avoiding parry. At that time, there was nothing we could do.

The light of the knife is cold, piercing into people's hearts together with fear, this slash was made without a sound, those fallen people seemed to be crushed by the air, and there was no time to react.

Blood was dripping down like snow, Nangong Cang Ao put his sword back into its sheath, turned around with a smile and asked, "Zhanran, what do you think of my sword?"

Even when Nangong Cang Ao was not injured, his skill had never reached such a level. You must know that as long as you are a human being, any movement will affect the surrounding air flow. How can there be a possibility that you will not hear the wind or see the light of the sword when you shoot it? , but Nangong Cangao did it, it was silent, like an invisible knife, as if it did not come from the world.

Even Jun Zhanran was not fully sure that he could avoid this knife.

"To make a knife like the one just now, unless the move is as fast as lightning, cutting through the resistance in the air at a speed that cannot be done by human beings, fast, accurate, and ruthless, and there must be no ambiguity in the angle or strength of the move." Not to mention that this move seems to have only one knife, but in fact there are more than a hundred knife, almost at the same time.

Jun Zhanran was even more puzzled, how did Nangong Cangao do it?But when he opened his mouth, he asked, "What is this move called?"

"Feng Lei Yin." Nangong Cang Ao wiped the blade in his hand, stepped on bloody feet, and raised his eyes and said.

The moment he raised his eyes, no one dared to look at him. I don't know how many people died under this move. Hearing these three words, a chill came out of the hearts of those who were lucky enough to be alive.

No one has ever seen such a knife, Nangong Cang Ao not only survived, but even became more terrifying, seeing this, Huang Mu's face that was neither human nor ghost twitched, his expression became even more terrifying.

The night owls were surrounded by layers, and the guards in the Wulou on the other side, under the leadership of Xiao Hu, were like a rainbow. It was not too difficult to gain the upper hand against the distracted Xia Jun.

But this situation can only be temporary, Huangmu still has no troops, and when all the soldiers and horses are gathered, even if the Yingxiao League and Wulou join forces, even if Nangong Cangao's swordsmanship is as good as God, their numbers cannot Fight against the army.

Huang Mu knew exactly this, even if the current situation was unfavorable to him, he insisted on refusing to retreat. Once they left, who knows what chance they will have next time, and how to catch these two people.

Just at this moment, the soldiers and horses summoned by Huang Mu were approaching, and the sound of horseshoes came from outside the forest. Anyone in Cang Ao will be promoted to three ranks! Give ten thousand taels of gold! One thousand hectares of fertile land!"

Who doesn't want to get promoted and get rich? Some people can risk their lives. What's more, there are so many people fighting together here, and everyone who hears it is moved.Money touches people's hearts, Xia Jun suddenly pulled himself together, and aimed directly at the two people in the formation.