Proudly follow your heart

In the dark night, the faint clouds were like mist, making the moonlight in the night sky seem misty, and the sound of galloping horseshoes broke the silence of the night. Nangong Cangao and his party were not far from this closed-door town.

"Leader, it's too quiet here." Behind Nangong Cang Ao, Shu Yan whispered, looking forward.

The so-called too quiet here means that something is not quite right. After traveling for a long time, everyone is very cautious and their perception is very keen.

Even Shu Yan sensed something was wrong, not to mention Nangong Cangao, who didn't answer, frowning slightly, ahead was the destination of their trip, looking from a distance, behind the closed gate was the faint light of torches.

This is an isolated town, not close to each other, it seems to be isolated from the world, the torches behind the gate are dimly lit, the people from Huangmu must have made a move, otherwise how could it be so bright?

Thinking of this, Nangong Cang Ao tightened the reins again, kicked the horse's belly, and went straight to the town gate.

The black clothes whipped up the cold wind, and all the night owls followed closely, feeling agitated in their hearts. If Huang Mu had already fulfilled his wish, what should he do?If the Lord Jun had already met an accident...

Not daring to think any further, the crowd ran wildly, and when they arrived at the town gate, they saw Nangong Cang Ao in front of him stop before opening the town gate. Although it was short, he could still see a moment of hesitation.

Could the leader be afraid?Shu Yan and the other night owls sighed in their hearts. No matter how capable they are, they are just ordinary people at this time, and they will be afraid and worried.

But at this moment, how can they not be afraid or worried, they can all feel the ominous silence behind the door, this silence is like walking into a cemetery, lingering is an inexplicable breath .

Nangong Cangao's hesitation was only for a short moment, he kicked open the door, and swept his eyes inside.

The night owls followed him to look in, and they were shocked when they saw it.

In the darkness, there were little lights of fire in the distance. Many torches fell on the ground and were still burning. The nearby ones had been extinguished. The sparks and lights that were still on were like clusters of will-o'-the-wisps on the graves, flickering on and off.

On the ground, corpses were laid out one after another, stretching over like a road, and then gathered somewhere, piled up like a mountain, and dead gray faces suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Under the flickering firelight, the corpses were in different poses, as if their souls had been taken away in an instant. Their faces showed surprise and pain, fear and doubt, with different expressions, but after death, only the same The ashes are gray, showing strange colors under the light.

There are at least hundreds of people... no, hundreds of people!

The corpses of hundreds of people lay on the ground like this, as if this place was a cemetery, and there had never been a trace of life.

There were clouds in the air like white mist, covering the moonlight. As far as the eye could see, except for the dead body, there were only swaying trees, and rustling sounds could be heard amidst the dead air.

In the night, these corpses just quietly appeared in front of everyone, and together with the flames that looked like will-o'-the-wisps, they were indistinct, and it seemed that this place was no longer the world, but hell.

The night owls were all stunned and stunned. No one knew what happened here. They were not familiar with these corpses, and none of them belonged to the Eagle Howling League.

It was Huang Mu's men who died, so what about Jun Zhanran?What about the doves?

Seeing the scene in front of him, Nangong Cangao felt relieved instantly, but as long as he didn't see Jun Zhanran, he wouldn't be completely at ease.

"Don't come here." Suddenly a voice came from above, and there was imperceptible tension in the faint voice.

Everyone followed the prestige and saw the man standing on the beam of the roof with fluttering long clothes and black hair hanging down his shoulders, whoever it was if it wasn't Jun Zhanran!

"Master Jun!" The Ye Xiaos breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but look at Nangong Cang Ao. Their leader was staring at the person on the roof beam, as if he was afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Jun Zhanran naturally wouldn't miss him, he was still standing there, waiting for something, he didn't move, he didn't let them move, he waved his hand, signaling Nangong Cang Ao and his party not to approach.

"Don't worry, I won't come." It seemed that only Nangong Cangao understood the meaning of his words, and there was no doubt at all, a slight gleam flashed in his relieved eyes, it was surprise and admiration, Nangong Cangao was smiling.

Others are puzzled, what is the intention of the leader?Why did Lord Jun not let them pass?Night owls are full of doubts.

The town is not big, Jun Zhanran is at a very high place, and he has a panoramic view of the surrounding situation. A lone crescent moon hides far away behind the clouds, and the cold moonlight shines on his face. He stands very high, As long as you look far enough, you can see his side face shrouded in moonlight.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, it was a satisfied smile, a little cold, and a little ironic mockery, like Yan Luo who had seen all life and death, and the arc of his half-smile seemed a little ghostly.

"I never shoot a killer rashly, but if I am cornered, I don't care about taking a few more lives." I don't know if he was explaining to Nangong Cangao or talking to himself, he looked at his feet with that kind of expression There was an illusion that he didn't seem to hate doing it.

kill.

Using poison to kill people without bloodshed, the matter of killing people has become much cleaner and simpler. Looking down at his hands, Jun Zhanran casually threw away the ball of paper he was clutching in his hands.

Using poison, everyone suddenly realized that even though Jun Zhanran did not know where Jun Zhanran got the poison, the result did not seem to be bad. Behind Nangong Cang Ao, Shu Yan asked cautiously, "Then dare to ask Lord Jun, when will we Can you go there?"

"Wait until the fog dissipates." Pointing to the mist that filled the air, Jun Zhanran could hear the caution in Shu Yan's words, and even Shu Yan was frightened. Could it be that this time he acted too harshly, a little too much ?

The floating mist turned out to be the source of the poison, and the night owls would naturally not approach, but some people couldn't wait any longer, and raised their eyebrows, "I think Zhanran won't let me die of poisoning."

While speaking, Nangong Cang Ao flicked his sleeves, a gust of wind struck, and the miasma-like white mist instantly dissipated. Nangong Cang Ao held his breath and jumped away. The black shadow fell on the beam in the blink of an eye like the wind.

The movement of the body naturally drives the airflow in the air, and the poisonous mist circulates like a cloud for a few circles, following Nangong Cang Ao and drifting towards the roof beam, Jun Zhanran raised his wrist, and before he could make a move, Nangong Cang Ao swung it away with his palm , the poisonous mist has been dispersed.

The four looked at each other, no one spoke first, they just looked at each other, for a while it seemed that they didn't know what to say, recalling the distress, Nangong Cangao hugged the person in front of him, "Fortunately, fortunately, you are safe, otherwise -"

He seemed to be unable to continue, Jun Zhan could not help but smile, and hugged Nangong Cangao tightly, "Otherwise, you can only destroy Xia Guo for me, kill the person who killed me, and take revenge for me That's it."

"Don't talk nonsense!" He was reprimanded, and Nangong Cangao looked really angry, "If I didn't ask you to come to save people, I wouldn't let you encounter such a dangerous situation."

It turned out that he was angry because of this, Jun Zhanran smiled, "Don't you ask how the hostage detained by Huang Mu is, are you afraid of being killed by me?"

Only then did Nangong Cang Ao think of this, and he didn't take it seriously, "There is nothing to be afraid of, since you are the one who poisoned, you will naturally consider the safety of others."

"Before I started, I have seen that Huangmu's people closed the doors and windows tightly to prevent them from escaping. Since the hostages are detained indoors, they will not be invaded by the poisonous fog." Jun Zhanran has indeed thought carefully, but...

"You all go out of town and wait, don't get close, just prepare some dry food and come here." Beside him, Nangong Cangao spoke to Ye Xiao who was in the distance, he seemed to have made up his mind to wait for the fog to clear here with Jun Zhanran .

"What about you, leader? Where are the other brothers?" Shu Yan looked around without seeing Yin Jiu and the others.

Jun Zhanran's face darkened, "Don't worry, I have already let them avoid the poisonous fog in the house."

Seeing that his expression was not right, Nangong Cang Ao asked with concern, "What happened?"

"Do you know how this thing is made? What is the medicine?" Jun Zhanran smiled wryly, he didn't need anyone else to answer, and continued: "This poison is called 'blood miasma', and the medicine is human blood. "

"Human blood?" Nangong Cang Ao's expression changed in vain, and he grabbed Jun Zhanran's wrist. Jun Zhanran knew what he was nervous about and let him check.

Except for the original old injury, there was no other abnormality on the wounded wrist. Nangong Cangao looked around a few times, and then he was relieved, "Where did the blood come from?"

"I failed to keep your people. A night owl died for me, but I used his human blood as a drug for the poison."

The scene at that time was vivid, Jun Zhanran didn't sigh, nor did he show any sadness, he just spoke lightly, but the voice of his words was clear enough for Nangong Cangao and the night owls in the distance to hear clearly.

If there is no sadness, is it really neither sad nor hurt?Ever since they followed Nangong Cangao to the Kingdom of Xia, the night owls were all used to Jun Zhanran's temperament. Hearing what he said, they knew what he was thinking. Death is useful, but death is not in vain, since we follow the leader, we all know that there will be such a day, people are in the rivers and lakes, sooner or later."

Xiao Hu's voice came from a little closer, "Lord, let the brothers of the Yingxiao League take his body away."

Jun Zhanran stood on a high place, the poisonous mist was applied by him, and it drifted away against him. He didn't need to worry about being invaded by the poisonous mist, but he had to consider the safety of his subordinates. Xiao Hu, Yin Jiu and others were not far away. Hide inside the house.

"What Shu Yan said is right, what a pity to die well, it's better than to live in vain." While hiding in the house, Yin Jiu's voice was still cold, but he could hear a rush of blood, and at his feet was his companion's voice. For the corpse, he remembered how Jun Zhanran took blood, and how he made medicines, and he would never forget that this man went upstairs with his hands behind his back, and with his sleeves raised, the world became a ghost city.

"Human blood... how to make medicine? And me... when can I go out?" Yinjiu's voice fell, and a woman's voice was added in the night. Her tone was very soft, a little hesitant and timid, but it sounded like Somewhat familiar.

The voice came from a courtyard, which was where the hostages were held. It turned out that the hostage held by Huang Mu was actually a woman? !Did Bei Jiang turn against her because of this woman? !

Who is she?Hearing this voice, Jun Zhanran had a vague feeling that this person seemed no stranger to him.