Proudly follow your heart

As the wind and snow whistled, Yang Ling's words drifted away in the wind and snow, and also whizzed along with the wind and snow, making people wonder if they heard it wrong.

"Fan Linnan's officers and men obey orders! Take Jun Zhanran and Nangong Cangao down for me!"

Yang Ling said it again.

Word by word, clear and clear.

White snow is flying, and clouds of white mist are scattered in the air. It is the heat exhaled by people, and it turns into white mist in the cold air. The dry tree trunks are shaking in the wind and snow, and the leaves with thin ice are rustling. Voice.

Other than that, there was no other sound.

Everyone present was shocked.

Even Xu Donglin and An Tong didn't expect that General Lin Nan, who was supposed to come to the rescue, would suddenly issue this order?

Xia Jun was still surprised, not to mention the generals of Linnan, Yingshuai and King Zhan who were allied with Linnan on the one hand, and the most trusted General Yanglin by King Anjia on the other. Should they obey orders?Whose orders are you following?

"Yang Ling, are you crazy?" Nangong Cangao asked calmly, already aware that something was wrong.

Jun Zhanran looked around secretly, Xia Jun was in front, and Yang Ling was behind who had decided to turn against him. Regardless of whether the soldiers in their hands obeyed Yang Lin's orders, they were in a very disadvantageous situation.

"Am I crazy?" Yang Ling snorted coldly, "The Yingshuai is the Yingshuai, and he can act so nonchalantly when disaster strikes. Do you really think that we Rinnan people are so easy to deceive?!"

On the horseback, Yang Ling and the soldiers behind him looked tense, expressionless, and under the expressionless expression was anger.

The silent anger burned secretly, like the surface of a frozen river, calm on the surface, crushed by one foot, but it was about to be sucked into the turbulent ice flow.

The war horse shook its head restlessly, and a killing intent was permeating the cold air.

The killing intent did not come from Xia Jun, but from Yang Ling and his men.

Behind Jun Zhanran, one of the Linnan soldiers on their side boldly asked, "General Yang! What's going on? King Zhan and Commander Ying, that's not the king..."

"My king was killed by poison and is already critically ill!" Yang Ling interrupted him, glaring at him, pointing at Jun Zhanran, "What is the relationship between you and the six-finger Lord Ji Nantian?!"

not good.Nangong Cangao's heart sank. The six-fingered Lord Ji Nantian poisoned King Anjia originally for Jun Zhanran. This matter was not ordered by Jun Zhanran, but if it was not his intention, no one would believe it.

No one knew about this matter, how could it be known by Yang Ling?Jun Zhanran closed his eyes slightly, and his mind changed a few times.

"I don't know where you heard it from. It's just ridiculous. The six-fingered prince, Ji Nantian, is just a character in the legends of the Jianghu. This king was killed by a traitor. He was once bad at work and trapped in the Wulou. What's the matter."

Answering unhurriedly, Jun Zhanran brushed the snow off his sleeves. He answered so calmly and calmly that no one would doubt the authenticity of his words.

Yang Ling almost believed it. He frowned with thick eyebrows, but let out a sneer, "You are clean! The person who poisoned you was Ji Nantian, the six-fingered gentleman. He and you Jun Zhanran are in a master-student relationship. Isn't this poison What you ordered has nothing to do with you!"

He stared at Jun Zhanran fiercely, and yelled at the soldiers: "It's them who harmed my king first, and then tried to seize military power, and used my Rinnan as a pawn! They want to use the blood of Rinnan soldiers to get what they want. The position you want!"

Rinnan soldiers were in an uproar.

Yang Ling's words didn't stop, "Don't rush to deny it, I have someone here to prove it! Someone, bring her here!"

Under the eyes of everyone, a woman was brought up, wearing a thin cloak, shivering in the cold wind, I don't know if it was because of fear or the cold.

"Mu Zhaoxia..." The delicate and beautiful appearance was the same as before, a bit haggard only made her a bit more lovely and pitiful, Nangong Cangao did not forget this face, but this beautiful face only made him suddenly murderous.

"Master Ying...Your Majesty..." Mu Zhaoxia stood there trembling, with a helpless expression on her face, "I didn't mean to say it, but if I don't tell what I know, they will kill me and return it to you." My son's life...I didn't mean to kill you...I didn't mean to...don't kill me..."

"Don't be afraid! Tell everything you know! Let everyone know their true colors!" Yang Ling said fiercely.

"...my elder brother Mu Zhaoran has been murdered by Nangong Cang Ao. I'm afraid that if I say something, they will kill me on the spot..." The beauty was weeping, and the pear blossoms were raining. Mu Zhaoxia said so, and everyone present He is a bloody man, even if he doesn't believe her, he will soften his heart.

Seeing this, Xu Donglin and An Tong were not in a hurry to make a move, and the three sides confronted each other, all staring at the woman in the field.

"Don't be afraid, if they dare to do something, this place is where they will be buried! But if you dare to lie, even a single word, I will make your life worse than death! Did you hear that?"

Yang Lin didn't like Mu Zhaoxia. This woman who confused the court was a real beauty. If she hadn't met him while fleeing for her life and told so many secrets, he would never have brought her to Xia Guolai.

Mu Zhaoxia kept nodding with tears, as if she was ready for a long time, and said smoothly: "Back then, Jun Zhanran was murdered, left the palace, and was rescued by Ji Nantian, who was his master. They conspired To regain the throne, Ji Nantian poisoned King An Jia, and then Jun Zhanran stepped forward to make King An Jia live a few more days. In this way, he became Lin Nan's benefactor and won the trust of King An Jia ..."

"Nine points of this statement are true and one point is false, so it's not bad." Jun Zhanran nodded slightly without making a move to Mu Zhaoxia, as if approving.

He didn't stop her, but Mu Zhaoxia felt guilty and afraid. Thinking of someone's promise to her, she boldly continued: "Jun Zhanran used Lin Nan to help him seize the throne, and joined hands with Nangong Cang Ao for the throne too." Otherwise, as a prince, how could he be willing to commit himself to a man? Let alone this man is the son of his enemy!"

Son of Enemy? !Everyone in the fog building couldn't believe what they heard.

When Yang Ling heard about it for the first time, he was also very surprised. He had doubts at first, but now seeing the expressions on the faces of Nangong Cang Ao and Jun Zhanran, he had no choice but to believe it.

"You are not surprised at all. It seems that what she said is true."

"Yes, the words of the son of the enemy are indeed true." With arms folded, Nangong Cang Ao sat on the horse's leisurely posture, as if he was listening to a story belonging to someone else, and nodded indifferently.

"Back then, Jun Zhanran was murdered by Nangong Jin! He was rescued by Ji Nantian! Ji Nantian was Jun Zhanran's master and the benefactor who saved him, but Nangong Cangao was the son of Nangong Jin. If you want to say that Jun Zhanran and Ji Nantian They are not in the same group. If it is said that he did not join hands with Nangong Cang Ao for the sake of the throne, I do not believe it. If he had no other purpose, how could he get close to the enemy, but put aside the relationship and say that he has nothing to do with the benefactor?! What he did All of these are for his own purpose! Everything is Jun Zhanran's conspiracy!"

The more Mu Zhaoxia spoke, the angrier she became, pointing at Jun Zhanran who was on the horse.

It was as if a pot had exploded in the crowd. After following Jun Zhanran for a long time, many Rinnan soldiers couldn't believe it, and their hearts were shaken in the uproar.

"King Zhan?! How is it possible?!"

"impossible!"

People were discussing, but the two parties seemed the calmest, and Nangong Cang Ao suddenly burst into laughter.

Laughter interrupted the discussion, "Zhan Ran was killed by my father Nangong Jin back then, and he got together with Nangong Jin's son. What is the relationship between him and Nangong Cangao? It's mutual use. Or take what you want?"

The eyes of the narrow and long eyes turned, and the sharp eyes looked around, "The past that is constantly being cut and messed up, except Zhan Ran and I know, some people may have heard of it, other than that, others don't know, but If you want me to tell you whether it is true or not, what does it have to do with you?"

"It doesn't matter whether he and I get what we need, or we love each other, when will I, Nangong Cang Ao, be nice to someone or want to take pity on someone, do I need you and you Rinnan to come and ask?!"

The eagle's eyes were sharp, and Yang Lin's heart trembled with those eyes. Jun Zhanran knew that Nangong Cang Ao was really angry this time.

With a long knife half sheathed, hanging slantingly by the side, a knife groaned, and the red glow broke through the wind and snow, "Today, Yang Ling, you brought this woman to accuse us of using Lin Nan to harm King An Jia, based on her one-sided words , if this can count, your body is nothing more than that—"

The protracted ending sounded terrifyingly deterrent, "The grievances and grievances between Jun Zhanran and me are beyond the comprehension of outsiders, and have nothing to do with you at all! I am willing to pay for him the Eagle Screaming Alliance." , I don't allow others to say more about my affection for him, and it's not up to you to judge the truth about his affection for me!"

Raised the long knife, "Anyone who refuses to accept, come and ask Zheri in my hand! Whether it is hundreds or thousands of people, I will accompany you!"

The red glow of the saber faltered, like a red python in the white snow, the Zheri Dao drank human blood, filled the sky with evil spirit, everyone held their breath, but some slowly clapped their hands.

"Sure enough, he is arrogant. He is indeed the man chosen by me, Huang Zhan."

The black hair was blown by the wind and snow, and the snowflakes made Jun Zhanran's eyes blurred and deep. While talking, his eyes never left Nangong Cangao who was not far from him.

"Your love for me does not allow others to say much, and it is not up to others to judge the truth of my love for you. Well said." Jun Zhanran smiled, and the snow fell on the scarlet and gold cloak. His body was whiter, and his scarlet body was even more bewitching like human blood.

Although Nangong Cang Ao didn't mention it anymore, he knew in his heart that this matter was always a pain in his heart, even if he didn't care what his father did, he couldn't let Nangong Cang Ao not care.

On the surface, he is always open-minded and seems to be able to let go of everything. In fact, emotionally, Nangong Cang Ao is not a person who can be relieved at any time. The deeper his affection for him, the greater the impact of this incident.

He loved him deeply, so this wound was too deep to heal.

Because he didn't do it, it can't be made up for, and no one can change the past. They avoided talking about it, but it doesn't mean that it never happened.There are several regrets in Nangong Cangao's life. One is that Nangong Jin was murdered by Huang De, and when he found out, he was powerless; It can be remedied by revenge, at least it can calm the anger in my heart.

The third regret is about Jun Zhanran. His father killed "Huang Zhan" and there is nothing he can do. He can neither confront his father nor change the fact that Jun Zhanran was buried alive.

Now, someone is here, expressing the deepest pain in Nangong Cang Ao's heart.

"You really forgot that in addition to being called King Zhan, I was also called Ghost Hand Wushuang, right?" Jun Zhanran turned to Yang Ling, smiling eyes without a smile on his face.

Not at all.

Yang Ling woke up suddenly, with a shudder all over his body, if Jun Zhanran wanted to use poison, how could the people present escape him.

"What is true and what is false? So Mu Zhaoxia is Mu Zhaoran's sister? Can you trust her words?" Surprisingly, it was Xu Donglin and Taiwei Xu who said these words.

City Lord An Tong immediately became anxious, tugged on his sleeve, and reminded in a low voice, "Don't forget that our wife and children are still in the hands of Emperor Pingkang!"

"But how do we fight the confrontation between the three parties? If we fight first, they will definitely unite. Why don't we look at it first? Anyway, there are ballistas here." Xu Donglin is an old fox, and he always hopes that there are others in his heart. This method can solve the problem in front of him. He knew in his heart that if King Zhan were to be solved, Emperor Pingkang might not let him and An Tong go.

"What I said is true! It was my brother Mu Zhaoran who told me after finding out! I hate them for killing my brother because they are afraid that he will tell the truth! They also imprisoned me in the Linnan Dungeon, They planned it long ago!"

Mu Zhaoxia burst into tears, distraught and indignant, her trembling appearance in the snow was extremely weak, seeing her sad appearance, even a stone man would feel heartache.

As if knowing that her words had touched people's hearts, she pointed at Nangong Cang Ao and shouted, "Give back my brother's life—give back my brother Mu Zhaoran's life—Nangong Cang Ao, you will die a terrible death! Jun Zhanran is despicable..."

Hey——The sword is as sharp as practice, and only Mu Zhaoxia screamed.

The snow-covered ground was immediately stained with blood, and Mu Zhaoxia held her face with blood in her hands, only then did she realize that her face was bleeding!

"Ah——————" The long scream was full of panic, and she howled, "My face! My face!"

"Nangong Cangao, don't go too far! Are you going to kill someone to silence you?!" Yang Ling immediately ordered someone to protect Mu Zhaoxia, but no one could resist the sun-shielding knife in Nangong Cangao's hand.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to kill people in full view, I'm just teaching my old friend a lesson for his disobedient sister." The corner of his mouth curled into a cold and stern arc, Nangong Cangao didn't stop there.

There was a flash of red light, and Mu Zhaoxia's screams became weaker and weaker from shrill to pleading.

"Enough. We don't want her to die. She hasn't seen her brother yet, has she?" Seeing that it was almost done, Jun Zhanran stopped the sun-shielding knife that everyone was afraid of.

Mu Zhaoxia fell to the ground, covered in blood. Although she was not dead, she was miserable and ugly. This happened in the blink of an eye.

Almost no one saw what Nangong Cang Ao did. He didn't get off his horse, and the sun-shielding knife was still worn by his side, as if nothing happened just now.

"Bring Mu Zhaoran up." Bowing his head, Jun Zhanran ordered Xiao Hu.