Proudly follow your heart

Xiao Hu wanted to laugh, Nangong Cang Ao always acted carelessly in front of people, with a carefree appearance of not paying attention to anything, but when he met the landlord, he cared so much about it, it was just an old story, and he kept urging him.

Heh heh twice, his gaze went up and down following the shaking cabin, saw the ghost crying at his feet, and thought of the past, "The landlord used to be almost the same as when he met Yingshuai. Speaking of which, the landlord is also my savior. "

"How can a boy in his teens be the same as he is now?" Nangong Cang Ao didn't seem to believe it.

Xiao Hu wanted to explain, but Nangong Cang Ao suddenly frowned, paused for a while, and waved his hand in displeasure. He didn't know why he was angry, and turned around to leave, "Needless to say."

Xiao Hu didn't know what made him unhappy, "Yingshuai, did I say something wrong?"

"You're not wrong, it's me." Nangong Cang Ao stopped without turning his head, "He left the palace back then and was alone. After the chaos in the palace, how could he still laugh like an ordinary boy? I really know why. .”

His voice gradually fell, and he stopped talking, but Xiao Hu felt a heavy oppression from his tense back.

Presumably, Yingshuai is blaming himself.Although this self-blame is unwarranted.

The rain was beating on the window lattice, and there was a strange silence in the cabin, so quiet that Xiao Hu could clearly hear the anger and annoyance in Nangong Cangao's words, "...if I had known him at that time, I would never let him He is alone in the rivers and lakes."

If they had known each other at that time, what would happen in the world today.Xiao Hu murmured in his heart, thinking about it, if he hadn't been there before, maybe he wouldn't be here now, if he hadn't met the landlord back then——

A narrow alley, three parties.

A boy in his teens, but he seems to have spent decades alone.

What kind of look is this? Between the narrow road, the two looked at each other, Xiao Hu was inexplicably terrified, he never misunderstood the darkness just now.Lowering his eyes, he broke free from the extremely dark eyes, feeling as if he had crawled out of an abyss.

"Tell them to get out of the way." Turning around.The boy in the wheelchair didn't talk to the young master of the Meng family, nor did he talk to Xiao Hu, but turned his head to give orders to the attendants around him.

"Everyone, my master told you to make way." The attendant turned around and said to them, repeating the original words without even adding the word "please".

After all, Mr. Meng also came from a famous family of martial arts, feared by the reputation of ghosts, he lost face at the beginning, but now he doesn't even save any face, thinking of the beautiful woman beside him seeing how he just lost his composure, he suddenly became angry from embarrassment.

"Jun Zhanran, who do you think you are, and who do you think I am? You are a fledgling, don't bully others too much!" Even though he spoke like this, he did not dare to speak too harshly.

But Jun Zhanran was not angry, "I am the one passing by, and you are the one blocking the way, who is bullying too much?" After Xu Xu finished speaking, he continued: "As for your name, I really don't know."

What he said was plain, but the sound was completely different. Xiao Hu couldn't help but muffled laughter, which was like adding fuel to the fire, and Mr. Meng was even angrier now.

"How dare you despise my Mengjiabao! Drag him out of the wheelchair!" The anger made people lose their minds, and Mr. Meng gave the most wrong order in his life.

Of course they know how powerful Guishou Wushuang is, not long ago they saw a companion fall to the ground inexplicably, bleeding from the seven orifices and lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

But people always have luck, don't they?Besides, besides using poison, what else would he do?Just drag him out of the wheelchair, tie his hands, and see what else he can do!

Mr. Meng already had a plan in mind, the other subordinates only knew to obey the master, as for the poison, all they had to do was hold their breath, they rushed forward and kicked the wheelchair.

Someone stood in front of him, "What kind of a hero is bullying a handicapped person!"

Those few feet were naturally blocked, Xiao Hu himself didn't know why he rushed up, maybe he just didn't want to see the boy on the chair fall down, and didn't want to see that straight back falling into the dust.

"I think Mengjiabao is nothing more than this!" Resisting the pain to fight back, he couldn't stop yelling, and a scuffle started again.

Seeing them fighting, none of the surrounding people dared to fight and pass by, so they all made a detour.

The boy in the wheelchair looked impatient, and suddenly said, "It's getting late, I don't want to waste time here." He moved his fingers, and only heard a few plops, several people fell down one after another, without warning.

Crying and howling, Xiao Hu was just about to let the enemy see some blood, when he raised his eyes, the people around him had already fallen to the ground, their faces turned blue, they could only breathe out, but not breathe in again.

"You—" Mr. Meng was astonished, and tremblingly said: "What kind of sorcery did you use!"

"It's not sorcery, it's just poison. If it wasn't for someone getting in the way, they would have died when they got in front of me." Jun Zhanran looked at the few people struggling between life and death on the ground, with a smile on his lips.

This smile was extremely cold and resentful, it was unbelievable that it would appear on the face of a young man.

Mr. Meng's face was pale, and Xiao Hu suddenly realized that although he had blocked the people in Mengjiabao earlier, he had also blocked Jun Zhanran.

Where does this boy need him to save, he only needs to move his fingers to control the life and death of others.

"It was me who was busy just now." Xiao Hu spoke bluntly, "It turns out that you don't need others to save you. Seeing that your legs are inconvenient, I thought..." When he said this, he felt that something was wrong, and he quickly shut up.

This young man named Jun Zhanran didn't look easy to get along with, he was lonely and arrogant, and a little unhappiness would make life worse than death, so Xiao Hu was a little worried at the moment, whether he had violated his taboo by speaking out.

Unexpectedly, Jun Zhanran said indifferently, "I am crippled, but what is crippled is my legs, and I still have hands."

Slowly stretched out a hand from the sleeve, "It's enough to use it."

This hand is not like a human hand, but like a weapon. Xiao Hu has never seen such a hand. Under the light, it looks like gold but not gold, like jade but not jade. flaw.

He couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.

"Why did you want to save me just now?" Jun Zhanran also looked at his hands, as if he was weighing whether to thank him for "excessive action".

"..." Xiao Hu couldn't answer, "I don't know either."

He answered directly, Jun Zhanran seemed surprised by this answer, raised his head, "What did you say is your name?"

"Xiao Hu." He said it again.

"Xiao Hu, what kind of weapon are you good at, and what else?"

"It's called ghost crying, my unique weapon, as for what else..." In order to answer this question, Xiao Hu thought for a long time, "It's hard for me to say, it seems that there is nothing special about it."

Jun Zhanran finds it interesting that no one in the Jianghu flaunts how great they are, and no one says that they are nothing special.This was the first time since that day that besides poison and various cheats, he found something else interesting.

"How is your injury?"

"It shouldn't be a big deal, I can't die."

"Take this." A porcelain bottle was thrown over there.

The black jade bottle, this bottle alone is probably worth the houses of several big families in the city, Xiao Hu took it in his hand, feeling more and more mysterious about Jun Zhanran's origin.

The young man said to him again: "There is poison in it, but it can heal your wounds, do you dare to use it?"

"Will he die?" Xiao Hu was most concerned about this matter, he didn't want to die yet.

"No." Jun Zhanran seemed to be smiling.

Maybe it was his illusion, Xiao Hu couldn't see that there was a smile on that face no matter how he looked, "It's fine if you don't."

He put the porcelain bottle away, and asked hesitantly, "Well... Do you want to return this bottle to you?"

"You can take it as a token and come to me in three days." The interest that was delayed here ended, Jun Zhanran waved his hand, and the attendant immediately stepped forward and carried the wheelchair into the carriage.

"For your father's sake, please forgive me. Make way for me." There was such a sentence in the car.

How dare Mr. Meng stand on the fence again, he has already stood aside, the road is finally no longer occupied, the carriage slowly passed by, at this time, Lord Meng came over after hearing the news.

After returning from outside the city, he listened to the reports from his subordinates. His son had a conflict with the ghost hand. Isn't this a nickname?Hastily rushed over, "The old man has no way to teach his son, I hope you will be tolerant."

In the eyes of Xiao Hu, Master Meng's expression can only show one thing, this old man must have seen Jun Zhanran's power, if not, the dignified master of Mengjiabao, an old Jianghu How could he be so courteous to a junior in front of others.

It can even be called fear.

Jun Zhanran's carriage drove straight past without stopping, and Old Castle Master Meng didn't stand up until it left. Naturally, he taught his son a lesson first.

"Father! What is the origin of this Jun Zhanran?! He is so powerful! I can't calm down if I can't breathe!" At this time, I can't care if there are any beautiful women around me. Mr. Meng asked his entourage to Carried back, the dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor, always looking for someone to detoxify and try to save it.

"Who knows where he came from!" Old Castle Master Meng frowned.

"A few months ago, your father and I also went to Mount Fuluan with a few friends. Fortunately, we didn't take action. I saw with my own eyes that the person who came to make trouble was casually killed by him! He used poison very powerfully. , Later, we spectators moved the body down and buried it quietly, and Jun Zhanran said at the time that this is what will happen to people who go up the mountain without authorization in the future."

"He speaks so loudly, but he is so arrogant!" Mr. Meng refused to accept, how could a young man have such power, "Isn't it just because of his ability to use poison!"

"It's fine to talk about it here, but don't say it in front of him." Old Castle Master Meng didn't blame him, and he was only superficially respectful, of course he had other plans in his heart.

The father and son suddenly looked at Xiao Hu together.

Xiao Hu was listening to them just now, and when he heard Jun Zhanran's past, he saw that the eyes of the two were not right, and his heart skipped a beat. The two were afraid of Jun Zhanran's methods and dared not do anything, but he was not Jun Zhanran.

He turned around and left immediately, and he was relieved that no one was chasing after him.

It's just that he didn't expect that if he didn't chase after him for a while, it didn't mean that Meng Jiabao was over.

Jun Zhanran has a strong reputation, if he can be taken down, it will be spread in the world immediately, but it is a pity that it is not that simple to bet on Jun Zhanran, and today's matter, you can't blame Jun Zhanran, can you blame him? own son?

Naturally, he couldn't blame his son. After all the calculations, there was only one person to blame.

Xiao Hu.

The master and the young master of Mengjiabao are unhappy, there must be someone to bear this anger, it has nothing to do with human relations.

This may be very unreasonable.

But this is the rivers and lakes, and the rivers and lakes are often unreasonable and unclear. As long as your methods are strong enough, your words are reasonable.

So Xiao Hu was besieged for three consecutive days, and when he fought alone in Mengjiabao, no one offered a helping hand. He was just a nobody, but the other party was a gangster.

That's why, when he was seriously injured and had nowhere to go by more than a dozen masters, he couldn't care about anything else, but suddenly remembered something in his arms, and the black jade bottle immediately sprinkled powder all over the sky— —

Regardless of whether the poisoned person is dead or alive, he rushed to Mount Fuluan.

"...I want... to see your Patriarch..." Before he finished speaking, he fell down at the foot of the mountain, and someone took the black jade bottle in his hand.

After that, I was unconscious.

When he woke up again, after a few days, he opened his eyes and looked around, and felt as if someone was building a building on the mountain, and his ears were full of knocking sounds.

At this time, he never thought that the place he saw for the first time after waking up would be praised by countless people later, let alone that in the end it would even evolve into a place that surpassed the imperial city.

"This is the Fog Tower." In front of the door, a figure sat in a wheelchair, shrouded in half-light and half-darkness.