Proudly follow your heart

Not for the Wulou, but for the landlord?

"But the Eagle Calling League is the Eagle Calling League after all, not some other gang! The Eagle Commander promised to devote all his strength to the Eagle Calling League, and what a price that would be. The friendship between the Eagle Commander and our landlord, we are subordinates... ..." Luo Qian was full of emotion, and when he talked about the excitement, he couldn't even say the rest.

Everyone nodded, almost forgot that the imperial court was going to deal with Wulou, no matter what happened, there would always be Yingxiao League generals to help, right?

The status of Wulou in Jianghu is detached, and Yingxiao League has a lot of prestige in the court and the public. Except for those famous schools with a long history and self-proclaimed, the status of Yingxiao League seems to be no different from the leader of the martial arts.

Once Wulou and Yingxiaomeng form an alliance, how can things be calm?It must cause shock in the Jianghu.

The crowd whispered to each other, they were all shocked by Nangong Cang Ao's decision, only one person looked calm in the uproar, neither smiling nor cold, his indifferent appearance seemed to have never heard his words.

"You don't actually have to do that." Only by saying this sentence can people be sure that he really heard it.

"I'm happy." With his arms around, Nangong Cangao was right behind Jun Zhanran, his sword eyebrows slightly raised, "I'm willing to do this for you, do I still need your consent?"

He looked a little unhappy, Jun Zhanran turned his eyes, "I don't need help from others, but you are helping Wulou, so I accept your kindness."

"It's you I want to help, not Wulou." Nangong Cang Ao frowned and stared at him while bowing his head to talk to him.

"Helping me is helping Wulou." As if he couldn't tell the difference, Jun Zhanran waved at Xiao Hu, "Go and prepare some wine later, I want to drink with Yingshuai."

Nangong Cangao narrowed his eyes, Wulou is Wulou, he is him, how can it be the same.

"Are you pretending to be stupid with me?" The hand holding the wheelchair moved to Jun Zhanran's neck.Rubbing lightly, with dangerous whispers in his ears, Jun Zhanran raised his eyes and saw Xiao Hu standing in the crowd.

He was about to take orders, when he caught sight of this subtle movement of Nangong Cang Ao, he stopped involuntarily.

Others don't know what's going on, they just think that the two are life and death friends and are about to advance and retreat together. Xiao Hu knows the inside story, but he can't tell anyone.He wanted to be happy for the landlord, and got a sincere friend, but unfortunately he couldn't make a big fanfare and make everyone happy for the landlord with him.

"Not going yet?" Jun Zhanran looked at Xiao Hu as he pulled away the fingers around his neck without a trace. "Yes, that's it." With a grin, and touching the beard on his chin, Xiao Hu went with a smile, and those who didn't know it only thought that he was happy to have the Yingxiao League and the Wulou Alliance.

Although Nangong Cangyin acted unruly, without Jun Zhanran's consent, he would not exceed the rules in front of others. He put down the hand resting on his neck and pushed the wheelchair in front of the twelve men in black.

"It's not up to you why you keep these people. Remember to dispose of them after you use them up. You can't keep these people. If it wasn't for you today, others would have died under that Ben Leisuo." As if the 12 people in front of him didn't exist, Nangong Cang Ao and Jun Zhanran discuss their life and death.

The teeth of the twelve people in black were knocked out a lot, and their swollen faces were covered with their own blood. They all looked blank, as if they had expected the final outcome long ago.

"I don't want them to die yet, Luo Qian, take them down." Looking at the twelve people, Jun Zhanran did not express his intention not to kill them for the time being.

"Do you think we will be grateful to you if you don't kill us?" Being tied up by Luo Qian and his men, the interested person among the twelve hidden guards sneered.

He seems to be the head of the 12 people, Jun Zhanran looked at him with some doubts, and smiled half-smile, "You have fallen into my hands, what is the use of my gratitude? As for whether to kill or not?" , that's up to me, and it's not up to you to decide."

The slight smile, the inadvertent indifference revealed in the silence, had a bit of dignity and grace they were familiar with, the man in black was startled, and then looked at his face carefully, "You..."

"It's me who should ask questions, not you." Jun Zhanran asked casually while Luo Qian and the others tied them up one by one, "What are your names?"

There was no need to answer, but because of the dignity and grace, the man in black replied somehow, "We don't have a name." As soon as the words came out, the rest of the people looked at him, and he himself didn't know why he had to answer.

"There is no name, so the code name matches." Jun Zhanran seemed to just ask casually, not caring what the answer was.

Luo Qian had already tied up the person, and since he was about to be detained, the person being escorted woke up his position, and sneered, "It's okay to let you know, we are well matched by code names, and I belong to Xuanzi, starting from me, the total There are 12 people, and the Xuan characters are from one to twelve."

After he finished speaking coldly, a trace of contempt appeared on his swollen face, "Do you want to give us a name and buy people's hearts? Want us to rely on you? Let me tell you, this method is useless."

The man in the wheelchair seemed to twitch the corner of his mouth. "Give your name to buy people's hearts? Do I need to do this?"

Cold, emotionless eyes passed over them, "It doesn't matter if you have a name, from Xuan Yi to Xuan Twelve, since you are secret guards, you should strictly abide by your duties as secret guards. Names are earlier than you. It doesn't matter anymore, and I'm not interested in wasting time by naming irrelevant people."

With a flick of his sleeves, Jun Zhanran finished speaking lightly. While speaking, Luo Qian escorted them to the prison in the mountain.

The Twelve Dark Guards of Xuan Zihao don't matter why he spared their lives. If it was for revenge on His Majesty, shouldn't they be killed?If you want to get a confession from them, you shouldn't just ask this sentence.

In the indifferent looking eyes, there was nothing, no other emotion, you know, they were the ones who wanted to kill him.

This man whose legs do not change and works in a wheelchair all day, in addition to making people confused, he also has a strange bearing. As a secret guard, he has been in and out of the palace all year round, and Xuan Yi has to describe it carefully again and again.He will feel that it is a kind of prestige...

But what a joke, how can a person His Majesty wants to get rid of have royal dignity?Put away your thoughts.Xuan Yi stumbled and walked down the mountain together with the others, the hidden guards in the palace fell to such a degree, it is really more humiliating than death.

"You want to keep them?" Nangong Cang Ao watched the backs of the twelve people.

Jun Zhanran said indifferently: "It's not necessarily true. It's just that none of the dozen or so people abandoned the others in order to escape, so they stayed temporarily. At that time, I threatened them with Ben Resso, but they didn't dare to act rashly. That’s the weakness, and that’s where it’s rare.”

"You always value those who cherish your companions"

"One person can't do anything..." The wine cup was handed to him, Xiao Hu had already hurried back, Jun Zhanran picked up the wine glass, and faced the deep hole outside Bieyuan that was blown out by Ben Resso.

"So it's not because I'm here." Clinking glasses with him, Nangong Cangao looked down, and the two looked at each other.They looked at each other and smiled, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Nangong Cang Ao did not stay in the Wulou for a long time. For the court's actions, she immediately planned to enter the palace. This matter has been told to Jun Zhanran. He did not express anything in particular. It seems that the affairs in the palace have long been related He was out of touch, clean and untouched.

The people in the palace wanted him to die, so he killed the people who wanted to kill him. The people in the palace didn't make trouble. The two sides were so stalemate, and they could maintain a calm surface. Jun Zhanran, unparalleled in the world, is amazingly talented.

Before leaving, Nangong Cang Ao suddenly squatted down in front of him, "Let me take a look at your injuries. Although the flesh injuries are not serious, they should not be taken lightly."

"Haven't you already seen it?" Jun Zhanran frowned as Nangong Cang Ao pulled up his trouser legs uncooperatively. "The Time of the Clouds and Rain has indeed seen it once, but... At that time, I only cared about making you feel refreshed, not to touch your wound, so I didn't have the time to pay attention to other things." The reason was sufficient, and he looked at his injury again, Nangong Cang Ao didn't seem to realize that his words were too wild.

"It's fine after you've seen it, it's nothing serious." The injury is almost healed, and all the materials used in Wulou are the best. If the owner of Wulou wants to paint, countless merchants and nobles will send all kinds of treasures. Don't worry about not having the best wound medicine.

"Let me see something else..." Nangong Cang Ao raised his calf, rubbing and pressing it.

He was unable to walk, his feet were soft, and his legs became very thin after the muscles atrophied. He pressed his palms on his knees and exerted strength. He confirmed to him, "Do you feel it?"

"It's vaguely hot, but it doesn't seem to be there." Looking at those legs, Jun Zhanran's expression was flat, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, without the slightest fluctuation in his tone.

Ignoring his attitude, the kiss fell on his knee, "I will definitely find a way to heal your leg, not because I mind, but because you mind." Nangong Cang Ao raised his head, his burning eyes seemed to see through everything.

Jun Zhanran's face turned cold, and he was about to speak, but he shook his head to stop him, "Even if not, we should think of a way to deal with the matter in front of us, right? What Huangde didn't have this time may not be the next time."

"This is not the first time. Although I am crippled, I am not always well-behaved." Pulling his hand away, he put down his trousers, his dark eyes shining brightly, "You said try to heal me, you Have you ever thought that if my legs have been disabled for so many years, if it can be cured, I will still die? Don't waste time, Cang Ao."