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Why did Nangong Cangao bring Jun Zhanran into the tower?No one outside the door knew, and they didn't dare to speculate at will.

Inside the tower, it was pitch black, with no fingers to be seen. Nangong Cangao's figure also merged into the darkness along with the closed gate. Jun Zhanran was still sitting in the chair without any expression on his face. Even if he had, he was covered in the darkness among.

"I'm going to light a fire." The voice behind him went away, and nothing unusual could be heard, Nangong Cang Ao went to light the torch erected by the wall, and a cluster of lights burned from the darkness like an abyss.

He walked back in front of him again, Nangong Cangao's face was swayed by the erratic light, his expression seemed to be distorted by the swaying firelight, "Do you know where this is?"

"This is the place of your Yingxiao League. Why do you ask me? I should ask you." With his palms on his knees, Jun Zhanran looked straight ahead. The torch only illuminated the square inch of their feet. There is nothing but darkness.

"Then let me tell you, this is the tower building, also called the Room of Life and Death. There is nothing in this room. There is a reason why it is called the Room of Life and Death." Looking at him with a smile, Nangong Cang Ao said slowly, Pointing upstairs, don't have any deep meaning.

"The tower has seven floors, and it's not full yet. All the criminals who have committed heinous crimes and are regarded as the most heinous in the eyes of the world are imprisoned. The death penalty is just for them. I came up with a way for them." I don't know why suddenly. Speaking of the origin of the tower, he walked a few steps in front of him, and finally stood on one side, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the upstairs.

"They were not separated into cells, but lived together in groups, but the food given to them every day was not enough to feed everyone. If they wanted to survive, these wicked people had to fight with each other and tried their best. Whoever lost Anyone can die in it, so after a while, Yin Dove will go in and clean it up to see how many more died."

The plain voice spread out in the dimness, and the chilling and cruel meaning came from Nangong Cangao's smiling voice, which was particularly frightening. Who would have known that there was such a place in the Eagle Howling League?

Jun Zhanran closed his eyes, his silvery clothes turned into light gold under the light of the torch, sitting in a wheelchair like a vague shadow.

"The Yingxiao League has always been a clean place in the eyes of the Jianghu people, and it is a place to punish evil and promote good. Presumably no one knows that the Yingshuai is not a righteous and heroic person, but no one has ever explored the truth, and no one has been curious. Don’t you think it’s strange what happened to these arrested people.”

"People are like this." Standing in front of Jun Zhanran not far away, Nangong Cangao's back was enlarged under the firelight, and he turned his head, "Always only look at what is in front of you, and only believe what you want to believe. Isn't it also very strange?"

Jun Zhanran's eyes paused, at this point, if he still didn't notice anything wrong with Nangong Cang Ao, he would be his "confidant" in vain.

Those long and narrow eyes were as sharp as eagles, still smiling, but the smile didn't catch on his eyes, "I threw them into this tower because their crimes are unforgivable, and only suffering can reduce them." sins, and whoever enters here, no one ever goes out unless he dies."

"Then I also came in today, how do I get out?" Jun Zhanran met those eyes, Nangong Cangao already knew?How much do you know?He remained calm and his voice was light.

"I think I've already said that those who come in can't get out unless they die." Nangong Cangao's voice was like ice, and the shadow suddenly approached him, leaning over to look at him, "Zhanran, Zhanran, I Sincerely for you, why do you let me down?"

He sighed, neither furious nor manic, but his eyes were like a storm, full of darkness, as if a monstrous rage was about to erupt, but was suppressed, leaving a surface calm like thin ice.

Anyone who touches this thin layer of ice may be swallowed by the flames and burnt to ashes at any time, but the person who looks at him doesn't seem to notice it. Jun Zhanran raised his head and said calmly: "I didn't know you were say what."

"You clearly know that I have seen through everything, but you give me such an answer, don't you even bother to hide it?!" Something surged out, pierced into the chest, and the thin ice shattered, bursting into rage, Nangong Cang Ao sneered again and again , "Okay, if you say you don't know, I'll let you know!"

The black shadow jumped straight up, straight to the second floor, there was a sound of iron shackles, and a figure was thrown down from the upstairs, staggered and stood still, "Nangong Cangao! I have done as you said, when will you let my subordinates go?" people?!"

With disheveled hair and forehead, dressed in purple, the voice is familiar. It is a woman. It is Xu Ziyi, the master of Jinyutang who stopped halfway before the alliance. She asked sharply, and then found that there was another person downstairs, "Jun Zhanran?"

Seeing Xu Ziyi, I suddenly realized in my heart, the scene of interception on the road appeared in front of my eyes, so it was so.

He glanced at her, ignored her, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, "It turns out that it has been your temptation since then, and you asked her to intercept it halfway, just to prove your guess and set me up."

"That's right, I want her to go. Anything I do will leave traces. Xu Ziyi was captured by me that day, and I haven't interrogated her properly. But once interrogated, I have to investigate some things. You want to know When I found out that all the ambushes I encountered that day were all caused by you deliberately releasing clues to tempt people to come, how did I feel?" Throwing Xu Ziyi aside, it seemed that there was no one else here, only Jun Zhan in front of him However, Nangong Cang Ao walked towards him step by step.

The footsteps were heavy, and the evil spirit was overwhelming, "I immediately thought that the incense burner—"

He raised his face abruptly, his fingers tightly clutching his throat, "was it in your plan from the very beginning? We first got to know each other, and then we got to know each other. You know that I appreciate your character, and you will do whatever it takes to achieve your goal." , Just be thorough, Jun Zhanran! You are so scheming and ruthless, in order to get the help of my Yingxiao League, you can even use yourself as a tool thoroughly! Even I, Nangong Cangao, have to deal with it! You say admiration!"

Holding the hand tightly around the neck, as he gritted his teeth and spit out the words, Nangong Cangao's face was no longer heroic and unrestrained under the firelight, and some only remained with almost deep-seated hatred, "I ask you, if it wasn't for me who was in charge of the Yingxiao League , if it were someone else, wouldn't you still play hard to catch him, undress and be willing to be under others?!"

Snapped!A pair of iron-like hands pinched Nangong Cangao's wrist, Jun Zhanran's face was also pale, his eyes were ghostly, but he smiled secretly, "Are you jealous?"

envy?Nangong Cang Ao's eyes were red, his veins were exposed, his livid face seemed to turn into iron stone, "I will be jealous?" He laughed after a pause, "Why am I jealous, I have nothing to lose, I have already taken it off with my own hands." Ghost Hand Wushuang Junzhu's clothes, I heard that you are on the bed..."

Hey——raised his hand, a golden light flashed, Jun Zhanran's heavy face was filled with murderous intent, "Nangong Cangao, so what if I use you, don't you just use the prisoner you took, use her How is it different from what I did to coerce her to obey you?"

Xu Ziyi was listening, and understood the relationship between the two, as if she had been struck by a thunderbolt, and she didn't know what to say when she was mentioned at this moment.

Seeing Nangong Cang Ao's black shadow like a ghost, avoiding the palm of his hand, Jun Zhanran continued to snort, "We are all the same way, so why are you pretending to be chivalrous and talking about being noble? People who count people keep counting, you just remember to hate you Lost in my hands, that's all, isn't it?"

But that's all, he was just not reconciled, he just hated being cheated, Jun Zhanran slapped the copper chair under him and stepped back. What you say and do is nothing more than that!"

Jun Zhanran could see that he was angry, but didn't he hate?

"How do your words and deeds compare with what I have seen and encountered in the past 20 years? You say that I am unscrupulous, so let me ask you, if it is not unscrupulous, how can I live?!" The needle is very eye-catching, but the expression on that face is like a monstrous sea, pouring out full of darkness and obscurity.

Nangong Cang Ao stopped in his tracks.

"Have you ever tried to open your eyes and see darkness instead of the sky? It's just as dark as here, with no sun. I spent years in a dark room, learning all the skills I can learn in order to survive, otherwise As soon as I wake up, my head may fall to the ground. My own brother tried to kill me several times. I kept my name incognito and avoided the sharp edge. I never existed, do you know what it feels like?"

Shen Shen's voice sounded in the half-light and half-dark space, the more he spoke, the more cold he became, cold as ice, his eyes were illuminated by fire, his eyes were like blood, he sneered slightly, there was pain in that smile, the same pain as in Nangong Cang Ao's eyes, "I've seen brothers fight against each other, I've seen the struggle for the throne, and I've seen my own grave. If you want to hate me for using you, why not blame those who made me like this."

"I am a human being, not a god." Wu Wu's hollow voice was low and hoarse, and spread out lightly, "I am not a god, and I can bear my close relatives obliterating my existence, ignoring my life, and even pressing every step of the way, forcing me You are willing to give up only when you have self-harmed, do you understand? Nangong Cangao, the pain you are suffering and the betrayal you feel now are not as good as what I know or feel."

He retreated step by step, in exchange for many murderous intentions. He has changed his name and surname, but those close relatives still can't feel at ease with him. Only death can make them feel at ease as they wish.

Now, Huang Zhan is dead, and Jun Zhanran is alive.

It's just that this Jun Zhanran is no longer the Huang Zhan he was back then.

How much hatred can change a person... Nangong Cang Ao looked at him two by two, and all the previous situations, no matter if they were true or not, were now a move of chess, but the game was not over yet.

He looked at him deeply, shook his head slowly, "How could you not know just in case?"

Jun Zhan was shocked suddenly, and the man opposite frowned, as if seeing the depths of his soul, and asked again: "How much do you hate the person on the throne, so much that you hate to provoke war between the two countries?"

Did he even know about this? !His eyes flickered, and he opened his mouth. The answer that should have been concealed, but Nangong Cang Ao looked at him so aggressively, and he couldn't say it.

His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he saw a few pages of paper that Nangong Cangao took out from his bosom, Suyue Menghua, used by Wulou, "Since you are only using it, why did you draw these portraits?"

The figure on the paper is faint, black clothes loose, long knife at the side, heroic and coquettish.