Proudly follow your heart

As soon as this remark came out, Luo Qian's sword was unsheathed immediately, and other people also showed their weapons one after another. The members of the Yingxiao League would not be indifferent. Suddenly, the allies turned against each other, and the two sides in the field were at war.

Nangong Cang Ao stood on the steps in front of the black door with folded arms, glanced down, his eyes darkened, "Your landlord is in my hands, do you still want to do it?"

When the words fell, it was like thunder falling to the ground, Xiao Hu stopped walking forward, and everyone behind Luo Qian stopped moving, leaving only the surprise and solemnity on their faces.

The two factions have just formed an alliance, and just a moment ago, their landlord and Yingshuai were still on the high platform to fight the enemy together, but in the blink of an eye, that is, in this moment, the world turned upside down.

The landlord and Yingshuai are already enemies? !

"In one month, if he doesn't die inside, you can leave safely. I won't make things difficult for you. It's your landlord who did the wrong thing." I can't tell how complicated and difficult the meaning is in this sentence. , Nangong Cang Ao turned his head, and the tower towered behind him, filled with darkness.

As if he was drawn by something, when he looked back, a drop of human blood fell from a high place, staining the ground with a glaring scarlet. It seemed that the bloody battle broke out again inside the tower.

"What did the landlord do wrong?! Nangong Cangao! Please speak clearly!" Xiao Hu held the "Ghost Crying" in his hand, his beard and hair raised like an angry lion, but Nangong Cangao didn't seem to notice, looking down, just like that Look at the drop of blood on the ground.

The blood was so thick, who did it come from... Nangong Cang Ao stopped thinking about it once his eagle eyes narrowed. "He has done too many wrong things!" The words burst out from between the teeth, so that people can't tell whether it is hatred or anger hidden deep inside. one person.

"If I didn't know that I was just dying in front of you, I—" Xiao Hu didn't finish his sentence.

"And me!" Luo Qian raised the sword in his hand, "And the brothers in our building! Nangong Cangao, calling you Eagle Commander is to respect your character, but what you did today is hard to convince us! You have to explain clearly why our host was detained, what did the host do and what crimes he committed..."

Jun Zhanran is in the hands of the other party, and Wulou's owner does not dare to act rashly, but the righteous indignation between words cannot be avoided. Who can accept that an ally he trusts turns around and draws his sword to face each other and becomes an enemy?

People in Wulou can't accept it, and Nangong Cangao can't accept it either. He is a hero in the eyes of others, and he is the commander of Yingxiao League who has been favored by the emperor, but he is still a person, but ordinary people will never like to be deceived , was betrayed by others, and Jun Zhanran did exactly these two things.

The so-called blood alliance is just a play...

The crowd in the Wulou was furious, and the atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out, but Nangong Cangao didn't seem to hear the yelling. He bent over and picked up the drop of blood. Come bitter.

Turning around suddenly, leaving the chaotic crowd behind, the black shadow has already left with a flick of his sleeve, leaving behind people who don't know what happened. Not only the people in the Wulou don't know why things turned out like this, but also no one in the Eagle Howling League knows.

They only know one thing, if the owner of Wulou, Jun Zhanran, can't come out alive in one month, Wulou will definitely turn against them, and there will definitely be an uproar in the world, and even the court.

Looking at the situation in front of them, Shuyan, Wen Rufeng and others in the Yingxiao League all looked at each other in blank dismay. Why did all this evolve to this point?

Why did it evolve to this point... Jun Zhanran wiped off the dirt on his hands, and leaned against the wall stained with dried blood. As far as he could see, the tower was still dark and full of ghosts.

Inside the tower, there is no sky, like another world, this place is not a human world, but more like a Shura field in hell, where there are only endless killings and battles, but their battles are not just for war, but for food.

Looking around from where he is, there are densely packed cells all around, without doors or windows, and the towers are arranged in such a way, like caves in a grotto, with layers upon layers, the higher you go, the more powerful people will be.

The higher you live, the safer you live, and the more you can avoid disputes. Looking down from a height, people are like ants. One side is fighting, and the other is corpses. People die every day. The only difference is that sometimes there are more and sometimes less .

"It's useless to have any reputation here, it depends on strength, but even if you have strength, it's useless, and you have to be on guard against plots at all times, even if your skill is unrivaled and capable of defeating everyone, as long as you make a mistake, you may die .” Xu Ziyi didn’t know if it was Nangong Cangao’s good intentions to help him, but anyway, she did know something about this place.

"However, sometimes death is not a bad thing. If you are unlucky and life is worse than death, that is the scariest thing." When she was talking about this, she stared at an open space, as if remembering some terrible scene, and shuddered trembling.

"Believe me, even if you are the famous Guishou Wushuang, you can't underestimate the people here." She curled up in the "room" where Jun Zhanran was. From a certain point of view, this is not a room at all , just a place where people can barely sleep.

"Even ants can move things that are bigger than themselves, let alone people, I will not underestimate anyone." Besides, this is the life and death of the Yingxiao League.

Jun Zhanran has been here for several days, with his back against the wall, not as energetic as the first day he came here, his voice was hoarse when he spoke, and he couldn't see his original appearance for a long time in his fine clothes, and his hair was neatly tied up. It was also scattered, and the hands that were always clean for a few days and blemishes were now stained with blood.

It's just like this, but for some reason, the sharpness between his brows is even more frightening, and the sternness and ruthlessness are daunting.

The clothes on Xu Ziyi's body were torn in many places, and he looked at him differently, "Thank you for saving me just now, otherwise if I fell into the hands of those beasts..."

She tightened the torn skirt of her chest, even the head of the Jinyu Hall, known as Zizhunu, couldn't help being afraid.

"Since you help me, I will help you naturally." It seemed that he was saying that he did not owe anything to each other, but he was still so calm at this time and place.

It has been two days without food or drink, this man's heart is not disturbed, he doesn't seem to be in a hurry for the next day, Xu Ziyi secretly looked at it, and had to admit that the rumored Ghost Hands Wushuang really lived up to his name .

"What are you looking at?" A pair of black eyes turned to her, the eyes were still a little scary, she unconsciously covered her heart again.

The wheelchair under him was placed by Xu Ziyi, and she was the one who helped him enter this "room". Jun Zhanran's attitude was slightly calmer than before, but he was still indifferent, looking at her impatiently, "Yes Just say it."

She had heard the entanglement between Jun Zhanran and Nangong Cangao with her own ears. It would be a lie to say that she was not curious. As the master of Jinyutang, she is still a woman after all, and she always likes to get to the bottom of many things.

"Jun Zhanran, you have involved me, Jin Yutang, and you owe me an explanation. This is the end of the matter. I just want to ask you, what is going on between you and Nangong Cangao? What is the relationship between you? I, Jin Yutang, have left and scattered, and there are still people detained in this Yingxiao League, don't you think you should explain to me?"

A pair of sword eyebrows frowned, and her answer was silence.

Over the past few days, she watched him kill people without mercy. In a short period of time, he frightened many prisoners who were still sane. Relying on poison and secret palm techniques to kill chickens and monkeys, it worked. For a while, most of them were no longer If she dared to approach casually, she would also get shelter and be kept safe for the time being.

It was also in these days that she had seen the indifference on his face, the murderous look on his brows, and the ferocity of his hands, but she had never seen such a complicated expression. The wheelchair was leaning against the wall, and he held Sitting on it, looking at the mid-empty emptiness, it seemed that there was a moment of emptiness.

"I don't know." Finally, he said coldly.

The answer turned out to be no idea.Did he really not know, hadn't thought about it, or didn't want to think about it?

Xu Ziyi has always regarded him as an opponent and an enemy, and since she entered this room of life and death, she was in the same boat. Hearing his answer, these few words were clearly extremely shallow. For some reason, she felt sour in her heart. Some ached slightly.

This is by no means a relationship between a man and a woman, but just a strange kind of pity, after seeing such a person who is as rich as jade, but fell into such a situation, and fell into such a situation, just because he didn't look at it. own heart.

"You don't know the relationship between yourself and Nangong Cang Ao." She was older, and looked at him as if she was looking at her ignorant younger brother. He withdrew his gaze from the void and met her eyes.

There was a frightening spirit hidden in those shiny black eyes, and she suddenly remembered who this person was. When she thought Jun Zhanran would get angry, she heard him say slowly: "Any relationship is fine. You can say that he and I are enemies, or you can say that we are friends."

"A friend to deceive?" Xu Ziyi did not forget the conversation that day, which really shocked her like a thunderbolt.

"What does this have to do with you?" Jun Zhanran's eyes turned cold. After all, he was not someone to her. Xu Ziyi immediately became quiet and had nothing to say.

"If you don't want to die, you might as well save your energy." He closed his eyes, "This is just the beginning. It's not that easy to live here."

While talking, a rope was thrown from outside the grotto-like room, and several figures rushed to the door, laughing strangely, "I heard that there are good things here."