Proudly follow your heart

Outside the door, armies met with each other, and they were at loggerheads. Inside the door, seeing the crisis was approaching, Jun Zhanran sat on the edge of the bed, and the fascination in his sight was close at hand, but seemed far away. He looked in front of the door, and then looked again. His eyes fell into his mouth, revealing a self-deprecating sneer.

There is a secret path that can avoid the search, but it is difficult for him to go in and avoid it.

But as long as he gets one point here, there will be more danger of being discovered.Huang De took his questioning to be false, but it was true to find trouble with Nangong Cangao by using the topic. The sound of fighting and fighting at the gate became more and more intense, and the moment when the gatekeeper was knocked open was getting closer.

Nangong Youyu intended to do this, he intended to see the Yingxiao League fall into danger, Nangong Cangao didn't know his existence outside the door.

The only thing Nangong Cangao knows is that Jun Zhanran is among them, if he is found and captured, not only the Yingxiao League will be in trouble, but the Wulou will be in danger.

Huang De has long regarded Jun Zhanran as a thorn in his side. How could he miss this opportunity? As long as Jun Zhanran is caught and used to his advantage, he can be accused of treason and collaborating with the enemy. Tell the world, tell the true identity of Jun Zhanran, what will the world think of this former "prince"

At that time, even if Jun Zhanran's identity is known to the world, what's the use?A former emperor who collaborated with the enemy and treasonously, the current emperor ordered his arrest, which is even more justifiable. Who would care about the truth.

People believe what they see and what people say.People say what they say, even if it is not the truth, it will become true after being passed on for a long time.

Therefore, Jun Zhanran must not be captured, let alone fall into Huangde's hands.

Nangong Cang Ao frowned, but there were no other traces on his face. He swung the saber, still so steady, so heavy, as heavy as thunder, and as fast as a thunderbolt. Yu Bao was no match for him at all. He retreated again and again without even fighting back. Power.

But after all, he was also the commander of the imperial guards. His skills were not considered weak. In addition to the large number of people around him, he did not immediately die under the sun-shielding knife, but fled to the courtyard. At this moment, he was close to the door, far away from the place where Jun Zhanran lived. Just a few steps away.

Inside and outside the courtyard, it was already a scuffle. It was a battle between the Yingxiao League and the court guards, and it was also a battle between the Wulou and the court.

Xiao Hu expected that Jun Zhanran was in Nangong Cangao's residence, and he knew that Nangong Cangao blocked the officers and soldiers from entering to delay the time and let the landlord avoid them. search?The landlord will be found out sooner or later!

Driven by Xiao Hu, all the affiliates of the Wulou went all out, as if this was a deadly battle, never ending.It's just because they all understand that once Jun Zhanran falls on the top of the enemy, the Wulou will no longer be the original Wulou.

The Wulou is their shelter, and the people at the foot of Fuluan Mountain depend on it for their survival. The Wulou is not considered a sect, but there are actually many shops under it. If something happens to the Wulou, hundreds of people will be involved. In the building, those directly subordinates are not counted, there are also shop assistants, people in the mountains...

With a bang, the room opened, and Yu Bao stumbled and fell in front of the door, clutching the wound on his shoulder, but he seemed to forget his own pain, and also the sun-shielding knife that Nangong Cangao raised, and stopped looking into the door with frenzied eyes .

There is no one in the room.

How could there be no one? !There was a buzzing sound in Yu Bao's mind, and all his dreams of becoming an official and noble were turned into naught in an instant. He saw a quiet room with sawdust scattered on the floor. It could be vaguely seen that it was a wheelchair, but it should have been sitting in a chair. The superior is not in the room at all.

"Impossible! Impossible—" He muttered to himself, looked around, and got up from the ground unwillingly, "Where is the person?! Nangong Cangao here, where did you hide him?!"

Yu Bao forgot the saber on top of his head, Nangong Cang Ao also forgot the saber in his hand, the sun-shielding saber didn't come down, it stopped in mid-air.

There was no one in the room, Nangong Cangao watched intently, both surprised and worried, there was a secret passage in the room, but he also saw the wreckage of the wheelchair scattered on the ground, where did Jun Zhanran go? He is handicapped, where can he go where?

The sound of soldiers and soldiers entered the ears, echoing the heartbeat, and accompanied by the sound of cloth rubbing against the ground.

Moving forward, the sound of Jun Zhanran's shallow breathing didn't seem to exist in the corridor.

The surroundings are quiet as if isolated from the world. It is precisely because of such silence that in this corridor, the voices from the room can still be vaguely heard. The people between the bedroom and the walk were locked up by him. He had to enter the secret passage before people outside discovered it.

This is not a difficult task, it is easy for others, but Jun Zhanran is different from others, some others do it easily, but for him it is really difficult.

Fortunately, things are not difficult now.

Slowly moving forward, the figure lying on the ground moved forward inch by inch, fingers grasping the ground, and occasionally there would be a slight rubbing sound, which was the sound of dust or gravel rubbing against palms.

Fortunately, he is a martial arts practitioner, and he has been used to using his hands for many years. These hands are unparalleled. These hands can not only be used to draw pictures, poison and kill people, but also support the body so that he can move himself.

Dust was floating in the air, just at the end of his nose, and his unconscious legs seemed to be a heavy burden. He had to drag them forward, occasionally knocking, and the palms were scratched by the hard ground. Ordinary, this is a corridor after all, he can't expect it to be as soft and comfortable as a bed.The entrance of the secret passage was also getting closer and closer to him, moving his fingers across the ground towards the target, and pushing hard again and again, gradually there would be a little pain.

This kind of pain is actually not unfamiliar, just like when Nangong Cang Ao pressed him on the head of the bed, he had to hold on to the edge of the bed to maintain his body balance in the waves... Because of too much force, there will be this kind of pain between.

But compared to the pain and pleasure that the body is experiencing, it seems to be nothing to mention. It is a feeling that has never been felt, or even felt, or even thought of. It is accompanied by humiliation, but it is contradictory. Unforgettable.

Only God knows how many times he wanted to hide the man who hugged him on the bed at the happiest moment, let him accept all the feelings he gave him, give him ten times and a hundred times the reward, let him be in his body and He groaned like...

His brows and eyes moved slightly, and a self-deprecating smile flashed across him. Jun Zhanran was not ignorant of how absurd it was to think of the scene on the bed at this moment, but only in this way could he forget what he was doing.

"Jun Zhanran? You actually crawled here with both hands..." Inside the secret passage, Nangong Youyu did not leave. He stared at the man who came in from the entrance in disbelief.

The direct voice drifted out in the silence, and fell directly into Jun Zhanran's ears. His hands paused for a while, and he continued to move forward slowly without answering.

The palm brushed the ground, and what the palm touched was ice-cold.

Just like the expression on Jun Zhanran's face, his light-colored robe was stained with dust and could no longer regain its original brilliance, and the black hair that was already hanging on his shoulders was sticking to the side of his face because of the thin sweat on his forehead.

Entering the secret passage like this, he raised his head, and in the half-darkness, a cold smile appeared on his face, "If you want to die, just keep talking."

Nangong Youyu didn't want to die, but he couldn't control the surprise in his heart, and the ensuing realization, he stepped forward and bent down, "...This is for Nangong Cangao? To prevent him from being accused of collaborating with the enemy and treason because of you , You actually crawled in like this? Even if you know that I am in it, you know that I might see it?"

"Shut up!" His throat was strangled by a pair of cold hands, Nangong Youyu didn't have time to resist, he was already shocked by what he saw.

The hands holding his throat were cold due to prolonged contact with the ground, and his shining eyes were full of light in the darkness, "You didn't see anything about today's events, do you remember? did not see it!"

The ghost-like voice echoed in his ears, and he couldn't believe that this was the Jun Zhanran who played with Nangong Cang Ao lightly and applauded.Didn't he just say with a smile that the key to making Nangong Cang Ao look at him differently is not to respond to him?

The force in the throat became tighter and tighter. Nangong Yuyu touched the switch on the wall and pressed it hard. After a slight sound of the iron chain pulling, the door of the secret passage began to slowly close.

Jun Zhanran was at the door of the secret passage, he had to let go, and rolled forward while the secret passage closed behind him.

Nangong Youhe seized the opportunity and retreated. He did not forget that Jun Zhanran could use poison in addition to palms, and he retreated more than a dozen steps before stopping, "Don't mess around with killing people and silence them, use poison here, don't forget You are also in the secret passage, the air here is turbid and stagnant, how can you guarantee that you will not be implicated? Unless you take the antidote for yourself now!"

In order to prevent possible discovery, he quickly reminded Jun Zhanran to lean against the wall, "I want to kill you, it doesn't need to use poison, and it's easy."

Looking sideways, a pair of dark, star-like eyes were silent and unpredictable. He looked at Nangong Yuyu, and Nangong Yuyu also looked at him, saw his messy clothes, and also saw his dusty hands. A calm and dignified air, sitting in front of the master of the fog building?

I couldn't help but feel emotional, "Jun Zhanran, so you said one thing and did another, and those words were just lying to yourself. Why don't you give him a response or let him get it... You see, what you say now is not for Nangong Cang Ao, who is it for?"

Afraid that he would make a move, Nangong Youyu leaned to the other side after finishing speaking, and seeing Jun Zhanran's eyes turned cold, he knew that what he said was true, "I thought Nangong Cangao fell in love with a ruthless and withdrawn hypocrite , It turns out that you are not heartless..."

Not ruthless, could it be sentimental?

Just because of passion, passion is difficult to suppress, if not concealed, not suppressed, the overflowing emotion will be difficult to control, like a raging sea will swallow him until he dies.

He should have only hatred in his heart, but at some point, Nangong Cang Ao was added. When he thought of him, another feeling came to him. This one, and sometimes which one.

He is a human being, not a god, he can't let go of his hatred, let alone let go of Nangong Cang Ao, otherwise, how could things have developed to the point where they are today?Nangong Cangao blatantly resisted the edict for him, declaring that he would treason and seize the throne in broad daylight!

"It's bad luck for him to fall in love with me. I will only make him and his Eagle Howling Alliance go to a dead end. He said that he is not afraid that I will drag him into the water, but he never asked me if I would like to drag him on this road of no return." Road." Like the death of cold stars, there was a dead silence in the dark eyes, Jun Zhanran hooked the corners of his mouth.

"I know that if things go on like this, one day, I will harm myself and Nangong Cang Ao."

The faint voice spread out, and Nangong Youyu could hardly look at him, unable to look at those empty eyes with nothing left, "So you would rather be ruthless? Would you rather make him unpredictable, and hope that one day he will Go away disappointed?"

"Maybe." Is that so?If so, why did he pour out his dissatisfaction because of his estrangement, making Nangong Cang Ao happy?

Thinking of Nangong Cang Ao's real departure, his chest felt a convulsive pain, Jun Zhanran's face was sullen, he clenched his fists tightly, and couldn't help mocking himself for being useless, as Nangong Cang Ao said, he was really contradictory everywhere.

"... Considering him so much, how dare you say you don't love him." Nangong Youyu snorted contemptuously, "I didn't expect you, the master of Wulou, to have such guts."

"Who said I don't love him?" His treacherous eyes turned slightly, and put away the overturning in it, as if he had made some decision, he turned to Nangong Yuyu, "I love him, but I just can't tell him. "

"Then why are you treating me? Are you afraid that I will tell Nangong Cang Ao?" Nangong Youyu was suddenly alert.

Xiao Lei Ao, a man not far from the opposite side, was as cold as a ghost, "Because you won't live long, only the dead can keep secrets."

In the darkness, a golden glow suddenly lit up, piercing straight to the vital point of Nangong Youyu's throat——

Boom, he immediately returned his palm to meet the attack, but Jin Mang avoided it like a living thing, and it was in front of him in the blink of an eye!

He suddenly understood that he was a member of the Nangong family, so as long as he killed him, it would be equivalent to drawing a gap between Jun Zhanran and Nangong Cang Ao. No matter how Nangong Cang Ao treated him, his surname was Nangong after all, and he was Nangong Cang Ao Ao's relatives.

Leave no leeway.