At that time, the demon hadn't grown up yet.

Qiao Zhen sat up suddenly, the chain in her hand rattled.

"what do you mean?"

Yan Jinlan got the news that Ah Zheng was not dead, and seemed to be in a better mood, and even answered his insignificant questions.

"Nothing interesting, I'm just stating a fact. If I hadn't made a sudden move that day, you would have died under the siege of those people! You don't know, your ally, Xi Ting, is now He is already the new leader of the martial arts alliance."

"The so-called righteous way of martial arts is nothing more than that. After using it, it can't be kept immediately, and it is deliberately trying to kill it."

Saying this, he laughed at himself again: "I told Ah Zheng a long time ago that those who claim to be righteous in martial arts are wolves in sheep's clothing, but Ah Zheng just doesn't believe me."

Qiao Zhen choked at his words. Xi Ting's way of crossing the river and tearing down the bridge was indeed not very kind.

However, no matter who the current martial arts leader is, it will be him after a year, so he is not in a hurry at all. The most important thing right now is how to get out of the current predicament, being trapped by iron chains and unable to get off the ground. He was uncomfortable all over.

"Yan Jinlan, I told you the news you want, why don't you just let me go? Anyway, there are so many people watching you outside, I can't escape, can I?"

He cautiously said to Yan Jinlan in that negotiating tone.

Yan Jinlan's eyes fell on his face, and she looked at him without blinking, which made Qiao Zhen's heart tingle, wondering if there was something wrong with her.

He felt uneasy in his heart, so he didn't dare to speak nonsense. For a while, the atmosphere in the room was a little silent.

After a long time, Yan Jinlan suddenly said, "He said this to me before, and the tone of the two of you is really similar."

Qiao Zhen thumped in her heart, and began to talk about him from left to right: "Are you talking about Ah Zheng? Have you locked him up too? From this point of view, it seems that you are not good to him."

He said this on purpose, he thought that Yan Jinlan would jump up to refute his words after hearing this, but unexpectedly, Yan Jinlan did not do so, he smiled wryly, and laughed at himself: "Yes, I am I don't treat him well enough, I don't want to lock him up, and I don't want to fight with him, I also want to be nice to him, but he always makes me angry, in his heart, those martial arts righteousness will always be More important than me."

Qiao Zhen stared blankly at the maniac-looking boy, a little unresponsive.

He wanted to say "that's not the case", however, the words turned around in his mouth, but he couldn't come out anyway.

He treated Yan Jinlan as his own younger brother. He just hoped that Yan Jinlan could grow up to be the kind and upright person in his mind, but why did Yan Jinlan have such a misunderstanding.

In his mind, those people who are righteous in martial arts are not as important as those who face him day and night. He is just a little disappointed that Yan Jinlan did not get what he wanted after all.

"Since you have provided me with such important news, it is not impossible for you to let me let you go, but you have to take this pill."

Looking at the small black pill in Yan Jinlan's palm, Qiao Zhen couldn't help but sigh in her heart, what kind of evil did this do!If God wants to treat him like this, can't he let him be well?Could it be that the purpose of reviving the whole life is to make him suffer?

Qiao Zhen took the pill, but refused to put it in her mouth.

The previous pain had cost him half his life, and he didn't know if he could hold on.

Just when he was hesitating, Yan Jinlan suddenly made a move and slapped him directly, and the pill flew from his palm to his mouth, and rolled down his throat without even a moment's pause.

He suddenly widened his eyes, and when he realized it, he lay down beside the bed and retched.

"Don't waste your efforts, once this medicine enters the stomach, it will be digested soon, and you won't be able to spit it out."

Qiao Zhen didn't stop when he heard the words, but after retching for a long time with no effect, he straightened up again and punched the bed twice.

"Don't worry, this medicine will not cause any harm to your body, nor will it cause you any pain. It only temporarily suppresses your internal strength. You are not very relieved."

After saying this, Yan Jinlan got up and left.

Not long after, a black-clothed disciple walked in and opened the chain on his hand.

"The lord has said, you can get out of bed."

Qiao Zhen was finally free, and without waiting for the disciple to leave, she quickly got off the bed, and then walked around the room, stretching her body while walking.

Counting being captured, he had been lying down for twelve hours, and his bones were about to crumble.

After the disciple let him go, he left directly. Qiao Zhen didn't stay in the house for long, and went out directly.

It was afternoon now, and apart from the occasional footsteps of patrols outside, there were no other sounds.

Seeing that no one was following him, Qiao Zhen became more courageous and began to expand his scope of action. It was only later that he realized that even if he ran into those patrols, no one would stop him.

Not long after strolling like this, Qiao Zhen wanted to go outside the magic palace again. As he walked, he was wary of someone who might come out of the dark to stop him.

However, before anyone could stop him, he saw a very familiar figure passing by in a hurry.

As if he couldn't believe it, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and when he looked over again, he found that the man had gone far away, so he made a decisive decision and quickly followed.

People with martial arts are all walking like flying. He struggled to chase after him, and he began to pant and pant after a while, but fortunately, the pace of the person in front slowed down again, so he quickly increased his horsepower and rushed forward. past.

He opened his arms to block the man, "Wait, wait!"

The man looked at him displeasedly, with Qiao Zhen's familiar expression on his face: "Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?"

Panting for breath, Qiao Zhen punched Wuji's chest with her fist, "You're not dead?"

Wuji pushed him away: "What are you asking, of course I'm not dead!"

"But earlier, those two disciples..."

Halfway through his words, he stopped suddenly.

He just heard the two disciples say that Wuji had been killed by Yan Jinlan, but he had received too much information at that time, and he didn't confirm it. Now it seems that someone deliberately set a trap.

And the person who set the trap, besides Yan Yi, he couldn't think of anyone else.