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

"Friendship?"

Yan Jinlan firmly grabbed Qiao Zhen's collar, lifted him up, and repeated in a sullen tone.

The temperature of the entire water prison seemed to drop a lot in an instant, freezing Wuji beside him into ice slag.

The strength of the two was very different, and Qiao Zhen was completely unable to resist being carried like this. Only then did he realize that the little guy who used to only reach his thigh was now a little taller than him.

He was a little out of breath from being strangled, and his fair face suddenly turned red.

"Wu, Wuji!"

Qiao Zhen squinted at Wuji, Wuji gritted his teeth, boldly walked to Yan Jinlan's side, and grabbed his hand: "My lord, absolutely not, as Ah Zheng said, he hopes you will treat him kindly." Mr. Qiao, I don't want you to hurt him."

When he said these words, Wuji's tongue seemed to be trembling. He was really afraid that Yan Jinlan would be upset and tear him up.

Fortunately, Yan Jinlan just glanced at him coldly, and then let go of Qiao Zhen. Qiao Zhen fell to the ground all of a sudden. He really couldn't hold on anymore.

He just mentioned that he and Ah Zheng were just friends, and Yan Jinlan treated him like that. It seemed that Yan Jinlan really hated Ah Zheng, so there was no need to try any more.

Yan Jinlan glanced at him coldly, and then said: "Today, I will let you go, but you must understand that your value is to lure Ah Zheng out! If you dare to escape halfway, I don't have so many Be patient."

The threat mixed with chills made Qiao Zhen tremble all over, and quickly raised his hands to swear: "I will never run away until Master Yan finds Ah Zheng."

Unexpectedly, these words did not make Yan Jinlan any happier, but made his face even uglier.

"Hmph, Ah Zheng really found a 'good' friend!"

After throwing down such a sentence, Yan Jinlan shook his sleeves and strode away.

Wuji hurried over, supported his arm and pulled him up, "Qiao Zhen, are you alright? The Lord was so angry just now, I thought you would die in the hands of the Lord."

"If you're not dead, you'll die!" The murderous aura emanating from Yan Jinlan's body at that moment was a hundred times stronger than when he was facing those people from the Wulin League.

Qiao Zhen didn't want to bring up this topic anymore, hooked her arm around Wuji's shoulder, and the two of them got out of the dungeon together.

When the two returned to Qiao Zhen's yard, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as Wuji was seated, he quickly poured two cups of tea and handed one to Qiao Zhen: "Come on, don't be surprised."

While Qiao Zhen was drinking tea, Wuji couldn't help asking: "What's the matter with that letter? You wrote it obviously, why did the Lord say that the letter was written by Ah Zheng? Could it be that the Lord didn't even bother you two?" Can't you read the handwriting?"

Qiao Zhen looked around vigilantly, and then covered Wuji's mouth to prevent him from continuing.

"Big brother, if you want to survive, you'd better forget about this matter immediately, and don't bring it up again, otherwise you will be 'clicked' if you are not careful."

Wuji was frightened by his serious appearance, and then thought that he put in the letter silently, if the lord knew about it, it might really kill someone, so he nodded repeatedly, expressing that in the future Even if this matter is rotten in his stomach, he will never mention it again.

Not long after, he brought another cup of tea to Qiao Zhen, and while passing the tea, he approached Qiao Zhen and asked in a low voice, "Qiao Zhen, do you think the Lord really hates Ah Zheng?"

When Qiao Zhen thought of Yan Jinlan's cold eyes when he mentioned Ah Zheng, he suddenly became terrified, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

"I think it is!"

Wuji asked again: "Then, is love born of hatred?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped on the forehead, and Qiao Zhen said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Wuji: "..." Why is this person so excited?

Qiao Zhen looked at him for a while, and impatiently started to drive away: "Come on, don't stay here, be careful that Yan Zunzhu is not happy, and I will take you again."

Wuji was pushed out of the door by him, and then he left.

In the silent night, the candlesticks in the room had already been extinguished, and the room was dark.

Qiao Zhen, who was lying on the bed, could not fall asleep for a long time after he closed his eyes. His mind often replayed the scene of being strangled by Yan Jinlan in the water prison.

At that moment, he thought that Yan Jinlan really hated Ah Zheng, so he even hated Ah Zheng's good friend Qiao Zhen, but when he thought about it later, he felt something was wrong. Showed a kind of jealousy - Yan Jinlan was a little jealous of him as "Azheng's best friend".

But Wuji's words later surprised him.

Because love gave birth to hatred, the more he thought about it, the more horrified he felt, that's why he drove Wuji away, he was afraid that the man would say something inappropriate.

Qiao Zhen turned over irritably, and finally comforted herself: "No, no, Yan Jinlan's feelings for him... no, it should be said that his feelings for Ah Zheng have always been just dependence, maybe there is a little bit of it mixed in." Childish possessiveness."

After comforting himself in this way, the irritable mood seemed to calm down a little.

Sleepiness came slowly, and Qiao Zhen, who was half asleep and half awake, suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from outside, which was a bit like the sound made by people walking, but it was not quite like it.

His drowsiness disappeared in an instant.

Qiao Zhen pricked up his ears to listen to the sound coming from outside. The sound seemed to be getting closer and coming towards the door. His vigilance was mobilized in an instant, and he quickly rolled over from the bed. He tiptoed towards the door, and then stood behind the door.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a gust of night wind blew in. Qiao Zhen immediately smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

When he saw that face clearly, his attacking posture was stopped in an instant.

It was Yan Jinlan. He was not wearing a golden mask at the moment, and his entire face was exposed in front of Qiao Zhen's eyes. Under the moonlight, his fair cheeks showed a strange blush, probably because of drinking too much wine. .

At this moment, Yan Jinlan tripped over the threshold, lost her balance and fell forward.

Qiao Zhen, who was standing behind the door, raised her heart in an instant, subconsciously stretched out her hands, and hugged Yan Jinlan.

Yan Jinlan, who was already so drunk that he didn't know where he was going, suddenly burst out laughing the moment he caught her.