Lord

The dotted arrow of the plum needle arrow was in front of him, a distance of one or two centimeters away, Bai Ruer opened his eyes wide, and time stood still at this moment.He is not reconciled, he has just escaped from the ghost city, he has not yet arrived in Jianghan, he has not yet asked Yuze for what he lost, and he has not had time to let the world hear his name again.

And Zhui Yeliang, before he captured his heart again, he was going to... end like this?

Cold sweat came out from the temples, the muscles all over the body were stiff, but the arrow stopped suddenly, and after a while, it was pulled out with a bang, leaving only a round hole in front of the eyes - the moment the arrow machine was fired, the night was cool with the most Quickly caught the arrow tail.

Bai Ruer suddenly realized, that's why he hit the plum needle and arrow with his head. He sheathed the lion's tooth knife in order to free up his hands to protect himself in the controller's cabin.

With such a person by my side, what more can I ask for?

Taking a long breath, Bai Ruer calmed down his rapid heartbeat: "Find the outer armor and get out of here as soon as possible, the Longmen team won't last long."

Stepping over the headless corpses of Plum Needles and Arrows, Zhu Yeliang greeted Black Dice and them, the four skeletons lined up through the bamboo forest and came to a flat slope behind the mist.In the red earth, there is a hut made of bamboo and wood in the northwest corner, which can only accommodate one person. There are simple beds and water tanks in the house. Mei Zhenjian should usually sleep here.

Zhu Yeliang pressed the button on the left side of the eyepiece to turn on the full-dimensional imaging capture system to scan the entire land.Soil medium, the scanning depth is only three meters, but as long as the hole is dug and filled with soil, it will leave traces, and nothing can escape the glazed eyes of the peony lion.

The result was nothing.

"What's wrong?" Bai Ruer asked.

"Armor," Zhu Yeliang turned off the imaging system, "it's not underground."

Everyone gathered around, and Jia Xibei said: "This is called a burial ground, and my intuition is to look for it underground. It also makes sense that plum needles and arrows don't bury things in the soil."

"Such a large forest," Gao Xiu looked around, "how do I find it?"

Zhu Yeliang pointed to the button of the imaging capture system: "I can draw the virtual grid lines to divide the bamboo forest into areas of about 50 yuan, and scan them one by one. It takes seven hours to scan them all."

"It's too slow," Yuan Zhen suggested, "Let's look for it separately. Plum needles and arrows won't hide away for such an important thing."

The four skeletons are each responsible for one direction and spread out on the spot.

Jia Xibei was responsible for the true north including the small bamboo house. He didn't rush to act, but thought about where he would hide things if he was a blind plum needle arrow.

After taking off the sun and moonlight, he closed his eyes and groped towards the small bamboo house.The woods, which had seemed very quiet just now, were now filled with various sounds, such as the sound of footsteps passing through the grass, the singing of birds, the distant river, and many strange creaking sounds suspended in mid-air. He shook, It's the corpses hanging from the bamboo.

His foot tripped over a stone, and he fell face down on the ground. His knees and palms were burning with pain. He got up with his mouth pouted, patted the dirt on his pants, and leaned over to get into the bamboo house.

A smell of damp and rot, and he sat under the eaves, listening slowly.Now he is the plum needle arrow, guarding the armor of the peony lion, every minute, every second, to ensure that it is safe... So, he heard, a special voice, among the many creaking sounds, the slowest , the heaviest.

"I found it..." He stood up abruptly, "I found it!"

Zhuyeliang heard it first, and quickly returned to the burial ground, only to see Jia Xibei with his eyes closed, pointing to the mid-air in the southeast.Looking along his fingertips, there is a thick old bamboo tree, looking from a distance through the mist, it looks like a corpse is hanging, but when he zooms in, he finds that it is a canvas bag disguised as a human.

Zhuiyeliang locates the bamboo, and runs in a straight line on the view of the eyepiece. Before the person arrives, the right lion's tooth arrives first, cuts off the bamboo at the waist, and the canvas bag falls down with a sound of metal impact.

He tore open the bag, and saw the long-lost scarlet, which was his "skin" that had been stripped off for three full years, breastplate, carapace, and a set of four-piece skirt armor, the most expensive and legendary armor in the world.

He assembled the body piece by piece, from the neck armor to the leg armor, from the wrist guard to the surface of the tiniest phalanx, and finally the head, a tall crown known as a lion mask, with one hundred and eight radial lines in the center. The ridge looks like a lion's mane from a distance, which is daunting.

The last piece of armor was installed, and the indicator light on the left shoulder flashed three times, indicating that the armor system was connected to the main program, and the color of the main light of Lion Roar also changed from bright white to golden yellow.

The peony lion is finally perfect, and it is not bad.Except for the color of a dakini lion, he is the same as three years ago. In the emerald green bamboo forest, he is like a reborn fire, raging and ready to burn.

The lion's roar gathered energy, and the light was more dazzling than ever before. The energy wave swayed around and made a rumbling sound. The scarlet armor trembled accordingly, and there was a roar like a wild beast.

Zhuiyeliang clenched his fists, pointed the cannon barrel at the zenith, and released the energy with a jerk.

A beam of quantum light shot straight into the sky from the burial ground, and all the bamboos within a radius of 200 meters were uprooted, burned and turned into ashes, and those unknown hanging corpses were all swallowed up by this thick energy net and wiped out.

The entire northern suburbs shook. The black dice and the reincarnated fire together protected Jia Xibei who hadn't had time to wear the skeleton. This is the true strength of the peony lion, which is enough to turn the world upside down.

In Chengsha Port, which is separated by a mountain, Kong Que Ling lost her patience. The group of people entangled with her was obviously delaying time, and none of them had a skeleton that resembled a peony lion.

Just when I felt strange, from behind Chengsha, there was a loud noise from the densely forested suburbs, like a lion descending a mountain, or like a mountain forest collapsing, the river retreated half a meter steeply, exposing the rocky rocks on the bank.

It wasn't the first time Liu Chen heard this voice, it was Peony Lion!

Peacock Ling withdrew his knife and turned around. The place where the loud noise was heard was the bone burial ground, guarded only by Plum Needle Arrow.

The members of the Longmen group heard the sound of the cannon, led by the machete, scattered and retreated to the surrounding river, Kong Que Ling immediately confirmed that he had fallen into the trap.

"Branch!" The chariot team pointed at the fleeing miscellaneous troops, "Do you want to pursue them?"

"Young man, there's no need," Kongque Ling put down his long knife with a dignified expression, "The Peony Lion will be here soon, and everyone is ready to fight."

As soon as the words "Peony Lion" came out, the chariot team suddenly fell silent, as if in shock, but also as if in a daze, staring nervously at the forest on the north side.

As if responding to their curiosity, a crimson figure suddenly appeared above the mountain forest, holding two knives, with a golden light shining on its back, flying straight towards it.

The people in Chengshatang were shocked. Flying skeletons, which many young people have never seen before, are the most terrifying air-controlling force for land-based combat convoys.

"Don't act rashly, I will kill him single-handedly!" Peacock Ling swung his long knife and strode forward. A woman's heart is soft no matter what. She stood in front of this group of innocent young people and did not want them to sacrifice needlessly.

Zhuye Liang was here after her, the president of the southern branch, as long as he catches her, he might bring Cen Zhuo out of the ghost town.

Landing, stepping on the ground, and slashing the knife, he reported his family name: "Galantang, the peony lion chases the cool night."

Both Peacock Ling and Bai Ruer were startled, he reported to the Garan Hall, not the Lion Hall.

"Dyeshe Southern Branch," the blue-green skeleton shook the tip of the knife. This knife weighs at least a ton. Once it is cut, even if the armor is not cracked, there will be a dent, "Peacock Ling Liuchen."

As she spoke, she slashed out with the saber brazenly, and headed straight for Zhuyeliang's neck. From the side, with the sound of the wind, her right lion tooth quickly went into the sheath, and Zhuyeliang pushed the palm to the left, and caught the blade by her neck.

Peacock Ling was not surprised. He had seen the strength of the peony lion three years ago. Double knives, heavy artillery, and a lion mask were everyone's nightmare.

What surprised her was that Zhuyeliang was very impatient, and without talking about the timing of tactics, he actually used a force to break her blade: "Offend, my president is waiting for me."

Chairman?Shouldn't Bai Ruer be called Qianjun?Without waiting for Kongqueling to react, Zhuyeliang threw away the broken knife and rushed towards her, using the grappling technique, Kongqueling immediately understood that he was referring to that Cen Zhuo in Ghost City, and he wanted to use himself as a bargaining chip to blackmail Yuze , rescue people out.

But even if she died, she would not let him do what he wanted.

Peacock Ling shook the cluster of knives on his back, the blades were against the blue-green color of the armor, forming a wall of knives, spinning suddenly, like a whirlwind of death, blowing towards Zhu Yeliang.

Zhuyeliang's auxiliary vision has no visual impairment, and he clearly saw that she had ten blades, overlapping, inserted into a small motor. He took a few steps steadily, shot accurately, held the outermost blade, and waved his arms. pull.

"Ah!" Peacock Ling screamed, half kneeling on the ground, the pain was probably similar to a broken limb.

Zhui Yeliang showed no mercy, took advantage of her half-kneeling, grabbed the neck, and pulled out the remaining nine leaves one by one: "Does it hurt? If you want to hate, I hate the design of your skeleton."

Peony Lion is a killing machine, he used to do anything for Lion Hall, but Bai Ruer has never seen him like this, he is simply a red-eyed lunatic, for one person, he doesn't care about anything.

Peacock Ling wailed in pain, the whole skeleton struggled and creaked, the chariot could no longer stand, the young man took the lead in disobedience, and fired a neutron cannon at Zhuyeliang. The reincarnation fire that arrived, and the black dice and the sun and moon light that detonated the neutron field.

Chengshagang fell into a melee, Zhuyeliang didn't care about the battlefield, and ruthlessly grabbed the last "feather knife" of Kongqueling and uprooted her. She was his important hostage and he wanted to take her to Jianghan.

At this moment, when the dust should have settled, Kongque Ling grabbed Zhu Yeliang's wrist, and slammed his chest towards the bright blade, piercing the controller's cabin in the blink of an eye.

Zhui Yeliang didn't expect it, and immediately pulled out the knife blade. This woman was more decisive than most men, and reminded him of Chaohai Guanyin, fanning her blood-stained eyelashes under the cooling tower of the Taitu Nuclear Power Plant.

The peacock feather slipped from the hand, the eyepiece light went out, and fell like a light feather on the scattered blades on the ground.

Zhu Yeliang spread his palms: "No..."

Bai Ruer could feel that he had changed, whether it was cruelly torturing the opponent or regretting the death of the opponent, he was full of emotion, more like a person than before.

The hostage is dead, what should Cen Zhuo do?Zhuo Yeliang's CPU is hot, when Guangmu Tianwang arrives in Jianghan, he wants Cen Zhuo to wait for him there!

In terms of aggression and mobility, chariots are no match for skeletons. Reincarnation Fire quickly ended the battle. Zhui Yeliang dragged Liu Chen out of the peacock feathers and asked Gao Xiu to open the front camera of the black dice.

Gao Xiu was stunned.

Each skeleton has a video backup function. There are three cameras, namely the optical eyepiece, the front lens on the right shoulder, and the engine monitor behind it, which can transmit images in real time and save combat records.

"You're crazy," Bai Ruer guessed his intentions in the controller's cabin, "You're scaring the snake!"

"I have to do this," Zhu Ye said coldly, "Only in this way can I guarantee that when I arrive in Jianghan, Cen Zhuo will be there safe and sound."

"He's safe, how about us?"

"Ear, he is in prison and may die at any time."

The camera light on Gao Xiu's right shoulder was turned on, and the lens showed a scorched mess, with a fully armed peony lion standing in the middle, its scarlet figure dazzling.

"Yuzawa, I'm back." Zhu Yeliang said, domineering, terrifying, with suppressed anger, and arrogance supported by absolute strength.

In a word, Gao Xiu's scalp tingles.

"I'm in Chengsha," Zhuyeliang mentioned Liu Chen's body, and the expression module of the lion mask moved, simulating a smile, "You wait for me obediently in Jianghan."

A creepy challenge statement, but that's not the point of Chasing the Night.

"Is my president okay?" He asked, and then turned on the lights all over his body, like a bomb about to detonate, like a beam of flames soaring into the sky, "When I get to Jianghan, if I find that he is missing a Hair, you, and your gang of useless cadres, will all be compensated with blood!"

Gao Xiu was restrained by his evil spirit, subconsciously took a step back.

"Yu Ze," Zhu Yeliang approached the camera, actually approaching the highest authority of the dyeing company on the opposite side of the camera, "I want him to be unscathed, do you understand?"

Bai Ruer stared at the CPU who said all this, jealous of its missing of Cen Zhuo.

"When we get to Jianghan, if I don't see him," Zhuyeliang pulled out the lion's tooth knife, crossed the blades, and placed it in front of the ferocious lion mask, "the whole dyeing company will be buried with him!"

At the end of the recording, Gao Xiu turned off the camera, randomly found someone in the chariot convoy, and transmitted the video to the chariot operating system through an encrypted password, and the southern branch would naturally transfer the video to the headquarters.

Afterwards, Jialantang withdrew from the port, returned to the Guangmu Tianwang, sailed from the anchorage in the northern suburbs, sailed downstream along the main channel, and headed to Jianghan.

"From now on, we are entering a high-risk area." Zhui Yeliang pulled Bai Ruer out of the driver's cabin, and set the sailing parameters, "24 kilometers, we may have to travel for five days, or even ten days. During this period, Including the ears, all the crew members sleep in the cockpit, and they are on duty [-] hours a day, [-] hours per person."

"Understood!" The three young men said in unison.

"Whoever you have a good relationship with, you are not allowed to accompany the shift, or take the place of the shift." Saying this, Zhu Yeliang looked at Yuan Zhen and Jia Xibei, and they looked at each other and lowered their heads.

Then, Zhuyeliang's eyepiece turned to Gao Xiu and paused briefly between him and Bai Ruer: "Everyone must ensure the best fighting condition."

Gao Xiu was stunned, it was just a kiss, how did he find out?

"Brother Zhu, look." Yuan Zhen pointed at Chengsha behind him, and in the distance, he could see a black flag standing on the port, which was Bai Ruer's roaring lion.

Zhui Yeliang was no surprise, the Longmen group did it, they reached a deal with Bai Ruer, they surrendered to the Lion Hall, and obtained the actual control of Jiazi Chengsha.

Chapter 82 teases┃"He came for you, using blood and fire to pave a way for you to be free."

"You really...killed Diao Ran?" Cen Zhuo asked.

After a while of silence in the darkness, the ghost said, "When did I say I was Luo Bin?"

"Isn't it?" Cen Zhuo frowned, "But the tone of your words..."

"No." Ghost said firmly.

But the situation in that red room, how Luo Bin killed Diao Ran, those details, other than the two of them, it is impossible for a third person to know.

Cen Zhuo's heart tightened for a while, the Diao Ran and Luo Bin in the story were him and Zhu Yeliang right now, their one-sided longing, but what they got was betrayal.

"Don't you want to know what happened next?" Ghost asked.

Cen Zhuo was surprised: "Is there a future?"

"That's right, that night, Luo Bin used Jiu Jiner to mobilize troops overnight, and crossed the river to annex Jianghan. At first, the 07th Division resisted fiercely, but the 251st Brigade couldn't stand it at all. Later, Luo Bin showed Diao Ran's body... ...The whole process only took four hours, and he became the commander of Division 07, the unique master of Jianghan."

Cen Zhuo was dumbfounded.

"The next day, Luo Bin woke up from the wine." The ghostly voice trembled, "He regretted it very much. Diao Ran's words 'I like you' always rang in his ears, driving him crazy."

Cen Zhuo recalled what Guimei said: It is not easier to deceive than to be deceived. Sometimes, the deceived is no longer there, but the deceived lives in regret all his life.

"At that time, Division 07 had several laboratories. Apart from the ferrous metals being tested, Diao Ran also secretly researched the technology of consciousness transplantation."

Consciousness transplantation, intercepting human consciousness waves through technical means, and transplanting them from biological carriers to mechanical carriers after digitization, it is said that the government army has tried for many years without success.

Cen Zhuo was surprised, Zhuyeliang used this technique.

"Luo Bin asked the laboratory to take out Diao Ran's brain, extract his consciousness, and then create a mechanical energy field, supported by 22 mature algorithms, and use a huge data cloud as the base library to create a 'thinking bed', Enough to carry all the wisdom of human history, and even predict the future."

Then, transplant Diao Ran into it.Cen Zhuo shivered.

"Although that handsome body is rotten, Diao Ran's thoughts, his clever brain, and his Buddha heart, his love for himself, Luo Bin hoped, can stay with him until he dies."

"Success...is it successful?" Cen Zhuo asked softly.

For a long time, the ghost did not answer.

"elder brother?"

"No," sighed a long time, "more than two years, thousands of failures, in the end only the logical analysis ability was successfully transplanted, and the emotional part disappeared forever."

This result, Cen Zhuo felt sorry for him.

"Even so, Luo Bin still regarded the mechanical energy field as Diao Ran, made a box for him, and kept it on the desk at all times," Guigui smiled, "and sprinkled a handful of black metal into it, because the magnetic field, the metal The particles are suspended and come together like a heart, spinning as if alive."

"elder brother……"

The ghost walked up to Cen Zhuo: "Diao Ran is dead, and Luo Bin has to do his best to keep his consciousness. If you are alive, Zhu Yeliang will definitely come to you, don't give up."

The sockets of Cen Zhuo's eyes became hot, and he spurred tears, he gritted his teeth to hold back.

The ghostly hand caressed his face, trying to give him courage, but found that his skin was very hot: "Do you have a fever?"

"Maybe," Cen Zhuo exhaled, heavy and stuffy, "the brazing...is inflamed."

"This won't work, before Zhui Yeliang comes, you first..."

At this time, the triangular pattern on the head trembled, and the ghost quickly slipped into the darkness. The metal plate moved away, and Ding Huanliang walked down energetically, followed by a younger brother, carrying a bucket of water.

"Cen Zhuo, miss me?" He put his hands in his pockets and held his head arrogantly.

Cen Zhuo narrowed his eyes to avoid the light.

"Look at your current appearance," Ding Huanliang mocked him, "you are simply a mouse afraid of light."

Cen Zhuo disdained to talk to him, and drooped his shoulders weakly.

"It's not okay to be listless," Ding Huanliang pulled out the dagger from his back waist, the light of the knife reflected the light of the core office and reflected on his face, "I have to refresh you."

Cen Zhuo was indifferent, showing no fear, nor any obvious anger.

Ding Huanliang put on his gloves and touched his hot skin: "I have a fever." Satisfied, he grabbed the steel rod inserted into his right rib and tugged. "Is the flesh around here rotten?"

Cen Zhuo screamed, his teeth rattled, and the saliva dripped onto his chest uncontrollably.

"Don't worry, it's not time to pull it out yet," Ding Huanliang pressed his ear and patted his shoulder affectionately, "Based on our friendship, we can only get there."

Cen Zhuo didn't say a word, he knew that the harder he was, the more unhappy Ding Huanliang would be, and the darker his attacks would be, but he was stubborn and refused to give in.

Ding Huanliang's knife arrived and touched his hot body: "It's so beautiful, this body of flowers," the tip of the knife slid across the nipples, and gently teased at the lower edge of the chest muscles, "It makes people want to pick one off..." The knife pierced into the flesh, carving slowly along the enchanting edge of the peony flower, blood seeped out, soaking the hand holding the knife.

The pain was so extreme that Cen Zhuo couldn't cry anymore, he opened his mouth and breathed with difficulty.

"It really fits your name," Ding Huanliang looked at the bloody flower and smiled viciously, "Cen 'Zhuo'."

He backed away a few steps and motioned for the person carrying the bucket to splash water.

The water was on his body, it was salt water, Cen Zhuo screamed, clutching the iron chain tightly with both hands, the pain was so painful that he wanted to die, for a moment, he was almost dead, drifting between dizziness and sobriety, in his pale vision, He saw Lu Jiusuo, his ninth brother.

Deeply furrowed brows, with a short scar between them, Cen Zhuo said to him, "I don't like this, you know that."

Lu Jiusuo hugged him from behind: "Don't move, treat it like a brother's hug..."

But Cen Zhuo pushed him away and warned him not to screw everything up.

Oh my god, Cen Zhuo realized how cruel he was. He was used to being capricious and presumptuous towards Lu Jiu, and even refusing was so unreasonable.

And Jin Shui, in the conference room of Jialan Hall, he was playing tricks and asked her: "I want to marry you or something, is it considered sick?"

He considered Shenyang's situation and the benefits of a political marriage, but he didn't consider Jin Shui's feelings. No matter how strong she is, she is still a woman, looking forward to a real love, not an exchange of benefits. Even when she dies, Cen Zhuo will I was escaping and didn't say "I'm sorry" to her properly.

It's too cruel, Cen Zhuo hates himself, he is simply a bastard, he hurt so many people, being thrown in Menggui City by Zhuyeliang today is just the lightest retribution.

Zhui Yeliang, as soon as he grasped the name, he couldn't let it go, he fantasized desperately, that guy regretted it, at this very moment he was in the ghost town, facing the third sky, with a lion's roar, after a while, just a while, He will appear in front of his eyes and take him away...

"Secretary, headquarters information."

After waking up from the dream, pain, humiliation, and scorching heat all rushed back, full of nerves.

Cen Zhuo blinked. There was a younger brother in a suit on the stairs. Ding Huanliang took off his gloves in disappointment, wrapped the handle of the knife and handed it to him, and walked up quickly.

He Feifei was in the room, hugging Xiaopang, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

The big screen on the wall was on, waiting to receive a signal, "What is it?" Ding Huanliang wiped the blood on his hands, "Read the video description."

"Yes..." The younger brother paused, "The message from Peony Lion from Chengsha passed through Jianghan and then transferred to Xingdu."

Ding Huanliang was startled, and it was so cold that it turned into sand, only four hundred kilometers away from Jianghan.

A picture appeared on the screen, a very clear, devastated battlefield, with a scarlet figure standing in the middle, He Feifan stood up abruptly, Xiaopang let out a cry, and stuck to his arm.

Is that... Chasing Yeliang?Ding Huanliang was also stunned, covered in full armor, with a terrifying lion mask, and holding Liu Chen's body in his hand, exactly like the murderer in Jianghan back then.

"Yuzawa, I'm back." The momentum was overwhelming.

"You wait for me obediently in Jianghan." Domineering tone.

"Is my president okay?" He asked about Cen Zhuo, the lights all over his body were brightly lit.

Ding Huanliang suddenly shuddered.

"If he loses a hair, you, and your gang of useless cadres, will have to use blood to make up for it!"

It's... late.

"When I go to Jianghan, if I don't see him, the whole dyeing house will be buried with him!"

For a moment, Ding Huanliang almost couldn't stand up, and quickly supported the desk behind him.When the video ended, the big screen went dark, but the shock from the other side of the screen lingered for a long time.

"When was the video recorded?" Ding Huanliang asked.

The younger brother inquired about the file information: "Yesterday."

"Hurry up, I'll be in Jianghan today," Ding Huanliang looked at He Feifan, "Maybe now..."

He Feifan noticed his uneasiness, put down Xiaopang, and signaled his subordinates to go down with a wink. There were only the two of them in the room, and Ding Huanliang threw himself into his arms without any scruples: "You said... Yu Ze forwarded the video to me, yes What's the meaning?"

"Let you be a little bit more measured," He Feifan stroked his back slowly, helping him to calm down, "After all, Cen Zhuo is so important to Zhuyeliang, no one thought of it."

Ding Huanliang was silent at first, and then said: "The video is just a prelude, and Jiang Han will have an official order soon."

Xiaopang was calling, twisting his buttocks and calling He Feifan, Ding Huanliang looked at it, his cute look made people jealous: "If I were Yuze, and I was threatened by Zhuyeliang like this, I would cut off Cen Zhuo's head and give it to him Send it over."

He Feifan was surprised: "You still want to kill Cen Zhuo?"

"Of course," Ding Huanliang let out a desperate smile, "It's not a gentleman not to take revenge."

"Zhuyeliang will really kill you!"

Ding Huanliang rolled his eyes: "What if Cen Zhuo committed suicide?"

He Feifan was stunned.

"Zui Yeliang threw him here," Ding Huanliang said viciously, like a cold snake, "Cen Zhuo is dead, he should blame himself."

"Hey!" He Feifei tightened his grip on him, "I never object to what you are going to do, but this time it won't work, you are risking your life and our future!"

Ding Huanliang looked up at him, a man who was used to being a hooligan, but worried about him like a mother-in-law.

"Understood," he said lazily, "give me a laugh, Secretary He."

He Feifan didn't want to laugh, but couldn't help it: "Dare to tease me..."

He lifted Ding Huanliang up and rubbed the tip of his nose like a dog teasingly. Ding Huanliang avoided it and said disgustedly, "Stop rubbing me, go rub your chubby."

The two got tired of each other for a while, and He Feifan left with Xiaopang in his arms.Ding Huanliang saw the dirty blood on his fingers, his eyes changed, and he walked down the core cell.

Cen Zhuo was paralyzed on the iron chain, half dead, lifeless, looking at it this way, he looked like a martyr in an old painting, so miserable that it was almost holy.

Ding Huanliang looked at the body, shoulders, waistline, and sweaty collarbone. For him, Zhu Yeliang did not hesitate to expose his whereabouts. Is it because of that reason?

"Hey, wake up."

Cen Zhuo reluctantly opened his eyes, and for a moment he couldn't get the focus right. Ding Huanliang's face was suddenly far away and near, like a white mist, steaming in front of the hot retina.

"I have news for you," the face seemed to be smiling, "just got the latest location of Peony Lion."

What?who?

"No response, your Chasing Night Cool."

Cen Zhuo suddenly came back to his senses, as if he had been shot, his cloudy eyes widened.

Ding Huanliang rubbed the blood spots on his chin: "Guess where he is."

Cen Zhuo's heart was pounding, where...here?

Ding Huanliang saw the expectation in his eyes, and knew what answer he wanted to hear, but he didn't say anything, he walked slowly, playing with a broken heart in his palm.

Cen Zhuo's gaze followed him, like a timid kitten.

"Have you ever thought that Zhuyeliang is in Menggui City?" Ding Huanliang looked at his pitiful face, it was really funny, "Now that we have reached the third heaven, we are going to call in soon?"

Thinking about it, Cen Zhuo almost shouted, he thought about it.

"He came for you, using blood and fire to pave a way for you to be free."

Trembling, Cen Zhuo stared at him without blinking, and even heard the sound of cannons.

"There are still 10 minutes," Ding Huanliang looked at his watch, "or 5 minutes, he will appear above this cell, kill me, take you away, and prove his love."

"Really..." Cen Zhuo held his breath, like an overturned fish desperately longing for a drop of water, "Really?"

Ding Huanliang sneered: "Of course it's fake."

Cen Zhuo was stunned.

"You are so confused, you are still dreaming of spring and autumn dreams in this kind of place!"

Cen Zhuo stared at him blankly.

"Do you think you are Bai Ruer?" Ding Huanliang's words pierced his bone marrow like a needle, "Do you think that the ghost city will be opened a second time for Peony Lion?"

Being teased, Cen Zhuo was cold all over, like a lowly worm, all the anger, shame, and embarrassment were so insignificant, he lowered his head slowly.

This man was about to collapse, Ding Huanliang licked his lips, he just wanted to add another straw: "Zhuyeliang has already taken Bai Ruer through Chengsha, and he will go to Jianghan immediately."

Cen Zhuo suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

"He doesn't want you anymore," Ding Huanliang said maliciously, "You just rot and stink in this shabby place, and even I, the person who tortured you, won't stay with you."

Cen Zhuo closed his eyes in pain, he was dying, not to mention struggling, he didn't even have the strength to bark like a beast.

"If I were you," Ding Huanliang was enthusiastic, "I wouldn't live for a minute."