Tonight's night seems to be unprecedentedly long, and the night is hard to see.

The old man in the armor held the gold abacus in one hand, and the two of them flew with the rainbow in the other hand, straight into the central heaven of Fuyun City, standing at the top of the highest thunder tower in the center of Fuyun City, and could take the entire Fuyun City into his eyes when he looked down.

"Jiang Changan, tell me, is it white or black on this day?"

Now the white fog is cloudy, and there is a white curtain between heaven and earth, making people unable to see the road ahead, and it has become black at the extreme. How could such a paranoid madman just ask between the lines?

Jiang Changan didn't answer silently, his whole body couldn't move, but fortunately, this dagger sealed the spiritual power of his whole body, and it had no effect on his physical body's self-healing ability, the blood no longer flowed, and his face was still as usual.

In a trance, Xiao Zongheng didn't know if it was his own delusion, Jiang Changan was not panicked as he expected, nor was he afraid at all.

Xiao Zongheng glanced at him and said with a smile: "I guess your brain must be running at a rapid pace now, and in the blink of an eye, you have thought of thousands of ways to escape, but the final conclusion is a dead end." Because no matter how brilliant your talent is, and how your strength is respected as a leader among your peers, it is only a monk who has just stepped out of the Purple Mansion Realm and stepped into the Purple Mansion with half a foot in the Cave Ruins Realm, and it is impossible for him to escape under the nose of a powerful and powerful person. ”

"Jiang Changan, it's still a long night, I have prepared a better gift for you, you look down. ”

"I look at your mother, have you forgotten that I can't move now?" he was just fixed to look ahead, and now standing on the top of the tower, all he saw was a white mist.

Xiao Zongheng was suddenly choked hard, his eyebrows revealed unhappiness, the heart of the old man in the sixtieth armor rubbed his throat, and he looked at Xiao Zongheng with a warm and angry face, so far I have never seen the master be scolded like this, this young man in white was pinched in his hands, this person is not afraid of death?

With a flick of the golden light from the old man's fingertips, Jiang Chang'an's head was free to watch, and when he saw the scene on the ground, his face gradually became gloomy to the extreme.

The lights in the floating cloud city are bright, the voices of the people are boiling, the ordinary people have withdrawn from the city early, and the three dynasties and one meeting have already returned to the dynasty. The source of the noise was the cultivators who poured in like a tide, and as Gong Yi Yun said, more than a hundred clans in Jiangzhou attacked at the same time, and they had surrounded this place.

The battle had already begun, and the center of Fuyun City had already been razed to the ground by the contest between the strong for dozens of miles, and the flames were blazing, and the ghosts were crying and howling.

Bodhi Eye can clearly observe the entire battle situation, there are countless dead bodies on the ground, mostly a rabble of many families, and from time to time you can also see the corpses of Jiangfu disciples buried in the flames, with broken arms and limbs.

The few remaining Jiang family guards lined up to form an octagonal array, and then, he saw that figure, as if he was always smiling, an elegant young man with his eyes narrowed into a slit, sitting in the center of the octagonal circle in a black robe, sitting in a wheelchair, indescribably indifferent, as if he had put life and death out of the way.

Ah Li was by his side as usual, but his abdomen was hit hard by some treasure, and the blood dyed the black tight cloth robe a dark red, and his face was pale, and he was about to fall.

The power of the seventeen half-step powers shook the heavens and rumbled, as if they could be broken at any time, and the night completely shrouded the moonlight, and there were no days, and thousands of colorful colors were regenerated in the darkness, floating in the air, this glimmer of light was like a torch and illuminated the ruins of the broken wall transparently, which was the magic weapon sacrificed by many monks.

Xiao Zongheng's face returned to a crazy smile: "Jiang Changan, do you see it, each of these people is eager to peel Jiang Xiaoru's skin and cramp, gnaw on his flesh, and gnaw his bones, in fact, I just gently pushed behind my back, and there is this scene."

But this is also Jiang Xiaoru's own fault, I heard that since more than half a year ago, Jiang Xiaoru has accepted external families to live in Jiangzhou without restraint, perhaps he wants to control these external forces to balance Jiangfu's hostile families in Jiangzhou, but unfortunately the step is too big and, not only did not achieve the effect of his tone, but these families united together and vowed to cut Jiangfu to the roots. ”

He laughed maniacally: "This reminds me of a story that a long time ago, there was a farmer who picked up a frozen snake in the village in the cold winter, and the farmer was kind, so he put the frozen snake into his arms to keep warm, and the snake that felt the warmth slowly woke up, but bit the farmer's throat. Isn't Jiang Xiaoru like these families like this story? This is human nature, the farmer and the snake. ”

"Jiang Changan, in fact, you should thank me more, after all, Jiang Lingfeng's death was created by Jiang Xiaoru, and now I let you have a chance to see the tragic death of your brother and enemy in front of you, you should be grateful to me. ”

Jiang Changan suddenly looked at him, showed a weird smile, and said, "This is your purpose?"

Xiao Zongheng's laughter stopped abruptly, his heart seemed to fall to the bottom in an instant, and a bad mood came into being, and he said coldly:

"Isn't that enough?"

Jiang Changan smiled: "You should throw me down, let me slowly experience the helpless feeling of chewing in countless battles, let me get closer and closer to hope when I get closer and closer to Jiang Xiaoru, and then watch my hope shattered with my own eyes." ”

The old man on the side was in a cold sweat when he heard this, what kind of person is this? Naked madman, compared with Xiao Zongheng, the young man in front of him who did not change his face and offered advice to the enemy was more like a madman, fearless, and everything was allowed.

Xiao Zongheng was also slightly stunned, and said with a sneer: "I didn't expect you to be so calm at this time, Jiang Changan, you are really surprising me more and more! Hahaha...... However, I will not grant you your wish. ”

Jiang Changan's expression was sassy: "It doesn't matter, the result is the same." ”

"The same? You mean you have what it takes to get away from here? You can't help but look down on yourself. Xiao Zongheng was calm on the surface, but his heart was confused, and unconsciously he was more curious about what the other party had?

Jiang Changan smiled: "Regarding the farmer and the snake, the version I heard is different from what you heard, it is more simple and direct. ”

"Oh?" Xiao Zongheng's eyes flickered, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger, did he really have a back hand? After repeatedly glancing at the short dagger inserted in his stomach, and then at the old man, this uneasiness was gradually subsided.

Jiang Chang'an narrated:

"Once upon a time, a farmer picked up a frozen snake, and the farmer cut out the snake gall to make medicinal herbs, peeled off the snake skin to make a piano and drum, and removed the snake bones to make a fish hook, and the rest of the snake meat was put into a bonfire and stewed into a hearty snake soup. ”

Xiao Zongheng's eyes changed completely, and he couldn't help but take half a step back in a panic, and said coldly: "Do you have the ability to stew this snake soup?" ”

"Don't believe it, look at the palm of my hand......" Jiang Changan smiled warmly.

Although he firmly believed that he couldn't move, Xiao Zongheng still looked behind him with a weak heart, and suddenly, his pupils condensed to the size of sesame seeds, and the old man in the sixtieth armor was also in disbelief, only to see that the fist in Jiang Changan's right hand actually broke through the confinement and gradually spread out, slowly erecting -

Raise your middle finger!

"Falk Squid!"