"Let him go" The old and majestic voice sounded slowly, and as the voice fell, the two people carrying Zi Nanli threw him to the ground very casually, and now he seems to be no longer so important.

Zi Nanli opened his eyes slightly, and what fell into his eyes was a small stone house, the house was very shabby, if a stone plate with incomplete water chestnuts could be counted as a table, then there would be no other furnishings in this stone house.

It was an old man who spoke, his beard and hair were all white, and the years had carved the imprint of time on the old man's face, and the wrinkles of different shades and the pair of gloomy eyes seemed to tell the truth that the old man's days were numbered.

The old man sat quietly on the ground, looking at him calmly without a trace of waves, Zi Nanli didn't like such a sad and joyless gaze.

The hemp rope that bound his hands and feet had been untied, and Zi Nanli slowly stood up with his slightly sore wrist.

"Kneel," the boy who escorted him here shouted, the boy's cold and hard expression was a little hideous in the dim candlelight of the stone house.

Zi Nanli raised his eyebrows and said, "Why?"

The boy gritted his teeth with anger on his face and said, "Damn the Gandhara, I told you to kneel"

The spear in the boy's hand that had stopped the fire stabbed at Zi Nanli's calf fiercely, but the seemingly sharp white mang broke into two with a "ding", and the tip of the spear flew out and shot at the stone roof, stirring up a small spark.

The atmosphere in the stone house was tense all of a sudden, and the two boys who were carrying Zi Nanli before immediately pulled out the short sword at their waist in a panic, but the boy with the spear quickly abandoned the spear in his hand, rolled on the spot, and blocked the old man.

"I just want to talk," Zi Nanli spread his hands and said with a sincere expression.

The calm in the stone house did not last long, the slightly older boy opened his mouth, as if he wanted to shout loudly, summoning his companions in, Zi Nanli sighed twice, shook his fingers, looked at the old man as if threatening, and said softly: "Oh, young man, don't be impulsive"

There was no sound, as if the sound of the wind had been cut off from the stone house, and a sharp blade silently rested on Zi Nanli's neck.

The blade slid quickly and fiercely across his neck, but there was not a drop of blood that should have gushed out, replaced by a spark bursting out, and the sound of gold and iron clashing resounded in the stone house.

Zi Nanli didn't react in the slightest from beginning to end, as if everything that happened between the lightning and flint just now was an illusion, and his eyes were always focused on the old man.

A black shadow flashed away and landed beside the old man, and Zi Nanli glanced at the black shadow lightly.

The skin is like clotted fat, the skin is like jade snow, the eyebrows are like paintings, and the pupils are more like autumn water, but unfortunately under those bright eyes, half of the woman's face is covered by black veil.

The woman's snow-white hand was clutching a short sword tightly at the moment, and the blade was as red as a fire for some reason.

Zi Nanli first glanced at the short sword that had been slashed at his neck before, then glanced at the woman, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "Are the girls of the Shendu clan so strong?" Then I've come to the right place."

"Yong, Bai, stand down," the old man said slowly, with an irresistible tone in his tone.

The boy who was blocking the old man with his bare hands turned back in surprise, "Elder......"

The old man waved his hand, looked at Zi Nanli and said, "Go down, you can't stop him"

Zi Nanli nodded, still with that faint smile on his face, pointed at Yong and said, "Your name is Yong, I said you would regret it."

The boy's face turned snow-white, and he gritted his teeth unwillingly But in the face of the old man's silent gaze, obedience was the only choice he could make.

"If the elder loses a single hair, you will be left with no bones," the man said in a low threat as Zi Nan left his side.

Zi Nanli shook his shoulders and said with a smile: "I respect the old and love the young."

The other two boys, wielding daggers, looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"You're better than that little guy?" Zi Nanli raised his eyebrows and said with interest.

The two boys glanced at the old man, who nodded silently, and then the two bowed backwards and left the stone house.

As for the woman who was called Bai by the old man, she was always like the most loyal guard, always between Zi Nanli and the old man.

The short sword in the woman's hand was no longer red, and the cold light shimmered on it, like a beast about to move.

"The result is still the same after trying once, but I don't like the feeling of wiping my neck, if you don't give up, I'll fight back"

Zi Nanli glanced at the woman lightly and said casually.

"Go down, kid" The old man said in a flat tone, but this time Zi Nanli noticed that when the old man said this, his tone finally had waves, as if the old man who saw through everything, when he faced the woman, he finally fell back from the clouds to the world, and was no longer in such an ethereal state.

"I want your assurance" The glamorous voice revealed under the veil was particularly moving, but the coldness in the woman's tone was also very obvious.

Zi Nanli pursed his lips and said with a bored expression: "You Shendu clan still believe in this? If the curse works, you're going to end up like this?"

The woman squinted, her slender white right hand was slowly raised, and the Limang in her hand shone with cold light.

Zi Nanli raised his hand and made a gesture of begging for mercy, "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, I promise the Heavenly God and Buddha that I have no malice towards the old man behind you, if he loses a hair, I don't mind if you shave all the hair on my body to compensate him."

As soon as such an insincere and extremely unserious voice landed, the short sword in the woman's hand swung out sharply, but the old man stretched out his withered right hand and swept it in the air, and the flying sword disappeared in the dark with a whining sound.

"Amazing, the old man didn't see that it was hidden, it was much stronger than these embroidered pillows with teeth and claws" Zi Nanli glanced at the woman provocatively and said with a smile.

"Elder......" Bai exhaled urgently, and the old man raised his hand to interrupt the woman.

"Go out, child, if he is my fate, then I can only accept it," the old man said slowly, returning to his previous tone of pampering and unfazed.

Zi Nanli rubbed his forehead, and said with a pout: "I am indeed your fate, but the scope is a little larger, to be exact, I am the fate of the Shendu clan, and it is still good luck."

The old man smiled slightly, shook his head noncommittally, and then the old man turned his head to look at the woman, and the woman named Bai finally lowered her head, leaned over and saluted the old man, just like when she appeared before, and disappeared into the stone house in an instant, and the strange figure even Zi Nanli didn't see how the other party left.

At this moment, only Zi Nanli and the old man were left in the stone house, the old man looked up at Zi Nanli, and made a gesture of please, Zi Nanli looked around, and found that there was not even a wooden chair in the stone house, so he had to follow the old man's example and sit cross-legged on the ground.

"Don't mind, young man, that the Gandharas don't allow us to sit in the house, and according to them, we untouchables are only worthy of kneeling on the ground," the old man said in a calm voice.

Zi Nanli smiled slightly and said, "The rules are all made by the strong, but if the Shendu clan can endure the current humiliation and taste the courage, it is impossible to say that one day they will be able to clear the clouds and see the blue sky."

The old man smiled faintly, and the furrows on his face were a little sad and sad under the light of the candlelight.

"Lie down and taste the guts, young man, our Shendu clan has endured for hundreds of years, what can we get back? Do you know," said the old man's smiling face, with a hint of anger in his cloudy eyes.

Zi Nanli sighed, nodded and said: "I know, it is the despair that life is worse than death, the loss of pain, the current situation of hunger and cold, and the sadness of being humiliated and helpless"

The old man was stunned, he didn't expect Zi Nanli to have such a statement, and the young man in front of him told all the humiliation of the Shendu clan in the past hundred years.

"And what else do you want to talk to me about?" The old man's surprise and stunned were fleeting, and in a blink of an eye, he returned to his previous appearance, and asked calmly.

"I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to the Shendu clan," Zi Nanli glanced at the old man deeply, as if he was correcting some kind of mistake.

"The old man is not talented, although he has no ability, but he can represent the Shendu clan" A majestic aura emanated from the old man, as if the ease that was about to wither suddenly met the nectar, and returned to his vigorous and vigorous posture.

Zi Nan glanced at the old man, and suddenly felt in his heart that the old man in front of him must have witnessed the splendor of the kingdom of heaven.