In the east of the post house, a house was crowded with worried soldiers, and everyone looked into the door from time to time, but they did not dare to go in, and no one talked, and the atmosphere seemed very depressing.

Although the room was not lit, it was dazzling, and a dozen female mages stood in a circle around the wall, all holding their staffs high, and the gems on the top of the staff emitted various bright lights, illuminating the small room as if it were day. There was a bed in the middle of the house, around which several doctors and priests were busy treating the wounds of the people lying on the bed.

It was Lan Ya, she had multiple fractures all over her body, and her internal organs had also been severely shaken, if she hadn't started to cultivate the Qi Condensation Technique, she probably wouldn't have been able to survive it at all.

Several female soldiers of the Shushan Revenge Legion fought on the side, sending hot water from time to time, bringing out red blood, all with red and swollen eyes, and choking with tears. A little farther away, Isara's tiptoe nervously watched, her tattered robe sitting at her feet, her left hand tied to a splint hanging from her neck, frowning at the nothingness in front of her.

At the moment of the explosion, because it happened too fast, only Lan Ya, who had been accompanying the carriage, reacted. Instead of using her agility to dodge, she lifted the curtain and pounced on Youyou, holding her down.

The energy of the explosion is very huge, and it has a fight with the flame explosion of the elemental walkers, but fortunately, Cheng Xiaotian's carriage is specially made, and it is lined with steel bars, and after the explosion destroys the carriage, most of the strength has disappeared, and Lan Ya was lucky not to be killed on the spot.

"Must, avenge Lanya!" Youyou, who had always been as peaceful as water, suddenly gritted his teeth and roared, and his body trembled slightly because he was too hard.

At this moment, there was a noise outside the house, accompanied by the angry shouts of the envoys, and Isara's brows immediately furrowed when she heard this. The wounded are being rescued here, how can it be noisy?!

Just as he was about to go out to drink, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Rhona glanced at the operating table, turned to Isara, and whispered, "Lord Isara, they sent the murderer."

Ishara waved her hand. Said: "First escort him to the East House and lock him up."

"Oh." Rhona was about to leave with the door, when she felt a tightening of her wrist and looked back to meet Isara's distorted face of resentment.

"You see it for yourself. But don't let him kill himself! Ishara said through gritted teeth.

Lorna nodded heavily: "My lord, please rest assured!"

Isara's hand let go, and Rhona trotted away.

Inside, after some more resuscitation, the doctors and priests finally retreated. Wiping the sweat beads on his forehead tiredly, the members of the envoy immediately gathered around and asked with expectant eyes.

"It's a miracle she's okay." An elderly doctor barely smiled and sighed: "Her physical recovery is amazing, I'm afraid even the druids can't compare, we actually just gave her life, I didn't expect that after a while, she actually got better quickly."

Hearing his words, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The mystery of this is known only to Youyou. Lan Ya is a typical partial water physique, and most of the water stored in the sea of blood is water spiritual power, and the speed of water spiritual power self-healing is faster than that of wood spiritual power.

"Please keep vigil here, and there must be no mistakes." Isara, pleading warmly to the doctors and priests, took out money bags from her satchel and distributed them. "If it's not respectful, please laugh at it."

The money bags were in hand, and after checking to make sure that they were all gold coins, they all stayed.

After stabilizing the situation, Isara turned her head and walked out the door. Several female avengers with long swords on their backs followed out murderously.

Outside the house, Isara, glanced at the people crowding the courtyard and said, "Lanya survived, everyone ......"

The words are not finished. The door was pushed forward, and Yu Yu came out gloomily with his arms hanging down, and walked straight to the east without saying a word.

"Arrange for people to guard the gate, send three groups of people to patrol the courtyard wall, and everyone else go to rest, Lanya needs to recuperate." Ishara hurriedly finished her order. hurriedly chased after him.

The East House is located at the foot of the east wall of the post house, only a lonely room, the original function is unknown, and now it has been forcibly requisitioned by the Arathi envoys into a cage and torture room. There was a candle lit in the room, and the light of the fire flickered to make it even darker, and a dwarf in a coarse cloth jacket was tied to a chair in layers of knots, and even a thick hemp rope was tied to his mouth, and he could not move a bit.

This is a middle-aged dwarf, looking at the dress, but just an ordinary farmer. However, there is also a peculiarity, he doesn't seem to be scared at all, but has a mocking smile on his face, and looks at Rhona opposite with a little smugness.

Bang dang!

The door was pushed open, and Yu Yu appeared in the doorway, dressed in black, with a cold face, and his left arm hanging from a white bandage was shocking. When he saw her, the middle-aged dwarf stared, then closed his eyes and turned his head.

"Lady Yuyu, why are you here!" Lorna was startled, and hurriedly went up and asked with concern, she was not lightly injured.

Youyou waved her hand, signaling that she was okay, and went into the house and sat down opposite the dwarf, and didn't speak, just stared straight at him. An unspeakable pressure struck, and the dwarf who pretended to be dead opened his eyes, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he saw a layer of black gas rising from Youyou's body.

"Oh my God!" Rhona was so frightened that she took three steps back in a row, and exclaimed, "Shadow! Ma'am, you ......."

Not only can priests worship holy gods, but they can also make pacts with evil and gain the power of shadows. Under the fire of hatred, he threw himself into the arms of the devil and transformed into the evil Shadow Priest!

In just an instant, Yu Yu disappeared into the darkness, and after one glance at Rhona, he continued to stare at the panicked dwarf.

The door was pushed open again, and Ishara walked in with several female soldiers, along with Floma, who was shocked to see this scene.

"Don't worry, after torture his soul, I will get rid of all the evil energy." Youyou's voice was hoarse, cold as ice. Then she stretched out her jet-black right hand, put it on the dwarf's celestial spirit cover, and slowly closed her eyes.

The bound dwarves struggled desperately, terrified, and could not break free.

"Come out!"

Yu Yu suddenly opened his eyes, let out a loud shout, and violently pushed his right hand back, and a humanoid phantom was dragged out and thrown to the ground. This is the soul of the dwarf, and she has captured it alive.

The living soul was about to escape, when a chain of black flames rolled over, entangled him to death, and the shadow flames that could directly scorch people's souls were blazing, and "sizzling" on the soul.

"Ahh The soul struggled desperately, and the screams made people's scalps tingle when they heard it.

The torture was not over yet, after tying up the soul, Yu You's right hand was weakly grasped, and a whip burning with black fire appeared out of thin air and whipped down on the soul.

Syllable!

The whip was whipped directly on the soul, and the soul was distorted and distorted, and the miserable howl was interrupted, turning into a dull "whining" sound. The pain of directly whipping the soul is better than ** 10,000 times, and you can't stand the King Kong who is beaten with iron.

"I don't need you to say it now, when I want you to say it, if you dare to hide it a little, I will lock your soul and whip it for ten thousand years!" There was a strange evil in the dark words, and the whip in his hand kept beating all the time.

The locked soul was writhing desperately on the ground, and the eyes of the people around were cold, and no one showed a trace of sympathy.

The whipping lasted for a full ten minutes, and the soul had been beaten into a mist, and Yu Yu stopped and injected a black gas into the soul. After the black qi entered, the soul gradually solidified and the form stabilized.

"Say it." Yu Yu said lightly.

The soul gasped, completely surrendered, shook his head and said with difficulty: "I don't know much, it was a person who brought me out of death row, fed me the poison that had regular attacks, and then asked me to do it, at the cost of giving my son 1,000 gold coins after I died."

"Who's that man?" Ishara asked in a deep voice.

The soul looked at Isara and shook her head, "I don't know, I didn't even see him."

"And how do you know he's going to keep his promise?" Ishara asked.

"I'm not stupid, ma'am." The soul sighed: "As a thief, maybe no one will believe his words, but he will not doubt the promise of MI7."

"Stormwind, MI7!" Yu Yu Huo Ran got up, gritted his teeth and roared.

Click!

Ishara subconsciously forced, and the corner of the table was broken. (To be continued.) )

PS: The second volume of foreshadowing is coming to an end, and the excitement will be presented gradually, friends, no matter what tickets are smashed, but if there are surprises, the author will add more returns.