Treading Cloud City, death row——

Wow –

A bucket of cold water was splashed, and Yan Pingsong, who had been in a coma for a long time, slowly opened his eyes. He was now suspended from a shelf, his wrists worn by the rough hemp rope, and his eyes were dark red. A guard with a broom quickly cleaned the ground. This kind of eerie and foul-smelling place really doesn't want to stay for a moment.

Yan Pingsong's memory was still in the courtyard, and the blood-red aura in his eyes was like a ghost, and he couldn't help but tremble when he thought about it now.

At first, Yan Pingsong didn't feel anything special about that weak woman, except for her good looks, she usually hid behind the guard beside her. I had seen the fire attribute aura on her palm that night, and I was indeed taken aback, but I didn't have much defense against her.

Who knows...... Who knows that woman!!

The more Yan Pingsong thought about it, the more angry he became, and the meridians that had been broken by Ruan Fei's aura forcibly mobilized the aura, and the physical body couldn't bear it at all. The aura rushed out of the veins and muscles, tearing his skin and texture, and Yan Pingsong couldn't help but snort in pain.

There was a sound of footsteps coming from the darkness, and the lit candles around them flickered.

The cleaning guards retreated respectfully, and Yan Pingsong struggled to open his swollen eyes and see the person clearly.

It's An Xiaoyun.

An Xiaoyun hated the death row in Tayun City to the core. She loved to wear white clothes, and especially hated having other colors dye the hem of her clothes. In addition to being sturdy, this death row is really dirty and smelly.

Enduring the stench, An Xiaoyun stepped on the newly bought leather boots under his feet and stood a few steps away from Yan Pingsong.

"How does it feel?" An Xiaoyun asked Yan Pingsong. Yan Pingsong thought that An Xiaoyun was asking him how he felt about being locked up, and his eyes lowered again: "It feels okay, after all, I am also an old acquaintance of this place." ”

Those who were driven out and found when they entered the city were sent to this place. They were tied up in exactly the same position as he is now, and it is not unjust that they have fallen to the point where they are today.

An Xiaoyun didn't talk to him again, she gently stepped over the unfinished blood stains on the ground, and the leather boots under her feet collided with the ground, making a crisp sound.

She looked up at this man who had been her master, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that there was anyone in this Cloud City who could hurt him like this.

"I heard from my father that it was the woman named Ruan Fei who broke through your meridians, right?"

Yan Pingsong didn't answer, anyway, he was of no use to the father and daughter now, and what was waiting for him was just death. An Xiaoyun didn't go along with him, she took a spirit stone from the people around her.

Yan Pingsong, who was closing his eyes to recuperate, felt that something in his body was about to explode, and his head was swollen. He looked up and found that An Xiaoyun was holding the spirit stone in his hand, and where he was standing at his feet, there happened to be a magic circle. And that magic circle, with the spirit stone in An Xiaoyun's hand, was used to catalyze the forbidden spells on those people.

Did you really get hit after you fainted? Yan Pingsong knew that as a monk, he was not very successful, and he only used his relationship to worship Changfeng.

"It's all retribution." Yan Pingsong let out a long sigh. He didn't tell An Xiaoyun about the three people until he lost consciousness, "I'll be waiting for you on Huangquan Road." ”

A stream of golden aura flowed out of the spirit stone, flowing down the dust, little by little, towards the top of Yan Pingsong's head. As soon as he touched the top of his head, the blood in Yan Pingsong's body boiled, as if he had been thrown into the magma, and the blood rushed out of his eye sockets, accompanied by a foul smell, and began to erode his skin little by little.

The blood flowing through the five internal organs also began to penetrate inside, Yan Ping was so painful that he couldn't help himself, his howl broke through his throat, and the entire death row could only hear his painful screams.

An Xiaoyun covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief in disgust, and now it was useless to cover Yan Pingsong's mouth, he could only be melted by his blood.

"When his throat is eroded, he won't make a sound. You wait here, and when you get it, you give it directly to your father. ”

I don't know what my father wants this thing for. An Xiaoyun was about to explode emotionally now, and the servant beside him handed over a pill in time, and An Xiaoyun swallowed it with water, feeling a little better.

It's strange, I'm not that grumpy person, but now I can't even bear to interrogate a prisoner. She held the hilt of the Purple Spirit Sword, thinking about what her grandfather had said to her before leaving. Originally, I wanted to calm down, but this time not only did I not calm down, but it became even more uncomfortable.

It seemed that something was about to explode in her heart, and An Xiaoyun felt that she had to find a breakthrough.

The servant beside her lowered his eyebrows and waited for her to give orders, and An Xiaoyun clenched the hilt of his sword. The servant didn't dare to look at her, An Xiaoyun called her name, answered, and just raised her head, she felt a chill on her neck.

The servant's head slowly slid down the diagonal mouth and fell to the ground, her maid's dress stained red with her own blood, and the look of disbelief on her face.

"Whew...... Comfortable. An Xiaoyun didn't look at the servant again, and strode forward.

When Anjifeng received the ashes, he was very satisfied. He used a bottle to fill all the ashes of Yan Pingsong's heart, the capacity was just right, and then walked into the room with the bottle, and the floor of the room was covered with a huge magic circle. After a few moments, a chef-like man walked in and brought a plate of things.

It was already dark, and Ruan Liu and the others followed the old woman to the camp where they were stationed.

The number of people is not very large, only a dozen people. The people inside looked sick, and the women took the prey from the men and began to disassemble them with knives.

Ruan Fei sighed in her heart, why was her technique so irritable.

After a while, Ruan Fei found that not only the people who dealt with the prey, but also the people who were squatting aside to discuss things, and the people who had nothing to do, their expressions were not very relaxed, and their hearts seemed to be suppressed by something all the time, and they were about to explode.

It's like the kid before. Ruan Fei recalled that the child who had died, and she began to lose her temper for no reason, and she didn't know why the crowd took a fancy to her. And the brute force when he dragged her away......

Liu Peiqing made a big jump, jumped onto a big tree, glanced around, and said to Ruan Fei on the ground: "It seems that someone is coming, should we avoid it." ”

The group of people who came was the guards around An Xiaoyun before, and Ruan Fei was often seen on Xinjie. But now, they didn't wear that heavy armor. They approached softly, targeting the same group of men stationed here.

Night had come, and the two teams of men and horses in the woods were waiting quietly.