Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan were surprisingly in the same way, since the man in black said that there were not many people in the Relic Phoenix Clan, then everything would be easy.

"My lord, the two of us will step back and continue to look for the traces of Yarleyin."

The corners of the mouth that were covered by the ink stain drew a wicked arc.

"Well, go ahead." The hoarse voice of the man in black sounded again.

Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan retreated to the door, but they did not leave.

Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan found a corner, dodged in, and carefully observed the distribution of people around the residence.

"Ran'er, there are more than a dozen black-clothed people around here, and the black-clothed people who just brought us over are also here."

"Well, it seems that most of the people are here, and their strength is not very high, eight or nine levels.

As long as these people are solved, the two in it are not to be afraid. ”

Ink ran against her chin, which seemed to be her habitual movement.

"Yarpo's strength is in the middle of the monarchy, and the man in black is weird, and he can't see the strength clearly."

Jun Chenyuan thought about it carefully and talked to Mo Ran.

"Yarpo subdued and handed it to Rakuin, the man in black ......" Ink Dye paused.

"If the situation changes, I have my own way." As if he had thought of something, his bright starry eyes flashed with brilliance.

"Chen Yuan, do you think it's possible that Yaer Xuansheng is locked up somewhere here?" A fox-like sly glint flashed in Inkdye's eyes.

"Is Dye Er the eldest brother of Yar Leyin?"

"Yes."

"The place of detention is generally within my control, which seems reasonable." Jun Chenyuan observed the surroundings.

"Chen Yuan, you try to feel the breath of the southeast corner."

Ink dye squinted his eyes, as if he had discovered something.

"The breath is messy, and there seem to be too many guards there."

"Chen Yuan, let's try."

Jun Chenyuan looked at Mo Ran's sly look, smiled dotingly, and followed Mo Ran towards the southeast of the courtyard.

The closer Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan got to that direction, the more cold they felt their breath became, making people shudder.

It was an extremely secret cell, and from time to time a sinister aura pierced through it.

Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan stood still at the door of the cell, and their hearts were more and more confirmed by their previous speculations.

"What are you doing here?" The black-clothed man on guard saw the two approaching and shouted continuously.

"Presumptuous, we are ordered by the Lord and the Patriarch to come to check on Yar Xuansheng, if something happens to him, how can the Patriarch find Yar Leyin!"

Ink dyed and pretended to drink, full of confidence.

The man in black on the opposite side seemed to be shocked by Ink-dyed's tone, and coupled with Ink-dyed's familiar face, he hurriedly saluted.

"I'm sorry adults, it's a small eye, so let the two of you in."

The man turned to open the door, and the man in black snorted heavily as he passed by him, and the man in black trembled with fear in his eyes.

Ink Dye and Jun Chenyuan walked into the cell, the long staircase seemed to lead to the ground, and the dark and damp corrupt aura below had been surrounding Mo Dye and Jun Chenyuan.

"Smack."

Jun Chenyuan snapped his fingers, and a beam of fire sprang up from his fingertips, illuminating the dark passage.

"Dye'er, watch your step."

Jun Chenyuan held Ink Dye's little hand to prevent Ink Dye from stepping on the empty stairs.

The two walked slowly down, and finally reached the bottom.

In a man-made stone cave lay an embarrassed young man, this young man is Yaer Xuansheng.

Yar Xuansheng's hair was messily draped over his shoulders, and the strands of hair covered his cheeks, making it difficult to see his expression.

The two sides of the shoulder were pierced by iron rings and nailed to the stone wall behind them, and looking at that position, it seemed to be a pipa bone.

Yar Xuansheng's hands hung weakly at his side, and the clothes on his body were covered by dust, and he couldn't see the original color.

Yar Xuansheng's body was covered with all kinds of scars, some of which had scabbed, and some of which still had blood, and the bright red blood dripped on the dry grass beneath him, staining the ground red.

Ya Erxuan was angry, sweat soaked his hair, and it seemed that the wound was infected.

Mo Ran looked at the scene in front of him, his starry eyes were bloodshot, and his fists were clenched.

"Those people, damn it!"

Jun Chenyuan didn't say a word, but his face was gloomy and scary.

Mo Dye walked quickly to Yaer Xuansheng's side and patted his face gently.

"Yar Xuansheng, wake up!"

"Water." Yar Xuansheng's weak tone spat out a word.

Ink Dye took out the clean water in Biluo and carefully fed it in.

Yar Xuansheng drank the water, his consciousness gradually cleared up, and when he saw Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan's blood-red eyes, his eyes burst out with piercing hatred.

"Get out! You don't want to use me to find music, don't think! ”

"Calm down, we're here to save you, we're friends with Yarlein."

Jun Chenyuan held Yar Xuansheng's shoulder, which was torn open again due to his large movements.

"What? Leyin is back? Why is she so stupid, what is she doing here. ”

Yar Xuansheng lowered his head, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

"Don't worry, we can get you out, trust us."

The ink-dyed warm voice seemed to have magical power, which slowly calmed down Yar Xuansheng's excited emotions.

Mo Ran took out various elixirs to restore his injuries and poured them into Yaer Xuansheng's mouth, ignoring his puzzled eyes.

The ink dye had used up half of his inventory, and the hideous wounds on Yar Xuansheng's body had only begun to heal.

Yaer Xuansheng's body has new injuries and old injuries, if Le Yin sees it, he will be distressed to death.

"This, it's a bit of a hassle."

Mo Ran touched the ring on Yar Xuansheng's shoulder that pierced the pipa bone, and thought about what to do.

If he pulled it out directly, it was the most direct method, but the healed flesh around the wound was already tightly adhered to the iron ring, and pulling it out meant that he had to endure a piercing pain.

"Just pull it out."

Yaer Xuansheng didn't wait for Mo Dye to think of a countermeasure, so he said lightly.

"This ......"

"It's okay, this kind of pain is nothing to me."

A weak smile appeared on Yar Xuansheng's pale face, and his gaze was full of trust as he looked at the ink.

Mo Ran pursed his lips: "Okay, then you hold back, Chen Yuan, help me press him." ”

Hearing this, Jun Chenyuan pressed Yaer Xuansheng's arm.

Mo Ran held the two iron rings with both hands, and the spiritual power in his hands floated, and one forced, pulling the iron rings away from Yaer Xuansheng's body.

There were traces of flesh and blood on the iron ring, and Yar Xuansheng trembled the moment the ring left his body, biting his lip and not making any sound.

Only two bloody holes in the shoulders are left to tell what happened to the owner.

Mo Ran hurriedly crushed the elixir that had been prepared, applied it to Yaer Xuansheng's shoulder, opened the hem of his clothes, and tore off the strip of cloth to bandage the wound.

The spiritual power in his hand accelerated Yaer Xuansheng's absorption of medicinal power, and the wound on his shoulder with Yin Yin's blood gradually stopped bleeding.

After this toss, the weakened Yar Xuansheng finally fainted.

Mo Dye felt that Yar Xuansheng was starting to get better, and took him into Biluo.

"Chen Yuan, plan ahead and get rid of the people outside." Mo Ran wiped his bloodstained hands in black clothes, and his eyes flashed.

"Okay." Jun Chenyuan never asked the reason for the ink dyeing, she wanted to do it, so he accompanied her to do it.

Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan returned to the ground, and as soon as the black-clothed man on guard stood up, Jun Chenyuan grabbed his head and twisted it vigorously, and he lost his life.

"What......"

Before the other men in black could utter a complete sentence, they were pierced through their throats by silver needles that shimmered with cold light, and they could not die again.

The others saw that the situation was not right, and before the figure of the rescuer could rush out, he was dyed with angry ink, and a silver needle took his life in the sky.

Jun Chenyuan did not lag behind, twisted the necks of the remaining few black-clothed people who were still alive, and clapped his hands.

"The Dungeon Warden is done."

Jun Chenyuan shook off his huge braids, quite unaccustomed.

"Then those are the ones left."

Ink Dye smiled evilly, looking at the figure of the man in black who was unaware of it.

The two of them quickly rushed out, and in the blink of an eye, they eliminated several people.

The battle outside the door continued, but Yarpo and the man in black inside the door did not know anything about it.

wiped out all the black-clothed people outside, and Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan came to Biluo.

Yar Leyin half-knelt on the ground, sobbing softly, Yar Xuansheng's head rested on Yar Leyin's knees, and his pale face became rosy.

"Dye, my brother he ......"

Yarleyin's wet green eyes looked at the ink.

"He's fine, he'll wake up in a while, and the injuries on his body are almost healed, but he's weaker and may need to recuperate for a while."

"Thank you for dyeing, thank you really for it...."

Yar Leyin cried, and his heart was grateful to Mozhe.

"Now is not the time to cry, Yarpo is still waiting for you to deal with it, can you?"

"I can!"

Yar Leyin wiped away her tears vigorously and slowly put Yar Xuansheng on the bed. Then he looked at the ink dye with a determined gaze.

"I'll go, this is my own grudge, I'm going to settle it with my own hands!"

"Okay, Chenyuan, let's go."

Mo Ran left Biluo with Jun Chenyuan and Yaer Leyin.

Yar Leyin stood outside the door of the patriarch's residence, a place he was very familiar with, but now, it was no longer human.

Yarley pushed the door open, and Yarbo's greedy face came into view.

"Uncle, I'm back!"

Jarre's bright green eyes looked straight at Yarpo with hatred.

Yarbo was still discussing with the man in black about the purpose of Yar'leyin, who knew that this dead girl ran back to her death, and God helped him.

"Hahahaha, my good niece, you're finally back." There was a gleam in Yarbo's tiny eyes.

"I don't know why my niece is talking to my uncle so aggressively?"

"So what? As my father's younger brother, my father treated you well, and now you kill your brother, this is a serious rebellion!

As the patriarch of the Relic Phoenix Clan, you colluded with outsiders to steal our clan's Gu art and deceive the clan, which is a great rebellion!

As our uncle, it is a great sin for you to imprison my brother and capture the daughter of the chief!

One by one, this bloody fact, you still ask me what is going on, Yarbo, has your heart been eaten by dogs? ”

The more Yar Leyin spoke, the more angry he became, and his delicate little face turned red.

Listening to Yarpo's accusations, his face was gloomy and dripping.

"Stinky girl, I have excellent Gu skills since I was a child, and my strength is high, where can I compare to that old guy in Yar Zangxiong, why is the patriarch him not me?

Since ancient times, the king has been defeated, the victory or defeat has been decided, just rely on you as a girl, what can you change? ”

Yarpo showed his hideous face.

"And what about us?"

Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan, who were standing behind Ya Le Yin, tore their robes, revealing their peerless faces, and the two of them were full of breath.

Yarpo laughed: "What's the fear of adding two more little dolls, hahahahahaha..."

Mo Dye and Jun Chenyuan glanced at each other, striking left and right.

"Wood Entanglement!"

"Fireball!"

"Thunderball!"

Bound by the ink, Yarpo took it lightly, and was disgraced by a series of attacks, and many wounds appeared on his body, and he was in fine pain.

He really didn't expect that a mere commander-level attack could actually hurt him.

"Yarbo, my father, my brother's hatred, I will pay you back little by little!"

Yarleyin's green eyes shone brightly, his hands quickly sealed, and a burst of green light enveloped Yarpo.

A huge roulette wheel appeared in front of Yarlein, spinning slowly.

"Wheel of Fortune, Judgment!"

Yar's voice became ethereal and eerie:

"The wheel of fate, judging the person in front of me, I am willing to pay the price of life force, condemn him to hell forever, and never be reborn!"

A golden light shot out of Yarleyin's body in vain, and the golden light enveloped Yarpo.

A dark gate of hell appeared around Yarpo, the door was full of skeletons and demons, and the gate of hell was wide open, and Yarpo didn't even have time to resist, and was dragged into it by countless ghosts.

"Ahh No, it's not like that, I'm not reconciled—"

Yarpo's unwilling voice still echoed in his ears, and the gates of hell closed and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

The light in Yarleyin's body gradually extinguished, and he fell to the ground, and a strand of his long flaxen-colored hair instantly turned pale.

Mo Dye hurriedly held Yar Leyin, feeling her weak body.

Use the wheel of fortune to spy on the secrets of life, and the price is naturally life.

This is the so-called balance.

Mo Ran looked at the scene in front of him, shocked in his heart, while Jun Chenyuan pursed his lips, and the understanding in his purple eyes flashed.

"Hehehehe, it's a good show."

A hoarse and terrifying voice rang out from the corner, and the ink-stained eyes suddenly sharpened, looking at the thin figure and the evil red eyes.