Tang Yan walked into the cage and felt the situation inside: "After living in this environment for five hundred years, without eating or drinking, and being hung in chains all the time, what kind of belief has prompted him to persist until now." Revenge or atonement?"

"Can you find out his strength realm?" Lingzhi wrapped the blood man, trying his best to heal his injuries, but it was strange that he couldn't detect his strength realm.

"I've tried, and there's something weird about this man, and I can't find out about him. But if you can live without eating or drinking for 500 years, the realm should not be low.

The trading floor originally gave a price comparable to that of a demi-saint, but then it was reduced by hundreds of times, almost at the level of a martial king, and after no one cared about it, it was lowered to the price of a martial sect-level slave. ”

"Did you just think he's special, so you decided to buy it?"

He took the initiative to remind me and said...... Within five days, a catastrophe, half of life and death, blessings and misfortunes depended on each other. "Tang Yan was reluctant to face up to this 'fortune-telling' prophecy, but he had to pay attention.

"In five days, when you meet with the Pangus?"

"The Pangu clan doesn't know my identity, and even if they do, they won't be killed. Now that the Beast Mountain is no longer a threat, the Pangu Clan is ready to provoke the Nine Infants?"

"Do you need me to plant a poison on him?"

"No, even if he recovers, he won't be able to escape this hell. ”

It took two hours for Lingzhi to slowly loosen the vine, and the bloody man reappeared in front of him.

Bloody, ragged, and miserable has not changed.

All Lingzhi could do was provide some life essence, and that's it, it was impossible for him to heal immediately. However, the bleeding and swelling have stopped in some parts of the body, and several seriously injured areas have a tendency to heal.

In short, it is still the same ghostly appearance, but it is no longer dying.

The bloody man lay among the rhizomes, his breath was heavy and languishing, but he greedily absorbed the cool breath of life in the air.

Tang Yan wanted to ask some questions, but the bloody man's eyes were sewn, which was equivalent to blindness, his mouth was padlocked, he was dumb, his hands were white and boneless, he couldn't write, his ankles were suppurated, and his feet were weak, which was equal to full expenses.

How is this going to be communicated?!

"You stay here to rest, it's safe here. Tang Yan didn't want to embarrass him, this person had done something unreasonable, and he was going to suffer this crime.

Say hello to Lingzhi and prepare to leave.

The bloody man moved his chapped lips slightly, as if he was about to say something, but the faint glow of the 'silver lock' caused his whole body to tremble slightly, suppressing the sound he was about to make.

Lingzhi noticed this detail and reminded Tang Yan: "Be careful, be prepared." ”

When Tang Yan returned to consciousness, the sky had already turned dark.

Dong Qingniu prepared a banquet in the backyard to catch Tang Yan and Pei Shi'er. This was their first formal meeting, and it was a real acquaintance.

Through Tang Yanti, the three of them also drank a 'friendship wine', which is equivalent to changing from 'Pingshui Meeting' to 'Best Friend'.

In the middle of the night, the noisy atmosphere of the slave trading area was slightly weakened, and the city of White Deer closed the gates of the four directions, and after a period of 'night market' bustle, it also gradually became immersive.

Somewhere in White Deer City, in a dark corner, the Nine Sons and Ghost Mother stood and waited.

Dressed in white, swaying lightly in the wind, a puffy black hair hanging down his waist, and a cluster of ghosts steaming through.

Pale face, blood-red lips, oily green eyes.

It was like a lonely soul floating in the dark and cold night, rippling with a suffocating ghost of death.

Silent floating, silent waiting, silent gazing.

I don't know how long it's been here.

Because this is a remote and dark urban corner, no one cares about it.

But from noon today, its low-hanging cheeks lifted slightly, and it was cast to the north of the city.

When midnight came, when the husband was tired of walking on the empty street corner, the ghost mother moved, and her soul fluttered, and her white clothes fluttered, and she crossed the streets and rushed through the northern slave trading area.

Hammer Tower, Annex.

Tang Yan leaned on the bed and looked out the window in distraction.

Mu Rou was already asleep in her arms, hugging each other tightly, curling up gently, and sleeping sweetly.

Tang Yan caressed the light veil on Mu Rouxiang's shoulder, pondered for a long time, and was silent for a long time.

Ever since he returned to his room after drinking, he always had an indescribable sense of foreboding.

In view of the various encounters since his debut, Tang Yan has never classified himself as 'lucky', and he does not dare to wait for anything, because of this, his heart is becoming more and more sensitive.

As soon as the bloody man's prophecy of calamity was issued, it took root in his heart, lingering, and unclean, always jumping out at an unnoticed moment, teasing his nerves.

"Where did the catastrophe come from?"

Tang Yan stared at the dim red night outside the window, puzzled.

Unless his identity is leaked, where is the life and death disaster for no reason?

Since he left the Beast Mountain and wandered so far, except for Dong Qingniu and Pei Shi'er who know their identities, who else will know? Who can deploy a life-and-death killing situation in this White Deer City?

Dong Qingniu?

Tang Yan completely denied that it was impossible for them to frame themselves.

If I didn't have this ability to recognize people, I would have been in this world for 50 years!

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Rou woke up from her deep sleep, and she felt Tang Yan's uneasiness.

Tang Yan came back to his senses and forced a smile: "I'm thinking about when you will have a baby." ”

Mu Rouqiao's face turned red into apples, and her unhindered words only made her sleepy, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

Tang Yan gently scratched the tip of her nose and said with a smile: "It's okay, don't worry about me." Go to bed early, I'll take you to eat all the delicacies of White Deer City tomorrow. Your master is not here, she can't control you, let go of the enjoyment. ”

Mu Rou curled up in Tang Yan's arms like a kitten, holding him gently.

"What's wrong?"

Mu Rou curled her head and whispered softly: "Are you hurting for me?"

"How so?"

"Brother doesn't feel that Mu Rou is very incompetent. Mu Rou is very smart and sensitive, she is still worried about the scene in today's exchange, blaming herself for being too soft-hearted.

"Huh, how can you think like that?"

"Mu Rou can't go up to the battlefield, can't kill the enemy, can't come up with a plan, can't share sorrow, and I have to let you worry about me, I feel like I ...... It's like a burden. ”

Tang Yan stroked Mu Rou's long hair, hugged her delicate body, and comforted softly: "What's the matter, don't think nonsense, everyone has always liked you, what about you, it's still very useful, but you didn't find it yourself." ”

"What's the matter, Mu Rou is not stupid. Master said before that Mu Rou is not suitable for the battlefield and this world, unless she really cuts off the seven emotions and six desires, it is just an ornament after all, even if she is a saint, there will be no deterrence. ”

"Do you have to gallop on the field to play a role? Little girl, you think too much. You play an indispensable role in this world, in our beast mountain, and in my heart. ”

Mu Rou was silent, sad, the more Tang Yan said this, the more ashamed she became.

Tang Yan took a deep breath, lay back on the bed, hugged Mu Rou, and said with a smile: "I'm not talking in the vernacular, what I said is sincere, you see, we have been here for more than a year, what kind of world is this? Even the air here is soaked in cruelty, blood, ugliness, and danger and conspiracy.

The first moment we come, we are destined to break into the vortex of war.

Think about it, if we have lived in this environment for many years, will we lose ourselves, will we become the same ugly and dirty, will we lose ourselves because of killing?

Time will change a person, experience will polish a person, unless we choose to hide from the world and no longer care about right and wrong, otherwise we will eventually be polluted by this world.

We all know this in our hearts.

But because of your existence, your purity, your innocence, your kindness, and your gentleness, it gives us a special emotion, so that we can consistently believe that there is still hope in this world, and there is also kindness, so that we can imagine the peace of the Qitian Continent from your body, so that we will not be completely swallowed by the squalor of this world.

It's a feeling, an emotion that can't be exchanged for talent and medicine.

You are like a snow lotus on the blood-colored battlefield, blooming and swaying, bringing us a warmth, a hope, and a feeling, so that we can keep a sincerity after killing and exhaustion. ”

Tang Yan said very slowly and softly, gently embracing Mu Rou and comforting her.

Not pure comfort, but a genuine outpouring of emotion.

Mu Rou is really a snow lotus in the hearts of all of them, and it is precisely because of this innocence and clarity that people stick to the last trace of sincerity.

“...... Brother ......" Mu Rou hugged Tang Yan tightly, biting her red lips lightly, her eyes were hazy at some point.

Tang Yan kissed Mu Rou's smooth forehead lightly, and said softly: "I hope you have changed, just so that you have the ability to protect yourself and be able to better protect yourself, instead of hoping that you can go to the battlefield, I don't want you to raise the butcher's knife."

You will always be my Mu Rou, and you will always be my touch. Because of you, I believe in the life of killing...... I'm still ...... personally."

"Brother...... Mu Rou loves you......" Mu Rou's eyes were hazy with tears, but she smiled with tears.

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Calling for flowers!!Not surprisingly, it will erupt again tomorrow!