Yang Nanguan didn't know what was happening behind him, and he thought about the mindless words that the little beggar said half a quarter of an hour ago.

As he walked, Yang Nanguan suddenly felt something strange, as if a pair of eyes were staring at his back, very uncomfortable.

Turning his head several times, Yang Nanguan did not find any suspicious people, pedestrians walked shoulder-to-shoulder, hawkers hawked on the street, everything was as usual.

The feeling of being on his back proved not to be an illusion, Yang Nanguan squeezed into a crowded place as much as possible, and observed the surroundings without a trace from the corner of his eye, especially behind him.

As if turning back inadvertently, Yang Nanguan cautiously glanced at the crowd behind him, but found nothing.

A figure in a coarse cloth robe silently swept past the pedestrians, and the light and fluttering figure made people only feel as if someone was passing by in a flash, and almost no one could catch his tracks.

Like a swimming fish, the cloth-robed figure walked through the slightly crowded crowd without the slightest obstacle, and his empty eyes looked straight at the little beggar who was struggling to squeeze forward in the middle of the crowd, which was the purpose of his trip.

The distance between the two was constantly narrowed, and in less than half a day, the figure of the cloth robe was only a few steps away from Yang Jing'an, and it was within reach.

Suddenly, Yang Nanguan only felt his heart tremble, and a sense of crisis enveloped him.

Turning back suddenly, a hand quickly enlarged in Yang Nanguan's eyes, Yang Nanguan's pupils shrank, and his body suddenly shook, which actually made this inevitable blow fall into the air.

Without the slightest hesitation, the cloth-robed figure did not escape with a single blow, but instead punched Yang Nanguan's chest.

Yang Nanguan's body shook again, and he dodged this punch, but with a very fast hand knife in his neck, his eyes immediately turned black and he fainted.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and the cloth-robed figure grabbed the fainting Yang Nanguan with one hand, and disappeared into the crowd in a flash, and few people noticed what had just happened.

"Oh, it seems to be someone from the Medicine King Valley, who is getting old and old, and can't see clearly. ”

In front of a restaurant that had not yet opened its doors to welcome guests, a sloppy old man with gray hair leaned against a pillar with some red paint, his old eyes half-narrowed, muttering to himself.

A string of hara hung at the corner of his mouth, and the old man took out a gourd full of oil in his shabby pocket, raised his head and took a sip of it, and then disappeared in an instant.

Less than a few breaths after the figure in the cloth robe left, the man in Tsing Yi rushed to the place where he had stood before, and there were more than ten people chasing behind the man.

"It's pretty fast. ”

With a secret word, the man in Tsing Yi took a breath, used the Qi Seeking Technique, sensed the residual breath, and then walked non-stop in one direction......

In a very remote alley in the town, two teenagers who looked like beggars were lying side by side on the cold ground, unconscious.

The five figures stood silent.

Among them, a thin figure in a vermilion robe in the center waved his hand, and two burly figures behind him carried a young man lying on the ground and walked towards the depths of the alley.

"You said someone was following, huh?" the red-robed figure asked as he looked at the dead-eyed man beside him.

"Yes," the cloth-robed dead man who was controlled by Gu bowed slightly.

"How's the number?"

"I don't know, but there's one I can't beat, and he should be chasing after him. ”

"Oh, you can't beat the top strength of the third grade, it should be the second grade, no wonder I feel that something is wrong in this town in the past two days, there are a lot of people in the rivers and lakes, it seems that there are a lot of decent people, it is a good opportunity......"

The figure in the red robe brushed his goatee, and his old face was full of hideousness.

"Sect Master, this time I, Shi Yan, can bring you a big guy, I don't know if you can eat it or not.

If you can eat and continue to be your sect master, if you can't eat it, you can only ask you to go to Lord Yama for a while......"

The cloth-robed dead man stood straight, his face expressionless, but the body of a burly man next to him trembled, looking at this once very familiar boss, the big man felt all strange.

A moment later

The two carriages slowly drove out of Qingshi Town, towards the mountains outside the town, and returned to the strange mountains along the road that Yang Nanguan had walked in the morning.

The old man with a goatee, whose real name is Shi Yan, sat on a tall horse, looking at the mountains not far away, his eyes were obscure.

Behind him was the dead soldier who had been planted with his natal blood Gu by Shi Yan three years ago, and the other carriage was driven by his old subordinate when he was still the head of Gouma Mountain.

In the middle of the two carriages, there were five or six unconscious teenagers lying in each carriage, there were beggars in tattered clothes, ordinary teenagers in coarse linen clothes, and even a few young ladies with pale faces.

The two halfway disciples who were from another mountain and were also forced to join the Gu Poison Sect sat in two carriages, staring at the bloodstains everywhere in the middle of the world, not knowing what they were thinking.

The carriage went one after the other, stopping and stopping, and the journey that could be completed in an hour took three hours, as if it was deliberately waiting for some people to catch up.

In the middle of the latter carriage, Yang Nanguan cautiously opened one eye and quietly looked around.

I saw a shirtless man sleeping with his head tilted, and there was an unbearable sour smell in the air.

Slowly raising his head, Yang Nanguan looked to the left and right sides.

Earlier, Yang Nanguan had woken up, but he had always felt that someone was watching, and he didn't open his eyes until he heard a snoring sound at this moment.

Lying to the left of Yang Nanguan was a thin young man with tears on his face, and for some reason the young man's lips were a little purple.

Don't look over, Yang Nanguan looked to the other side, and saw that the little beggar who had a relationship with him in the early morning had his mouth slightly open, his back facing up, and the corners of his mouth were a little cracked.

Suddenly, Yang Nanguan was excited, and he felt as if something cold touched his arm.

Suddenly turned his head, and saw a pretty young lady about sixteen or seventeen years old with a pale face who was very close to his arm, and his slender fingers poked him lightly, and under the messy black hair, a pair of red and swollen eyes were faintly visible.

Looking at each other, Yang Nanguan was slightly stunned, and then saw this little lady make a boo gesture at herself.

A slight feeling of Bingbing's itching came from his arm, and Yang Nanguan saw that the little lady was gently scratching his arm with her fingers, winking at herself, and she was a little puzzled for a while.

But immediately, Yang Nanguan realized that she seemed to be writing, and kept writing a word, escape!

Just when Yang Nanguan was just realizing his mind, the carriage suddenly stopped, and the sleeping man also woke up and slowly opened his eyes.

Yang Nanguan hurriedly lowered her head and closed her eyes again, the little lady didn't move, but with the body next to her, Yang Nanguan could feel that her body was trembling slightly.

"Did you keep up?"

The two carriages stopped not far in front of a big mountain, and on the tall horses of the previous carriage, Shi Yan said lightly.

The dead man on the horse let go of the reins, shook his body, and went in the opposite direction.

After more than 20 breaths, the dead man returned and said, "Five miles away, there are at least a hundred people. ”

"Heh, Bailai, I don't know how many second-grade there are, this time I want to see if you Yao An can carry it?"

Shi Yan smiled coldly, the wrinkles on the old man's face were all gathered together, and he didn't see the complicated eyes of the big man driving the other carriage at all.

The once heroic boss has been turned beyond recognition by hatred.

Glancing at the young man who was still in a coma, the big man sighed a little unbearably, lifted the curtain, bowed down and walked out.

When he was a bandit, Dahan thought that what he had done was already going to be punished by heaven, and when he entered this Gu Poison Sect, he knew what was cruel and inhumane.

Gu Poison Sect is simply a cannibal sect!

After the big man went out, it was very quiet, only the unconscious murmuring came slightly.

After waiting for a while, Yang Nanguan opened his eyes, because of the tilting of his head, the first thing he saw was the two lines of tears on the little lady's face, and what he heard was the sobbing sound she tried to suppress.

Yang Nanguan's arm moved slightly, and the little lady leaning next to him shook, and then opened her eyes full of tears to look at this young man who had fallen into the clutches of the same misfortune as himself.

Bei Shangyun really didn't think that on an ordinary return trip to the dart, he would fall into the hands of thieves after taking a break in this town, and he couldn't help himself.

After a few days of grogginess and being forced to take some strange drugs, Bei Shangyun was about to get to despair, and the luck in the misfortune was that at least her innocence was still there.

When he was sober, Bei Shangyun didn't want to run away all the time, and in the dark cellar, the young girls who were also imprisoned and kept crying were like old men in red robes like demons......

Kitakami Yundo hopes that everything is like a dream, even if it's a nightmare, but it's not!

The strength close to the fourth grade made Bei Shangyun wake up from being knocked unconscious, and the place he was in was not in the cold cellar, but in the carriage where he used to sit and have fun when there was no business in the dart game before.

Previously, it would be his father who drove the carriage, and he and his mother would sit in the middle of the road, but at this moment, I don't know who is driving, I don't know who is on my side, and I don't know where to go!

Escape!

This is the only thought of Bei Shangyun in the past few days, but it is just a thought, he was forced to take some unknown medicine, and he couldn't use much energy, how did he escape?

However, the young man in front of him, who also woke up, gave Bei Shangyun some hope inexplicably.

In the eyes of this young man, Bei Shangyun did not see a trace of despair and confusion, some of them were calm in his father's eyes, and he was calm and unhurried when he encountered things.