Ahem, the two of them were talking to themselves when they suddenly heard a light cough, Yun Ruo let go of Mo Bing and turned his head to look, but saw Xiao Zhuge and Mu Yan standing not far away looking at them, and Xiao Zhuge was obviously a frivolous smile in his eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two stepped forward, and Xiao Zhuge looked at the two with a smile in his eyes, "Mo Bing, Mu Yan and I have something to do with you,"

"What's the matter?" Mo Bing looked at the rare seriousness in Xiao Zhuge 's eyes, and he was stunned in his heart.

"It's about Chu Yan, Qu Hanyuan is going to hold a hero meeting in three days, and he wants Chu Yan to make an explanation in front of the heroes of the world, now that we have exposed our whereabouts, it is impossible to secretly save him, so we can only rescue him at the martial arts conference, which is also our only chance. After a pause, he said, "This time, people with heads and faces in the rivers and lakes will definitely come to participate, and now everyone knows that Chu Yan has obtained the Treasure of the Hidden Scriptures, and when the time comes, the heroes will argue endlessly for the Treasure Treasure Appraisal Meeting, and there will inevitably be a fight, I think the Sword Gate is the most prestigious of the four major sects, and your master Mo Chenzi will definitely come to snatch the treasure at that time, how should you choose when the time comes?"

Mo Bing was stunned, he didn't think about it, the original intention of the master to let him go down the mountain was to seize the love sword and the ruthless sword, but now he not only didn't get these two swords, but also helped Chu Yan find the treasure of the hidden scriptures all the way, according to the master's character, he would never let him go, and Yun Ruo, she has nothing now, so she can only rely on herself, if she returns to the sword gate, can the master tolerate her? But the master ・・・・・・, "What do you want me to do?" Mo Bing's voice was low and steady, but he didn't hear much emotion.

"You have also seen that Mu Yan is seriously injured now, and he can't save Chu Yan at all if he does it alone, so at the conference, I hope you can stand on our side. ”

Mo Bing was stunned for a moment, the master taught him to raise him, even if he didn't get close to him all these years, he was still kind to him, but Chu Yan saved his life many times, could he really watch him go to death and ignore him, he would be caught by someone After all, it was because of him, can he really watch him go to death?

"Okay, I'll help him. He replied softly, and Mu Yan's tense voice seemed to relax.

"Then let's prepare well in the next few days, I'll get more smoke bombs, and the two of you will take care of your injuries, and success or failure will depend on this." His voice was a little low, and several of them knew that the situation was very dangerous, and no one knew what would happen, perhaps・・・・・・

At night, in the dark prison, there was a sound and the stone door slowly opened, Chu Yan was dazed and didn't know how many days he had been asleep, he struggled to open his eyes and see the person who came, but he couldn't do anything, he could feel that there was a person standing in front of him slowly watching him, what was he struggling, and he completely fell asleep with a wry smile in his heart.

The man looked at Chu Yan, there was no good place on his body, even the ink-colored clothes could see how many scars there were on his body, his eyes were still cold and emotionless, no one knew whether he was happy or sad.

The sword of love cut off the chains that bound his hands with a wave of his hand, Chu Yan's body fell to the ground instantly, the coldness of the ground made him not only hiss and sigh, but his eyes were always closed, his fingers moved slightly but he didn't speak, he was waiting, waiting for the torture to be inflicted on him.

Just a moment later, he only felt a cool feeling on Zhou's body, as if someone had rubbed something on his wound, and the pain was suddenly much less, how could this feeling be so familiar, familiar to his bones, as if it was innate, and after a long time, there was no sound.

After hesitating for a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and a person dressed in black and wearing a face towel stood beside him, not far away, but he couldn't see clearly.

When Chu Yan opened his eyes wide, the man slowly walked to the side, lit a candle on the wall, the dark dungeon was instantly bright, his whole body was weak, and all his limbs and bones crawled on the ground as if they were broken, and the man stood in the light, his eyes staring at his gaze for a moment.

Chu Yan stared at his every move, his mind was extremely clear, the man's hand slowly reached into the masked black scarf, the world was instantly silent・・・・・・ somehow cold sweat broke out on his back, and a huge panic suddenly flashed in his heart, he held his breath and watched the man's black scarf slide down little by little・・・・・・ he couldn't hear anything in his head, his heart slowly sank and he didn't know anything, he just looked at the person who ripped off the scarf in a daze.

A moment of loss only felt vaguely as if hearing a "Xi'er," he opened his eyes in a daze, but what he saw was ・・・・・・ despair condensed little by little in his eyes, he really saw him, but he was shocked, his face was bloodless, his body trembled, his lips opened slightly, and he shook his head again and again, this moment scared him more than ever, every breath and every nerve in his body was scrambling to convey despair and pain.

He watched the man walk towards him slowly, step by step, carrying the sword of love, he shrank back desperately, the ground was covered with his blood, but he couldn't escape, his feet were chained, looking at him as if he had been cast a fixed spell, he couldn't move, but he forgot to cry, he could only watch him walk towards him step by step.

Chu Yan's whole face was terrifying, that kind of despair was about to die immediately, the man stood beside him, slowly squatted down and looked at him, and shouted softly, "Xi'er, do you still recognize me?"

Chu Yan curled up in a ball, his whole person trembled slowly, his lips opened slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

The man looked at him without any expression on his face, but his deep eyes were soaked in coldness and hatred, threw the sword of love in front of him, and instead picked up a whip from the side, "I don't use a sword for you." ”

Without the slightest hesitation, Ah・・・・・・ a terrible scream echoed through the dungeon, "What do you call me?" she said so lightly that she didn't even blink an eye.

"Master, Master, Master・・・・・" Every time he screamed, his heart felt a little more pain, and he called her sadly, but she didn't frown, every whip she fell like a sharp sword, and it pierced his heart at once, and the hand that was holding the Qingjing burst slowly loosened for a long time, and he clearly heard that the solid things in his heart were being broken little by little.

He couldn't hear anything in his ears, only the sound of every whip falling, and he still whispered Master in his mouth, "Master, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, Master ・・・・・・" but his voice even felt terrifying to himself, he wanted to reach out and grab the corner of her clothes, but she dodged it without a trace, he groaned and reached out to grab it, but every time it failed.

After a long time, Chu Yan fell to the ground twitching slightly, his eyes were dull and his face was pale, and he no longer struggled for a single cent.

"Master, Master・・・・・・" He heard his own voice, the words clear and sad, dry and hard like cracked ice.

Finally, the sound of the whip could no longer be heard, Chu Yan lay on the ground like a dead corpse and watched her approach little by little, slowly lowering his eyes, "Xi'er, have you been looking for me and hating me for the past few years?" The chill in that tone penetrated into his bones.