The one hundred and first captured

It's black, it's all black, the darkness envelops the hut, Shangguan Yanran opened her eyes in a daze, trying hard to find a place with light, but all the efforts were in vain, she slowly stretched out her hand to her waist, took out a thousand miles of fire, shook it hard, the light illuminated the whole room, she blinked, so as to adapt to this sudden light, she saw a bronze lamp on the wall, she lit it, and then shook off the thousand miles of fire. He began to take a closer look at the room. The room is not big, but there is no shortage of anything, the bookcase, desk, chair, including toiletries leaning against the wall. She walked to the wall, touched it with her hand, the cold black iron was cast into the wall, she looked up, the whole room seemed to be made of fine iron, she was secretly surprised in her heart, such a large place must be from the pen of a good person, you must know how much money and effort it takes to cast such a house, and more ingeniously there is water on the shelf that can flow at any time, in a small hidden place behind the bookcase, there is actually gurgling water to wash the excrement, it seems that it is really painstaking, it is very careful。

"Hehehe, don't think about going out, this place is the legendary fine iron Wolong Lu in the martial arts, and you can honestly lie down for me here. A voice laughed, and the words spoken in a very gentle tone gave Shangguan Yanran, who was thinking about how to get out, a desperate blow, Shangguan Yanran heard this, and no longer looked for a way out, she sat on the bed very easily. He said slightly to the trumpet-like thing on the roof: "Who are you, the person I want to see is not you, find Murong Yan for me." ”

"I'm afraid not now, she doesn't have time to see you, so you just stay here, and you will naturally be let out when the time comes. That voice was still very gentle, but in Shangguan Yanran's eyes, it was extraordinarily infiltrating, giving people a creepy feeling.

"That's what she said, I don't believe it, I want to see her. Shangguan Yanran looked at the mouth of the black hole. He said in a firm tone.

"For the sake of the same family. She was supposed to come to see you, but there were too many people staring at you, and she couldn't do anything, so I had to ask you to stay here for a while. Wait until we're done. You'll be able to get out. Not right now, though. Because I'm afraid there are some things that won't be good for you to show up. The voice chuckled, then let out a smug laugh.

"What are you going to do, why do you want to harm me?" Shangguan Yanran yelled loudly at the voice.

"Actually, it doesn't hurt to tell you now. You are an indispensable part of this plan, originally we were thinking about how to let Xiao Ruoshui and them break the formation for us, we have no ability to destroy that formation, but I didn't expect you to send it to the door, a sister's reminiscence, just let you become our pawn, it is really the road of heaven, it is really good, it is like a pillow sent by sleepiness. You know the rest, we took the map of the Dikan Staff, you were misunderstood by them, and now you must not show up, if you appear anywhere it will probably have a very bad effect on our plans, so you must stay here and wait until our plan is completed, and then you will be free. Your sister said that she would not kill you, but just let you stay here for a few days, and you can enjoy it here for a few days. The voice explained hahaha, gradually getting quieter, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

"Damn, you come back for me and bring Murong Yan for me. Shangguan Yanran shouted hysterically, but she didn't hear anything except the echo, all that was empty was the echo, her own echo, the only thing she lacked was a response, someone else's response.

Shangguan Yanran fell on the bed with a puff, looking at the dark roof, her eyes suddenly had a moist feeling, the more helpless she was at the moment, the more she thought about someone, that person's smile, especially the stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat, these memories made her eyes gradually moister and moister, and gradually turned into tears flowing down her white face, drop by drop on the pillow, soaking the pillow.

In the memories, Shangguan Yanran gradually fell asleep, maybe this is also a way to consume time.

On Qingcheng Mountain, in the twilight, a young man stood motionless on the top of the mountain and looked at the sun that gradually fell into the sky, the wind blew his face, the twilight shone on his body, and his face gradually had a trace of gold, but the face under the golden reflection actually had two lines of tears, which slid down the dark skin and wet the placket on his chest. The man doesn't flick when he has tears, but when he is sad, is this man sad when he is sad, why is he sad, why is he silently crying?

"Yanran, Yanran, why did you leave us, why did you leave me, why did you leave me?" the young man screamed and shouted in his heart, like a fire in his heart, burning, tormenting the young man's heart.

"Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart, how to solve worries, only Du Kang. Good wine. A voice came from behind the boy. Two old men walked towards him one after the other. The young man hurriedly wiped away his tears with his sleeve, turned around with a smile, and greeted the two old men.

"King Miao, grandpa, why did you come to the mountain and still drink, grandpa, you are in good health, you can't drink. The young man looked at the two old men with a little disgust, and said to them complainingly.

"Haha, I'm going to break up with my precious grandson, my life-saving benefactor tomorrow, and today no matter what the reason, I can't stop myself from getting drunk and not returning. The old man with white hair curled like a lion laughed and spoke loudly to the two of them.

"Drinking to the mountains can be said to be a gentleman who is noble and uninhibited. Drinking to the water can be said to be a gentleman who is frank and selfless, and drinking to the sea can be said to be a gentleman who is tolerant and generous. Today, we are singing on the top of the sea of clouds in Qingcheng, and see who in the world can compare with us. King Miao looked at the sunset that gradually fell into the sky, and the sea of clouds around him was full of fog, and raised the wine jug and said loudly.

"The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone. King Miao sat on a big stone and sang loudly against the stone. This song was originally sung by Jing Ke and Qin, at this moment in the sea of clouds, mountains and fog, three people sang two people together, but it is not the ordinary unique scenery.

Who said that men have no pride, but before the passion, the towering Qingcheng Mountain also echoed their voices, repeating over and over again. (To be continued......)