An Yucheng's dirty face was full of panic and fear, his hands were nervously twisted together, and his shoulders were shrunk, as if he was very helpless and pitiful.
Gu Yunchu snorted softly and glanced at him with cold eyes, "Stop pretending, what is the purpose of following us?"
An Yucheng still said with a scared look on his face: "I, I don't know what you are talking about... Your Excellency, can you let me go... We came out to practice and suffered heavy losses, which is already very pitiful... Please don't
Kill me..." As he spoke, pitiful tears welled up in his eyes, making people feel unbearable to see him.
If Gu Yunchu hadn't heard from Yan Lao early in the morning that these people were the ones who wanted to snatch the Wisteria Moon Spirit Fruit, Gu Yunchu would have been deceived by his acting skills, which were so realistic.
A faint smile appeared on the corners of Gu Yunchu's lips, which made people shudder in the slowly setting sun.
"Yeah?
If you are so afraid of death, why have you been secretly following us?"
"I didn't follow you, we just happened to be heading in this direction."
An Yucheng said pitifully.
Gu Yunchu didn't believe it, but she didn't expose his lies. Instead, she raised the corners of her lips into a smile that was not a smile: "What a coincidence?"
"Yeah yeah."
An Yucheng nodded as if pounding garlic.
Gu Yunchu smiled lightly and said, "But I just feel unhappy seeing you following me.
What do you think we should do?"
When An Yucheng saw the murderous intent surging in Gu Yunchu's eyes, he couldn't help but trembled in fright, with a look of fear on his face, "We'll leave right now! We'll leave as soon as we promise!"
Nalan Lingyu glanced at An Yucheng lightly, smiled at Gu Yunchu and suggested: "Madam, why don't we play a game with them?"
Gu Yunchu asked cooperatively: "What game?"
Nalan Lingyu smiled coldly: "Game of death."
Yan Chitian, on the other hand, stood with his hands behind his back, his aura calm and restrained, as stable as a mountain, indestructible. Even if he did nothing, just standing there quietly, one could feel a terrifying murderous intention.
Hearing the words "Death Game", An Yucheng was so frightened that his legs shook. The fear in his eyes became more and more intense, for fear that Nalan Lingyu would say something even worse next moment.
Nalan Lingyu looked up at An Yucheng and said: "We will give you ten breaths to escape. If you can escape, we will let you go. If you cannot escape, we will peel off your skin."
, used to make a drum, which is guaranteed to be very loud when beaten."
Hearing that this was a game, An Yucheng's tense heart relaxed. He was thinking about the chances of escape and how to escape successfully... The strength of the man and woman in front of him was not as strong as his, so he didn't have to worry at all.
What he has to worry about is this old man named Yan Lao.
Although this old man is very powerful, it is not impossible for him to escape in his hands. As long as he takes out the scroll to return to the city, he can teleport back directly. There should be no problem.
"This game is not bad."
Gu Yunchu smiled.
Nalan Lingyu said: "You can escape now."
As soon as Nalan Lingyu finished speaking, An Yucheng shot out from where he was, like an arrow leaving the string, extremely fast.
At the same time, he took out the teleportation scroll in his hand and was about to send it out when a majestic force suddenly fell from the sky and landed on him.
Kuangba's power instantly dimmed the teleportation scroll in his hand, rendering it ineffective!