At the same time, Nalan Lingyu and Yan Chitian came to his side and surrounded him.
Yan Chitian grabbed his shoulder with one hand and brought him back to Gu Yunchu again.
An Yucheng's face was as white as paper, and he looked at Yan Chitian and Nalan Lingyu with a look of shock and despair.
What he doesn’t understand is that this old man is very powerful, and he knows it! But he was already on guard against this old man just now! But this young man is obviously weaker than him! Why is he so powerful? It’s so scary.
, so strong that he can suppress himself! This is simply impossible! But the fact is right in front of him, so he can’t help but not believe it! What he naturally doesn’t know is that what Nalan Lingyu uses is not his own spiritual power, but the power of heaven.
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The power of Heavenly Dao is derived from the Heavenly Dao. The power in it is profound, mysterious and unpredictable, so An Yucheng cannot resist it and does not know what is going on.
Nalan Lingyu waved his hand and took out an extremely sharp dagger. An evil sneer appeared on his lips and he walked towards him, "I said just now that if you can't run away, I will
It seems God's will to peel off your skin and make it into a drum."
The sharp and cold sword blade shone with a cold light in the setting sun. An Yucheng's face turned pale, especially when he saw the undisguised murderous aura and joking in Nalan Lingyu's eyes, his legs trembled with fear.
, shivering unsatisfactorily.
The man in front of me looks extremely young, but he is still in his mid-twenties, yet he is so cruel! He even had to peel off his skin and make it into a drum! It is really appalling! “This, this young master, you are so beautiful,
The jade trees stand in the wind, and the wind shines brightly in the moonlight. These things are not suitable for you. Your hands are like the bright moon in the sky, how can you get your hands on blood?"
Nalan Lingyu sneered, raised his steps lightly, and pressed forward step by step. Every step seemed to step on An Yucheng's heart. While playing with the dagger in his hand, he sneered at An Yucheng: "Flattery is useful if it is useful."
, there won’t be so many murders and looting happening in the world.”
An Yucheng's eyes were full of fear: "Please don't kill me! As long as you don't kill me, you can do whatever you want?"
At the same time, he was horrified, but he also understood that this time he had hit a brick wall, so he could only temporarily compromise to save his life.
"Since you want to live, why don't you confess it quickly and honestly?"
Gu Yunchu narrowed his eyes and shouted sternly: "Don't think we are easy to fool!"
"I said I said."
An Yucheng swallowed in fear and continued: "We are from the An family in Ling'an City, Qingluan Prefecture. Three hundred years ago, the disciples of my clan came out to practice and were hunted down by their enemies. They accidentally escaped into this world.
In the Min Mountain Range, I later discovered that this was a very ancient forest that almost no one had set foot on. There were countless spiritual grasses in it, but there were also many powerful, ferocious, and bloodthirsty beasts.
Later, the disciples of my clan discovered the Wisteria Moon. It was just because the Wisteria Moon was not yet mature three years ago and could not be picked..." "When we came here recently, we discovered that there was an eight-clawed demon lizard guarding it.
Well, just because the eight-clawed demon lizard was too strong, we went to find helpers, but we didn’t expect that someone got there first, and encountered a tide of beasts, leaving us in a terrible mess.”
An Yucheng's eyes were red, his face was mournful, and he looked very miserable: "You three sirs, please let us go. We really haven't gained anything. We lost our wives and lost our troops!"