"What's going on?" Yan Zhantian asked into the air.
Mr. "Killer" thought he was asking him, so he honestly replied: "I don't know."
As he finished speaking, a voice came from the darkness: "Your Majesty, there is indeed something strange about this Buddhist temple. We dispersed into the temple to investigate and found many guards. When Thirteen sneaked into the temple, he accidentally touched the mechanism and was killed by them.
After discovering it, the temple was set on fire."
The guards will not accidentally touch the mechanism, which is to prevent thieves.
"What did you find?" Yan Zhantian looked solemn, feeling that he was involved in a big trouble.
The answer to him was silence. The Shadow Guards were the best at hiding and sneaking, so they were the most suitable to be the gentlemen of Liang Shang. However, despite being well trained, they still fell here. This shows how deep the water is in this temple.
Even if Yan Zhantian is the king of war and holds a heavy army, he will not be able to escape easily if he is sucked into the whirlpool, not to mention that His Majesty is meddling in it.
Yan Zhantian touched the top of his head and felt that his hair was almost gone.
"You didn't leave any loopholes, did you?" Yan Zhantian couldn't let anyone find out that they had been here. Although he knew it wouldn't be long before he could hide it, it would take a day to hide it.
"No." Shadow Guard was very confident about this.
While they were doing their work, Yan Zhantian felt relieved: "Withdraw."
He gave the order, and there were some rustling sounds in the forest, like rats passing by. Soon the surroundings became cold, and the people hiding in the darkness had already withdrawn.
Yan Zhantian was about to take Jiang down the mountain again, but when he turned around, he saw the man who coveted Qingqing staring covetously behind him, and felt a little depressed.
"Who are you?" He had no ill intentions. Yan Zhantian didn't want to kill him, so he just hugged the treasure in his arms tightly, guarding him as much as he would a thief.
"Ali." The man introduced himself and asked, "What about you?"
Under the illumination of the raging flames, Jiang was able to see his face clearly. He was extremely handsome. There were small wounds scratched by the blade. The blood was like a plum blossom. It was Yan Zhantian who deliberately scratched her in revenge for cutting her yesterday.
, his eyes are confused, but extremely pure, like a fool.
Seeing that he was cooperating, Yan Zhantian also said his name. Unexpectedly, Ah Li only stared at Jiang You and asked again: "Where are you."
Yan Zhantian hissed and glared angrily: "This is my princess, don't try to meddle with her."
Yan Zhantian was so devastated. How could he be surrounded by wolves after being out for half a month?
As Huangfu Jianming was not enough, another Ahli came along.
Sure enough, the pearl will be coveted no matter where it is. Yan Zhantian forced himself to get used to it, but his arms around Jiang You tightened.
That night, Jiang was hugged back and forth by Yan Zhantian again, and his body was stained with his breath.
Without saying hello in advance, he picked up Jiang You's waist and ran away. Jiang You was distracted for a moment and bumped into his shoulder without warning. His shoulder was simply harder than a stone. In an instant, Jiang You cried in pain.
They are all about to fly out.
Ah Li seemed to recognize Jiang You. No matter how Yan Zhantian warned him not to follow them, he would stick to their backs.
Yan Zhantian wanted to chop him up, but Qingqing was still in his arms. He didn't want to ruin the rare welfare tonight, so he made a gesture and asked someone to pester Ah Li so that he would have no time to care about him. He took Jiang Youcong with him.
He entered the city through a secret passage and returned home.
Jiang You's body was still too weak. After struggling for half a night, he was so tired that he dozed off.
She fell into the quilt, and there was a rustling sound next to her. Yan Zhantian walked around with a strong presence.
"Wipe your face before going to sleep." Yan Zhantian twisted a towel and pulled Jiang up again. He couldn't help but smile when he saw her face was stained with some black ash and rubbed like a little cat.
"You wipe it." Jiang raised his face again, without opening his eyes, just instructing Yan Zhantian to do things.