Suddenly, he stopped for half a step!

Then, the back of his head numbed slightly and he fainted.

Then, he was directly put into a sack, carried away, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

……………………

I don’t know how long it took, Yun Zhonghe Youyou woke up.

This is in an underground secret room, which should be a secret stronghold.

His whole body was tied up.

There were four warriors in front of him, their eyes were red and filled with grief and anger.

"Your name is Yun Aotian. Mr. Wenshan was killed by you." One of the Scarfaced Warrior leaders said slowly: "Do you still remember what Mr. Wenshan said before his death? We will come to find you."

At that time, Mr. Wenshan spoke with lips and did not make any sound.

"Now we are here, we are here to seek revenge for you." The Scarface Warrior leader said: "I will officially introduce you to you here. We are the Black Dragon Platform Warriors of the Great Win Empire!"

Then the five warriors poured a glass of wine, drank half of it, and the other half spilled on the ground.

"Mr. Wenshan, I have avenged you!"

"We have avenged you by the brothers and sisters who died tonight."

"You rest in peace, Yun Aotian is just the first one. Next, we will send more and more enemies to you to bury them."

Five warriors knelt down, kowtowed and bleeded, and then cried loudly.

I cried for half a quarter of an hour, crying like a cuckoo crying blood.

Finally, the crying stopped. When the five warriors raised their heads again, their foreheads were covered in blood.

The scar-faced warrior leader came over, took out a sharp dagger, then tore off Yun Zhonghe's clothes and exposed his chest.

"Thief, I want to dig out your heart to pay tribute to Mr. Wenshan and to pay tribute to the victims of Heilongtai. What else do you have to say before you die?" The leader of the scar-faced warrior pressed his sharp and cold dagger on Yun Zhonghe's chest.

With just one force, he could cut his chest and dig out his heart, and it was about to happen that his colleagues would kill each other.

"Tell me, this is the last thing you said in this world." The scar-faced warrior said coldly.

Yun Zhonghe still said nothing.

"Since you don't want to say your last words, don't blame us for not giving you a chance." The scar-faced warrior said in a cold voice: "If you kill the traitor, you will win the Black Dragon Platform King Furnace of the Empire!"

Then, the scar-faced warrior's dagger pointed at Yun Zhonghe's heart and stabbed it.

Yun Zhonghe felt a chill in his chest.

And then... nothing happened.

He was not dead, and the dagger bounced back.

Yun Zhonghe sneered disdainfully: "Have the show finished? The person behind you can come out!"

"Come out, some sir!" Yun Zhonghe shouted.

A moment later, a figure came out.

He is graceful, dressed like snow, handsome and elegant, and is completely a beautiful scholar.

"Chu Zhaoran, pay homage to Brother Yun."

This person is Jing Zhongyue’s senior brother.
Chapter completed!