"Nangong Miaochu, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time." Chun Yuyan walked over with a smile, the long sword in his hand still dripping with blood.

Zhong Ran looked over, said nothing, and stared in the direction he came from.

There were at least a hundred people crowded there, including old people, children, and pregnant women, and everyone was panicking.

There was a person kneeling in front of them, and there was a bloody hole behind them. Only when she died and lay on her back did Zhong Ran see her face clearly.

Su Wen.

There were more than a dozen corpses lying next to Su Wen, and the head of Su Hong, the head of the Su family, had been bitten beyond recognition by animals.

Thinking of something, she immediately started searching among the corpses, and then she heard that familiar and distant voice calling her.

"Sister Ran... Zhong Ran..."

Sophie slowly walked out of the crowd with disheveled hair, and her face could not be seen clearly. Her originally clear eyes seemed to be covered with thick dust, and they no longer had the liveliness of the past.

Zhong Ran felt relieved and hugged her tightly, "Sanitary napkin..." His throat was tight and he couldn't say a word.

Suddenly, she thought of someone, and her hands were trembling. She let go of Sophie and asked urgently, "Where's Xing'er? Where's Lan Nanxing? Where is he?"

Just as Sophie was about to speak, she was kicked to her knees by Chun Yuyan who strode over. Sophie clutched her stomach and felt her gallbladder and liver burst, and she fainted from the pain.

Zhong Ran quickly gave her a powerful medicine, and then handed her over to Qingyin to take care of her. Then he looked at Chun Yuyan.

"You killed everyone in the imperial city? Was it Nangong Yaochu's order?" Her face was calm, and there was no emotion in her tone, but there was an undisguised coldness in her eyes.

Chunyu Yan smiled so arrogantly that he did not answer her words, but pointed at the head on the guillotine and said ostentatiously, "These people are all your old acquaintances. I hate you very much but I can't kill you. I can only Take your anger out on them.”

Seeing Zhong Ran, he remained silent and continued, "Not only the Imperial City, but also the Cloud City where you once lived, there are 71,325 people in total, and not a single one of them is alive. Nangong Miaochu, you have to remember that they all died because of you. Damn it, you killed them."

Zhong Ran clenched his fists and looked at her without saying a word.

Chun Yuyan wanted to see her go crazy with anger and even cry bitterly, but seeing her so calm was like a heavy punch hitting cotton, feeling powerless and heartbroken.

He was the first to roar, "Nangong Miaochu, are you a human being and do you have a heart? I slaughtered the people of Yuncheng that you tried so hard to protect. Aren't you sad? Don't you want to kill me for revenge?"

Zhong Ran remained silent and looked at him quietly.

Chun Yuyan felt that she looked at him like a clown, as if his actions were meaningless to her.

Her eyes were contemptuous and arrogant, exactly the same as when she looked at her when she was a child, as if to say.

Accept your fate, you can't compare to me.

She is not willing to be inferior to her in everything, not willing to be worshiped by the people like a god, not willing to let the men she likes like her.

So she never tires of doing anything that can cause trouble for her.

"Aqi!" Chun Yuyan shouted behind him, and a woman in tight black clothes came over.

She had sharp eyes and held a long sword in her hand as she strode over with a strong sense of oppression. Dozens of men in black followed behind her.

Zhong Ran glanced at her but still said nothing.

Chun Yuyan was completely angered by her disregard, and pointed at her and ordered A Qi, "Kill her immediately!"

However, A Qi didn't even look at her. She knelt down on one knee with her fists clasped in front of Zhong Ran and said loudly and forcefully, "Your Highness." Her position was proved by the words "Your Highness."

Zhong Ran nodded.

The veins on Chun Yuyan's forehead bulged, and his whole face turned red, "Are you going to rebel? See clearly who is your master! A Qi!"

A Qi ignored her rage and stood obediently behind Zhong Ran. The ten members of the God Killing Team also knelt down and bowed to Zhong Ran.

Zhong Ran just said a faint word of kindness, and they all stood behind Zhong Ran.

Chun Yuyan never expected that the God-killing team she had carefully nurtured would eventually return to its master without looking back. All her efforts for so many years had been spent on making wedding clothes for her enemy.

How ridiculous and sad.

Anger, unwillingness, jealousy...

If looks could kill, Zhong Ran would have died thousands of times.

"Where's Lan Nanxing?"

Zhong Ran finally spoke, looking directly into her eyes, not missing any expression on her face.

Chun Yuyan suddenly laughed, pointed at the corpses on the ground and said, "That lame man, heh, he should be dead. They are all here. You go look for them. By the way, there are still a bunch of people in the city who have not been beheaded. It’s easier to recognize…”

Hearing a thud, Chun Yuyan's voice stopped and his head rolled to the ground.

Zhong Ran put away the long knife and wiped the blood spattered on his face with his sleeve.

That noisy thing should have died long ago!

Only then did the guards who were guarding Zhongzhong and Chun Yuyan react and raised their swords towards her.

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