Prison of Black Wounds

Being poured into the mouth continuously, I couldn't resist, and my throat hurt as if it was burning.

"Tsk... what's going on?"

Opening his eyes, he vaguely saw a slender white figure, it wasn't that person, that person couldn't wear white clothes, so who was it?Who is going to continue to torment him?

By the way, isn't he captured?The person who was told by that person to come back to pick him up...

It hurts so much, how long will the pain last?

The body stood up, the white shadow in front of him was shaking, he couldn't see clearly, but he could hear a voice, a very young voice, so it wasn't him.

"So you're awake?" The man's fingers were cool, and they felt a little comfortable on his forehead.

Long Yan was a little surprised to see the man who was being held up by the waiter to barely stand, and was taken aback by his subconscious action of leaning against his palm, he laughed and said: "It seems that he hasn't fully recovered yet, that's fine, as a A puppet may be happier for you." Gently brushing away the hair covering his face, Long Yan took the bowl from the maid's hand and ordered the waiter to set it up, "I'm sorry, it will be a little uncomfortable, but more , you won't be in pain."

As she spoke, she pinched his nose and forced him to raise his head. When he opened his mouth, he quickly poured the black paste medicine juice in the bowl.

It may be because he was locked up in the dungeon and stopped taking the medicine some time ago, or maybe it was because his body instinctively resisted the medicine, so Long Yan had to increase the dose. Now that the other party has regained consciousness a little It also increases the difficulty of feeding medicine.

Seeing that he was trying to close his mouth again, Long Yan cursed in a low voice, moved his hand to his chin and pinched it hard, only to hear a "click", the man's chin was removed like this, while his body Trembling in pain, a broken voice escaped from the mouth that couldn't close.

Long Yan took a deep breath, and kept hypnotizing himself in his heart, telling himself that the person in front of him was not a person, but a puppet, a murderer, and a sinner.

After finally getting him to drink two large bowls of Qian Zhen, Long Yan was covered in sweat. Holding the empty bowl, he stared dully at the man's trembling abdomen. Healed, at least on the outside, as for the inside, since Nassar ignored it, he decided to ignore it completely.

I couldn't help but touch the lifelike peony with my fingertips. The magician's craftsmanship is really good, but the pain that this peony will bring to him is not so beautiful.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the peony suddenly flashing a glimmer of light like a living thing. Long Yan felt a little unbelievable. He put his palm on it, and felt a violent beating under his palm, and his body trembled even more violently.

"This is……"

His body, which was colder than ordinary people, suddenly became hot, and an unnatural flush appeared on his pale face, while the man writhed uncomfortably, gasped in pain, and leaned his head back weakly on the waiter On his body, a streak of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth, and then he completely lost consciousness, leaving only the faint sound of breathing.

The body temperature gradually recovered, but his face was still pale.

Looking at the wound on his left arm for no reason, Long Yan frowned again, scolded Nasser severely in his heart, and began to deal with the wound helplessly.

"Put it on the bed."

"Yes."

Just when Long Yan turned around to continue studying his medicine, Yu Guang saw something that drove him crazy. This thing was exactly what Naser had been looking for, a small red peony. He opened his eyes wide, and stared at the thing rushing his sight in disbelief, his action was faster than thinking, and when Long Yan realized it again, he had already pulled the man into his arms.

Hands across his chest, let his limp body lie on his arms, and the other hand with the master's shock gently caressed the red peony on the back of the man's neck that was gradually disappearing.

"how is this possible?"

What happened just now?

Why is this thing here?

Then he is...

Oh my god... Let alone Naser, even Long Yan couldn't accept this fact.

what to do?He seems to have discovered a shocking secret, so should he tell Nasser now?

"You didn't see anything!"

A voice interrupted Long Yan's thinking abruptly, he turned his head in surprise, and looked at the man who was approaching step by step.

A man who is calm and introverted, has an extraordinary mind, but is loyal to Naser, Naser's cousin——Rui Wang Chuman.

He was dressed in a light blue gown with a golden belt tied around his waist meticulously. His expression was always serious and annoying, but he had to admit his political ability and loyalty to Nasser.

He approached step by step, looked at the two waiters and a maid beside him with cold eyes, and his tone was an order, a threatening order.

"What did you see?"

The waiters swallowed, clenched their trembling fingertips, and replied respectfully: "Report to Lord Rui, my subordinates didn't see anything."

"Well, let's go down."

"Yes."

Long Yan stared at the place where the peony disappeared, and after a while he gently picked up the weak body and put it on the bed, and slowly covered him with the quilt, completely ignorant of Chuman.

Chu Man was not in a hurry, but just watched quietly, until Long Yan wanted to turn around to get the herbal medicine before he said with a light smile.

"Do you want to tell Nassar?"

Long Yan frowned: "Otherwise?"

"The country is initially set, the palace is still under construction, and the people's hearts are not stable. Naser is everyone's only hope. Do you want to destroy him or destroy this country that has been so hard to rebuild?"

Long Yan was stuffing the medicine sullenly, feeling very irritable, but he was powerless to refute. What Chu Man said was not unreasonable. If it was a month ago, there might be a chance of redemption, but after Nasser launched revenge, he would tell Him, this is too cruel.

"Only Nasser can become the king of his own country. Can you guarantee that he will not be shaken in his heart after knowing the truth? Isn't it hatred that sustains him for so long?"

"Then do you want Naser to live with hatred forever?" Long Yan knocked on the herbal medicine heavily, glaring at the proud man with some annoyance, "You are always so calm, don't you really have no feelings of your own? ?”

"Have."

Long Yan's eyes turned to surprise, but the other party said: "My feelings are for the establishment of the new kingdom, to assist Nasser and make him the king of the world. For this goal, I can give up everything, Long Yan, don't you think this is Should it?"

Long Yan suddenly found it funny, how could he think that this man really had "feelings"?His thoughts have been pedantic and brainwashed since he was a child. If the enemy country said to hand him over for peace at this time, he would probably agree without blinking an eye. How could this man who treats himself mercilessly understand others? emotion?

"As long as he is dead, Nasser will be free from hatred."

"You want to keep it a secret from Nasser forever?"

"It's for his own good."

Long Yan was going crazy. He actually felt that what Chu Man said was right, because he was not sure what would happen to Naser after he knew the truth. If Naser collapsed, the country would be finished, and he was Qiangu sinner.

"Increase the dose of Qian Zhen, let him fight to the death on the battlefield, this is also his best destination, in short... he can't come back alive."

Long Yan stroked his forehead and smiled wryly. He didn't even know when Chu Man left. The pressure this incident brought to him was so overwhelming that he couldn't recover for a long time. Until later, he couldn't even say sorry say it.

At the same time, in the black castle on Mount Luqi, the remnants of King Wushang's party were kneeling on the ground tremblingly, even taking a breath carefully.

King Wushang was cruel and ruthless, killing his own family and even relatives, not to mention their courtiers with false titles.

Like Nasser's father, Ann Rose, the man who was born in blood on the battlefield was also born for war. The difference is that he had no choice but to fight, fight for war, and enjoy the joy of bathing in blood.

He is not only cruel and vicious, but also arrogant and cunning by nature. It can be said that he is the chief culprit who single-handedly caused the demise of the Lanlong clan.

There used to be a legend that after the Great Demon Sealing War, the Elf King took away the daughter of the head of the Lanlong Clan. In order to make up for and thank the Lanlong Clan, the Elf King gave her the power to drive the elves, and the Lanlong Clan did not like war. For thousands of years Has been hiding his whereabouts, and gradually, people have forgotten how to use this power.

However, all of this is just a legend after all, and there is no way to prove it.

At least for Nasser, the Lanlong clan was the enemy who destroyed his homeland and killed his relatives and clan members. He didn't even want to find out when this clan hidden in the depths of the world participated in the war.

In any case, at least for now, there is no blood left in the Lanlong clan.

And it wasn't Nasser or anyone else who caused this result, but the man who proclaimed himself the King of Wushang.

That person beheaded his elder brother, that is, the 40-year-old patriarch of the Lanlong clan, on his [-]th birthday. There are still legends in various countries, and some even get darker and darker. , in addition to massacres, he even disregarded everyone's opposition to build the castle, which cost almost all the financial resources at the time, and at the same time lost the hearts of the people. At that time, no one dared to give him half a word of advice. He killed his officials like a demon, cheated the people, and even his own flesh and blood...

Gradually, the wounded city fell, and people began to choose to abandon the city and leave. King Wushang did not change because of this, but intensified. He sent his own ghost army to capture everyone, as long as they had hands and feet, back to the castle. Control them with Jiang Gu technique, strengthen your own ghost army, and continue his