The devil is below, I am the master

At this moment, Wen Ran's mood can only be described as mixed feelings.

He was tempted to say that he might be wrong.

But even Bai Zhe recognized it, and there was almost no possibility of admitting his mistake.

How to do?

Although one of the goals of their infiltration into the demon world was indeed to rescue Tian Lan, the timing of Tian Lan's appearance was so sudden that Wen Ran was completely unprepared.

"She was dragged in. It seems to be... that kind of place." Wen Ran looked at the front of the Rapture Cave without a word.

Princess Tianlan of Nuwa Palace, who was once aloof, has fallen to such a point.

Wen Ran had imagined many times where Tianlan might be arranged by Lianhua, but no matter what, she never expected that Lianhua would just leave her in such a place.

"What Lianhua likes most in his life is to fight against the way of heaven. Tian Lan is a descendant of Nuwa Palace, with a noble status, and Nuwa Palace has imprisoned him for many years. Being treated like this by him is slapping the face of the entire Nuwa Palace and even the fairy world. It's strange." Bai Zhe said lightly.

Although he didn't have much direct contact with Lianhua, he had heard enough even if he just listened to it these days.

Lianhua himself is the sacrificial object of Tiandao, so naturally he will not make others feel better.

Such people are not uncommon throughout the ages.

Now that Mu Yunyan and Yao Zhan are dead, his remaining goal has become more illusory.

Probably the only thing left is to fight against Heaven.

Wen Ran became anxious after hearing this: "We have to save her."

"The time for her to appear was too early. If she goes in rashly now, her deeds may be exposed." Bai Zhe looked at him and analyzed calmly, "Are you sure you want to save her?"

Wen Ran was speechless for a moment.

This analysis is not unreasonable, but if you really let it go——

Bai Zhe noticed that Wen Ran was a little depressed, as if he was struggling with whether to save the other party, so he changed his mind and said, "It's not impossible to save her. It's just that I haven't forgotten how much she humiliated you back then."

Not only did I not forget, but I still remember it firmly.

He didn't have any friendship with Nu Wa Palace, so naturally he didn't bother to show any good face to Tian Lan who was always making trouble for Wen Ran.

Besides, Tian Lan would be reduced to what she is today, not because she has been working hard to die.

Wen Ran didn't expect Lord Mozun to hold a grudge against his usually indifferent appearance.

It's just that this grudge was remembered for him.

Thinking of this, Wen Ran felt a burst of warmth in his heart.

But in the blink of an eye, he remembered the way Tianlan was dragged in just now.

The demon world and the fairy world have been feuding for a long time, thinking that the majestic princess of Nuwa Palace will be ruined by a few demon cultivators, although I have hated Tian Lan in my heart, it will not be to such an extent after all.

"...Let's find a way to save her first? At least, let's try first?" Wen Ran hesitated for a moment, but still made a choice.

What's more, if something happens to Tian Lan, Bai Zhe's mission has already failed halfway, and it will inevitably attract the resentment of Nuwa Palace.

He is going to become the master of the fairy world in the future, how could he be without the support of Nuwa Palace?

At least, try it first.

Bai Zhe didn't seem to be surprised by Wen Ran's decision. He immediately took him to another location, and finally moved to a place like a warehouse.

"Why did you bring me here?" Wen Ran asked strangely.

"You wait here for me, I'll go find Tian Lan." Bai Zhe said, "If I haven't come back within an hour, you can find a chance to call Moen and take you away."

Before Wen Ran could react, Bai Zhe had already rolled over from the window.

Wen Ran looked at the empty window and sighed helplessly.

It's also right for Bai Zhe to do this, after all, if you take him there, the chance of success may be reduced by half.

Looking around, the warehouse is full of dry yellow straw and long wooden boxes.

I don't know what's inside.Sniffing carefully, Wen Ran smelled a sandalwood fragrance in the warehouse.

Wen Ran leaned over and listened to the movement inside. It was very quiet inside, and there was no power flowing. It should be a dead thing.

But for some reason, he suddenly had a very bad feeling.

There were scratches everywhere on the wooden box, which seemed to have been used for many years, and with the strange smell of sandalwood, he had an intuition that he should open the box and take a look.

Otherwise, you will never feel at ease.

Wen Ran struggled for a while, and finally chose to open one of the boxes.

However, when he saw clearly what was inside, the intense horror forced him to take two steps back immediately.

"Tian Binbin...!"

Wen Ran's eyes widened, staring fixedly at the pale face in the box, eager to confirm whether it was really him.

It turned out that there was no surprise, it was indeed Tian Binbin who was right.

The box contained Tian Binbin's body.

The body was covered with mud and the clothes were crumpled, which reminded Wen Ran of the rainstorm before leaving Wenhan Academy.

Why is he here?

Could it be that Lianhua transported all the people from the academy here?

Wen Ran thought of Wen Wu and Wu Fenghua, and he quickly opened a few more boxes.

It also contained the corpses of people who had been dead for some time. I don't know what treatment had been done, and the corpses were not decomposed, but no other people from the academy were found.

Lianhua only transported Tian Binbin back.

Of course, there are also some strange faces who don't know where they come from.

Why did you choose Tian Binbin...?

What is the use of these corpses being transported to the demon world?

Once she started to think about this matter, Wen Ran's thoughts were like a wild horse that had run wild and could not be brought back.

He was worried that Lianhua would use these corpses to do something devastating.

The eyes became more and more panicked, Wen Ran felt that he had to tell Bai Zhe first, maybe he would know——

"what……!"

In the original silence, Wen Ran suddenly called out softly because of panic.

The eyes were covered by darkness.

His eyes were covered with palms from behind.

He could feel the coldness of the opponent's palm.

Wen Ran's heartbeat became stronger and stronger, and he didn't dare to move, because he didn't know which demon cultivator from the demon world was standing behind him at this moment.

Maybe the other party will be ruthless in the next second.

He quietly waited for the other party to speak, so that he could judge how to respond next.

Wen Ran didn't think he had the ability to repel the opponent head-on for the guy who could make him be bullied without even realizing it.

There was another deadlock for a while.

"……Are you scared?"

The person behind finally spoke.

The voice was clear and pleasant, at first it sounded like a gentle expression of concern, but the owner of the voice slowly put his other hand on Wen Ran's jawline.

He was so scared that he was sweating coldly.

Wen Ran swallowed, not daring to move at all.

"I'm here." The other party continued on his own.

Hearing this, Wen Ran felt that the other party's voice seemed a little familiar.

He seemed to have seen the person behind him.

It's a pity that he just realized this, when the back of his neck tightened, he passed out.

……

When Wen Ran woke up, she found that she was no longer in the warehouse.

There is a soft rosewood bed under him, and he still cannot see clearly the room—because it is covered by gauze curtains.

Wen Ran sat up.

The sandalwood smells in the room, which smells very good and will make people relax involuntarily.

Yet he couldn't relax.

Because he didn't have a single strand of clothing on his body, and his long black hair was completely scattered.

The skin of the whole body is as smooth as a child, and it is almost transparent in whiteness.

Someone took off his clothes.

Without the package of clothes, Wen Ran felt even more insecure.

He wrapped the quilt tightly around his body and lifted the gauze curtain.

There was no other movement around, and it seemed that no one was watching him.

He carefully watched the situation around him.

Little did he know, just behind another gauze curtain not far from him, there was a figure standing at this moment, quietly watching everything about him.

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