Chapter 660

"Your temper..."

"Just talk. Don't get close to me. It's like I know you very well." Han Zhan sneered.

"I really don't know you, but I know your mother very well." Wushan's hoarse old voice is strange, "she is a very interesting person!"

Han Zhan didn't take up the conversation as expected and asked Wushan what kind of person his mother Lianji was.

Wushan waited for a while and asked, "aren't you curious about your mother?"

Han Zhan didn't answer the question: "have you had no mother since you were a child?"

Wushan chuckled, as if he had heard some funny joke: "why did you ask?"

"Only people like you who have no mother since childhood can ask such a question. What is your mother like? Being a child is the most clear. However, because you don't have it, you haven't experienced the feeling of deep mother child love, and you feel that everyone is the same as you. Unfortunately, my mother has been with me since the day I was born, and I'm better than you Everyone knows her, not to mention... "Han Zhan sneered," I want to know my mother, why should I know from an insignificant outsider? "

Most of Wushan's face was hidden in the black robe, so Han Zhan didn't know. After he said this, Wushan's dark and deep eyes were silent, and a huge wave surged up in a moment, which was the evil and cruel to destroy everything.

After a long time, Wushan said with a smile, "it's really as glib as rumors."

"Rumors?" Han Zhan raised his eyebrows. "It seems that the high priest secretly inquired about me. In that case, does the high priest know that I, Han Zhan, have a weakness and are born to protect my weaknesses."

Wushan clenched his lips: "what do you want to say?"

"LINGJI was saved by you!" was a positive tone.

"Then what?" Wushan said, "what do you want to say?"

"Just to remind you, you should take good care of your own dog. If you bite indiscriminately, you don't know how to die."

Wushan heard the meaning of Han Zhan's words: "if you die, you'll die. You said it's just a dog. It just depends on whether the person who wants the dog's life has the ability and courage."

"Let's have a look!" Han Zhan said. "To tell you the truth, I also want to know what kind of mood it will be when the chess pieces that have not been easily cultivated are arranged and planned by one hand. Today, they have tried their best to save life. They suddenly disappear."

Wushan smiled: "then I have to advise you not to play with fire, or you will regret it."

"Coincidentally, what Han Zhan doesn't understand in his life is how to write the word regret. What should I do!"

"Young people, it's good to have courage, but they can't be too rampant. People who don't know the greatness of heaven and earth will only fall miserably."

"It seems that the high priest didn't know me very well and didn't know me very well. Otherwise, how could he not know that I was born to represent madness." Han Zhan smiled wantonly, "by the way, there is arrogance. The high priest just forgot!"

Hearing the speech, Wushan suddenly laughed: "interesting! Really interesting!"

"I also think it's very interesting, otherwise you wouldn't specially call me here to say these words."

Han Zhan turned and looked at the witch gate, one hand behind him and one finger at the witch gate. His face was arrogant, arrogant and indescribable.

"One day, I will personally level here and make the witch gate no longer exist."

Wushan narrowed his eyes and rolled up a terrible cold at the bottom of his eyes.

"What a big breath! Young man, don't flash your tongue in the wind."

"Do you think I can't do it?" Han Zhan looked at Wushan with his head tilted. "What if I do it?"

Wushan sneers, which is the contempt and ridicule of controlling everything, standing high and treating ordinary people like ants: "you can't do it!"

"Ask the high priest to know more about me today. I have a problem. The more others don't let me do, the more I want to do. I'm born anti bone and like to work against others!"

"Then you may come to a bad end."

"I don't know whether it will end well or not, but I'm sure..." Han Zhan smiled, "I'm only twenty years old now, and I'm just in my prime. But what about you, high priest? You look like a haggard and dying tree. You're dying on earth. Maybe you can't get on at one breath. Just this, I can survive you. When you die, there's nothing left, but the living can do whatever they want. After all... Death is like death The light is off, don't you think? "

Wushan smiled more and more brightly: "well, I'm waiting for the day when you get what you want."

Just then, several * * of the witch gate hurried out, knelt down in front of Wushan and said in fear.

"The sect leader came here late. I hope the sect leader will forgive me."

It's the master, not the high priest.

The people of the witch sect only obey the orders of Wushan.

Wushan nodded: "get up!"

Then he looked at Han Zhan: "do you want to go in with me?"

"Forget it. It's easy to get old and cold legs if you stay in a cold place for a long time." Han Zhan left this sentence and turned to get on his horse and galloped away.

The people present understood Han Zhan's meaning. He was satirizing the dark things in the witch gate.

One after another's face changed: "sect leader, do you want your subordinates to catch him back?"

Such people should be severely punished.

"Hey -" Wushan said, "what a good young man. It's a pity that he died like this. You really should restrain your temper."

The people present were cold on their backs and quickly stopped talking.

While walking, Wushan asked, "where's LINGJI?"

"The hair care is out."

"How dare she run around now?" Wushan sighed. "This child is becoming more and more disobedient. It's not reassuring at all."

If you ask people who don't know to listen, you think Wushan has much to do with the soul!

As soon as the witch door entered, she saw a female slave hanging in the center, with a ferocious face and scars all over.

Seeing that Wushan's vision fell on the female slave, someone quickly explained: "this is the one sent back by LINGJI. His name is ugly slave."

"Oh? It's her!" Wushan knew for a moment. He stared at the ugly slave half a box. "What a beautiful girl. Why is it like this? Go and put the people down."

The ugly slave had long been beaten unconscious.

Seeing her unconscious, Wushan thought and took out a pill from his arms.

This medicine is used by people on the verge of death. They can immediately return to life. Moreover, ugly slaves are only injured and unconscious.

Such dark and torturing days, she didn't know how long she had experienced. When she opened her eyes every day, she was subjected to countless torture and beatings, and was bullied and insulted by the men of the witch door from time to time.

Not even the army or prostitutes.

Once upon a time, she couldn't make it because of herself.

Just like this time.

When LINGJI left, she gave a death order and asked someone to beat her to death.

At the moment of fainting, the ugly slave thought, if not, that's it.

Forget it.

But

Unexpectedly, she was saved.

She was numbed by the pain of the beating, but she could still feel the cold and piercing fingers pinching her chin.

Seeing her awake, Wushan said, "are you awake? What's wrong with you?"

The ugly slave was hurt all over. It was superfluous to ask.

But I heard the ugly slave in a trance. How long has she not been so concerned?

Now she is just a thing. A cheap life is held in other people's hands. If others want her to live, she can live. If they want her to die, they won't blink. They want to add that her life is better than death.

Seeing that the ugly slave didn't respond, Wushan couldn't help saying, "what's the matter? But he's not feeling well?"

Say it and sigh, "didn't you say it? Don't use your private business any more. Why don't you listen?"

They quickly knelt down and begged for mercy. With a white face, they said, "the Lord's forgiveness is an order from LINGJI * *. Subordinates can't stop it. I hope the Lord's forgiveness."

"Door master?" the ugly slave looked at Wushan, half a box seemed to react, and his face turned white, "you... You are..."

High priest!

How can an ugly slave not be afraid of a cruel, vicious and tyrannical person like LINGJI?

Immediately shaking like chaff, words can not be said.

Wushan sighed and said with pity: "don't be afraid. I'm just ugly. I don't eat people. Don't be afraid, good! Relax! Take a deep breath... Yes, relax! Good..."

Miraculously, just a few words, like magic, involuntarily controlled people's mind and asked people to follow his words.

In a flash, the ugly slave stabilized and was no longer afraid.

At this time, she didn't know whether it was the sequelae of excessive shock or because she had just taken the pill and didn't feel any pain at all.

She looked at Wushan curiously and whispered, "you are the high priest..."

He was dressed in black and his voice was strangely tight, but he had a gentle and incomparable power that could calm people's hearts.

"Why? Unlike?" Wushan asked with a smile, "do you think the people of the witch sect are cruel, bloodthirsty, evil and vicious people?"

The ugly slave subconsciously shook his head, but heard Wushan say, "I like honest children. If you can tell the truth, I will like you very much."

Do you like her?

The ugly slave didn't know what had happened to him.

The man in front of her was clearly dressed in the darkest clothes, and her voice was so strange, but she just seemed to be bewitched. She thought it was the coming of God to save her.

She wants to be loved by him and become the most important person in his heart.

At that moment, the ugly slave suddenly burst out this strange idea at the bottom of his heart, and it grew bigger and bigger, out of control.

The high priest said, he likes honest children.

So the ugly slave said, "yes, the people of the witch sect are not people. They are demons. They are demons who suck human blood and eat human flesh... Demons... All demons..."

She was trembling and her eyes were empty. She was bewitched and lost her mind rather than telling the truth. She didn't know what she was talking about.

"Sucking human blood, eating human flesh..." Wushan chuckled. "He is really a good child. I really like your adjective. That's very good!"