It was Zhang Shaoliang. His hands and feet were locked by iron chains, his hair was messy, and his head was hanging weakly. The light blue uniform that had always been high-profile was stained with a lot of blood, and half of his body was supported by the man beside him.
, It seemed that he was very injured. Yu Wen Haoyu frowned slightly, stood up, and looked at the man following Zhang Shaoliang. It was Qingyi they had caught before.
"Well……"
Feng Yin cried out in pain, Yuwen Haoyu rudely grabbed her arm and walked towards the moat. Qing Yi looked at them from afar, but saw Feng Yin nodding slightly to him.
That was a secret code, the secret code that killed Zhang Shaoliang.
Qingyi suddenly pulled out the dagger from his waist and put it on Zhang Shaoliang's neck. Yuwen Haoyu was forced to stop and looked at him with a stern look.
"Didn't you say it? You have to come here in person."
Qingyi looked at Yuwen Haoyu calmly and said, but Yuwen Haoyu snorted coldly, pulled out the long sword from his waist, pressed against Feng Yin's neck, and said coldly: "Then, I will be with you."
Compare and see who will move faster, how?”
Hearing this, Qingyi's face changed slightly, because Yu Wen Haoyu had already increased the strength without mercy. The sharp blade had been embedded in his neck, and a dazzling red color flowed out from Feng Yin's neck and flowed along his neck.
On white prison uniform.
Seeing Qingyi's hesitant eyes, Feng Yin endured the pain and shook his head at him, signaling him not to change his plan. If he couldn't see Luo Ling, he would kill Zhang Shaoliang. If he didn't do as he did, even if Feng Yin was rescued in the end,
Feng Yin once said that at that time, he would definitely commit suicide in front of him.
Qingyi gritted her teeth, and with a cruel heart, he raised his dagger and stabbed Zhang Shaoliang in the heart.
"stop!"
A familiar voice came from behind, Yu Wen Haoyu was stunned, but Feng Yin held the corner of his mouth, and a trace of imperceptible dark light flashed in his eyes.
"I'm here, put the dagger down!"
Luo Ling strode to Feng Yin and said to Qing Yi.
"Ling'er, you..." Yuwen Haoyu was anxious, and his eyes swept across the uneasy black panther standing behind Luo Ling, with a very ugly face.
"Yu, I'm sorry, let's talk about what happened next. Now, let's exchange Shaoliang first, okay?"
Luo Ling rarely asked him for a kind voice. She knew that she had come so rashly against his orders. Yuwen Haoyu would definitely be angry, but when she thought that the dagger almost pierced into Zhang Shaoliang's heart just now, she couldn't control herself.
When I woke up, I felt a little cold and relished.
It's too late to say anything. Yuwen Haoyu looked cold with Zhang Jun's face and said nothing, but he didn't put down the sword that was placed on Feng Yin's neck.
"I'm already here, can you let your subordinate Zhang Shaoliang be released?"
Luo Ling stood in front of Feng Yin and said angrily, but Feng Yin didn't look at her, with a hint of pride on the corner of her mouth. She looked at Yuwen Haoyu: "Look, the person you like is for other men.
, she didn't even care about her own safety, she didn't have you in her heart. Yuer, you love the wrong person, huh..."
Yuwen Haoyu's hand couldn't help but exert force slightly, and the sword blade became a little deeper into Feng Yin's flesh.
"Yu."
Luo Ling stepped forward, reached out and grabbed Yuwen Haoyu's hand slightly, shook his head at him. Yuwen Haoyu looked down at her, with indescribable gloom in his eyes.