The old man let out a "huh" and quickly dodged.

It was at this moment that Ye Zhou had already escaped.

The old man didn't chase him, but looked at Fu Youcai.

Fu Youcai looked at the old man in horror, although he was not good at martial arts, he could see that this old man was very powerful, so powerful that it was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The old man stepped forward, poked at his dumb hole, pulled the rope with his bare hands, grabbed him by the collar, and carried him out.

Fu Youcai was drenched in a cold sweat, not knowing where to go, uncertainty and panic made him struggle desperately.

The old man frowned unhappily, slapped him unconscious, and dragged him to the ground.

Outside the cell.

There were no stars and no moons, and the autumn wind was blowing like a knife, and Ye Zhou's face was shaved painfully.

He ran silently across the rooftop wall, agile and silent, like a sturdy wild cat.

He didn't know if he had gotten rid of the old man, but his keen sixth sense told him that there was a gaze that followed him from beginning to end.

And he didn't know when bad luck would strike.

Huanhualou has always had two sets of plans to do things, such as when he enters the interrogation and pays for talent, there must be backup outside.

But tonight, backup didn't come to meet him.

He felt that most of them were already more than lucky.

A thin cold wind came towards him with a murderous aura, and he was running as hard as he could, but he had to fall backwards to avoid the sudden attack.

However, as soon as his body fell on his back, there was a chill in his back.

There was a soft "bang", and the cold wind hit through the torn clothes, instantly blowing a layer of goosebumps up his spine.

There is a killing machine in front, and there is a sharp blade in the back.

The moves are old, you can't go to the left, you can't go to the right.

Ye Zhou has never encountered such a crisis in his life, he closed his eyes, fell on his back, and waited quietly for death.

However, a rope struck him, wrapped around his waist, and he rose into the air and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The floor is carefully polished granite floor tiles, spliced tightly, cold and hard.

Ye Zhou was smashed and rolled with blood, turned over and got up, and his hand was trampled on by one foot.

Not far away, there are torches that glow brightly.

This foot is dressed in elaborate fawn leather boots, with red gold locks in the shape of stars and moons, inlaid with precious obsidian.

Further up, it is an ink-colored brocade robe, and the dark lines of the meteors and moons on the fabric reflect the faint light in the firelight.

Ye Zhou gasped.

He already knew who it was.

He showed a nonchalant smile: "Lord Priest." ”

Gu Yilan lowered his eyes and looked at Ye Zhou, and said lightly: "You have two choices, one is to do things for me, and the other is to be abandoned by Ah Lin as a loser." ”

Ye Zhou was silent.

Gu Yilan was not surprised by his confrontation, and said lightly: "Break his hands and feet, waste his kung fu, and throw him into the downtown with Fu Youcai's corpse." ”

Someone immediately came up and pressed Ye Zhou's hands and feet, the sharp knife flashed cold light against his skin, and cold sweat dripped down Ye Zhou's forehead.

He has done a lot of the same thing, and the other party is planning to break his tendons and tendons first, and then break his bones.

If the bone is broken, it can be reconnected, and if the tendon and vein are broken, it will become a cripple, and even if it is connected by a famous doctor, it is impossible to recover as before.

He can't stand to live as a waste.

Today, Gu Fenglin told him that he would establish a Huanhualou rudder in Lanjing and let him be the person in charge.