The atmosphere in the North Dragon Hall was exceptionally somber.
Yu Chi Feng sat in the main seat of the main hall, rubbing the waist plate with the three words "North Dragon Hall" on it.
This waist plate was handed to him by his master and had been in his grasp for nearly ten years, weighing on him for the same duration. Now that the Evil Exorcising Society had reached this point, he didn't know if he should continue to hold onto this waist plate.
The subordinates of the North Dragon Hall shared the same thoughts as Yu Chi Feng. They also didn't know how to face their place of refuge.
The air in the main hall was almost frozen, and everyone didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
This atmosphere was disrupted by a flurry of hurried footsteps. With the crashing sound of the wooden door being pushed open, it was completely shattered.
"Report! The Cold Dragon Hall Master is meeting someone at the inn. After entering the inn for a stick of incense, someone left the inn and headed northwest after leaving the city!"
"It's the messenger." Yu Chi Feng suddenly stood up, threw the wooden plate on the table, grabbed the long sword next to him and carried it on his back. He looked around the room, and the firmness and seriousness in his deep eyebrows and eyes made everyone present feel excited. Then, he said in a deep voice: "According to the original plan, a team will follow me to investigate. If we encounter the Evil Cult and the contact person, kill them without mercy!"
"Yes!"
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The dungeon was still as silent as death, with only a few sighs echoing within.
Feng Ting Liu woke up again in a daze, with a hazy vision that took a long time to find a focus.
His condition had been much better than in the previous days. He didn't know what the Cold Dragon Hall Master was busy with, as he rarely had time to "take care" of him in the dungeon, and the pain that penetrated deep into his brain had not returned.
But his complexion was still very poor, his lips were bluish, and his cheeks had become thinner.
Although he was imprisoned in the cell, he could still judge the current situation from the guards' few words. But these two days, the guards of the Cold Dragon Hall seemed somewhat absent-minded and not very attentive to him, as if they were expecting something. At the same time, he also heard some situations about the North Dragon Hall.
"What's wrong with those people from the North Dragon Hall? How dare they rebel against us?"
"Oh, don't worry about them. A bunch of losers. What can they rebel into? They're still being suppressed by our Cold Dragon Hall."
"That's right. After we finish this job, we'll be prosperous!"
"That's right, that's right."
Listening to the conversation between the two, Feng Ting Liu couldn't help but let out a sneer at their arrogance.
Although his voice was low, it was still heard by the two. The two immediately looked over angrily. The one with a slightly bigger temper even walked up and splashed the water in his hand on Feng Ting Liu's head.
"Stray dog, what are you laughing at!"
"Laughing at your arrogance and ignorance of being used." Feng Ting Liu's voice was hoarse, but his words carried a mocking smile. His black hair was wet by the water and stuck to the side of his face, adding a few points ofSick beauty (sickly beauty) to his appearance.
"You're just a watchdog of the Evil Cult!" The man angrily scolded, but suddenly stared at his face and started to daze. After a while, he even reached out and grabbed Feng Ting Liu's long hair and pulled it back.
"Uh..." Feng Ting Liu gritted his teeth to endure the pain, and his bloodshot eyes looked at the person in front of him with a murderous intent.
"Tsk, such a pretty face for nothing. Don't you have some special connection with the Evil Cult leader?" The man's tone was lewd, and he boldly patted Feng Ting Liu's cheek, full of humiliation.
Feng Ting Liu was not annoyed. Instead, his terrifying red eyes kept staring at the person in front of him, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance into his soul and take it to hell.
Just when the man was about to do something else, suddenly someone came over and interrupted his actions.
"You two, come and help! Deliver the things to the Hall Master!" The newcomer seemed to have a higher position than the two guards and ordered in a commanding tone.
The man stopped and turned around to ask: "If we leave, who will watch this person?"
"Come back after delivering the things! Can this person run away in such a short time!"
The two then didn't dare to delay and hurriedly ran out.
Feng Ting Liu looked in the direction they left and sneered: "Those who are ordered around are the dogs."
The dungeon returned to peace, and Feng Ting Liu wasrare (rarely) left without supervision, able to rest for a while. He relaxed his body again, lowered his head, and closed his eyes.
He didn't know how much longer he would have to spend in this prison. He could only try to save some strength and persist for a few more days...
Just as Feng Ting Liu was drowsily resting, a flurry of footsteps approached from afar. The owner of those footsteps seemed to be hesitant yet hurried, and the strong sense of contradiction made the footsteps particularly chaotic and even a bitEmbarrassed (disheveled).
Feng Ting Liu hazily narrowed his eyes. Before he could see who the newcomer was, the person had already stood in front of him.
The familiar body temperature and smell mixed with a few traces of blood rushed towards him, making Feng Ting Liu instantly awake but gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.
"What are you doing here." Feng Ting Liu tried to control his emotions, but his trembling voice and body exposed his thoughts. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to open his eyes, afraid that the moment he saw the person, the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time would completely collapse.
Feng Ting Liu never cared about how embarrassed he looked, but he was afraid to expose such a side in front of Yu Chi Feng.
Feng Ting Liu didn't hear Yu Chi Feng's answer. He slightly raised his head and was just about to open his eyes when he was pulled into a warm and solid embrace.
Yu Chi Feng knelt in front of Feng Ting Liu and embraced him in his arms.
Feng Ting Liu widened his eyes. He had never been so flustered before. While looking around for the figures of the Cold Dragon Hall guards, he struggled to escape this embrace that he was addicted to. But in the next moment, Yu Chi Feng actually pressed his back of the head, firmly pressing him on his shoulder, and with the other hand, he also locked his body in his arms.
"What if someone sees!" Feng Ting Liu's blood-red pupils trembled, but his body, which had been exhausted for a long time, was almost numb, and the remaining strength was almost negligible in Yu Chi Feng's arms.
"Master..." Yu Chi Feng's voice was deep, filled with longing for the person in his arms, and even carried a hint of sobbing.
"You..."
Feng Ting Liu's movements suddenly stopped. He felt that his shoulder was wet, and Yu Chi Feng actually shed tears in front of him. Yu Chi Feng's figure was even lower than Feng Ting Liu's. He even squeezed his knees between Feng Ting Liu's legs, allowing Feng Ting Liu to sit on his lap for a moment of relief.
Feng Ting Liu didn't know what to do. His body had become numb due to the long-term confinement, but his panic did not come from this. He had never had this feeling before, and even Yu Chi Feng's tears were the first time he had seen.
A great emotion suddenly attacked Feng Ting Liu's heart, breaking down his last inch of disguise.
Hot tears gathered and flowed down, reddening the corners of Feng Ting Liu's eyes, and flowing onto Yu Chi Feng's shoulder along his pale cheek.
"You shouldn't have come here..." Feng Ting Liu said with a sob, trembling, "You shouldn't be involved with me... and get into danger..."
"I can't do that, Master. Even if I come back here, I am still your dog. This point has never changed..."
Yu Chi Feng hugged the person even tighter, wishing to integrate the person into his bone marrow and never be separated.
"I will always be loyal to you."
Hearing this, Feng Ting Liu completely relaxed his strength and collapsed in Yu Chi Feng's arms, getting the best rest he had had in these days.
Only when he relaxed did Feng Ting Liu realize that the bloody smell on Yu Chi Feng was even stronger. He immediately became alert and asked: "Are you injured?"
"It's someone else's blood." Yu Chi Feng shook his head. He smoothed Feng Ting Liu's long hair to one side and reverently kissed his forehead as a comfort. "Something happened outside, Master. Wait a little longer, and I will be able to take you out soon."
Feng Ting Liu frowned and scanned him up and down. After confirming that there were no visible wounds on the surface, he slightly relaxed: "What happened?"
Yu Chi Feng did not answer but instead wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Only then did Feng Ting Liu look at him in the eyes and saw the bloodlust that could not be completely hidden in Yu Chi Feng's deep pupils. It was the trace left after the slaughter, the momentum of a wild beast, and the charm that even Feng Ting Liu would be deeply attracted to.
"You..." Feng Ting Liu paused, somewhat surprised. He didn't know what had happened before Yu Chi Feng came, but only knew that Yu Chi Feng seemed to have broken some kind of restraint and completely exposed the nature of the wild beast.
"I came here on a whim. The people of the Cold Dragon Hall will be back soon, and I can't stay for long." Yu Chi Feng reluctantly stood up, and his tall figure completely enveloped Feng Ting Liu. He raised his hand to adjust the iron chain that bound Feng Ting Liu's wrists to make it longer, allowing Feng Ting Liu to sit on the ground and free his legs.
Feng Ting Liu didn't understand his actions, but his legs could no longer support him, and his hands were already bruised and purple from the shackles. He sat on the cold ground, but it was much more comfortable than before.
"What are you going to do?" Feng Ting Liu frowned and asked.
"I want you to walk out of here openly. So, Master, you need to endure for a few more days."
"That's not what I'm asking..."
Before Feng Ting Liu could finish his words, a flurry of footsteps and conversations came from afar. It was the Cold Dragon Hall guards who had just left and returned. Feng Ting Liu immediately became vigilant and nervously looked at Yu Chi Feng, but Yu Chi Feng didn't move at all and even seemed to be ready to meet them.
The two were completely unaware of this and even joked and talked about Feng Ting Liu.
"After all, he's still a beauty. It's too pitiful to keep him here."
"Did you touch him just now? How does it feel?"
"Ha ha! Look at his arrogant temper. He must be a servant in private! That face is so tender, tsk tsk."
"If there's an advantage, take it. I have to try it too."
After hearing those filthy words, Feng Ting Liu's already embarrassed face looked even worse, and his blood-red eyes did not hide the murderous intent. If he weren't chained, he would definitely make the two pay for their nonsense.
But what Feng Ting Liu didn't expect was that Yu Chi Feng's reaction was even more intense than his.
Yu Chi Feng's deep eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent. In an instant, the long sword was unsheathed, and the dark sword body, carrying anger, fiercely attacked!
At this moment, Yu Chi Feng was even more like the God of Death than Feng Ting Liu. Before the two could even detect Yu Chi Feng's presence, their throats were slit, and they lost their breaths.
Blood foam splashed, carrying steaming heat, and scattered all over the ground.