"Help"

"what"

"let me go"

A sharp cry for help came from behind them, interrupting Gu Lan's words.

"It's those kids!" The expressions of the two changed at the same time.

At the place where the fire is bright, Jia Shaoye is instructing the surrounding guards to carry the cage in.

Those children are like lambs waiting to go to the slaughterhouse, except for crying and whimpering, without any resistance.

"These beasts!"

Ling Luoyu yelled to come forward, but was suppressed by Gu Lan.

"Follow me!!"

Flicking his robe sleeves, he walked towards the altar leisurely.

Jia Shaoye had seen his appearance a long time ago, but pretended not to see him, and yelled at him.

"What are you doing?! Hurry up, the flower priest has been waiting for too long!!"

When Gu Lan was about to pass his side, he suddenly stretched out his arm to stop him.

"Sorry, Ancient City Lord, this is the altar of our monster race, only people from the monster race can enter, you..."

He looked up and down Gu Lan, the contempt in his eyes was very obvious.

"You can not!"

The guards around looked over with strange eyes.

This is looking for death! !

Didn't he see that there is still a dead man on the ground who has not dealt with? !

Gu Lan looked down, his eyes lightly: "Do you know who I am?"

"Nonsense, you Gu Lan's name, we are afraid that no one knows about it!"

"Since you know...then you should know, what will happen if you stop me like this?!"

"Haha...I know! But those consequences of yours are for them! It's useless to Young Master!!" Jia Shaoye's finger pointed at the surrounding guards in disdain, making them angry.

Just at his arrogant and arrogant appearance, they hoped that he would be beaten by Haibian.

Gu Lan's eyes flicked behind him, "Why is it useless to you?"

"I thought my brother was the master of the altar..."

Before Jia Shaoye's proud voice fell, he felt a suffocation rushing toward his face.

Before he could react, the heavy pressure of the mountain came.

"boom!"

He was hit hard, the whole person flew out and fell into the altar embarrassedly.

"I know who your brother is, so you owe you even more!"

Gu Lan flicked his sleeves and moved to Ling Luoyu's direction.

"In the Yaozu, some people have tyrannical and radical personalities. They think that the only purpose of our human existence in the Yaozu is to become slaves. They must remain humble and respectful, and treat them like masters!"

Ling Luoyu was relieved: "Presumably this Jia Shaoye's brother is such a radical?"

"Yes, when you have a chance to see him, you will understand how much he is beaten up!"

Gu Lan crossed Jia Shaoye page without looking at him, and walked in with his head high.

Ling Luoyu followed behind him, and when he passed by, kicked his left foot sharply and kicked him in the face.

"Well"

Jia Shaoye, who had been suffocated and unconscious, suddenly let out a muffled snort, slowly woke up, and immediately let out a scream like a pig.

"Gu Lan... I want my eldest brother to kill you..."

He coughed and choked with the blood flowing back into his throat, got up very embarrassed, whimpered and cried.

"Are you all dead? You didn't stop when you saw him hit me?!"

The guards glanced at each other, with obvious contempt, one by one, like a proud little princess, coldly humming and passing by him, and they did not forget to rub him when they passed.