"Help……"

"ah……"

"Let me go..."

“…”

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

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

In the bright light of the fire, Jia Shaoye was directing the guards around to carry the cage in.

The children were like lambs waiting to go to the slaughterhouse, with no power of resistance except crying and whining.

"These beasts!"

Ling Luoyu scolded and wanted to step forward, but was suppressed by Gu Lan.

"Follow me!!"

The sleeves of the robe were swung lightly, and he walked leisurely towards the altar.

Jia Shaoye had seen his appearance a long time ago, but pretended not to see it and scolded him loudly.

"What are you doing?! Move quickly, the Flower Priest has been waiting for too long!!"

When Gu Lan was about to pass by him, he suddenly stretched out his arm and stopped him.

"Sorry, the ancient city lord, this is the altar of our demon clan. Only the demon clan can enter, you..."

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

"You can't!"

The guards around him looked over with strange eyes.

This is seeking death!!

Didn’t he see that there was an untreated dead person on the ground?!

Gu Lan lowered his eyes, his eyes calmly: "Do you know who I am?"

"Nonsense, you are Gu Lan's name, and we all know about it!"

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

"Haha... I know! But your consequences are for them! I am useless to the young master!!" Jia Shaoye pointed his finger at the surrounding guards disdainfully, which made them angry.

Just because they were arrogant and ungrateful, they hoped that he would be beaten by the sea from the bottom of their hearts.

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

"I thought my brother was the head of the main hall..."

Before Jia Shaoye could finish his proud words, he felt a suffocating feeling coming to his face.

Before he could react, heavy pressure like a mountain came.

"Bang!"

He was hit hard, and he flew backwards and fell into the altar in a panic.

"I know who your brother is, so you deserve even more of a beating!"

Gu Lan gently swayed his sleeves and leaned toward Ling Luoyu.

"In the demon clan, there are some people who are violent and radical in their personalities. They think that the only purpose of our human race in the demon clan is to become slaves. No matter who they are, no matter how useful and reward they are, they must be humble and respectful in front of the purely blood demon clan members, and regard them as their masters!"

Ling Luoyu felt relieved: "I guess this brother of Jia Shaoye is such a radical?"

"Yes, when you have the chance to see him, you will understand how much he deserves to be beaten!"

Gu Lan crossed Jia Shaoye, but didn't even look at him, and walked in with his head held high and his chest held high.

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

“Um…”

Jia Shaoye, who was originally suffocating and unconscious, suddenly let out a muffled groan, slowly woke up, and then screamed like a pig.

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

He coughed choked by the blood flowing back into his throat, and got up in a very embarrassing manner, sobbing and crying.

"You are all dead people? When you see him hit me, you didn't stop me?"

The guards looked at each other, and their contempt was obvious. They were like arrogant little princesses, and walked past him coldly. When they were about to pass, they did not forget to rub against him.
Chapter completed!