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"Bastards, you are all bastards. Let me come to this ghost place where chickens do not lay eggs and birds do not poop. Even if I can't practice. I'll kick you to death."

The man cursed angrily and added a little more force to his feet, but surprisingly, the previous sound that had lost its voice due to pain never came out again.

There was a dull sound in the room, as if the man was kicking on a sack with cloth.

Perhaps the prisoner under his feet did not respond, and the man was very bored and threw the black cloth in his hand on the man's face. He returned to the bed angrily and sat up again. However, secondly, Mo Ran and Huang Lang in the room felt the fluctuations of the man's internal energy, but in just a moment, the fluctuations of the internal energy disappeared again. But just this moment was enough for Mo Ran.

Climbing on the room, Mo Ran's eyes lit up and he said to Huang Lang: "Wu Zun."

When Huang Lang heard this, he looked happy in his eyes. Then, Mo Ran pointed to Huang Lang first, and then in the distance. When Huang Lang looked at it, he immediately realized and nodded at Mo Ran. Then, the air in his body slowly surged. The next moment, Huang Lang jumped into the yard, flicked his fingertips gently, and shot into the room where the man lived.

"who?"

A low shout came from the room, Huang Lang bounced out with his finger, and did not stop at all. His internal energy shot out loudly, and he turned his head and flew out of the poison gate.

"Swoosh~"

A figure jumped out of the house, which was the man who had been angry and venting his anger in the house. As soon as the man left the house, he saw a blue figure flying out not far away. In a panic, the man shouted softly and chased after him.

Seeing the man chasing Huang Lang, Mo Ran observed around and found that there was no other commotion. He immediately jumped down from the roof and rushed into the house.

There was no light in the room, and it was obviously extremely dark, but with Mo Ran's eyesight, he would not be able to see things. After searching around, Mo Ran suddenly found a black shadow in the corner of the room. When he approached, he saw that one was a black cloth, and something seemed to be hidden under the black cloth.

When he lifted up the black cloth, a faint purple fire ignited in Mo Ran's palm. When he saw this fire, Mo Ran's tears flowed down.

A black cloth appeared, and an object that was tortured to be in a human form appeared in front of Mo Ran. This was a person, and a person whose legs were neatly cut off from above his knees. This person was covered in blood, and some of them had boils. The new and old injuries were added together, and there was no good place on his body. His long black hair was messyly covered, and the mixture of blood and water stuck together, revealing a dirty and familiar face without eyes.

"Uncle."

The voice was choked. At this moment, Mo Ran felt a fire burning in his chest. The feeling of heart-wrenching pain made Mo Ran's anger soar, and the purple fire in his hand burned uncontrollably.

That's right. What Mo Ran saw was Fang Tang who had been missing for several years. Thinking back to the beginning, although Fang Tang had no strong strength and only had the realm of warriors, he, who had always been the leader of the Gray Magpie Branch, had a hint of majesty. At least, the kind face was gone, and there was only a face that was even more terrifying than a ghost in front of him.

"Uncle Cousin." He called out again. Although it was very light, he could not hide his sadness and his resentment towards those who hurt Fang Tang.

Hearing Mo Ran’s call, Fang Tang made a little response. Now he had no idea who had dug his eyes and couldn’t see it at all. He could only turn his head slightly and turn to Mo Ran’s direction.

Fang Tang didn't say anything, but just looked at Mo Ran with his empty eye socket.

"Uncle? I'm Xiaoran~"

"Who is Xiaoran? I don't know him." Fang Tang finally spoke, but there was no emotion in his tone.

"Uncle, Xiaoran, Moran, you don't remember that young boy in Ziyun City?" Moran's face was already covered with tears. If it weren't for being in a dangerous place, he would have cried as strong as he would.

"Xiaoran?" Fang Tang exclaimed in surprise, then turned his head, swept around, and said, "Pang Ju, don't do this. I want me to talk, okay, cough~, I'll talk with you."

After hearing this, Mo Ran finally understood why he tortured him to this way in the Pang family. Fang Tang didn't want to say Mo Ran at all, so he pretended to be mute for six years without saying a word. Mo Ran couldn't imagine how much torture Fang Tang would have to endure in six years.

Sobbing, Mo Ran said, "Uncle, Pang Ju is dead, I am really Xiao Ran."

"Are you really Xiaoran?" Now, Fang Tang finally couldn't help but stretched out his hands and touched Moran.

Mo Ran grabbed Fang Tang's thin hands, put them on his face, and choked and said, "It's me, cousin, it's me."

"Xiaoran, it's really you. You're okay, it's great. I and the master thought... cough~, cough~, it's fine." After not seeing each other for many years, although Fang Tang only received the order to treat Mo Ran well, after getting along for a while, Fang Tang had already treated Mo Ran as a relative. After many years, how could Fang Tang not be excited when he met again in such a place?

Touching the tears that fell on Mo Ran's face, he also wanted to cry. However, Fang Tang had no eyes now, so how could he have tears?

"Uncle, how did you come through these years~" Mo Ran said, tears flowing down like running.

"Cough~, I'm used to it. Don't worry, I can't die." Fang Tang comforted Mo Ran.

Mo Ran wiped his tears, held back his sadness, looked outside, and felt that the man had been chasing Huang Lang for a while, and he couldn't say he would be able to come back in a while. Time was limited, Mo Ran hurriedly said, "Uncle, I'll carry you and follow me." As he said that, Mo Ran pulled Fang Tang and was about to leave. But when Mo Ran turned around, Fang Tang exerted a little force on his arms.

"No. I heard them say it seems to be a Black Poison City, which is too dangerous."

Hearing this, Mo Ran also knew that Fang Tang was worried about him. While moved, Mo Ran put all his concerns aside and never thought about it anymore. He grabbed Fang Tang and rushed out the door. However, when he just walked to the door, he suddenly felt a powerful aura rushing towards him from a distance.

"So quickly?" In horror, Mo Ran retreated back to the house, put Fang Tang in the corner, and said, "Uncle, wait for me, it won't take long to come back."

Fang Tang leaned in the corner, with a gratified smile that had not been hung for six years on his lips. He nodded and said, "Go, don't worry, I will wait for you to come back alive."

Mo Ran nodded heavily with tears in his eyes, put the black cloth on Fang Tang's face, opened the window, and jumped out. When he left the yard, Mo Ran carefully covered the window and rushed to the roof again.

It was at this moment that the man had returned to his room, with a strong solemnity on his cold face, and walked straight to the corner and lifted up the black cloth. When he saw Fang Tang lying there properly, he felt relieved to throw the black cloth down and fell into deep thought.

(ps: The third update has arrived. I have been suppressed for a long time, and my grades have dropped a lot. I wrote it very unsatisfactory recently. However, this has become a thing of the past. The plot will soon turn. What earth-shaking events will happen in Dark City, and what treasures will Mo Ran encounter that can change him. All of this will be announced soon. Please send a monthly ticket and a brick to a more intense one. Martial Arts Group 1: 61773749 (only 5 positions), Group 2: 69412177. Start recruiting people, welcome to join.)
Chapter completed!