C74 The Light of Darkness

The candles in the hall went out almost at the same time, and for some unknown reason, even though they were shocked, they still chose to wait and see.

After all, too many things had happened that night. Everyone felt uneasy and did not dare to act rashly.

As long as they moved, the others would be able to determine their location.

Furthermore, Sun Shanglou's words were still ringing in their ears. He didn't say that he wouldn't use his sword because the candle had been extinguished.

The entire hall fell into a strange silence. Only Kuan Jiangjing asked, "Eh? Why isn't it lit?"

After Lee Pingjue shushed him, the entire hall fell into silence once again.

From light to darkness, everyone's eyes needed a process of adapting to the darkness. Everything in front of them was pitch black.

However, no one dared to move, because even in the darkness, experts could still sense their opponent's position through their hearing.

To Sun Shanglou, this was a piece of cake. Moreover, when he attacked in the darkness, he would definitely launch a thunderous attack, and he could no longer hold back.

Therefore, Yann Lanxun and the others were all focused and did not dare to move.

In the darkness, Zhang Juanqiu's heart was beating faster and faster in fear. His eyes looked around blankly, but he could only see the endless darkness. He could only try his best to listen. He thought in his heart, as long as someone dares to approach... Don't blame me for dragging someone down with me even if I die.

Zhang Juanqiu, whose courage had been proven to be exceptionally small, was in a state of shock and bewilderment in the darkness. Suddenly, a voice rang out in the hall and entered his ears.

This voice drifted and drifted about. No one was able to figure out who this voice came from and where it came from.

Furthermore, this voice clearly did not belong to any of the people who had spoken in the hall. The content of the voice was also unclear.

The voice only had one sentence, "Zhang Juanqiu, it's me. Zhang Juanqiu, I'm back. Zhang Juanqiu, why?"

His voice was low and hoarse, and there was a strange tone to it. It seemed even stranger in the empty and dark hall.

Zhang Juanqiu's voice trembled as it rang out." Who is it? Who is there? Don't try to fool me! Don't call me by my name. His voice became louder and louder, and in the end, it sounded a little hysterical. Everyone could hear the faint fear hidden in his voice.

The strange voice was high and low, and it did not stop. It continued to say the same words inversely. "Zhang Juanqiu, why? Zhang Juanqiu, it's me! Zhang Juanqiu, I am back. Zhang Juanqiu, it's me..."

Although they couldn't understand what the voice was saying, many of them had goosebumps all over their bodies.

Sun Shanglou wanted to stop the voice, he was afraid that Zhang Juanqiu's trembling would hurt Lei Feng'er. Thinking about it, this was a good opportunity to save Lei Feng'er. He slowly moved in the direction of Zhang Juanqiu, hoping that he would hit her in one blow. He couldn't hurt Lei Feng'er in the slightest.

In a short period of time, Zhang Juanqiu, who was in the darkness, was tortured to the brink of collapse by this sound. He said angrily with a slight sobbing tone, "No matter who it is, no matter who it is, you will not stop talking. If you keep playing tricks on me, I will kill her, and I will kill her. I will kill her... "

Sun Shanglou was shocked. Just as he was about to attack, he heard the voice again.

This time, the voice finally changed, "Zhang Juanqiu, do it. Kill her. Quickly kill her. Then someone else will kill you to take revenge. You can come and accompany me. This place is so cold. Those who are wronged can only go to hell. Why? Tell me why? Hurry up and do it, don't make me wait any longer..." A cold voice sounded beside everyone's ears, as though it was crying. It actually started to urge Zhang Juanqiu to kill Lei Feng'er, which was out of everyone's expectations.

At this time, Zhan Kuiyuan's voice appeared and disappeared. There was surprise and confusion in his voice. "Could it be Feng..." He only said four words before he stopped. It turned out that the deceased Feng Lianzhong's ancestor was not a local, and his words carried this kind of accent from time to time.

When he heard Zhan Kuiyuan's words, Zhang Juanqiu was obviously frightened. His voice had started to tremble, but it was unknown if his hands were trembling in the darkness.

He could only hear him trying his best to suppress his trembling voice as he said, "Please, don't say anymore, don't say anymore. Brother Feng, I'm not the one who wants to kill you. Just let me go, I won't kill anyone anymore. I will not dare to kill anyone anymore..."

Everyone knew that there was a story behind this, so they held their breaths and listened quietly.

The voice still refused to let Zhang Juanqiu go, and said, "Kill him, kill him. Don't be afraid. Hurry up and kill the girl in your hand, she will be the same as me. Come back and look for you, I feel so wronged, I want a companion... We go around you every night and ask you, why? Why? "

With a clang, Zhang Juanqiu's steel knife fell to the ground. He sobbed and murmured, "I didn't want to kill you. It's not me, it's Tung Yuanyuan's fault. His words made you suspicious. That's why I wanted to kill you. It's not my fault. If I didn't do it, it was someone else who did it. You didn't die in pain, just let me go. Let me go. I've burnt incense and kowtowed a lot for you. You should have seen it all! "

As he spoke, a gust of wind blew past, and then Zhang Juanqiu shouted," Ah! "

Immediately after, someone put a fire torch on it. The hall was dark for a moment, and finally there was light.

Under the light of the fire, Zhang Juanqiu could be seen squatting there with his hands covering his face. The steel knife in his hand had disappeared without a trace. Lei Feng'er, who was originally held in his hand, was leaning against Sun Shanglou's arm. The two of them looked at each other in a daze. It was as if there was no one else in their eyes.

The fire piston was in Zhang Jingxuan's hand. He had just said something to successfully scare Zhang Juanqiu. Sun Shanglou took the opportunity to save Lei Feng'er.

He looked around with a little pride and found that no one was cheering for him.

Maybe they were all touched by Sun Shanglou and Lei Feng'er's true feelings, and their faces showed joy.

Even Yuh Zhongxin, who was holding his broken wrist, seemed to be infected and had a smile on his face.

The power of the Emotion Festival was actually so great?

Sun Shanglou had successfully saved Lei Feng'er. The situation could be said to be under his control. Lee Pingjue was just about to call for people to change the candles when he saw that there were already people in the village who brought candles to change into candles. The hall once again saw light.

Lee Pingjue felt that these people who were exchanging candles were a little unfamiliar. They were probably subordinates that Wang Zhiquan had arranged in advance. Now that the leader of the evil people had been subdued, the underlings below naturally could not stir up any trouble, so he did not mind.

Maybe it was because he lost too much blood and the poison of the Jin Se that Lee Pingjue felt so lazy that he could not lift his body, but the wound did not seem to be in much pain.

After a night of disturbance, the opponent was finally no longer a threat. He could not suppress the joy in his heart when he saw his lover holding hands again.

Then he looked at his big brother, second elder brother, Third Brother, and Seventh Brother. They all had smiles on their faces. It was rare to see second elder brother smile like this on normal days. Lee Pingjue felt that it was a little strange.

But now that the big matter had come to an end, he felt powerless. At this moment, his only thought was to find a place to rest.