That's what villains are like

Chapter 45 Just read it, and you can master it?

Hearing this, Jiang Lan looked sideways at her, and suddenly stretched out her hand to tear off the human skin mask on her face, revealing a beautiful face that was disastrous to the country and the people, and her eyes were still full of astonishment.

After Song Youwei came to her senses, she was full of shame and annoyance, but she didn't dare to move easily.

"So it looks like this..."

Jiang Lan looked away with some satisfaction, and then left a jade pendant behind, "In the territory of Daxia, any business building in the Changlong Merchant Alliance, if you hold this jade pendant, someone will naturally bring you to see me."

He didn't care that Song Youwei would guess his identity.

She is a smart person, even after guessing it, she can only hide it in her heart and dare not speak out.

Right now, with the inheritance of the Blood Immortal Sect in hand, and with the strength, many things and troubles will be easily solved, so there is no need to think too much about it.

Seeing Jiang Lan's figure disappear into the depths of the underground palace, Song Youwei came back to her senses.

She looked at the jade pendant in her hand, which seemed to still be warm, with complicated eyes.

"Changlong Business Alliance?"

"Miss, that is the number one business alliance in Great Xia today. It is said that it almost controls more than [-]% of the economy of the Great Xia Dynasty. You can almost see its distribution in any dynasty and country in Kyushu. Even overseas foreign countries seem to have their own. The business road is connected..."

"I've heard some people say that the Changlong Merchant Alliance was jointly controlled and established by the top immortal sects of all parties, but there are also people who say that the Changlong Merchant Alliance is actually the property of the Xiangguo Mansion."

"Who are you talking about this mysterious man..."

Behind Song Youwei, the girl with a maid bun said in shock and surprise.

The rest of her companions were also full of shock and disbelief.

Song Youwei didn't speak, she gently squeezed the jade pendant in her jade hand, which bullied Shuang Saixue, and it could be seen that the word "Ginger" was engraved on the other side.

She pursed her red lips, carefully put away the jade pendant, and then said, "No one is allowed to tell what happened today, it's best to forget about it."

"Once it leaks out, no one will be able to keep us. I'm afraid that even death without a burial place will become a luxury..."

In her mind, many rumors about the son of Xiangguo, ignorant, indulgent, unable to practice...

Especially thinking of the rumor of "unable to practice", Song Youwei couldn't help shivering slightly.

"It's really scary, and it's hidden too deeply..."

She sighed softly in her heart, then looked at the group of companions who nodded hurriedly, and said, "Leave here, be careful of that surnamed Ye ambush on the road, he has deep thoughts, although he escaped, he may not really leave."

At the same time, at the end of the underground palace, Jiang Lan, who took a short rest on the way, finally saw what he thought was a group of tombs in the middle of a collapsed side hall.

It is said to be a group of tombs, but it is actually a broken ruin, with traces of the war everywhere, as well as broken pillars and rubble, and a lot of bones scattered all over.

The blood-colored mist lingers and fills every inch of space. After arriving here, it is like a substance, extremely sticky, and some areas have turned into pools of blood.

Ordinary cultivators probably won't be able to get here, and will be eroded by the bloody mist halfway, turning into dry bones and pus.

"Old Patriarch Blood Fairy, he really died here..."

"Fighting a group of powerful enemies, after being seriously injured, I fled back to the palace to recover from my injuries, but was betrayed by my apprentice. Although I killed my apprentice, I was exhausted."

"If I hadn't cut the beard, judging from today's situation, the inheritance of the Blood Immortal Sect would indeed fall into the hands of Ye Ming."

Jiang Lan was surprised, but she could clearly feel that there was a lot of luck related to Ye Ming and Song Youwei in Niwan Palace.

Although Ye Ming is not the protagonist in the original plot, he can be called a man of great luck.

Song Youwei is even more of a confidante related to the protagonist Lin Fan.

"This luck is better than nothing, better than nothing, and the color of the Dao of Fate has deepened a lot, and it is gradually maturing towards the second stage..."

In this abandoned bedroom, Jiang Lan saw a bloody jade bed that had collapsed. In the darkness, there was a faint bloody brilliance.

A corpse in a black robe sat cross-legged on it, with its head hanging down, leaving only bones.

Not far away, there is a pool of blood created by four mouths, but it has already dried up, and many corpses are scattered in it. After many years, it still has a jade-like luster, which shows that it was not weak in life.

"The ancestor of the blood fairy was cunning during his lifetime. The inheritance of the blood fairy he obtained was not placed on himself, nor kept in the ancestral hall, but under the blood jade bed where he usually practiced..."

"But it is impossible for him not to leave protection measures such as prohibitions."

Recalling the plot in his mind, Jiang Lan manipulated the bloody mist here to destroy the blood jade bed in front of him.

Slices of restrictions flashed past, and a terrifying power fluctuation erupted, causing the palace to tremble, as if it was about to collapse completely.

But fortunately, the blood-colored mist here is thick enough, Jiang Lan had recovered and rested on the way, although his head was still empty and aching, but he still endured it.

"The Scarlet Forbidden Code..."

Soon, as all the restrictions in front of him disappeared, Jiang Lan finally saw clearly the items under the blood jade bed.

A simple ancient scroll that looks like poured blood emeralds exudes blood-colored brilliance, lying quietly there, with a mysterious and mysterious aura surging.

As soon as Shishi touched it, there was a warm and cool jade-like texture, which was very strange, as if it wanted to merge with his palm.

"The most important thing to me at the moment is the boundless life in it..."

Jiang Lan started to flip through the pages, and the ancient vine in Niwan Palace also trembled slightly.

On the green vine leaves, there seems to be an ancient and mysterious atmosphere permeating the air.

One of the vine leaves seems to be stained with blood-colored brilliance at this moment, it is really like blood jade, crystal clear, strange and magnificent.

Surprised, Jiang Lan suddenly felt blessed, and the bloody forbidden code in his hand suddenly turned into a ray of blood and disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, countless insights and understandings of the Scarlet Forbidden Code appeared in his mind.

All the magical powers of the forbidden arts and the heavenly arts of good fortune were immediately enlightened, as if they had been enlightened and studied for countless years.

"I haven't even started to read it yet, but I just flipped through it, and I have already integrated it?" Jiang Lan was really surprised and surprised.

It seems that the effect of that ancient vine is far from being as simple as producing luck.

However, he could also clearly feel that the power of luck lingering around Gu Teng just now seemed to have been exhausted.

"It seems that the premise still needs the nourishment of the power of luck..."

Jiang Lan noticed the vine leaf like a blood emerald, and the Scarlet Forbidden Code had been integrated into it just now.

After figuring it out, he didn't care much.

Now that he has acquired the cultivation technique, this blood-colored plateau is the most suitable place for him to practice.

hum! ! !
At that moment, Jiang Lan sat cross-legged on the spot, his whole body glowing with blood, every cell seemed to come alive, as if he was breathing, he began to open his mouth wide, eating as much as he could.

Strands of blood-colored mist began to pour in from all directions, covering the sky and covering the ground, shaped like billowing wolf smoke, and instantly engulfed him.

The void trembled continuously, and faintly, a blood-colored long river appeared above Jiang Lan's head.

The waves of blood were surging and turbulent, as if it was the residence of the undead, the place where the living souls returned, and there were countless holy Buddhas and endless fairy corpses falling.

(End of this chapter)