That's what villains are like
Chapter 89 The seeds of disappointment have been planted, what about Jiang Lan, who is as big as her
Chapter 89 The seeds of disappointment have been planted, what about Jiang Lan, who is as big as her?
"Young master has driven for a day and is about to rest. If there is anything else, let's talk about it tomorrow."
Xia Jie, the third son of Prince Wuxuan, came to discuss privately with Jiang Lan. He saw that his subordinates were like a cloud of masters, intending to cooperate and conspire to inherit Zixia Zhenjun, but they were rejected.
He snorted coldly in his heart, but he could only lead his subordinates and leave in embarrassment.
Asked about Han Yiming and others of the ancient sect, and then said goodbye and left. It was a meeting to show courtesy.
Seeing that Jiang Lan and Ling Zhuyun have many masters here, they are all famous young talents.
The rest of the people also breathed a sigh of relief, secretly happy in their hearts, feeling that with more people, it would be easier to deal with danger.
The purple mist near Zixia Mountain is really strange.
Now they don't dare to step in at will. Those who went to explore the way before have not been able to come back, and they don't know whether they are alive or dead.
Some older monks, as well as casual cultivators who came here alone to try their luck, just showed their faces in the distance, took a few glances, and then breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they were not someone of unknown origin.
"It's getting late tonight, everyone should go to bed early."
"After dawn tomorrow, the fog will clear up a bit, so maybe we can enter the mountain."
Jiang Lan said casually, and then asked his subordinates to find a green brick house, clean it up, and spend the night casually.
Ling Zhuyun, Li Daoyi, Luo Ying, Ao Xu and others also nodded in agreement. After entering through the trapping dragon formation, they all consumed a lot of mental energy and urgently needed rest to adjust their state.
Soon everyone found some tile-roofed houses that no one lived in, and went to rest in groups of three or four.
Ling Zhuyun also felt a little tired, so she found a courtyard at random, put a futon on it, and sat up cross-legged with her eyes closed.
But for some reason, Jiang Lan's strange but profound words still echoed in his mind. What did he mean?
After a while, she still couldn't calm down, so she could only force herself into meditation.
Everything is silent, only the sound of insects and wind can be heard.
On the other side, Ye Ming found a tile-roofed house alone, and Ye Ming, who was resting in it, was talking with the old ghost.
It's just that the expression on the face is different from the calm and calm in front of others, but at the moment it is a little dignified and surprised.
"Old ghost, you said there is a problem with the formation here?" He asked in disbelief.
"That's natural. At first, I was still wondering why I suddenly felt something was wrong. When I came here, I realized that there was a big problem."
"You didn't get out of the formation at all, you just walked into the inner circle from the outer circle."
"Moreover, this formation is not a trapping dragon formation at all. It is a mutant killing formation similar to a trapping dragon. The killing intent is extremely strong. It is not to trap people in it, but to trap people in it. , kill everything..." The old ghost replied, his tone also seemed a little surprised.
Even he didn't expect to encounter such a problem.
Logically speaking, Zixia Zhenjun's kind-hearted, pure and simple existence, since he left the inheritance, it is impossible to falsify and create such a killing formation.
This is to kill all the people who went to the battle and stay here.
Could it be that you want someone to be buried with you?It's a pity that his memory is too vague, and he can't remember too many things clearly.
He vaguely remembered that he had met Zixia Zhenjun, and a disciple he had pointed out had some connections with Zixia Zhenjun...
"Old ghost, do you think that someone will intentionally spread the inheritance of Zixia Zhenjun to attract people to come, but in fact they want to kill everyone here in the future."
"At the beginning, I was still very puzzled, why the good fortune of Zhenjun Zixia's inheritance would suddenly spread, and everyone would know about it."
"Now it seems that someone definitely did it on purpose to spread the news and attract people..." Ye Ming said with a serious expression.
His analysis is not without reason.
It's just that the people behind the scenes are really ruthless, and they have attracted so many people.
There are no fewer than a dozen immortal sect forces involved in the background alone, and many aristocratic families in Daxia also sent young people to come.
If all of them are lost here, then I don't know what kind of shocking waves will be set off.
"The more people there are, the more chaotic they are, the better it is. Anyway, your goal is to inherit the good fortune of Zhenjun Zixia. You can do a lot of things like fishing in troubled waters." The old ghost said.
Ye Ming nodded and said, "You are right, there are probably not many people who have seen the problem with this formation."
"Anyway, no one is aware of it, so let's take this opportunity to get rid of Jiang Lan. Although he didn't become suspicious of me along the way, that gesture still makes me very uncomfortable, and I always feel that his eyes are too much. Stay on Zhu Yun's body for the first time."
"It's too much for me."
"If Zhu Yun is really interested in this guy, I don't know what kind of insidious tricks he will use to coerce him. The female disciple of the Yaochi Sect who was in Zuixianju back then, don't you see that he has also been trained to be submissive by him now? "
As soon as he mentioned this, there was coldness and displeasure in his eyes.
The old ghost heard the inconsistency in his words, he chuckled, young and energetic, jealous, very common.
It's just that Ling Zhuyun doesn't necessarily fall in love with Ye Ming.
He wants to pursue others, this road can be said to be a long way to go.
"Taking this opportunity tonight, I'll go find the way into the mountain first, and check it out by the way. When the place is in chaos, I'll take the opportunity to go there with Zhu Yun."
"Then Jiang Lan still wants to get involved in inheriting good fortune, so stay here and wait for death. Anyway, after he dies, the Xiangguo Mansion will only find the person behind the scenes, and it has nothing to do with me."
A confident smile appeared on the corner of Ye Ming's mouth, and he had already thought of countermeasures and retreats in his heart.
At that moment, he concealed himself, left the house, and quickly disappeared into the thick night.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Jiang Lan asked Chu Chan to go to bed early on the grounds of being tired. After there was no one in the room, he walked slowly to the window, stared at the moonlight, and fell into deep thought.
"It's going to be a lot of fun tonight."
"There are so many young arrogances gathered, including some powerful but short-lived elder monks, Taoist Zixia probably won't let go of such a good opportunity."
"Based on the knowledge of the remnant soul around Ye Ming, it shouldn't be difficult to see the problem with the formation."
"After Ye Ming knew this, he probably thought of using it to deal with me..."
Thinking of these, Jiang Lan felt amused.
He returned to the bed and sat cross-legged, but his brows and cheekbones suddenly became brighter.
A faint figure, whose face was the same as his, but with an extremely indifferent expression, walked out of the quaint Taoist temple in the serene sea of consciousness, then swayed slightly, sank into the void, and disappeared in an instant.
The villain walked through the void, and instantly appeared in the yard Ye Ming had chosen.
"Sure enough, I left, not here."
"Since this is the case, then the matter is settled, and you will take the blame." Jiang Lan showed a meaningful smile on his face.
In the other courtyard, Ling Zhuyun seemed to have noticed something at this moment, and opened her tightly closed clear eyes, with a touch of surprise in them.
"Is someone spying?"
She was born with a strong spiritual sense, far surpassing her peers, and her soul has a three-color magic flower.
The immortal forging method to temper the soul is from the Kunlun Fairy Market, and it is extremely tyrannical.
So just now, she noticed something was wrong, as if someone was spying on her.
But when she opened her eyes and wanted to pursue it, the breath disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.
Ling Zhuyun was slightly surprised, her cultivation was the best among her peers, and her soul was her forte.
But right now, in this place, she met a mysterious existence whose power of soul is not weaker than her, and may even be higher than her.
"Who is it?"
"A monk of the older generation?"
"It's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, not to be underestimated."
She collected her thoughts, the other party should have no malicious intentions, just swept past, there was a mix of fish and dragons here, and even she couldn't detect the existence of the aura.
It seems that it will be more difficult to win Zixia Zhenjun's inheritance.
Tonight is destined to be a restless night, and many people have trouble falling asleep.
In another row of houses, which are piled up in groups.
At this moment, a group of young Tianjiao gathered together, surrounded by secret methods and rare treasures, blocking the void, so as to prevent people from exploring and gaining insight, and their expressions were very serious.
"As the leader of today's immortal sect, the Taiyi sect has become more and more powerful. During this period of time, it has repeatedly persecuted the immortal sects of all parties, intending to regard it as the master."
"I heard that the head of the Taiyi Sect is trying to establish the Immortal Dao League to restrain the world's immortal sects. Anyone who violates it will be excluded and liquidated by him. This move is ambitious and has a huge plan..."
"Hmph, what is there to say about this? Who doesn't know that Taiyi's wolfish ambition is clearly revealed. Being the leader of the immortal sect is not enough, and he wants to enslave the immortal sect of the world and make the whole world submit to it."
"Aren't you afraid of being backlashed? This is good, all the immortal sects have joined forces in private, and are already discussing how to counter it."
"It won't be long before the Taiyi sect is arrogant. Look at that Li Daoyi, he is just a dog of Suiji Li's family. He really takes himself seriously. His eyes are higher than the top, and no one can look down on him."
"I wanted to maintain face and say hello to him as a show of politeness, but he didn't even pay any attention to me. Jiang Lan was even too much, but she just relied on her good background, having a good father and a good mother, obviously Without cultivation base, we still need to see his face."
"At the tea making meeting that day, you didn't hear those arrogant words, otherwise you would have died laughing. Do you really think that the Xiangguo Mansion can cover the sky with one hand and do whatever they want? He has taken a fancy to Zixia Zhenjun Inheriting good fortune, let us give up and give him face..."
"Hahaha, what is his face? Do you really think everyone takes him seriously?"
There are a group of young arrogances here, all of extraordinary backgrounds, extraordinary talents, and even the true biography of the immortal sect.
There was She Mou, the purple-eyed man from the Heavenly Demon Hall who had appeared at the tea making meeting that day.
Those who came here with Jiang Lan and others were Wang Dian Qiheng, Wendao Ancient School true disciple Han Yiming, Biyou Dongtian female true disciple Cai Yun, and a Tianyan Sect member who had a gentle appearance, wearing a big Luo purple robe and purple gold on their heads. crowned young man Zhu Huang.
The forces behind them are well-known top forces in the entire Zhongtian State, with a long heritage, many strong people in the sect, and an extremely profound background.
"A good family background doesn't mean anything. If you don't have any cultivation, after many years, you will still be turned into a handful of loess, and it will be difficult to live forever." Cai Yun, the female true biography of Biyoudongtian, said.
She is dressed in colorful clothes, with a graceful figure and outstanding appearance, but her lips are slightly thin, which gives people a feeling of being frivolous and difficult to get close to.
"Anyway, we gathered here today under the order of our master to deal with Taiyi Sect together."
"This time, Li Daoyi of the Taiyi Sect and his followers must be buried here. Jiang Lan has no one to protect him, so there is nothing to worry about. Once Li Daoyi and others die, he will naturally not be able to survive."
Han Yiming asked the true biography of the ancient school, his eyes were very cold, and he was no longer polite when he met Jiang Lan and others before.
"The Yaochi School prides itself on being righteous, and they don't bother to conspire with us for righteousness. Otherwise, if Ling Zhuyun makes a move, the matter will be sure. But I'm afraid that when Ling Zhuyun intervenes, her strength should not be underestimated." Cai Yun said.
"Don't worry, from what I know about Ling Zhuyun, she only hates Jiang Lan, and it's impossible for her to help."
At this time, Qi Heng, who had been silent all this time, spoke in a very confident tone.
"However, everyone, I have a request. When the time comes, I will deal with that strange man next to Ling Zhuyun. That guy is very hateful. To be favored by him is really pissing me off. During the battle, he deliberately showed off in front of Ling Zhuyun to embarrass me." He added again in a cold voice.
"Then if Jiang Lan dies here, the Xiangguo Mansion will definitely not let it go afterward. Aren't you afraid of revenge and liquidation?"
She Mou from the Temple of Heavenly Demon asked suddenly.
His face was pale, his pupils were dark green, he was not a pure-blooded human, but the blood of a great demon flowed through his body.
Although the number of shots is not many, but each time has a remarkable record, which makes people dare not underestimate them.
Zhu Huang, a disciple of Tianyan Sect who had not expressed his opinion all this time, smiled lightly when he heard the words, and said, "The great summer will fall, and there will be no eggs under the overturned nest. The Xiangguo Mansion will no longer exist by then. What happened? The momentum is rolling down, if someone stops it, they will be smashed to pieces, body and spirit will be destroyed."
There are few disciples of Tianyan Sect, but each of them is a generation with extraordinary roots and bones, proficient in divination and deduction, and has insight into cause and effect.
In the general trend of the world, if you seek your own chance to make good fortune, even if the ages are long and the thunder and lightning dry up, you will not fall down.
For Zhu Huang's words, the faces of all the young talents changed slightly.
If the great summer falls, the situation in Zhongtian Prefecture will also be chaotic and turbulent. The other major states may not be as honest and impatient as they are now.
Zhu Huang said leisurely, "Great summer is approaching. Some time ago, the elders of my master's sect deduced and saw that its lucky golden dragon, the dragon's scales are dim, the dragon's claws are broken, and its body is incomplete. Far away from the outside world, the glamorous star is approaching. Suddenly there was chaos, within the territory of Great Xia, disaster stars loomed, and disasters were about to break out."
"In less than ten years, the Golden Dragon of Good Luck will dissipate, and Great Xia will surely be unable to escape the fate of being overthrown."
"However, it probably won't take ten years. When the rest of the orthodox forces notice that Great Xia's luck is waning, they will definitely be unable to hold back, Zhuolu Zhongzhou."
"The Holy Lands of Great Religion in Dongyuan Prefecture were driven out of Zhongtian Prefecture by the Great Xia Emperor. Now that a long time has passed, those Holy Lands of Great Religion will surely make a comeback and divide up the resources of Great Xia's luck."
"If I don't take the initiative, I'm afraid I won't even be able to drink soup..."
As soon as he said these words, the ears of all the young arrogances in this place were ringing in disbelief.
The power is like the Great Xia, the power shakes the world, suppresses all ethnic groups in Kyushu, all dynasties and countries come to worship, and all immortal sects and orthodoxy, no one dares not to follow.
In the end, will it usher in such a day of ending and destruction?
Everyone's mood suddenly became heavy.
In another house in the yard, Jiang Lan gathered all his thoughts, and turned into a gloomy light, Jiang Lan returned to the Taoist temple in his sea of consciousness.
His complexion is calm and his eyes are very deep.
Although the conversation between Han Yiming, Zhu Huang and others was covered by secret treasures, it could prevent people from prying eyes.
But he didn't use his spiritual sense to investigate, but hid in the void in a way of ecstasy.
Unless their souls are far stronger than him, it will be difficult to find his trace.
Except for Ling Zhuyun who noticed some abnormalities at that time, no one knew about those young arrogances, so he was actually on the sidelines, listening to their conversation quietly.
He originally wanted to use the formation here to make some moves, but he didn't expect to hear the plan of Han Yiming and others.
Speaking of the original plot, the follow-up is indeed that there are all kinds of immortal sects working together to besiege the Taiyi sect.
His grandfather planned to conquer the world, supported the current master of the Taiyi Sect, and intended to establish the Immortal Dao League, which surpassed all the orthodoxy in Kyushu.
As for the dimming and reduction of the Great Xia's Dragon Luck, there was no such thing in the original plot.
Jiang Lan speculated that after Lin Fan's death, the development trajectory of all subsequent events had shifted. However, the appearance of Chu Yun made him understand that there might be some kind of correction power in this world.
Therefore, the decline in front of Da Xia may only be temporary, and some unexpected changes may occur later.
"I didn't intend to let you go, so this just gave me an excuse..."
"Let my hypocritical conscience rest at ease."
Jiang Lan calmed down, and there was a blood-colored halo flickering in her eyes.
At this moment, the world in front of his eyes changed, and the color, sound, time, and space seemed to be stripped away.
Soon in front of him, there were only one blurred line after another, spreading out from his front as if alive, as if connecting some living individuals.
These lines are either clear or fuzzy, some are extremely thick, while others are extremely slender.
Of course, even if you stretch out your hand, you can't touch it, as if it doesn't exist, but because of the existence of the Dao Fruit of Life, Jiang Lan can perceive the existence of these life lines.
Excluding those almost slender, cobweb-like lines, those slightly thicker life lines represent a complete and powerful life individual.
Jiang Lan only felt it for a while, and then felt a terrible sense of separation in his mind. He was so dizzy that he almost couldn't see clearly, and he was about to fall to the ground.
This kind of rule field involving the easy deprivation of life is simply not something he can set foot in at present.
He had only felt it a little before, and he had never used it before, and he felt that his head was about to explode and his soul was about to collapse.
During this period of time, he seemed to be leisurely and enjoying himself on the surface, but in fact he never slacked off. He was always tempering his soul with the concept of bones, and the power of his soul increased rapidly.
Right now, he intends to make use of the formation here and move his hands and feet. Naturally, there is no simpler and more direct method than this method of depriving life.
The next moment, Jiang Lan realized where the target was, and stopped his thoughts.
Within the scope of what he could perceive, a line broke suddenly, and then disappeared into ashes all over the sky.
After doing all this, Jiang Lan also seemed to be collapsed, leaning against the wall, panting heavily, then took out some pills and swallowed them, only to feel relieved.
"This kind of field that can't be easily set foot at present, it's better to set foot less..."
"If that guy is stronger, I'm afraid I'll be the one whose head exploded." Jiang Lan sank his mind, suppressed the strange color in his eyes, and returned to his natural state.
The night was dark.
ugly time.
In a remote, dilapidated, green brick house overgrown with weeds.
A young monk, with the token of the Ancient Asking Sect hanging on his waist, is practicing with his eyes closed, with strands of aura surrounding him.
Suddenly, a ray of blood-red light flashed across the ground in front of him, turning into a strange little flag with a human face wrapped around it.
The face on the surface of the weird little flag showed a miserable sneer, and suddenly flew towards the young monk, biting his neck with a puff.
The young monk was caught off guard, completely unresponsive to what happened, his eyes widened, full of panic and despair.
The next moment, he let out a scream, and the flesh and blood all over his body began to dissipate, and it didn't take long to leave only a pool of blood on the spot.
The sudden scream sounded, and soon spread in the dead night, shrill and frightening.
Asked about the other disciples of the ancient sect, when they heard the movement, they rushed over immediately, and then saw the scene in front of them, but they all froze, their eyes full of horror and disbelief.
"what happened?"
"How did Junior Brother Han die?"
"It's not good, hurry up and inform Brother Han Yiming that something happened to his brother..."
A group of disciples looked terrified, and a few of them scoured the spot, looking for traces of the murderer, while the rest went to look for Han Yiming and report.
The disciple who suddenly died and disappeared in front of him was Han Yiming's younger brother.
Because of his special status, he was able to be alone and own a courtyard to clean up, but now he died tragically here, leaving only a puddle of inexplicable blood on the spot.
And Han Yiming, as a true disciple of Wen Wen's ancient sect, can be said to dote on his younger brother very much. Even if he caused trouble in the sect, he would easily deal with it.
If he died here like this, he would definitely be furious after learning about it.
Soon, Han Yiming, with a gloomy face, rushed over, and some disciples from other immortal sects all rushed over after hearing the movement here.
"Does anyone know what happened just now?" Han Yiming's palm trembled slightly, and then he clenched tightly, his voice low.
"Brother Han, we don't know, we just heard a scream just now, and then came quickly, but unfortunately we didn't have time to see anything."
"I didn't even see Junior Brother Han Erlin's body, let alone what happened."
The few disciples who noticed the abnormality here at the first time said hurriedly, for fear of being punished by Han Yiming and being implicated.
"Who is so bold that he dared to kill my younger brother right under my nose."
Han Yiming took a deep breath, suppressing the grief and anger in his heart, then waved his hand and said, "Go and check, let me check, I want to see who it is."
The image of being dependent on his younger brother once appeared in his mind.
As the eldest brother, he practiced all the year round and never disciplined his younger brother, and he also cultivated his arrogant and arrogant personality, which offended many people in the sect.
But because of his existence, no one dared to say anything.
This time Zhenjun Zixia's Dongfu inheritance was born, he originally planned to fight for his younger brother, but who would have thought that heaven and man would suddenly be separated, and it was still under his nose.
Han Yiming suppressed the killing intent and grief in his heart, and secretly vowed in his heart that he would avenge him.
No matter who the enemy is or what grievances he has with his brother on weekdays, as long as he dares to kill his brother, he will definitely make him pay a hundred times the price.
In the early morning of the next day, the mist drifted and the air was clear.
Ling Zhuyun was woken up by the noisy discussions outside the yard.
She rubbed the space between her eyebrows to wake herself up, then put on the light gauze, put away the futon, left the house, and went outside.
"What happened?" She asked the Yaochi Sect disciples beside her.
"Returning to the saint, the younger brother who asked about Han Yiming's true biography of the ancient sect last night suddenly died tragically, leaving only a pool of blood on the spot, so Han Yiming's true biography was furious and asked his disciples to search everywhere to find out the real culprit who killed his brother." The sect disciple hurriedly replied.
"died?"
"Just a puddle of blood?"
Ling Zhuyun was surprised, then seemed to think of something, her eyebrows frowned, and she walked outside solemnly.
On the open space outside the village, many monks have gathered at this moment, including the younger generation and many older generation monks, and more of them are casual cultivators.
Han Yiming stood there with an indifferent expression, examining the group of monks in front of him.
A group of disciples from Wenwen Ancient Sect surrounded the suspected monks in front of them to prevent them from escaping.
"It's too much to deceive people. I asked if the ancient sect could decide people's life and death so easily?"
"We ask ourselves that we don't know anything, and we can't be the murderer. Is this the so-called grand demeanor?"
"We didn't even leave the house yesterday. All the Taoist brothers present can testify. How could we kill people from the ancient Taoist sect? Are we not going to die or die?"
Many people have dissatisfaction on their faces, very angry and restless.
Several elder monks with good cultivation base even let out a cold snort, their words full of ridicule and dissatisfaction.
Disciples from the Heavenly Demon Hall, Human King Hall, Biyou Dongtian and other immortal sect forces stood aside, with indifferent faces, faintly showing signs of supporting Wendao's ancient sect.
On the land of Kyushu, the gap between famous sects and casual cultivators is like clouds and mud.
Under the same realm, it is almost impossible for casual cultivators to defeat the disciples of the big sect, unless they have deep blessings and other opportunities.
To these casual cultivators, the disciples of all major sects looked very indifferent and didn't even bother to talk much.
"What happened?"
"Such a quarrel early in the morning?"
Jiang Lan came, surrounded by a group of knights and Tianjiao, and asked in surprise when she saw this scene.
"Master Hui, it seems that someone from the Ancient Wenteng School died last night." Ao Xu who was at the side replied.
Jiang Lan smiled casually, and said, "It's just a dead person. Asking the ancient sect is so powerful, do you want to check everyone?"
The death of Han Yiming's younger brother was naturally caused by him.
In fact, Jiang Lan did not expect that the breaking of the lifeline and the stripping of life did not mean death for no reason, but implied some reasonable rules.
However, even if Han Yiming's younger brother hadn't been killed by the flag array set up by Taoist Zixia, he would have died of an accident later, such as going crazy or something.
This method implies God's will and controls life, which is similar to the God of Death walking in the world.
Han Yiming's face sank when he heard Jiang Lan's words, but he didn't dare to show his prestige to Jiang Lan.
"Brother Han, can you let me take a look at the scene? Then make a decision."
At this time, Ling Zhuyun came. She had a slender and well-proportioned figure, her skin was as white as jade, shining with luster. Although she covered her face with a light veil, it was difficult to hide her holy demeanor.
As the quasi-saint of Yaochi Sect, she is by no means comparable to ordinary true biography, and her words are naturally convincing.
"There is the Saintess of Lao Zhuyun."
Han Yiming nodded, did not refuse, and then took Ling Zhuyun away, and the rest of the monks followed, also wanting to know who was so cruel, who dared to brutally kill his younger brother in front of Han Yiming.
Ye Ming got the news, and after leaving the yard, he was also a little surprised. After he finished his investigation, he returned to the house. It was almost dawn, and he didn't know what happened last night.
"According to what the old ghost said, it may be because of the formation..." He secretly guessed in his heart.
"really……"
After arriving at the murder scene last night, Ling Zhuyun just glanced at the remaining aura fluctuations, and she knew it in her heart.
Jiang Lan also seemed surprised, and leaned over to take a look.
Li Dao, who was behind him, took a look, his eyes were startled, and he pondered for a moment and said, "The Saintess of Zhuyun must have guessed something?"
Ling Zhuyun glanced at everyone, nodded and said, "No mistake, it has something to do with the Blood Immortal Sect. This is the method used by the Blood Immortal Sect to collect nourishment for blood sacrifices."
Speaking of this, a bit of chill also flashed in her eyes, but she recovered quickly.
Hearing this, Han Yiming, She Mou, Qi Heng and other young talents were all taken aback for a moment, and then realized that their complexions changed for a while.
The name of the Blood Immortal Cult is naturally familiar to them.
Until now, many monks are still talking about the existence of the color change. At the beginning, the Blood Immortal Sect almost overturned the entire land of Kyushu.
"Even the Saintess of Zhuyun said that, it must be the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect. I didn't expect people from the Blood Immortal Sect to be mixed in here." A young Tianjiao immediately showed anger and said in a cold voice.
It's just that what he said made many people look uncomfortable. If this is the case, wouldn't it mean that everyone around him may be the remnant of the Blood Immortal Sect, or the murderer of last night.
"Some time ago, I heard that the Wanfa Sect in Danzhou County harbored the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect. They were wiped out by the Zhenxian Division. Many elders were killed and disappeared. Finally, a lair was found."
"For a famous sect like Wanfa Sect, there is no guarantee that its disciples will be related to the Blood Immortal Sect."
"At present, everyone seems to be suspicious." Jiang Lan said leisurely at this time, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't think it was a big deal at all.
Anyway, everyone is suspicious, but he can't be suspicious. After all, who would doubt a weak nobleman who has no power to restrain a chicken and can only rely on others to protect him.
Jiang Lan's words also made everyone's expressions sink.
Even Ao Xu and the others behind him looked at each other, showing some caution and vigilance.
Ling Zhuyun glanced at Jiang Lan, and felt a little headache at his attitude of not making the matter and panic aggravated at all.
"Looking at this matter, I can only trouble you to prove your innocence." Han Yiming said with a wooden face.
He also didn't expect that the death of his younger brother would involve the Blood Immortal Sect.
"I was with the disciples of the sect last night, and all fellow sects can prove it."
"Brother Han, you can rest assured."
She Mou, Cai Yun, Qi Heng and other young talents all spoke up.
No one wants to get involved with the Blood Immortal Sect for no reason at this time. If the matter is serious, even the family sect behind them will be involved.
If it was the hands of the same disciples around him, with their induction, it is impossible not to notice the movement.
Ling Zhuyun nodded, with her powerful perception, she could tell who was lying.
The young Tianjiao of the major factions don't have this motive and reason. Unless they are really stupid, how can they make a move at this juncture?
"The most likely ones are those casual cultivators. It's best to let them let go of the sea of consciousness and let me wait to investigate."
"Blood Immortal Cult involves many people, and no one should be spared." She Mou's eyes were cold, and he swept across the group of loose cultivators.
All the casual cultivators looked panic-stricken and couldn't hide their anger.
At this time, Qi Heng suddenly stared at Ye Ming who was following, and said coldly, "We can all swear by our demons that we never left the house last night. Where, with whom."
Hearing his words, many people looked over at once.
Ye Ming knew that if this happened, he would be suspected. The reason why he was a few steps behind was because he was thinking about countermeasures.
Hearing this, Ling Zhuyun also looked at Ye Ming in surprise, her eyebrows frowned inadvertently.
"Could it be that Brother Ye was still with Saintess Zhuyun last night?"
At this time, Jiang Lan also asked with a slight smile, and looked at Ling Zhuyun with a smile.
still?
Ling Zhuyun was puzzled, and then suddenly thought of the rhetoric at the tea making meeting that day.
That was the first time in her life that she lied to cover up the truth about Ye Ming's assassination of Jiang Lan.
After all, Ye Ming was kind. For her sake, in order to save the disciples of the Yaochi Sect, she should return the favor.
But Jiang Lan's slightly teasing words, could it be that she knew that she made an exception and lied that day?Or just casually?
"I left the village last night because of some things and went to the mountains. I thought about finding the route earlier so as not to delay everyone's time..." Ye Ming took a deep breath and said calmly.
"Brother Ye is really kind. He has spent a lot of time when he came here, but he still has the energy to break through the formation and find his way." Qi Heng sneered.
"Several seniors from the Tiangong Institute have said bluntly that they need to spend a lot of effort to deduce and break the formation. Brother Ye is very talented. Not only does he not feel tired, but he still has time to explore the way later, which is amazing... "
He had been upset with Ye Ming for a long time, and now he felt that this guy was full of doubts, so he taunted him directly.
"There is nothing false in what I said." Ye Ming said without changing his expression.
"What you said is true, who knows if you have anything to do with the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect? Do you dare to swear with your Dao heart?" Qi Heng snorted coldly.
Ye Ming's face froze. Although he had been to the Scarlet Plateau and got some things from the Blood Immortal Sect, he really had nothing to do with the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect.
It's just that in the words just now, he concealed the most important point, which is about the formation here.
He also counted on the formation here to kill Jiang Lan.
"Brother Ye has good intentions, Qi Heng, why are you so aggressive? If Brother Ye is suspected, why would you leave such an obvious opening to attract suspicion?"
At this time, Jiang Lan waved his hand suddenly, stopped Qi Heng, looked at Ye Ming with interest, and said, "I really believe in Brother Ye's character, but to convince everyone, Brother Ye might as well prove it directly. own innocence."
Ye Ming looked at him, frowning slightly, but still asked calmly, "How do I prove it?"
"It's quite simple. Brother Ye opened his Sumeru Ring and other things. If Brother Ye is related to the Blood Immortal Sect, there must be something related to the Blood Immortal Sect."
"Of course, the Sumeru Ring is a personal item, and we will naturally not investigate it lightly, so I will trouble the Holy Maiden of Zhuyun to check it. Presumably, you will not doubt the character of the Holy Maiden of Zhuyun, right?"
"Brother Ye, you should also trust the Saintess of Zhuyun."
With a smile on his face, Jiang Lan said leisurely, the last two words were obviously addressed to Ling Zhuyun.
Qi Heng said dissatisfiedly, "Mr. Jiang, you know that this guy was brought by the Saintess Zhuyun, but you still..."
"Could it be that you suspect that the Saintess Zhuyun is biased?" Jiang Lan asked with a faint smile.
Qi Heng was suddenly at a loss for words.
Ye Ming didn't expect that Jiang Lan would propose this solution. Of course, no matter what aspect is considered, it is indeed the best solution.
It is also the easiest to convince.
But it happened to be the last thing he wanted, and the way he didn't want to.
Hearing these words, Ling Zhuyun glanced at Jiang Lan in a little surprise, thinking about his intentions secretly.
Going around and going around half a circle, just wanting to check Ye Ming's Sumeru ring?Is there really something shady in Ye Ming's Sumeru Ring?
He believes in himself so much, isn't he afraid that he will cover for Ye Ming again like that day?
While Ling Zhuyun was thinking, she also noticed Ye Ming's hesitation at the moment.
Obviously, Ye Ming has a secret, and he doesn't want to let himself explore his Sumeru Ring.
Ling Zhuyun had some guesses in her mind, and she sighed faintly, intending to refuse.
She is not interested in other people's secrets.
But she also understood that Ye Ming was not as upright and open-minded as he appeared in front of her.
If faced with this situation and she falls into Ye Ming's situation, she can take out her Xumi ring without hesitation to prove her innocence.
But Ye Ming couldn't do it...
She suppressed the disappointment in her eyes. Of course, she couldn't do anything to Ye Ming because of this, but she couldn't trust him enough to make an exception and lie for him like before.
"Bamboo rhyme..."
Ye Ming also knew that his hesitation just now aroused Ling Zhuyun's suspicion.
He was indeed a little flustered and hesitant, after all, there really was something related to the Blood Immortal Sect in his Sumeru Ring.
At this moment, Ye Ming felt very regretful, and hated Jiang Lan deeply. He knew that he would not be so greedy at the beginning, so he kept it to see if it would be useful in the future.
Now it has become a sharp weapon to destroy the trust between him and Ling Zhuyun.
Ye Ming's actions at this moment also aroused the suspicion of the arrogant here.
Jiang Lan suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, he could clearly feel the great luck coming again from the Niwan Palace.
The seeds of disappointment have been planted.
After this, it can be said that it is almost impossible for Ye Ming to embrace the beauty.
Once a gap in trust exists, it grows and cannot be repaired.
Just like what happened between Jiang Ruxian and him back then.
Boom! ! !
But just when everyone wanted to forcibly attack Ye Ming Xumijie.
In the depths of the mountains where the purple mist surged, there was a sudden violent vibration, as if some powerful creature was about to revive, more like an earth dragon turning over.
The entire land is rumbling, the mountains are trembling, and all spirits are terrified.
Brilliant streamers of light erupted from there.
Even with the cover of purple clouds, it is still clearly visible. It is one piece of magical artifacts wrapped in the rays of light, radiant, or sacred furnace, or copper tripod, or long sword, like rain , Continuously across the sky.
"Zhenjun Zixia's cave was born..."
I don't know which Tianjiao suddenly exclaimed, everyone's attention was drawn away, and a look of incomparable surprise and excitement appeared on his face.
At this time, no one cared about Ye Ming, even Han Yiming, who was immersed in the pain of losing his brother, was attracted attention, and his face couldn't hide his joy.
In other directions, many Tianjiao monks who came here early also noticed this scene, and hurried towards that direction in excitement.
"The old Taoist waited for so many years, and finally this day came."
"The emperor pays off those who wait and see."
"Zhenjun Zixia's inheritance belongs to the old way, and no one can fight for it."
Under the view of Zixia, in a magnificent and secluded underground palace.
A quaint altar is located, and Taoist Zixia sits cross-legged here.
He sensed the movement outside, his eyes opened suddenly, and two rays of divine light shot out, his whole body was trembling with surprise.
Then, he got up and left, stepped out, and appeared in Zixia Mountain in an instant.
At the same time, with a flick of the large robe, human flags flew out one after another, and quickly sank into the ground, the pattern moved, and the general trend of the world also rumbled.
Wisp after wisp of purple mist gushes out continuously, and the purple mist that originally shrouded the mountains suddenly grows bigger, vast and endless, and is directly submerged.
If we talk about the mist before, you can still see the surrounding area several feet away, but now the purple mist is sweeping in, it really covers the entire Zixia Mountain Range, and you can't see your fingers.
The sky and the earth became dark all of a sudden, and all the light was blocked.
"No one can compete with the old way."
"Give me death."
Taoist Zixia's originally indifferent face became a little ferocious at this moment. He muttered something, spewed out a mouthful of blood, sacrificed a bright ancient mirror, and hung it high in the sky.
"Chi, Chi, Chi..."
The brilliance fell in strands, blazing and dazzling.
It was as bright as a bright sun, and wherever it was illuminated, there were screams, and one after another figures exploded, dying tragically on the way to pursue the cave.
The earth veins converge, the heaven and earth energy rushes out, leaping into dragons and transforming into tigers, constantly culling and killing the monks who have always been here.
"Someone is laying out here."
It wasn't until this time that someone realized something was wrong, and their face was extremely ugly.
But there is no time to worry about it anymore, and I can only try my best to cull and kill those creatures transformed from essence.
"Protect Young Master."
In front of the village, Ao Xu, Luo Ying, Li Daoyi and others were also caught off guard by this sudden scene.
After reacting, a dense purple fog hit, directly covering everything in the surrounding area.
Not to mention Jiang Lan, they didn't even know where they were, they could only occasionally hear screams coming from not far away.
"Young master can't be found."
In Li Dao's eyes, a divine light shot out, turning into a sharp sword, dispelling the surrounding mist, sensing the aura of Ao Xu and others, and quickly gathered towards them.
Ao Xu's people did not disperse, and a group of knights were also nearby, but everyone looked a little panicked.
At the moment of trembling and shaking just now, they were all attracted by the vision of being born in the cave, and as soon as they recovered, Jiang Lan disappeared.
If something happens to the young master, the heads of all the people here will not be enough to lose.
Li Daoyi took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and began to think about the search strategy. Zixia Zhenjun's inheritance and fortune are no longer important. The most urgent thing is to find Jiang Lan first.
Jiang Lan doesn't have any self-cultivation, this place is definitely not a good place.
Was it taken away by someone just now?That man with the surname Ye?
At this time, Li Daoyi noticed a figure appearing in front of him, he was slightly startled, and soon came back to his senses.
"..."
It was a tall and slender figure, wearing a slightly loose gauze dress, her hair was in a bun like a cloud, and the jade hairpin was inserted obliquely. The misty veil lightly covered her fair and flawless fairy face.
A pair of glass-like clear eyes, without a trace of emotion, like an ice sculpture, with a frosty aura, strangers should not get close.
But at this moment, the expression on that face seemed a little dazed.
"Junior Sister Li."
As soon as Li Dao stepped forward, he cupped his hands and said in a polite tone.
Li Mengning didn't respond to him, as if she hadn't recovered yet.
What about Jiang Lan, who is as big as her?Why did it suddenly disappear in the blink of an eye?
(End of this chapter)
"Young master has driven for a day and is about to rest. If there is anything else, let's talk about it tomorrow."
Xia Jie, the third son of Prince Wuxuan, came to discuss privately with Jiang Lan. He saw that his subordinates were like a cloud of masters, intending to cooperate and conspire to inherit Zixia Zhenjun, but they were rejected.
He snorted coldly in his heart, but he could only lead his subordinates and leave in embarrassment.
Asked about Han Yiming and others of the ancient sect, and then said goodbye and left. It was a meeting to show courtesy.
Seeing that Jiang Lan and Ling Zhuyun have many masters here, they are all famous young talents.
The rest of the people also breathed a sigh of relief, secretly happy in their hearts, feeling that with more people, it would be easier to deal with danger.
The purple mist near Zixia Mountain is really strange.
Now they don't dare to step in at will. Those who went to explore the way before have not been able to come back, and they don't know whether they are alive or dead.
Some older monks, as well as casual cultivators who came here alone to try their luck, just showed their faces in the distance, took a few glances, and then breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they were not someone of unknown origin.
"It's getting late tonight, everyone should go to bed early."
"After dawn tomorrow, the fog will clear up a bit, so maybe we can enter the mountain."
Jiang Lan said casually, and then asked his subordinates to find a green brick house, clean it up, and spend the night casually.
Ling Zhuyun, Li Daoyi, Luo Ying, Ao Xu and others also nodded in agreement. After entering through the trapping dragon formation, they all consumed a lot of mental energy and urgently needed rest to adjust their state.
Soon everyone found some tile-roofed houses that no one lived in, and went to rest in groups of three or four.
Ling Zhuyun also felt a little tired, so she found a courtyard at random, put a futon on it, and sat up cross-legged with her eyes closed.
But for some reason, Jiang Lan's strange but profound words still echoed in his mind. What did he mean?
After a while, she still couldn't calm down, so she could only force herself into meditation.
Everything is silent, only the sound of insects and wind can be heard.
On the other side, Ye Ming found a tile-roofed house alone, and Ye Ming, who was resting in it, was talking with the old ghost.
It's just that the expression on the face is different from the calm and calm in front of others, but at the moment it is a little dignified and surprised.
"Old ghost, you said there is a problem with the formation here?" He asked in disbelief.
"That's natural. At first, I was still wondering why I suddenly felt something was wrong. When I came here, I realized that there was a big problem."
"You didn't get out of the formation at all, you just walked into the inner circle from the outer circle."
"Moreover, this formation is not a trapping dragon formation at all. It is a mutant killing formation similar to a trapping dragon. The killing intent is extremely strong. It is not to trap people in it, but to trap people in it. , kill everything..." The old ghost replied, his tone also seemed a little surprised.
Even he didn't expect to encounter such a problem.
Logically speaking, Zixia Zhenjun's kind-hearted, pure and simple existence, since he left the inheritance, it is impossible to falsify and create such a killing formation.
This is to kill all the people who went to the battle and stay here.
Could it be that you want someone to be buried with you?It's a pity that his memory is too vague, and he can't remember too many things clearly.
He vaguely remembered that he had met Zixia Zhenjun, and a disciple he had pointed out had some connections with Zixia Zhenjun...
"Old ghost, do you think that someone will intentionally spread the inheritance of Zixia Zhenjun to attract people to come, but in fact they want to kill everyone here in the future."
"At the beginning, I was still very puzzled, why the good fortune of Zhenjun Zixia's inheritance would suddenly spread, and everyone would know about it."
"Now it seems that someone definitely did it on purpose to spread the news and attract people..." Ye Ming said with a serious expression.
His analysis is not without reason.
It's just that the people behind the scenes are really ruthless, and they have attracted so many people.
There are no fewer than a dozen immortal sect forces involved in the background alone, and many aristocratic families in Daxia also sent young people to come.
If all of them are lost here, then I don't know what kind of shocking waves will be set off.
"The more people there are, the more chaotic they are, the better it is. Anyway, your goal is to inherit the good fortune of Zhenjun Zixia. You can do a lot of things like fishing in troubled waters." The old ghost said.
Ye Ming nodded and said, "You are right, there are probably not many people who have seen the problem with this formation."
"Anyway, no one is aware of it, so let's take this opportunity to get rid of Jiang Lan. Although he didn't become suspicious of me along the way, that gesture still makes me very uncomfortable, and I always feel that his eyes are too much. Stay on Zhu Yun's body for the first time."
"It's too much for me."
"If Zhu Yun is really interested in this guy, I don't know what kind of insidious tricks he will use to coerce him. The female disciple of the Yaochi Sect who was in Zuixianju back then, don't you see that he has also been trained to be submissive by him now? "
As soon as he mentioned this, there was coldness and displeasure in his eyes.
The old ghost heard the inconsistency in his words, he chuckled, young and energetic, jealous, very common.
It's just that Ling Zhuyun doesn't necessarily fall in love with Ye Ming.
He wants to pursue others, this road can be said to be a long way to go.
"Taking this opportunity tonight, I'll go find the way into the mountain first, and check it out by the way. When the place is in chaos, I'll take the opportunity to go there with Zhu Yun."
"Then Jiang Lan still wants to get involved in inheriting good fortune, so stay here and wait for death. Anyway, after he dies, the Xiangguo Mansion will only find the person behind the scenes, and it has nothing to do with me."
A confident smile appeared on the corner of Ye Ming's mouth, and he had already thought of countermeasures and retreats in his heart.
At that moment, he concealed himself, left the house, and quickly disappeared into the thick night.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Jiang Lan asked Chu Chan to go to bed early on the grounds of being tired. After there was no one in the room, he walked slowly to the window, stared at the moonlight, and fell into deep thought.
"It's going to be a lot of fun tonight."
"There are so many young arrogances gathered, including some powerful but short-lived elder monks, Taoist Zixia probably won't let go of such a good opportunity."
"Based on the knowledge of the remnant soul around Ye Ming, it shouldn't be difficult to see the problem with the formation."
"After Ye Ming knew this, he probably thought of using it to deal with me..."
Thinking of these, Jiang Lan felt amused.
He returned to the bed and sat cross-legged, but his brows and cheekbones suddenly became brighter.
A faint figure, whose face was the same as his, but with an extremely indifferent expression, walked out of the quaint Taoist temple in the serene sea of consciousness, then swayed slightly, sank into the void, and disappeared in an instant.
The villain walked through the void, and instantly appeared in the yard Ye Ming had chosen.
"Sure enough, I left, not here."
"Since this is the case, then the matter is settled, and you will take the blame." Jiang Lan showed a meaningful smile on his face.
In the other courtyard, Ling Zhuyun seemed to have noticed something at this moment, and opened her tightly closed clear eyes, with a touch of surprise in them.
"Is someone spying?"
She was born with a strong spiritual sense, far surpassing her peers, and her soul has a three-color magic flower.
The immortal forging method to temper the soul is from the Kunlun Fairy Market, and it is extremely tyrannical.
So just now, she noticed something was wrong, as if someone was spying on her.
But when she opened her eyes and wanted to pursue it, the breath disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.
Ling Zhuyun was slightly surprised, her cultivation was the best among her peers, and her soul was her forte.
But right now, in this place, she met a mysterious existence whose power of soul is not weaker than her, and may even be higher than her.
"Who is it?"
"A monk of the older generation?"
"It's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, not to be underestimated."
She collected her thoughts, the other party should have no malicious intentions, just swept past, there was a mix of fish and dragons here, and even she couldn't detect the existence of the aura.
It seems that it will be more difficult to win Zixia Zhenjun's inheritance.
Tonight is destined to be a restless night, and many people have trouble falling asleep.
In another row of houses, which are piled up in groups.
At this moment, a group of young Tianjiao gathered together, surrounded by secret methods and rare treasures, blocking the void, so as to prevent people from exploring and gaining insight, and their expressions were very serious.
"As the leader of today's immortal sect, the Taiyi sect has become more and more powerful. During this period of time, it has repeatedly persecuted the immortal sects of all parties, intending to regard it as the master."
"I heard that the head of the Taiyi Sect is trying to establish the Immortal Dao League to restrain the world's immortal sects. Anyone who violates it will be excluded and liquidated by him. This move is ambitious and has a huge plan..."
"Hmph, what is there to say about this? Who doesn't know that Taiyi's wolfish ambition is clearly revealed. Being the leader of the immortal sect is not enough, and he wants to enslave the immortal sect of the world and make the whole world submit to it."
"Aren't you afraid of being backlashed? This is good, all the immortal sects have joined forces in private, and are already discussing how to counter it."
"It won't be long before the Taiyi sect is arrogant. Look at that Li Daoyi, he is just a dog of Suiji Li's family. He really takes himself seriously. His eyes are higher than the top, and no one can look down on him."
"I wanted to maintain face and say hello to him as a show of politeness, but he didn't even pay any attention to me. Jiang Lan was even too much, but she just relied on her good background, having a good father and a good mother, obviously Without cultivation base, we still need to see his face."
"At the tea making meeting that day, you didn't hear those arrogant words, otherwise you would have died laughing. Do you really think that the Xiangguo Mansion can cover the sky with one hand and do whatever they want? He has taken a fancy to Zixia Zhenjun Inheriting good fortune, let us give up and give him face..."
"Hahaha, what is his face? Do you really think everyone takes him seriously?"
There are a group of young arrogances here, all of extraordinary backgrounds, extraordinary talents, and even the true biography of the immortal sect.
There was She Mou, the purple-eyed man from the Heavenly Demon Hall who had appeared at the tea making meeting that day.
Those who came here with Jiang Lan and others were Wang Dian Qiheng, Wendao Ancient School true disciple Han Yiming, Biyou Dongtian female true disciple Cai Yun, and a Tianyan Sect member who had a gentle appearance, wearing a big Luo purple robe and purple gold on their heads. crowned young man Zhu Huang.
The forces behind them are well-known top forces in the entire Zhongtian State, with a long heritage, many strong people in the sect, and an extremely profound background.
"A good family background doesn't mean anything. If you don't have any cultivation, after many years, you will still be turned into a handful of loess, and it will be difficult to live forever." Cai Yun, the female true biography of Biyoudongtian, said.
She is dressed in colorful clothes, with a graceful figure and outstanding appearance, but her lips are slightly thin, which gives people a feeling of being frivolous and difficult to get close to.
"Anyway, we gathered here today under the order of our master to deal with Taiyi Sect together."
"This time, Li Daoyi of the Taiyi Sect and his followers must be buried here. Jiang Lan has no one to protect him, so there is nothing to worry about. Once Li Daoyi and others die, he will naturally not be able to survive."
Han Yiming asked the true biography of the ancient school, his eyes were very cold, and he was no longer polite when he met Jiang Lan and others before.
"The Yaochi School prides itself on being righteous, and they don't bother to conspire with us for righteousness. Otherwise, if Ling Zhuyun makes a move, the matter will be sure. But I'm afraid that when Ling Zhuyun intervenes, her strength should not be underestimated." Cai Yun said.
"Don't worry, from what I know about Ling Zhuyun, she only hates Jiang Lan, and it's impossible for her to help."
At this time, Qi Heng, who had been silent all this time, spoke in a very confident tone.
"However, everyone, I have a request. When the time comes, I will deal with that strange man next to Ling Zhuyun. That guy is very hateful. To be favored by him is really pissing me off. During the battle, he deliberately showed off in front of Ling Zhuyun to embarrass me." He added again in a cold voice.
"Then if Jiang Lan dies here, the Xiangguo Mansion will definitely not let it go afterward. Aren't you afraid of revenge and liquidation?"
She Mou from the Temple of Heavenly Demon asked suddenly.
His face was pale, his pupils were dark green, he was not a pure-blooded human, but the blood of a great demon flowed through his body.
Although the number of shots is not many, but each time has a remarkable record, which makes people dare not underestimate them.
Zhu Huang, a disciple of Tianyan Sect who had not expressed his opinion all this time, smiled lightly when he heard the words, and said, "The great summer will fall, and there will be no eggs under the overturned nest. The Xiangguo Mansion will no longer exist by then. What happened? The momentum is rolling down, if someone stops it, they will be smashed to pieces, body and spirit will be destroyed."
There are few disciples of Tianyan Sect, but each of them is a generation with extraordinary roots and bones, proficient in divination and deduction, and has insight into cause and effect.
In the general trend of the world, if you seek your own chance to make good fortune, even if the ages are long and the thunder and lightning dry up, you will not fall down.
For Zhu Huang's words, the faces of all the young talents changed slightly.
If the great summer falls, the situation in Zhongtian Prefecture will also be chaotic and turbulent. The other major states may not be as honest and impatient as they are now.
Zhu Huang said leisurely, "Great summer is approaching. Some time ago, the elders of my master's sect deduced and saw that its lucky golden dragon, the dragon's scales are dim, the dragon's claws are broken, and its body is incomplete. Far away from the outside world, the glamorous star is approaching. Suddenly there was chaos, within the territory of Great Xia, disaster stars loomed, and disasters were about to break out."
"In less than ten years, the Golden Dragon of Good Luck will dissipate, and Great Xia will surely be unable to escape the fate of being overthrown."
"However, it probably won't take ten years. When the rest of the orthodox forces notice that Great Xia's luck is waning, they will definitely be unable to hold back, Zhuolu Zhongzhou."
"The Holy Lands of Great Religion in Dongyuan Prefecture were driven out of Zhongtian Prefecture by the Great Xia Emperor. Now that a long time has passed, those Holy Lands of Great Religion will surely make a comeback and divide up the resources of Great Xia's luck."
"If I don't take the initiative, I'm afraid I won't even be able to drink soup..."
As soon as he said these words, the ears of all the young arrogances in this place were ringing in disbelief.
The power is like the Great Xia, the power shakes the world, suppresses all ethnic groups in Kyushu, all dynasties and countries come to worship, and all immortal sects and orthodoxy, no one dares not to follow.
In the end, will it usher in such a day of ending and destruction?
Everyone's mood suddenly became heavy.
In another house in the yard, Jiang Lan gathered all his thoughts, and turned into a gloomy light, Jiang Lan returned to the Taoist temple in his sea of consciousness.
His complexion is calm and his eyes are very deep.
Although the conversation between Han Yiming, Zhu Huang and others was covered by secret treasures, it could prevent people from prying eyes.
But he didn't use his spiritual sense to investigate, but hid in the void in a way of ecstasy.
Unless their souls are far stronger than him, it will be difficult to find his trace.
Except for Ling Zhuyun who noticed some abnormalities at that time, no one knew about those young arrogances, so he was actually on the sidelines, listening to their conversation quietly.
He originally wanted to use the formation here to make some moves, but he didn't expect to hear the plan of Han Yiming and others.
Speaking of the original plot, the follow-up is indeed that there are all kinds of immortal sects working together to besiege the Taiyi sect.
His grandfather planned to conquer the world, supported the current master of the Taiyi Sect, and intended to establish the Immortal Dao League, which surpassed all the orthodoxy in Kyushu.
As for the dimming and reduction of the Great Xia's Dragon Luck, there was no such thing in the original plot.
Jiang Lan speculated that after Lin Fan's death, the development trajectory of all subsequent events had shifted. However, the appearance of Chu Yun made him understand that there might be some kind of correction power in this world.
Therefore, the decline in front of Da Xia may only be temporary, and some unexpected changes may occur later.
"I didn't intend to let you go, so this just gave me an excuse..."
"Let my hypocritical conscience rest at ease."
Jiang Lan calmed down, and there was a blood-colored halo flickering in her eyes.
At this moment, the world in front of his eyes changed, and the color, sound, time, and space seemed to be stripped away.
Soon in front of him, there were only one blurred line after another, spreading out from his front as if alive, as if connecting some living individuals.
These lines are either clear or fuzzy, some are extremely thick, while others are extremely slender.
Of course, even if you stretch out your hand, you can't touch it, as if it doesn't exist, but because of the existence of the Dao Fruit of Life, Jiang Lan can perceive the existence of these life lines.
Excluding those almost slender, cobweb-like lines, those slightly thicker life lines represent a complete and powerful life individual.
Jiang Lan only felt it for a while, and then felt a terrible sense of separation in his mind. He was so dizzy that he almost couldn't see clearly, and he was about to fall to the ground.
This kind of rule field involving the easy deprivation of life is simply not something he can set foot in at present.
He had only felt it a little before, and he had never used it before, and he felt that his head was about to explode and his soul was about to collapse.
During this period of time, he seemed to be leisurely and enjoying himself on the surface, but in fact he never slacked off. He was always tempering his soul with the concept of bones, and the power of his soul increased rapidly.
Right now, he intends to make use of the formation here and move his hands and feet. Naturally, there is no simpler and more direct method than this method of depriving life.
The next moment, Jiang Lan realized where the target was, and stopped his thoughts.
Within the scope of what he could perceive, a line broke suddenly, and then disappeared into ashes all over the sky.
After doing all this, Jiang Lan also seemed to be collapsed, leaning against the wall, panting heavily, then took out some pills and swallowed them, only to feel relieved.
"This kind of field that can't be easily set foot at present, it's better to set foot less..."
"If that guy is stronger, I'm afraid I'll be the one whose head exploded." Jiang Lan sank his mind, suppressed the strange color in his eyes, and returned to his natural state.
The night was dark.
ugly time.
In a remote, dilapidated, green brick house overgrown with weeds.
A young monk, with the token of the Ancient Asking Sect hanging on his waist, is practicing with his eyes closed, with strands of aura surrounding him.
Suddenly, a ray of blood-red light flashed across the ground in front of him, turning into a strange little flag with a human face wrapped around it.
The face on the surface of the weird little flag showed a miserable sneer, and suddenly flew towards the young monk, biting his neck with a puff.
The young monk was caught off guard, completely unresponsive to what happened, his eyes widened, full of panic and despair.
The next moment, he let out a scream, and the flesh and blood all over his body began to dissipate, and it didn't take long to leave only a pool of blood on the spot.
The sudden scream sounded, and soon spread in the dead night, shrill and frightening.
Asked about the other disciples of the ancient sect, when they heard the movement, they rushed over immediately, and then saw the scene in front of them, but they all froze, their eyes full of horror and disbelief.
"what happened?"
"How did Junior Brother Han die?"
"It's not good, hurry up and inform Brother Han Yiming that something happened to his brother..."
A group of disciples looked terrified, and a few of them scoured the spot, looking for traces of the murderer, while the rest went to look for Han Yiming and report.
The disciple who suddenly died and disappeared in front of him was Han Yiming's younger brother.
Because of his special status, he was able to be alone and own a courtyard to clean up, but now he died tragically here, leaving only a puddle of inexplicable blood on the spot.
And Han Yiming, as a true disciple of Wen Wen's ancient sect, can be said to dote on his younger brother very much. Even if he caused trouble in the sect, he would easily deal with it.
If he died here like this, he would definitely be furious after learning about it.
Soon, Han Yiming, with a gloomy face, rushed over, and some disciples from other immortal sects all rushed over after hearing the movement here.
"Does anyone know what happened just now?" Han Yiming's palm trembled slightly, and then he clenched tightly, his voice low.
"Brother Han, we don't know, we just heard a scream just now, and then came quickly, but unfortunately we didn't have time to see anything."
"I didn't even see Junior Brother Han Erlin's body, let alone what happened."
The few disciples who noticed the abnormality here at the first time said hurriedly, for fear of being punished by Han Yiming and being implicated.
"Who is so bold that he dared to kill my younger brother right under my nose."
Han Yiming took a deep breath, suppressing the grief and anger in his heart, then waved his hand and said, "Go and check, let me check, I want to see who it is."
The image of being dependent on his younger brother once appeared in his mind.
As the eldest brother, he practiced all the year round and never disciplined his younger brother, and he also cultivated his arrogant and arrogant personality, which offended many people in the sect.
But because of his existence, no one dared to say anything.
This time Zhenjun Zixia's Dongfu inheritance was born, he originally planned to fight for his younger brother, but who would have thought that heaven and man would suddenly be separated, and it was still under his nose.
Han Yiming suppressed the killing intent and grief in his heart, and secretly vowed in his heart that he would avenge him.
No matter who the enemy is or what grievances he has with his brother on weekdays, as long as he dares to kill his brother, he will definitely make him pay a hundred times the price.
In the early morning of the next day, the mist drifted and the air was clear.
Ling Zhuyun was woken up by the noisy discussions outside the yard.
She rubbed the space between her eyebrows to wake herself up, then put on the light gauze, put away the futon, left the house, and went outside.
"What happened?" She asked the Yaochi Sect disciples beside her.
"Returning to the saint, the younger brother who asked about Han Yiming's true biography of the ancient sect last night suddenly died tragically, leaving only a pool of blood on the spot, so Han Yiming's true biography was furious and asked his disciples to search everywhere to find out the real culprit who killed his brother." The sect disciple hurriedly replied.
"died?"
"Just a puddle of blood?"
Ling Zhuyun was surprised, then seemed to think of something, her eyebrows frowned, and she walked outside solemnly.
On the open space outside the village, many monks have gathered at this moment, including the younger generation and many older generation monks, and more of them are casual cultivators.
Han Yiming stood there with an indifferent expression, examining the group of monks in front of him.
A group of disciples from Wenwen Ancient Sect surrounded the suspected monks in front of them to prevent them from escaping.
"It's too much to deceive people. I asked if the ancient sect could decide people's life and death so easily?"
"We ask ourselves that we don't know anything, and we can't be the murderer. Is this the so-called grand demeanor?"
"We didn't even leave the house yesterday. All the Taoist brothers present can testify. How could we kill people from the ancient Taoist sect? Are we not going to die or die?"
Many people have dissatisfaction on their faces, very angry and restless.
Several elder monks with good cultivation base even let out a cold snort, their words full of ridicule and dissatisfaction.
Disciples from the Heavenly Demon Hall, Human King Hall, Biyou Dongtian and other immortal sect forces stood aside, with indifferent faces, faintly showing signs of supporting Wendao's ancient sect.
On the land of Kyushu, the gap between famous sects and casual cultivators is like clouds and mud.
Under the same realm, it is almost impossible for casual cultivators to defeat the disciples of the big sect, unless they have deep blessings and other opportunities.
To these casual cultivators, the disciples of all major sects looked very indifferent and didn't even bother to talk much.
"What happened?"
"Such a quarrel early in the morning?"
Jiang Lan came, surrounded by a group of knights and Tianjiao, and asked in surprise when she saw this scene.
"Master Hui, it seems that someone from the Ancient Wenteng School died last night." Ao Xu who was at the side replied.
Jiang Lan smiled casually, and said, "It's just a dead person. Asking the ancient sect is so powerful, do you want to check everyone?"
The death of Han Yiming's younger brother was naturally caused by him.
In fact, Jiang Lan did not expect that the breaking of the lifeline and the stripping of life did not mean death for no reason, but implied some reasonable rules.
However, even if Han Yiming's younger brother hadn't been killed by the flag array set up by Taoist Zixia, he would have died of an accident later, such as going crazy or something.
This method implies God's will and controls life, which is similar to the God of Death walking in the world.
Han Yiming's face sank when he heard Jiang Lan's words, but he didn't dare to show his prestige to Jiang Lan.
"Brother Han, can you let me take a look at the scene? Then make a decision."
At this time, Ling Zhuyun came. She had a slender and well-proportioned figure, her skin was as white as jade, shining with luster. Although she covered her face with a light veil, it was difficult to hide her holy demeanor.
As the quasi-saint of Yaochi Sect, she is by no means comparable to ordinary true biography, and her words are naturally convincing.
"There is the Saintess of Lao Zhuyun."
Han Yiming nodded, did not refuse, and then took Ling Zhuyun away, and the rest of the monks followed, also wanting to know who was so cruel, who dared to brutally kill his younger brother in front of Han Yiming.
Ye Ming got the news, and after leaving the yard, he was also a little surprised. After he finished his investigation, he returned to the house. It was almost dawn, and he didn't know what happened last night.
"According to what the old ghost said, it may be because of the formation..." He secretly guessed in his heart.
"really……"
After arriving at the murder scene last night, Ling Zhuyun just glanced at the remaining aura fluctuations, and she knew it in her heart.
Jiang Lan also seemed surprised, and leaned over to take a look.
Li Dao, who was behind him, took a look, his eyes were startled, and he pondered for a moment and said, "The Saintess of Zhuyun must have guessed something?"
Ling Zhuyun glanced at everyone, nodded and said, "No mistake, it has something to do with the Blood Immortal Sect. This is the method used by the Blood Immortal Sect to collect nourishment for blood sacrifices."
Speaking of this, a bit of chill also flashed in her eyes, but she recovered quickly.
Hearing this, Han Yiming, She Mou, Qi Heng and other young talents were all taken aback for a moment, and then realized that their complexions changed for a while.
The name of the Blood Immortal Cult is naturally familiar to them.
Until now, many monks are still talking about the existence of the color change. At the beginning, the Blood Immortal Sect almost overturned the entire land of Kyushu.
"Even the Saintess of Zhuyun said that, it must be the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect. I didn't expect people from the Blood Immortal Sect to be mixed in here." A young Tianjiao immediately showed anger and said in a cold voice.
It's just that what he said made many people look uncomfortable. If this is the case, wouldn't it mean that everyone around him may be the remnant of the Blood Immortal Sect, or the murderer of last night.
"Some time ago, I heard that the Wanfa Sect in Danzhou County harbored the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect. They were wiped out by the Zhenxian Division. Many elders were killed and disappeared. Finally, a lair was found."
"For a famous sect like Wanfa Sect, there is no guarantee that its disciples will be related to the Blood Immortal Sect."
"At present, everyone seems to be suspicious." Jiang Lan said leisurely at this time, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't think it was a big deal at all.
Anyway, everyone is suspicious, but he can't be suspicious. After all, who would doubt a weak nobleman who has no power to restrain a chicken and can only rely on others to protect him.
Jiang Lan's words also made everyone's expressions sink.
Even Ao Xu and the others behind him looked at each other, showing some caution and vigilance.
Ling Zhuyun glanced at Jiang Lan, and felt a little headache at his attitude of not making the matter and panic aggravated at all.
"Looking at this matter, I can only trouble you to prove your innocence." Han Yiming said with a wooden face.
He also didn't expect that the death of his younger brother would involve the Blood Immortal Sect.
"I was with the disciples of the sect last night, and all fellow sects can prove it."
"Brother Han, you can rest assured."
She Mou, Cai Yun, Qi Heng and other young talents all spoke up.
No one wants to get involved with the Blood Immortal Sect for no reason at this time. If the matter is serious, even the family sect behind them will be involved.
If it was the hands of the same disciples around him, with their induction, it is impossible not to notice the movement.
Ling Zhuyun nodded, with her powerful perception, she could tell who was lying.
The young Tianjiao of the major factions don't have this motive and reason. Unless they are really stupid, how can they make a move at this juncture?
"The most likely ones are those casual cultivators. It's best to let them let go of the sea of consciousness and let me wait to investigate."
"Blood Immortal Cult involves many people, and no one should be spared." She Mou's eyes were cold, and he swept across the group of loose cultivators.
All the casual cultivators looked panic-stricken and couldn't hide their anger.
At this time, Qi Heng suddenly stared at Ye Ming who was following, and said coldly, "We can all swear by our demons that we never left the house last night. Where, with whom."
Hearing his words, many people looked over at once.
Ye Ming knew that if this happened, he would be suspected. The reason why he was a few steps behind was because he was thinking about countermeasures.
Hearing this, Ling Zhuyun also looked at Ye Ming in surprise, her eyebrows frowned inadvertently.
"Could it be that Brother Ye was still with Saintess Zhuyun last night?"
At this time, Jiang Lan also asked with a slight smile, and looked at Ling Zhuyun with a smile.
still?
Ling Zhuyun was puzzled, and then suddenly thought of the rhetoric at the tea making meeting that day.
That was the first time in her life that she lied to cover up the truth about Ye Ming's assassination of Jiang Lan.
After all, Ye Ming was kind. For her sake, in order to save the disciples of the Yaochi Sect, she should return the favor.
But Jiang Lan's slightly teasing words, could it be that she knew that she made an exception and lied that day?Or just casually?
"I left the village last night because of some things and went to the mountains. I thought about finding the route earlier so as not to delay everyone's time..." Ye Ming took a deep breath and said calmly.
"Brother Ye is really kind. He has spent a lot of time when he came here, but he still has the energy to break through the formation and find his way." Qi Heng sneered.
"Several seniors from the Tiangong Institute have said bluntly that they need to spend a lot of effort to deduce and break the formation. Brother Ye is very talented. Not only does he not feel tired, but he still has time to explore the way later, which is amazing... "
He had been upset with Ye Ming for a long time, and now he felt that this guy was full of doubts, so he taunted him directly.
"There is nothing false in what I said." Ye Ming said without changing his expression.
"What you said is true, who knows if you have anything to do with the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect? Do you dare to swear with your Dao heart?" Qi Heng snorted coldly.
Ye Ming's face froze. Although he had been to the Scarlet Plateau and got some things from the Blood Immortal Sect, he really had nothing to do with the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect.
It's just that in the words just now, he concealed the most important point, which is about the formation here.
He also counted on the formation here to kill Jiang Lan.
"Brother Ye has good intentions, Qi Heng, why are you so aggressive? If Brother Ye is suspected, why would you leave such an obvious opening to attract suspicion?"
At this time, Jiang Lan waved his hand suddenly, stopped Qi Heng, looked at Ye Ming with interest, and said, "I really believe in Brother Ye's character, but to convince everyone, Brother Ye might as well prove it directly. own innocence."
Ye Ming looked at him, frowning slightly, but still asked calmly, "How do I prove it?"
"It's quite simple. Brother Ye opened his Sumeru Ring and other things. If Brother Ye is related to the Blood Immortal Sect, there must be something related to the Blood Immortal Sect."
"Of course, the Sumeru Ring is a personal item, and we will naturally not investigate it lightly, so I will trouble the Holy Maiden of Zhuyun to check it. Presumably, you will not doubt the character of the Holy Maiden of Zhuyun, right?"
"Brother Ye, you should also trust the Saintess of Zhuyun."
With a smile on his face, Jiang Lan said leisurely, the last two words were obviously addressed to Ling Zhuyun.
Qi Heng said dissatisfiedly, "Mr. Jiang, you know that this guy was brought by the Saintess Zhuyun, but you still..."
"Could it be that you suspect that the Saintess Zhuyun is biased?" Jiang Lan asked with a faint smile.
Qi Heng was suddenly at a loss for words.
Ye Ming didn't expect that Jiang Lan would propose this solution. Of course, no matter what aspect is considered, it is indeed the best solution.
It is also the easiest to convince.
But it happened to be the last thing he wanted, and the way he didn't want to.
Hearing these words, Ling Zhuyun glanced at Jiang Lan in a little surprise, thinking about his intentions secretly.
Going around and going around half a circle, just wanting to check Ye Ming's Sumeru ring?Is there really something shady in Ye Ming's Sumeru Ring?
He believes in himself so much, isn't he afraid that he will cover for Ye Ming again like that day?
While Ling Zhuyun was thinking, she also noticed Ye Ming's hesitation at the moment.
Obviously, Ye Ming has a secret, and he doesn't want to let himself explore his Sumeru Ring.
Ling Zhuyun had some guesses in her mind, and she sighed faintly, intending to refuse.
She is not interested in other people's secrets.
But she also understood that Ye Ming was not as upright and open-minded as he appeared in front of her.
If faced with this situation and she falls into Ye Ming's situation, she can take out her Xumi ring without hesitation to prove her innocence.
But Ye Ming couldn't do it...
She suppressed the disappointment in her eyes. Of course, she couldn't do anything to Ye Ming because of this, but she couldn't trust him enough to make an exception and lie for him like before.
"Bamboo rhyme..."
Ye Ming also knew that his hesitation just now aroused Ling Zhuyun's suspicion.
He was indeed a little flustered and hesitant, after all, there really was something related to the Blood Immortal Sect in his Sumeru Ring.
At this moment, Ye Ming felt very regretful, and hated Jiang Lan deeply. He knew that he would not be so greedy at the beginning, so he kept it to see if it would be useful in the future.
Now it has become a sharp weapon to destroy the trust between him and Ling Zhuyun.
Ye Ming's actions at this moment also aroused the suspicion of the arrogant here.
Jiang Lan suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, he could clearly feel the great luck coming again from the Niwan Palace.
The seeds of disappointment have been planted.
After this, it can be said that it is almost impossible for Ye Ming to embrace the beauty.
Once a gap in trust exists, it grows and cannot be repaired.
Just like what happened between Jiang Ruxian and him back then.
Boom! ! !
But just when everyone wanted to forcibly attack Ye Ming Xumijie.
In the depths of the mountains where the purple mist surged, there was a sudden violent vibration, as if some powerful creature was about to revive, more like an earth dragon turning over.
The entire land is rumbling, the mountains are trembling, and all spirits are terrified.
Brilliant streamers of light erupted from there.
Even with the cover of purple clouds, it is still clearly visible. It is one piece of magical artifacts wrapped in the rays of light, radiant, or sacred furnace, or copper tripod, or long sword, like rain , Continuously across the sky.
"Zhenjun Zixia's cave was born..."
I don't know which Tianjiao suddenly exclaimed, everyone's attention was drawn away, and a look of incomparable surprise and excitement appeared on his face.
At this time, no one cared about Ye Ming, even Han Yiming, who was immersed in the pain of losing his brother, was attracted attention, and his face couldn't hide his joy.
In other directions, many Tianjiao monks who came here early also noticed this scene, and hurried towards that direction in excitement.
"The old Taoist waited for so many years, and finally this day came."
"The emperor pays off those who wait and see."
"Zhenjun Zixia's inheritance belongs to the old way, and no one can fight for it."
Under the view of Zixia, in a magnificent and secluded underground palace.
A quaint altar is located, and Taoist Zixia sits cross-legged here.
He sensed the movement outside, his eyes opened suddenly, and two rays of divine light shot out, his whole body was trembling with surprise.
Then, he got up and left, stepped out, and appeared in Zixia Mountain in an instant.
At the same time, with a flick of the large robe, human flags flew out one after another, and quickly sank into the ground, the pattern moved, and the general trend of the world also rumbled.
Wisp after wisp of purple mist gushes out continuously, and the purple mist that originally shrouded the mountains suddenly grows bigger, vast and endless, and is directly submerged.
If we talk about the mist before, you can still see the surrounding area several feet away, but now the purple mist is sweeping in, it really covers the entire Zixia Mountain Range, and you can't see your fingers.
The sky and the earth became dark all of a sudden, and all the light was blocked.
"No one can compete with the old way."
"Give me death."
Taoist Zixia's originally indifferent face became a little ferocious at this moment. He muttered something, spewed out a mouthful of blood, sacrificed a bright ancient mirror, and hung it high in the sky.
"Chi, Chi, Chi..."
The brilliance fell in strands, blazing and dazzling.
It was as bright as a bright sun, and wherever it was illuminated, there were screams, and one after another figures exploded, dying tragically on the way to pursue the cave.
The earth veins converge, the heaven and earth energy rushes out, leaping into dragons and transforming into tigers, constantly culling and killing the monks who have always been here.
"Someone is laying out here."
It wasn't until this time that someone realized something was wrong, and their face was extremely ugly.
But there is no time to worry about it anymore, and I can only try my best to cull and kill those creatures transformed from essence.
"Protect Young Master."
In front of the village, Ao Xu, Luo Ying, Li Daoyi and others were also caught off guard by this sudden scene.
After reacting, a dense purple fog hit, directly covering everything in the surrounding area.
Not to mention Jiang Lan, they didn't even know where they were, they could only occasionally hear screams coming from not far away.
"Young master can't be found."
In Li Dao's eyes, a divine light shot out, turning into a sharp sword, dispelling the surrounding mist, sensing the aura of Ao Xu and others, and quickly gathered towards them.
Ao Xu's people did not disperse, and a group of knights were also nearby, but everyone looked a little panicked.
At the moment of trembling and shaking just now, they were all attracted by the vision of being born in the cave, and as soon as they recovered, Jiang Lan disappeared.
If something happens to the young master, the heads of all the people here will not be enough to lose.
Li Daoyi took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and began to think about the search strategy. Zixia Zhenjun's inheritance and fortune are no longer important. The most urgent thing is to find Jiang Lan first.
Jiang Lan doesn't have any self-cultivation, this place is definitely not a good place.
Was it taken away by someone just now?That man with the surname Ye?
At this time, Li Daoyi noticed a figure appearing in front of him, he was slightly startled, and soon came back to his senses.
"..."
It was a tall and slender figure, wearing a slightly loose gauze dress, her hair was in a bun like a cloud, and the jade hairpin was inserted obliquely. The misty veil lightly covered her fair and flawless fairy face.
A pair of glass-like clear eyes, without a trace of emotion, like an ice sculpture, with a frosty aura, strangers should not get close.
But at this moment, the expression on that face seemed a little dazed.
"Junior Sister Li."
As soon as Li Dao stepped forward, he cupped his hands and said in a polite tone.
Li Mengning didn't respond to him, as if she hadn't recovered yet.
What about Jiang Lan, who is as big as her?Why did it suddenly disappear in the blink of an eye?
(End of this chapter)
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