The ancestors engaged in introversion in Xiuxianwen

Among the rules she made, when to sleep, when to train, what the training content is, how to change jobs, how to work hard to replace your boss...ahem, it's all clear.

He has no interest in this young master at all, but he is becoming more and more dedicated.

He sighed deeply again.

Ran Ling next to him couldn't help but glance at him, wanting to care about his grandson's physical and mental health.

Yan Su, who was afraid of being cared about, said, "The first general hasn't come back yet. Is something going to happen?"

"He has other tasks." Ran Ling leaned lazily on the armrest, looking away from Fengzhou at the end of the horizon, and patiently explained: "The soldiers in Siduo City are fighting back, and I asked him to stay there to give those monsters a chance. Something to do.”

"Oh." Yan Su nodded, paused for a moment and then said: "Although we have temporarily cut off the news from both sides, Yanzhou has not received news for a long time, and they will definitely send someone over. We can't hide it for long."

Ran Ling nodded.

Of course she knows.

Not only that, the news here may also be passed through the mouths of those monsters that cause riots everywhere.

The location they are in may be more dangerous than imagined. This is the center of the Fengzhou and Yanzhou monster armies, and they can easily be attacked from both sides.

Being besieged by hundreds of thousands of troops is very exciting just thinking about it.

"It doesn't matter. I'm getting you ready, right?" Ran Ling's beautiful face had a smile on her face. The sun's golden light fell into her dark eyes bit by bit, with a hint of evil, "As much as it comes, it will be destroyed."

Yan Su was slightly startled.

"We are going to compete with that old guy from Ximai for the kingship. If I can't even deal with his minions, I'll just die."

Ran Ling folded his hands on his abdomen, smiled, and suddenly glanced over from the distance, "What, you don't have confidence?"

Yan Su looked at Ran Ling's expression and saw that even though she was sitting, she exuded a stern and vast aura, with a complicated expression on her face.

Finally, he choked out a few words: "I'm going down to train."

Ran Ling raised her eyebrows, "Yeah."

Yan Su hurriedly prepared for today's training task, and happened to pass by the White Lotus Demon who was about to find Ran Ling. Bai Lianhua glanced at Yan Su's back and walked up to Ran Ling with a soft voice. "What are you going to do in such a hurry, young master?"

Ran Ling's face was serious: "Maybe he feels that he is too useless and can't waste his time anymore."

"..."

Forget it, her grandson is in her charge.

The White Lotus Demon came to accuse another matter. She put her white and tender claws under Ran Ling's eyes and complained in a cowardly voice, "Look!"

Ran Ling's eyes moved from the angry face of the White Lotus Demon to her hands, showing doubts, "Chop it and bake it for me?"

"..." The White Lotus Demon's eyes widened and he quickly shrank his hands. He was a little scared and burst into tears. "How could you let me do such rough work? My fingers are thick and my body no longer smells good. I have been working all day long." It smells like oil smoke!”

Although she had to serve that idiot King of Xiyue in the past, she was still a man of the world after all!

Look now, she has to barbecue and cook for those messy, fat-headed, big-eared, grotesque, smelly monsters. She doesn't want to live anymore!

Ran Ling: "..."

She asked sincerely, "So you want to die?"

She is a prisoner. She doesn’t want to exchange her life for her labor, but she just wants to die?

The White Lotus Demon's lips trembled. She was angry this time. Why didn't she know how to show mercy to her? ? ?
Ran Ling's boring gaze suddenly paused, her fingers curled slightly, she turned her head and waved her hand, and said ruthlessly: "Go down if you have nothing to do."

"Humph." The White Lotus Demon stepped on the beautiful lotus shoes and walked away sadly.

Ran Ling held her forehead and communicated with Bai Xiaopup in her mind, looking relaxed, "What's wrong?"

Bai Xiaopeng told her what happened last night word for word.

"... Mr. Xie lost a lot of blood essence in order to save the leader of the Yun Sect."

The curvature of the corners of Ran Ling's mouth slowly disappeared, her eyes lowered, her long eyelashes covering her eyes, making it impossible to see her emotions.

"How is he?"

Bai Xiaopup paused for a moment after hearing his master's tone, then said after careful consideration: "It's not a serious problem." Ran Ling breathed out, "Let him do whatever he wants, and you protect him."

"Ok."

She paused for a few seconds, "But tell him, next time he loses a hair on his own initiative... his legs will be broken."

Bai Xiaopuppet: "..."

Master, it sounds like you are willing to give it up.

He said politely, "Yes, Master."

Ran Ling did not speak to Xie Heng, and cut off the call with an expressionless face, then turned around and started to contact Fu Zao.

**
In the quiet and dark woods, Fu Zao followed Bi Chen carelessly.

I've been walking to this damn place for two or three days.

He was so depressed that he wished he could light up a fire and burn the whole place down.

While he was depressed, a leaf flew out from his body and stood firmly on his shoulder, his skeletal eyes glowing.

He exclaimed softly, "Damn! Little one, you're going to scare me to death!"

The man in front of him paused slightly and seemed to glance sideways at him.

"You are so relaxed, Fu Zhuo."

The smiling and joking female voice came faintly from the little leaf, and when Fu Zao heard it, he felt a chill.

Fu Zhuo: "!!!"

Didn't she ask him to stay here to investigate?
What's going on with this weird and scary tone? Hey!

Who messed with her?

Fu Zao shuddered inexplicably, and after a quick mental calculation, he decided to take a preemptive strike, "You're still talking about me, haven't you considered that I'm a person who lived ten thousand years ago? I'm a newbie here and I'm not familiar with the place. I'm lost now. What's wrong? ?!”

"..."

"waste!"

Fu Zhao: "..."

Ran Ling said: "Pull the dust away from the leaves, I want to talk to him."

Fu Zhao: "..."

He stepped forward and patted Baochen on the shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Bichen stopped, his eyes fell on his shoulders, and he looked up at him.

"Master of banishing dust."

Ran Ling's voice came calmly.

Baichen paused, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Ran Donor?"

"Master, are you still investigating the Yunzong curse?"

Bichen didn't hide anything, "Yes."

"Is there any progress?"

"...I can only say that I found some clues."

Ran Ling said calmly: "It's too late. Someone in Yunzong couldn't hold on last night. I have a way to forcibly cut off this curse. You cooperate with me."

She didn't care before because she didn't want to care. She wasn't a very kind person. She had traveled through so many worlds and had seen countless lives and deaths. Her temperament had long been very cold.

But now...it can only be said that she has touched her bottom line.

A trace of surprise flashed across Bichen's face. He clearly knew how troublesome this curse was, but she actually had a way... This senior really surprised him every time.