Fantasy: At the beginning, the saint girl was tricked into joining the Demon Cult!

Chapter 689 Hatred

Yun Lan was stunned for a moment, and her face flushed immediately, "Don't blame you? What kind of hatred, what kind of resentment, to be so ignorant of pity and pity..."

If the words of Lianxiang Xiyu came from other women, it might still be normal.

But it was quite surprising to hear it from Yunlan's mouth at this time.

"Then I will be more gentle from now on." Jiang Xuan said.

Yun Lan gave Jiang Xuan a light hammer, but then followed Jiang Xuan to the inside.

The next day, when Jiang Xuan woke up, Yun Lan was no longer there. He washed up and went outside to prepare.

After Luo Xian'er put down her breakfast, she didn't leave for a long time.

Jiang Xuan smiled and said, "Sister Xian'er, is there anything else going on?"

Luo Xian'er gritted her silver teeth, and she said, "You better go."

"Let's go? Stop making trouble... If I go, where will I go? At least I have to wait for Yunlan to go with me." Jiang Xuan said.

Luo Xian'er sighed, and didn't say anything more, but took out some small items and put them on the table.

This is a pair of chopsticks, and a porcelain bottle, which seems to be some sauce.

Jiang Xuan opened the porcelain bottle and smelled it, only to find that there was chive flower sauce inside.

Immediately, he whetted his appetite. After mashing the fish with chopsticks, he mixed it with the rice, and then poured some chive flower sauce on it. It tasted amazing.

"Sister?" Jiang Xuan yelled everywhere, but found no trace of Yun Lan, so he had to come to practice under the Raksha girl's door first, and the Raksha girl was obviously prepared, and taught some things that Jiang Xuan had never seen before. ability.

"You have a good talent, and the attribute of vitality is very suitable for practicing some yin-qi-deep exercises." Rakshasa said.

Looking at the Rakshasa girl in the wheelchair, Jiang Xuan clasped his fists and said, "It's thanks to Yun Lan and senior for their guidance."

"Tips? Heh... No matter how much you give advice, it's not as much as your father gave you." Rakshasa smiled even more happily.

Jiang Xuan's heart tightened, he put his hands in his arms, but found that he didn't know when it started, the ghost killing order was gone!

"You're looking for this, right?" Rakshasa took out the ghost killing order.

Jiang Xuan's expression suddenly became even uglier.

And Rakshasa took out a glass bottle, which contained Feng Xiaolian's soul!

Feng Xiaolian struggled hard, but couldn't break free from the shackles of the glass bottle, Jiang Xuan said: "You, let her go!"

"Let go of her? Then go back and report to your father?" Rakshasa said, eyes full of disdain for Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan clenched his fists, and he said, "I also have difficulties, and I really want to help you and Yun Lan."

"Why are you still lying to me?" At this time, Yun Lan came out from the dark, tears streaming down her face, and she looked at Jiang Xuan in disbelief.

Jiang Xuan was dumbfounded, he didn't expect that he finally got together with Yun Lan, but ended up like this in the end.

Jiang Xuan said: "Sister Yunlan, I really like you...I am..."

"But, you are my son who killed my father and my enemy, and you are his son! If you had told me earlier, I..."

"You will kill me, right..." Jiang Xuan lowered his head, his expression extremely ugly.

Yun Lan's tears fell, and she said decisively: "Yes..." As soon as these words came out, Jiang Xuan's whole body seemed to be drained of strength.

He took a deep breath: "Yes, I admit, originally I was using my sister... But sister, it's true that I like you, I am willing to give up my identity and everything about Dayan for you... ...but you have to trust me, I really want to help you."

"You don't need to help me, your death is the greatest help to me." Yun Lan appeared with a Zhanshen knife in her hand.

Looking at the silver sword, Jiang Xuan sighed and closed his eyes, "You can do it, but I hope... you can let my aunt go."

He closed his eyes and opened his hands, as if waiting to die.

Just when he raised his hands, two bottles were caught out of his pocket, and a suction force was generated in Rakshasa's hands, and the bottles were immediately pulled over.

She sniffed it, and her expression changed: "Zhuyan Pill and Limb Reconstruction Pill?"

As soon as these words came out, the sword in Yun Lan's hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

Her lips pursed, her eyes widened: "Jiang Xuan, you..."

"I wanted to give it to you from the beginning, but I know... If I take out these two bottles of medicine, my identity will be exposed. I am very afraid... I am afraid that after you know my identity, you will turn against me. Then I can only continue to deceive you, if I can... I am willing to lie to you forever." Jiang Xuan laughed at himself, he shook his head, "Unfortunately, I am a stupid liar..."

"Even if you treat my niece sincerely, you are an enemy of the country, and you are not fake at all, and you are still the prince's third son." Rakshasa girl's eyes softened, "Don't worry, it depends on where you got this magic medicine. Come on, I will give you a good time."

As she spoke, a sickle appeared in Rakshasa's hand, and she threw the sickle at Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan didn't look at the sickle from the beginning to the end, he just looked at Yun Lan, the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Sister, it's a pity... I can't see you recovering your beauty..."

"Grandma, don't!" An exclamation resounded throughout the night sky.

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In Tianquan City, Zhou Baoer is practicing in the house.

Today's Zhou Bao'er has completely digested the memory of Xuannv, so at this time, she also has a thorough understanding of the Nine Heavens Profound Goddess Skill and the neon clothes and feather clothes.

That piece of light gauze fluttered in her hand, it was more like dancing than practicing kung fu.

Suddenly, Lingluo broke when she entangled herself with a stone pier in the distance.

The stone chips that collapsed and flew past her made Bao'er panic. For some reason, she felt a sense of loss in her heart.

"Your Majesty." Hong Luan from a distance came over, saw Zhou Baoer who was in a daze, and hurried over to ask.

Zhou Baoer shook her head, and she said, "I'm fine, by the way... where is the prince?"

"She is currently in the barracks. He has been training soldiers these days. He will come back in a few days, maybe with the third son." Hong Luan said with a smile.

"The third child... It's been a month, and he has never left my side for more than a month." Zhou Baoer became more and more uneasy.

On Jiang Han's side, he was inspecting the daily progress of the soldiers. He took a mouthful of honeydew melon happily, and then looked at the soldiers around him, feeling very satisfied in his heart.

"Your Highness, someone brought you something from the west." A general came over.

Before Jiang Han could react, he cleaned up the honeydew melons on the table, wiped off the juice on his hands with a towel: "Put it here, I will read it... By the way, you asked the Painter to generalize today's military parade record Bring it to me."

"Yes." Pian Jiang said and left.

(End of this chapter)