Misidentifying his own father: the supernatural son, the spiritual doctor mother

Chapter 302 You Look Very Collectible 【6】

Nangong Chenyan was left to deal with Ziyi's affairs. Before that, Lin Xiaoling felt that it was necessary to have a good talk with Dugu Lan.

She is always unwilling to lose this younger brother, and she cherishes this brother-sister relationship very much. She also knows that it is not easy for him to grow up, but sympathy is not love, and his excessive dependence on her is not necessarily the relationship between a man and a woman.

It's just that everyone knows that the relationship between a man and a woman is the longest feeling in this world. Once a man and a woman are together, they most hope to be together forever.

She didn't deny Xiao Lan's feelings for her, but she couldn't return the same feelings, she had to let him know.

In her eyes, Dugu Lan is just a clingy child, not much different from Xiao Xiaoling in her eyes, but she can still love him as she loves Xiao Xiaoling.

Dugulan was in the sky prison, Lin Xiaoling knew that there were some things he had to solve, so she waited for him outside the sky prison, she didn't want her appearance to make him change his decision.

Yan was rotten to death, and Dugu Lan was almost appreciative, watching the murderer who ruined him in the past and gave him a miserable childhood, rotting away inch by inch in front of him, from skin to flesh to bone, and then Turned into a puddle of mud, and let out a final wail: "Give me some rotting corpse grass, Xiao Lan, give me some rotting corpse grass, I know you are the kindest!"

Kind?

If there is any kindness left in his life, he may not survive.

Dugu Lan looked at the slowly dwarfing figure with icy eyes, and finally felt that the suppressed past in her heart was being released bit by bit.

Finally, the smoke disappeared, and the hardest-to-corrode head turned into a skeleton, then cracked little by little, and finally only powder remained.

"Bring me a jar and put him in it." Dugu Lan ordered to the jailer.

Looking back, the jailer was so frightened that he peed his pants. Faced with such a terrifying scene, few people could calm down.

Dugu Lan didn't blame him. When he killed someone for the first time, he also peed in his pants in the middle of the night.

Different from others, he can always be very strong in front of others, and will never show weakness, otherwise, he will be like the children with him, and finally changed from being banned from smoking to being thrown on a mass grave corpse.

I found a suitable jar by myself, took a small shovel and rotted the cigarette into a soft, fleshy powder with a disgusting and rotten smell, put it into the jar, covered it, and then Dugu Lan stepped forward and patted the jailer on the shoulder slowly: "Thanks for your hard work!"

He walked out slowly, when the jailer suddenly screamed and patted himself on the shoulder desperately.

It was really disgusting, that person's hand just touched the pile of bloody powder, and now it actually touched his shoulder. He almost wanted to cut off his shoulder and throw it away.

Lin Xiaoling watched Dugu Lan come out with the pot in her hands, and the pot still gave off a pungent rotten smell. As a doctor, she naturally knew exactly what rotten things she smelled.

"You brought him out?" But her face was calm.

After a person has been suppressed for a long time, it is indeed easy to do something different from ordinary people, so no matter what Xiaolan wants to do, she can understand it.

"Sister, can you go somewhere with me?" Dugu Lan looked at her expressionlessly.

"Okay, I'll go with you." Lin Xiaoling took his hand, not minding that his other hand was holding the most disgusting thing in the world.

(End of this chapter)