Heir to the Celestial Master

Chapter 9 Han Qian Appears
"what!!!!!"

Hearing this shrill cry from the depths of her throat, Lan Weiwei could only look at a pair of pure white hands stretched out in the red mist, and looking up was Zhao Mei's terrifying face close at hand, with lumps of flesh and blood trembling with her, All the way down.

Lan Weiwei bit her tongue hard, suddenly felt her legs could move a little, turned around and started running.

The whistling wind blows in both ears, only the sound of my own heartbeat resounds in the world.

Zhao Mei, who was behind her, pursued persistently, what should she do.

Yes, she still has the little one to save her life, so she pulls the little one out.

He still rubbed his eyes, looked at everything in front of him, and immediately wanted to rush towards Alan, but was stopped by Lan Weiwei desperately, he ran over, what should he do.

"You have also seen that your son is in my hands now. If you take another step forward, I will kill him. If you don't believe me, come and try." Lan Weiwei violated her conscience and put the little boy on her arm. Pinched a bruise seal, of course, she used a special method to let Alan see it.

Zhao Mei looked like a devil crawling out of hell, her whole body was still like a dead body just now, after seeing the little one come out, after a little struggle, her appearance changed in a blink of an eye, she was demure and dignified again, Lan Weiwei knew that what she said worked Yes, Alan appeared.

"Son, come to Mommy quickly."

After the real Alan finished speaking, the little boy began to struggle. After all, Lan Weiwei only saw him, and his mother, Alan, was more familiar with him, struggling to run over.

"Don't think about wanting your son now, first make it clear whether Zhao Lian was killed by you."

Alan's face was twisted and deformed, and he was about to get angry again, Lan Weiwei raised the little one in front of his eyes: "Hey, you forgot your son again!"

Only then did Alan calm down: "Zhao Lian is a bitch, death is not a pity, hehe, only Zhao Mei is a fool, thinking about him every day, I'm sorry."

Lan Weiwei never thought that Alan would hate Zhao Lian so much.Perhaps it was because Zhao Lian had never been back to the old house. Ten years later, she finally seized the opportunity and killed Zhao Lian in an instant. step.

Just when she was about to turn around and run further away, Alan's whole body suddenly twisted unnaturally, and her hands pinched her forehead hard. Following her movements, pieces of rotting flesh quickly fell off the face that had just recovered from her body, hitting the ground. There were pools of blood stains, dazzling and compelling.

"Alan" yelled in disbelief, as if facing Lan Weiwei, or another soul in his body, yelling, "You are a bitch, you actually killed Zhao Lian, I'm going to kill your son now."

Lan Weiwei was in a bad mood, and sure enough, Alan and Zhao Mei merged together, and they were still entangled until they died.

The little one in his hand, seeing Zhao Mei appearing, immediately stopped crying and hid behind Lan Weiwei.Lan Weiwei also let go of her hands, and the little boy fell on her lap, and Lan Weiwei began to run desperately.

While running, she secretly sighed to her mother, Lan Shi, who was a child, and thinking of Lan Shi, Lan Weiwei touched the jade pendant on her chest, and found a hard jade ring.Venus popped out of Lan Weiwei's eyes.That's right, she still has the jade pendant that Lan's left her to ward off evil spirits, but she never took it out.

Taking out the jade pendant, she silently recited the heart sutra to stabilize her soul, and Lan Weiwei expressed that she was ready to witness the magical moment.

The jade pendant was thrown up, and Lan Weiwei's body was carried straight into the air by the jade pendant. Lan Weiwei was proud, and before she could make any further moves, she suddenly fell her head down, and her feet fell to Alan's feet.

"Alan" giggled, resounding above her head, Lan Weiwei threw a mouthful of mud, and almost buried her face in the soil, should I be so pitted.

"Alan"'s arms stretched out longer and longer, the tip of Lan Weiwei's nose could almost see the faint white bones after the skin fell off, and gently brushed her face, a stench wafted over, the arm that was pinching her neck, It abruptly changed its direction and stretched directly towards Lan Weiwei's rear legs.

Lan Weiwei was taken aback, she thought it was Zhao Mei's Alan's soul who wanted to slap herself to death first, and then take the little one away, but she didn't realize that Alan still had the upper hand and took control of her body.She stretched out her arms to hug the little one, and the whole floating body returned to normal, hugging the little one and patting and coaxing her non-stop.

Zhao's old house, a gas station one mile away.

A modern off-road vehicle was parked at a gas station in the wilderness. It was the middle of the night, and the staff of the gas station filled the car with 200 yuan of oil indiscriminately, and took all the oil guns from the gas station away.

Han Yisong was so angry that he almost rushed up to argue with them. The 200 yuan of gas was not even 70 yuan, so he just took the oil gun away, and Han Qian stopped him.He spoke softly, his voice was hoarse, but it didn't affect Han Yisong's hearing.

"Yisong, let's go, it's too late, and the surrounding area is not peaceful."

Han Yisong suddenly looked like a punctured ball, and he got into the car immediately. He wanted to start the car, and called Han Qian: "Come in quickly, you make my heart shudder."

Han Qian shook her head and got into the car. When the car turned to the national road, suddenly a yard in the distance was suddenly brightly lit. Han Qian frowned, and hurriedly supported the steering wheel that Han Yisong was about to run away.

"Yisong, let's go there and have a look."

Han Yisong was really helpless towards his cousin, several times when he was with him, he would go to the dark road several times.Besides, she did him a great favor this time, how could he refuse on the way back to City A.

Han Yisong stomped his feet, slammed on the accelerator, and drove towards the direction Han Qian was pointing at.

Zhao's old house.

Lan Weiwei was still following Alan in a ghostly manner, but she didn't expect Alan to take over the little one, but she was not in a hurry at all, and she didn't have the frightening face that was out of control just now. Let me ask, is it really good for a Piao to change his face so repeatedly? .

Holding the little girl A Piao, Lan Weiwei finally confirmed that she was the real Alan, as long as the little boy was with her, she would not go crazy, and what Lan Weiwei had to guard against at this time was another Zhao Mei who was on the verge of collapse.

In the quiet night of ancient times, the six of Zhao Tong were still in the ancestral hall, shaking together and waiting for the dawn.

Lan Weiwei didn't have a clue for a while, so she had to follow Alan around the yard, losing her leg.

The sound of opening the door softly pierced Lan Weiwei's eardrum like a needle. Who dared to open the gate of Zhao's ancient house? Didn't you see her working hard inside? Of course she would not admit it was herself The technique is not at home.

Two people came in.

Seeing the living people, Lan Weiwei felt more worried than seeing Ah Piao running around in the yard, she just wanted to yell at them and get out of here, but she didn't see any living ghosts in the old house.

But the one who just came in had a masculine face, but a little lack of courage, rubbing his arms and rubbing them non-stop, and he was wearing a set of shorts in autumn, he deserved to be frozen to death.

The person behind is wearing a suit, looks like an elite, Lan Weiwei's face is indifferent, and his heart is roaring, TM are two weak chickens, they can be said to be superior in city A, TM came here to act wildly, I didn't see my old lady here .

She couldn't shout, so she could only go behind a pillar, took a small stone, lifted the weight, put it down again, and picked up another one, so the stone in her hand hit one of them in a parabola.

In an instant, one person was killed, and Han Yisong, who was lying on the ground, expressed his innocence, and was shot as soon as he entered the door.

Han Yisong, who covered his forehead, handed over the job of opening the way to Han Qian.

Lan Weiwei looked at a man behind him who was not surprised by honor or disgrace, and was amazed, he was even more handsome than the young man just now, Lan Weiwei's eyes were boiling, hehehe.

Lan Weiwei just wanted to hide her figure, but felt that the man who came in from behind glanced inexplicably at the direction where she was hiding.Lan Weiwei didn't see anything dazzled, she did take a look, and walked towards the center of the old house while observing.

What is he observing, Lan Weiwei doesn't understand.

(End of this chapter)