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Ji Hao said: "I am not interested in good shows."

"Really angry?" Xiao Lan glanced back at him, but he was a little funny, "I just fainted you once with the medicine, it doesn't hurt or itchy, it's also worth anger? Lu Mingyu almost lost his life, again He was seriously injured and poisoned, so he still obeyed me."

Ji Hao was blocked and went back and wanted to say something, but Xiao Lan had already turned around and got out of the bedroom, without any intention of waiting for him.

...

Ji Hao's face was covered with frost, his fists were tightly clenched, but in the end he still followed.

It's not that he wants to follow, but he has to follow.

There is no light on the road ahead. For himself, the only bargaining chip that can break the siege is to cling to Xiao Lan and bewitch him to kill Lu Mingyu.

He has no choice.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Xiao Lan smiled, but deliberately slowed down, waiting for him to catch up.

Ji Hao's tone eased a little: "Where are you going to watch a good show?"

Xiao Lan said: "Li Mansion."

"Li Mansion?" Ji Hao said, "there is already occupied by the sects of the Jianghu sect, a group of mobs, what good things can there be?"

"The three heads are still capable of surpassing Zhuge Liang." Xiao Lan leaped up a tree, "Speaking of which you may not believe it, the Li Mansion was haunted last night."

Ji Hao frowned: "Haunted?"

"Here, look." Xiao Lan leaned against the tree branch, raising his chin to motion to him, "He who digs his eyes and digs his heart out, 80% is still a ghost."

Ji Hao followed his line of sight and saw that Li's Mansion was indeed much messier than ever before, and it was noisy and misty.

Xiao Lan said: "I only found out this morning. It's ridiculous. These people pushed the government back with the title of'Jianghu's Jianghu' when the Li Mansion was murdered and set on fire. There was something strange but they cried again. Yelling to report to the officer."

Naturally, the government will not control it. On the one hand, it is the so-called "the world is going on." Second, Lu Zhun is a member of Wen Liunian. After receiving his suggestion, the official will not work against him anymore. After all, as long as the people in the city are stable and safe, this group will not know what to do. Wherever he came from, he likes to fight and kill the arrogant people, the government is too lazy to even take a look, happy to hide away.

"Does the government control it?" Ji Hao asked.

"Naturally not." Xiao Lan said, "Therefore, the courageous school can no longer resist and leave first. After all, staying in the city is to make a fortune, not to die."

Ji Hao still has little interest: "This is what you call a'good show'?"

"A group of people who are greedy for life and fear of death are gone, and these people who are left are not dead for money." Xiao Lan continued, "But no matter how courageous, it does not mean that they will be willing to wait for ghosts in the house. Second time, so they will definitely take the initiative."

Ji Hao frowned slightly, as if thinking about what he meant by "taking the initiative". Everyone knows that the only purpose of this group of people in the city is the red lotus cup. Now they have no idea about everything. Even if they want to make a move, how can they have a goal?

Xiao Lan said again: "Don't tell me, at this moment, I'm afraid it will be the most proud time in their lives."

Ji Hao disdain: "A group of ebony ruffians, how proud of it?"

"Before they were small fishes and shrimps, and I didn’t expect to be able to rise above others and make a fuss. But this time it’s different. There are so many people gathered together with the same goals, all day long, thinking about the good days of making a fortune in the future, and dreaming of beautiful dreams. I made a happy one, and the whole person floated up. Now that another brother has died, maybe they will still have a bit of tragic and vigorous feeling in their hearts." Xiao Lan said, "Every hero wants to do it, and the ruffian is no exception. ."

"So?" Ji Hao looked at him.

"Either pack up the bedding and return to the hometown, and be the king of the cottage who can't eat or die from starvation; or he will spare his life, grab the red lotus cup, clean the Mingyue tomb, and be happy and happy from now on." Xiao Lan said, "Leave at this time. They are all for the latter purpose. And the only thing in the city that has something to do with the red lotus bulb is the Mingyue Tomb, and the other is Lu Mingyu. Rumors have long been spreading that if there is no red lotus bulb, the same is true of getting Lu Mingyu. ."

Ji Hao asked, "Where did you hide Lu Mingyu?"

Xiao Lan smiled: "I would ask you to be a bit more twisted and tortuous, so straightforward?"

Ji Hao's expression did not change, and he continued to look at the Li Mansion in the distance: "When I met the first time, I said I was going to kill him, did you hide it?"

"I can't bear it." Xiao Lan raised his eyebrows. "He is beautiful and gentle. He is the person who follows me the most in the world for so many years."

Ji Hao sneered: "You are really crazy."

"I don't remember the old." Xiao Lan said, "I am amnesia. If you are lucky enough to find someone who is pleasing to the eye, your life will continue."

He spoke very lightly, but Ji Hao was choked out by him.

In fact, since seeing Xiao Lan’s first side this time, the other party’s reaction has always been a little...unspeakable. There is no doubt and rejection as expected, but he accepts it and leaves himself by his side. His attitude was neither lukewarm nor cold, and he would mention the three words'Lu Mingyu' from time to time to remind himself of how nice and gentle he is.

This kind of performance is really not like a few years ago, even if he sacrificed everything, he would have to take Lu Mingyu away to fly high, double stay and double fly. It’s completely like a change of person-selfish, moody, like a different person. Rejected, but it was like repelling a thousand miles away, only wrapping himself firmly in a shell of copper and iron walls.

Ji Hao felt that in the future, he might have to work hard to deal with this person.

Xiao Lan suddenly said, "Why don't you do me a favor?"

"What?" Ji Hao asked.

Xiao Lan said, "These arena people are already crazy, but I can't leave Mingyue Tomb."

Ji Hao mocked: "You have a conscience."

Xiao Lan said calmly: "I think so too."

"What's busy?" Ji Hao didn't want to talk with him.

Xiao Lan stretched out his hand and pointed: "Go to the teahouse opposite and stare at this Li Mansion compound for me to see what they will do next."

"Only this?" Ji Hao glanced at him.

"Otherwise?" Xiao Lan held his shoulders and led some people down the tree. "Now I have a quarrel with my aunt and become a lonely family, so you naturally want to help me."

"Then what are you going to do?" Ji Hao asked, "Looking for Lu Mingyu again?"

"I'm going to find auntie." Xiao Lan said, "The situation is critical. She can tell the priorities. She shouldn't be in conflict with me again at this time. Just do what I say."

Looking at him as he took it for granted, Ji Hao felt a little displeased, but he didn't say much. He just pushed his shoulders all the way upstairs and sat at the table in front of the window.

Perhaps it was because of asking for something, Xiao Lan's attitude towards him was much better. He ordered a table full of fragrant tea and snacks before turning around and leaving.

As Ji Hao watched his back disappear all the way, he raised his head and poured a half pot of herbal tea with one sigh of relief.

Xiao Lan did not return to Mingyue's tomb, but turned back to the vicinity of the teahouse, hiding in the dark.

The sun gradually slanted to the west, and by the time of dinner, there were a little more people on the street. Ji Hao was still sitting by the window, and the teapot in front of him was a newly-fired Jiran Danxia, ​​red and bright, and the white-clothed young man behind him was particularly eye-catching.

When the disciple of Mingyue Tomb who happened to be passing by saw it, he hurried back two steps, rubbed his eyes and looked at it for a long time, then turned around and ran all the way to report the incident to Aunt Gui.

Xiao Lan counted the time in his heart, took a hat from the small stall, and went back to the teahouse to buckle the hat on Ji Hao's head, and pulled the person to his feet: "Go!"

"What happened?" Ji Hao asked.

"Leave here first." Xiao Lan pulled him and stepped on the railing and jumped directly into the street.

First, "Kang Dang" fell off a large piece of wooden railing, and then two people jumped down. The people were shocked. When the reaction came, the two figures in black and white had reached the end of the long street.

"Ghost!" Someone yelled in a loud voice—it was the disciple of Chao Muya who had been arranged by Xiao Lan in advance, disguised as a woodcutter, with three voices.

The city has been in chaos lately, and the people were already in fear. They heard that the Li Mansion had a murder case last night, and there was another ghost this time, but they all lived together. Shouting and crying for a while, too busy to run home. The people from the rivers and lakes in the Li Mansion heard the movement, and after asking for a long time, they heard clearly. They said that two people had just rushed out of the city, one in black and one in white.

As he was talking, another eyeliner from the city reported that he did not know what had happened to the Mingyue Tomb. Suddenly, many people were killed and left the city.

I thought that the young master of Mingyue Tomb had recently led Lu to chase, and I don't know how many times he walked in the city. The black and white appearance was Zhou Zheng, and he could attract Mingyue Tomb to come out.

So many sects in the arena were also on their heads, rushing over with swords and swords, for fear that they would not be able to touch the red lotus cup when it was too late.

The wind whispered in the ears, there was a lot of residual ice on the mountain road, and the two did not go smoothly. Ji Hao took a lot of effort to get away from him, and said angrily: "Are you crazy?"

Xiao Lan said, "Auntie wants to kill me."

"What did she kill you for?" Ji Hao moved his wrist a bit. "Just now he was still saying that he would go back to the Mingyue Tomb."

"See it for yourself." Xiao Lan led him to a high place.

There is indeed a lot of people killing on the mountain road not far away.

"You believe it now?" Xiao Lan said, "Keep running?"

Ji Hao still shook his head: "I don't believe Aunt Gui wants to kill you."

"Believe it or not, you can't risk your life." Xiao Lan's shot was like a gust of wind, and suddenly he tapped his acupuncture point.

"What are you doing?" Ji Hao said angrily, defenseless, "Let me go!"

"Auntie even kills me, and will let you go." Xiao Lan smiled, put him on his shoulders with one hand, and continued to run towards a high place, not long before reaching the edge of a cliff.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Ji Hao couldn't move, bloodshot in his eyes.

Xiao Lan asked, "Have you ever heard of Ecstasy Formation?"

Ji Hao was startled, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

"You are right. Auntie won't kill me." Xiao Lan held his shoulder and pushed him to the edge of the cliff, "offended."

Ji Hao suddenly opened his eyes.

"Don't worry." Xiao Lan smiled in his ear and shot the person off the cliff with a palm.

Ji Hao seemed to hear three words before he lost consciousness.

"Can't die."