The Harem Rescue Project

Even if Sister Lin is dead, her soul should belong to her.

Xiao Lanle looked at the jade slip with the same heart knot hanging in her hand, and slowly squeezed it tightly, just as she was selfish and selfish, even if Lin Qianshuang really died, she would not allow her to drink Mengpo soup and forget everything. .

Shark appeared on the suspension bridge over the misty mountains. There was a red sedan chair that did not touch the ground, floating and moving strangely. A man in black was walking in front of the sedan chair with a holy spirit flag, holding a magical instrument bell in his hand, as if Leading the way.

The man in black is a bit familiar.

Xiao Lanle’s soft and beautiful spiritual eyes showed cold light, **** pinched a ray of sword energy to seep out of the long sword on the table, the spiritual sword flew horizontally from the air and fell in front of her feet, poking her with the hilt quite spiritually. The corner of her clothes motioned her to walk with the sword.

Why is this frustrated mood? Compared to before, she is no longer the original Xiao Lanle.

The current Xiao Lanle is destined to be the head of the Penglai Immortal Clan, a person who can hold the fate of human cultivation in his hands.

She sat on the spirit sword neatly and touched the cool body of the sword, her beautiful face was flying, and her lips raised: "Su Wen, let's go together and bring the senior sister back."

His sight was obscured in pitch black.

Lin Qianshuang only felt that her whole body was shaking back and forth, as if she was on a carriage. She reached out and touched the darkness in front of her eyes, a light came out from the gap in the edge, and she felt a soft piece in her hand. Of silk cloth.

She lifted the silk cloth and held it in her hand. The fine red cloth was embroidered with exquisite festive patterns and there were golden tassels hanging down. It was a red head cover for marriage.

The daylight from the embroidered mandarin duck curtain to the gloomy red sedan chair was a bit dazzling. Lin Qianshuang was wearing a set of luxurious red makeup sitting in the sedan chair. She wanted to stand up and walk around, but was caught by the magic charms from all directions and standing on the sedan chair. The ghost town in front of the curtain was forced to go back.

She lifted the window cloth on the sedan chair and looked outside. The surrounding area was white and the fog was surging and the scenery was indistinguishable, but the egret flying low in the clouds was very close to her.

She should be on a high mountain.

Lin Qianshuang judged in her heart that Xu Zheng was a disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and the matter of joining together was decided to proceed in two cases. Now she should be on the way to the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

After the monk died, the ancestral hall in the sect was withdrawn, and the disciple list was removed.

If Ming Marriage Yu Zongmen does not admit, then Chen Shangqing will definitely not take her soul to the Lingxiao Sword Sect, then she may be taken to a place at the foot of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Lin Qianshuang tried several times and didn't escape from the sedan chair. She tore off the heavy phoenix crown on her head and loosened her breathless and complicated coat, sitting casually half-length on the car.

Anyway, the hero is leading the way, if she wants to escape, she won't have a chance at all.

Might as well eat a plate of peanuts and red dates placed at her feet.

She glanced at the bowls and dishes under her feet, red dates round and round, peanuts white and fat.

Lin Qianshuang ate the jujube and found it too sweet, and then peeled a peanut and put it in his mouth to bite it. It was a little unexpected and relaxed and the taste was quite fragrant.

She felt that she could not finish it for a while, so she simply poured the whole plate into the storage jade slip. Anyway, it would be a waste to leave the peanuts in the sedan chair. It would be better to let her take it away and peel it off when she was in a good mood. She eats, she is worrying about the boringness of the marriage, and she has nothing to entertain.

A ray of innocence struck, and the brass bells hanging under the red tassels at the four corners of the sedan shook a few times.

Is someone coming?

Lin Qianshuang keenly felt the movement, the half-peeled peanut shell in her hand suddenly disappeared, and the shark beads fell against her face on her empty palm, and a hidden figure appeared in the air behind her. He hugged her from behind.

The shark beads on the palms of her palms reflected luster, and she could clearly see Xiao Lanle wearing a pink-white lotus-colored clothes, which looked gentle and dignified. Her exquisite curves clung to her back, like her arms. To rub her into his arms.

"Sister Xiao, are you safe from the trial of the head? That's good."

Lin Qianshuang smiled and slowly moved her body out of Xiao Lanle's arms, and was pulled back by her again.

She was caught off guard, and instead sat on her lap this time.

Lin Qianshuang was sitting and hugged by the other party as if he was a child, his face was a bit uncontrollable, and struggling to get down, said: "Junior sister, it's not appropriate..."

"Senior Sister, your voice is too loud, do you want to be heard by the people in black outside? If he finds out, then I can't save you."

Xiao Lanle's beautiful face was haggard, and her beautiful eyes stared at her side face motionlessly. After she spoke softly, she blew a breath on her cheek and looked at Lin. Qianshuang looked a little embarrassed. She seemed to be in a particularly good mood, with a teasing narrow smile on her face.

"..." Lin Qianshuang was a little speechless. Shaozhu was Liang Jingxuan's cheating artifact in the original text, so she didn't worry about Xiao Lanle being discovered at all, but this girl held her so tightly and couldn't hold her hand on her waist. Fumbled around in a regular manner, obviously wiping oil.

"Junior sister, stop making trouble, the current situation is not optimistic."

Lin Qianshuang was about to pull Xiao Lanle's hand over, and she turned her head to meet Xiao Lanle's face. She looked at her like a bearer who was in debt.

Xiao Lanle pressed her face to Lin Qianshuang’s neck as if she was acting like a baby, and said aggrieved: "Sister, I’m not allowed to call me Junior Sister in the future. I like you to call my name. If you have been called Junior Sister Junior Sister, I won’t let go. is you."

"..."

Lin Qianshuang raised her forehead, turned her face, and whispered a little reluctantly, "Xiao Lanle, let go."

"Qianshuang, look at what I call you two characters, but you call me three unfamiliar characters."

Xiao Lanle grievedly broke her fingers, her smart eyes condensed on Lin Qianshuang's speaking lips intently.

With the head on his shoulders slowly approaching her profile, Lin Qianshuang felt a little nervous for some reason, and tilted her body out unconsciously, and said with a dry smile: "Lan Le."

Xiao Lan's mouth slumped, and the double change placed on Lin Qianshuang's waist grabbed her neck, and her body slightly rose up, pretending to be sad and said: "Qianshuang, are you reluctant, the sect between us? The friendship is very human. You used to call these two words easy, but now, you can't even say a word of closeness?"

How could it be? She just thought it was so strange. It was just a name, and she hadn't called it before. Is it necessary to care about it?

Lin Qianshuang felt that the current atmosphere was too ambiguous, no matter how rough his nerves were, it was like a fireworks that was gradually heating up, about to explode into a wonderful ball in his heart.

She calmed down and shouted, "Lan Le."

"Not enough, just say it again."

"Lan..."

The word "Le" had not yet uttered, and was blocked by a very shallow kiss.

It's just a gentle touch between the lips, like marshmallows in summer, a bit soft and sweet.

Before Lin Qianshuang was ashamed, Xiao Lanle's lips moved up from the corners of her lips and kissed her eyebrows and temples softly. She maintained a dignified manner and movement, and did not arouse her disgust. And discomfort.

"I thought Senior Sister you were dead, so you are still alive and can touch..."

"The moment I knew the news of your death, I repeatedly asked myself, Dad is gone, Sister Sister, you are also gone, why did I leave the head of the trial alive, this world is empty, and I am the only one left."

Her eyes were like a spring of melting spirit in the early winter and snow, clear and pure and bright with vitality. At this moment, there were a little bit of tears in it, and it seemed that there was the sorrow of the flowers withered, which made people feel sad.

Xiao Lanle pretended to be sad and buried her head in Lin Qianshuang's arms, pretending to be weak, but thought in her heart:

The senior sister seems to be thinner. She is not as round and soft and cute as before. When you return to the sect, you should feed her well. It is best to feed her ten kilograms of fat.

While smelling the faint scent of Lin Qianshuang's body, she touched the back of the other's hand again, and said in a grieved voice: "Fortunately, I have found the senior sister again. Originally, I planned to collect the soul for the senior sister. , You are still alive, so good."

"Great, Qianshuang."

Lin Qianshuang looked at Xiao Lanle in sadness and weeping, her heart was also panicked.

The head was killed, and the sweetheart who had been in love with him was a scum, and his mother died young or was killed by his father. She was pregnant with Qibao and endured hostility and almost had schizophrenia. He was unwilling to hide by the city lord for revenge.

Xiao Lanle was afraid that she had walked the route of all the bitter characters.

She sighed, and bent her hand on Xiao Lanle's arm loosely, went around Xiao Lanle's back, patted her back comfortably, gave her a strong hug, and said softly: "Lan Le, if you think so, you would be wrong. If you also leave, then who will preside over the overall situation of Penglai Immortal Gate, can you really give the roots of the hard work and growth of the head to the group of people who look forward to the interests of the people? Kill the head? The murderer is still at large, and your path does not stop there."

Lin Qianshuang stared into Xiao Lanle’s eyes, put her shoulders on her shoulders seriously and surely, and said: "Lanle, you will become a good head, and you can become the best leader in the whole world of cultivation. He is the only Immortal League leader in this world!"

Xiao Lanle’s cry suddenly stopped. She raised her head and looked at Lin Qianshuang suspiciously, and said, “Shuangshuang, the sect of the human world intends to gather together to form an alliance, and the alliance association is named Xian. Meng, how did you know about this when you were not in the cultivation conference back then?"

Lin Qianshuang realized that he had lost his mouth, and responded very quickly: "I am from Tianshu City. There is no information in this world that I don't know."

Tianshu City.

It is Mu Weiyin this old monster again.

How could the intelligence of Tianshu City be so good? They all need to be exchanged at equal value.

Xiao Lanle remembered the ambiguous conversation between the two people he had heard in the head secret realm before, and her eyes darkened.

She took the silk paw and wiped her tears, peeled the peanuts she grabbed from Lin Qianshuang's hand and stuffed it into Lin Qianshuang's mouth that was still about to say a few words.

She didn't want to know at all, knowing all the information about the two of them.

Xiao Lanle sneered, Senior Sister, is your relationship with City Lord Tianshu so "good"?

The sudden peanut kernels made Lin Qianshuang too late to chew and got stuck in her throat. When she was lucky enough to force the peanut kernels out, the sedan chair stopped steadily.