I'm being watched by a sword

Chapter 389

Thousands of miles of snow.

In the scorched depression, Lu Shan picked up the chopped black gold wood and put it in the system package.

Then he walked out of the depression without encountering any obstacles, so he had doubts in his heart:
"There seems to be no abnormality here except Hei! But those Snow Wind Bewitching Girls? What are they afraid of?"

Until he walked out of the scorched black depression and stepped onto the white snow, he still had no accidents.

Such an abnormality made him feel uneasy: "Did I encounter strange and unknown things?"

Thinking like this, my mood became more and more anxious.

The Bing Xin Jue operates slowly, gradually cooling and refreshing the bottom of the heart, relieving restlessness and boredom.

Lu Shan looked up.

Looking at the gray sky, there are no stars and no moon in the quiet night.

Looking around again, it was all snow and white.

The ground was covered with ice and snow, and he couldn't tell the direction. He was at a loss and sighed, "Where am I going?"

There is no way, he can only walk forward in a certain direction he thinks, without looking back.

And not long after he left, the wind and snow remained behind him, and the scorched black depression that was not covered with white snow was soon covered by heavy snow and melted into the vast white snow field.

...

Hall of Seven Sages.

Piandian Medical Hall, a convalescent room.

In the darkness, Sheng Yuanfang opened his squinted eyes, rubbed his drowsy head, and sighed, "Finally I've come back to life!"

These days, he felt as if he was living in "hell", his consciousness was driven to the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, he was huddled in fear, and his body was completely out of control.

"What happened to me these days?"

"Could it be that I was controlled by a demon? But why didn't I lose consciousness and still clearly feel what happened?"

"Could it be spiritual possession? I was taken by a holy weapon or a fairy?"

Thinking about it, he touched his chubby face, and said to himself: "I am so handsome, it really is extraordinary!"

According to legend, whether it is a holy artifact or a fairy-level foreign race, spiritual possession is based on appearance, and only those who are middle-aged and beautiful can be selected by it.

Just at this time, the medical girl inspected the convalescent room.

Just as I was about to open the door to come in, I heard a certain patient's shameless remarks.Immediately, the evil waves in my heart rolled endlessly, and then I felt like vomiting to relieve the discomfort in my heart.

After listening outside the door for a long time, she pushed the door lightly and walked in, thinking: "Oh my God, this fat man is too narcissistic!"

Although she was extremely uncomfortable with Sheng Yuanfang's narcissism, the medical lady showed a big smile with professional ethics, and asked softly: "This patient, is there any discomfort?"

Upon hearing the question, Sheng Yuanfang looked at the doctor at the door and said, "I'm fine, I don't feel any discomfort."

The medical lady nodded to him, and slowly exited the convalescent room, still not forgetting to smile in her heart: "It's surprising that this fat man loses his eyes when he laughs, and is so narcissistic!"

The doctor girl didn't know it at all, and Sheng Yuanfang also commented on her in his heart:
"Well, this medical girl doesn't look good."

"The oval face is too popular, it's really unattractive; the waist is too thin and the buttocks are too small, so you can't bear a son; your walk is artificial and wriggling, it's really awkward!"

"Overall, I can't see it, it's too eye-catching!"

Sure enough, strange people have their own aesthetic taste, ordinary people can't understand them, of course, don't try to understand or change them.

After the doctor girl left, Sheng Yuanfang fell in love with himself for a while before closing his eyes and falling asleep. In his dream, he saw his little wife, Lan Biluo.

The corner of his mouth was drooling, and he looked like a big brother, raving again and again: "Biluo is still delicious, hehehe..."

Lan Biluo, who was far away in Wanqing City, was standing by the window, touching her newly swollen belly, thinking of her husband who traveled far away, and quite agreed with her husband's point of view in the dream.

...

Flower context.

The night was as cool as water and filled with mist.

On the Lake of Flowers, Lan Shiqi closed her eyes and stood on the surface of the slightly rippling lake.

Suddenly, she didn't know what to think of, and cursed:
"Dou, a bunch of filthy bastards, what a good fight, I have to go back to that stinking man's lair to kill my aunt and grandma."

"Fortunately, there are more girls in the third group, otherwise I really couldn't bear the stench!"

From the villa by the lake, a middle-aged woman came out, with long hair fluttering, and a graceful figure, holding a long sword in her hand, and scolded: "Shiqi must not speak foul language!"

Hearing the scolding, Lan Shiqi stuck out her lilac tongue, walked towards the woman in a few steps, bent down to salute, and said with a smile: "Auntie, your old man's retreat is over!"

The middle-aged woman looked at the playful and lovely Lan Shiqi, she felt a little comforted as she had no children, and said with a smile:
"The retreat is not over, it's just that something happened to the Sword Academy, I have to go and have a look."

"And the organization also fought with the old government army. Although I didn't lead the army to fight, but as a paid member, I still have to go back and have a look when I receive the organization's summoning order."

The middle-aged woman's name is Lan Xiruo, and she was once an important member of the Lan family of Jianyuan.

But I don't know why he joined a new force later, so he no longer obeyed the orders of the Lan family, but the Sword Academy occasionally helped a little.

The Flourishing Context is the inheritance left to her by Lan Xiruo's father. When she has nothing to do, she stays here all the year round.

Lan Shiqi nodded, frowning tightly, and asked:
"Auntie, do you think those people are full?"

"Just because of the question of whether to give way or not, there was a fight? That's all, and it turned into a local war! Now it's even more exaggerated, directly declaring a full-scale war. I feel that the organization is crazy!"

Lan Xiruo shook her head, said with a wry smile, "What do little girls know about movies?"

After a short pause, she suddenly smiled and said, "Last time you said that Lan Shaoqing didn't even know you?"

Lan Shiqi chuckled, and said, "That's right, that guy is weak and ignorant, not even half as good as Lu Shan, really embarrassing to the Lan family!"

Lan Xiruo frowned, and her voice was a little harsh: "Don't belong to the Lan family all the time, we are not from the Lan family of Jianyuan anymore, you have to distinguish clearly."

Lan Shiqi pouted, apparently not agreeing with her aunt's words, after all, she lived in a relatively warm atmosphere since she was a child, and had never experienced the cruelty of strife within the family.

Lan Xiruo shook her head, her gaze became deep and distant, and she thought:
"Father's death, I must investigate clearly. He was a person who stepped into the immortal level with one foot, but he was killed by a group of mere half-immortal aliens. No one can believe it!"

"If some people really persecuted my father for the sake of being in power, I will definitely make them pay with blood!"

Lan Shiqi felt Lan Xiruo's murderous intent, her whole body turned cold, and said to herself: "Auntie, this murderous intent is released quite suddenly, what is she thinking?"

She couldn't figure it out, so she didn't want to, and asked maliciously:
"Auntie, shouldn't it be time to start?"

"You are the person in charge of the three groups. If you are not here, they will mess up. Maybe they will make some troubles by then?"

Lan Xiruo glanced at her own niece, she knew exactly what she was thinking, and said sharply:
"If you really want to go to the battlefield, you will be honest with me!"

"You must obey the command and don't act indiscriminately. When you really make something happen on the battlefield, I can't save you, aunt, you know?"

Lan Shiqi stuck out her tongue, and said with a smile: "Got it, got it."

Seeing her nonchalant look, Lan Xiruo knew that it would be useless to say what she said, so she could only pay more attention to her at that time.

(End of this chapter)