【Fellow of the Patriarch of the Demonic Dao】Third Young Master Lan

This was the first time Lan Yusheng felt hopeless.

Maybe someone will help him avenge him, but now no one will come back to save him anyway.

Lan Yusheng hadn't done zero work for many years, and being suppressed in such a passive posture, he felt a feeling he hadn't seen for a long time.

Lan Yusheng couldn't help moaning, but the cloth stuffed in his mouth was suddenly taken away.

After stuffing it for so long, Lan Yusheng felt a burst of parched mouth.But before he could shut up, he was blocked again.

With his tongue raging in his mouth, Lan Yusheng thought intermittently: When he escapes, he must kill this guy a billion times, and then let his brother kill this guy a hundred million times. Millions of billions of billions of billions of billions of times, let Lessing and Wright Roo kill this guy another billion times of billions of times...

Lan Yusheng couldn't keep up with the rhythm a little bit, his breath was interrupted several times before he finished his breath, and tears gradually appeared in the corners of his eyes.

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After the last time, Lan Yusheng was completely paralyzed on the bed.He grabbed the cloth stuffed in his mouth and gasped for breath.

The man thoughtfully put on another piece of clothes for him, untied his forehead, and rubbed his wrist that had been rubbed with red marks due to violent struggle.He looked at Lan Yusheng who had red eyes and tears all over his face, and pinched his face.

"Lessing, you are looking for death..."

Even if they can't recognize the face and voice that are thousands of miles away from the original, if they still can't recognize after doing it, then they are in vain for being lovers for so many years.

Hearing his identity, Lessing pressed some of Lan Yusheng's acupuncture points and recovered his strength and spiritual power, pretending not to hear the next three words: "It's me, I'm here, are you happy? "

Lan Yusheng turned his head away and didn't want to pay attention to him, but saw Lessing holding the piece of jade with spatial fluctuations in front of him.

"Thank me. This piece of jade has a space of about one square meter in total, and it can also store spiritual power. The storage capacity is probably a little bit more than your current spiritual power. You can form a bond with it, and this thing recognizes the master , and you can call it out just by thinking about it.”

Lan Yusheng took the jade, bit his fingertips, and dripped blood on it.The blood was instantly absorbed by it, but the jade was still as white as snow.With a slight movement of the mind, the jade disappeared, and at the same time a cubic space appeared in the consciousness.

Lan Yusheng raised his eyebrows, for the sake of jade, he forgave Lessing.

Lan Yusheng hasn't fully grown yet, but she is already considered tall among ordinary people.Lessing's body was half a head taller than his. They sat on the same bed, and Lessing hugged him on his lap and sat on Lan Yusheng's acupuncture points gently.

Lan Yusheng was paralyzed on Lessing's body and hadn't recovered his strength yet.Looking at the curve of Lessen's jaw, there was no fluctuation in his voice: "Just wait when you return to the God Realm."

Lessing: "It's okay if you don't say it. Once you say it, I want to lock you up for a few more days, and then you will die without regret."

Lan Yusheng didn't want to hear anything about this matter, so he closed his eyes and ignored him.

Lessing didn't care about Lan Yusheng's indifference, and happily continued chatting with him.He didn't stop talking until he was slapped on the face by Lan Yusheng.

Served by the free massage machine, Lan Yusheng soon felt drowsy, and then she tilted her head and fell asleep completely.

The next day, noon.

Sitting up from the bed, the soreness in his body has completely subsided.Lan Yusheng sat cross-legged on the bed, and slowly input his spiritual power into the space.

This space can be torn apart at will, Lan Yusheng put Luo Bing into it.

Also put some silver.

He doesn't have a special knife for carving yet, and he plans to go to Gusu Lan's to ask for the best knife to carve that piece of jade.Half an hour later, [-]% of the spiritual power in his body was input into the space, and the whole space seemed to be covered with a thin layer of blue mist, beautiful and mysterious.

Lan Yusheng didn't want to stay in Yunmeng any longer, so when he got out of the inn, Yujian flew towards Yunshen.

Ten months later, Qiong Qi said.

Lan Yusheng landed softly, squatted down, and dug out a shiny object buried in the ground.

The pure silver color and the lifelike nine-petal lotus on Ling's body can be said to be the pinnacle of craftsmanship, but now it is covered with a layer of gray, and the tassels hanging underneath have been stained by mud.Jin Zixun crushed the box containing the bell, but did not destroy the bell inside.This silver bell was trampled on and sunk deep into the dust, but it was not damaged again.

Lan Yusheng brushed off the dust on it, and the bell returned to its dazzling silver color.

More than 100 corpses have been disposed of, but no one has cleaned up the blood and residual meat all over the floor.The blood had dried up into dark brown, and the whole valley was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Footsteps came from behind, Jiang Yanli stood two feet behind Lan Yusheng, bowed and said, "Mr. Tianqi."

Lan Yusheng nodded, walked up to her, and handed her the bell in his hand.

Jiang Yanli's hand that took the bell even trembled slightly, as if she couldn't stand anymore, she knelt down, tightly covered her mouth with one hand, tears rolled down her face.But the hand holding the bell was tightly held by her and placed on her heart.

No matter how hard he tried to hold back his crying, a heartbroken voice still came out from between his fingers.

Lan Yusheng didn't often see women cry, so he didn't know how to comfort her for a while.After all, any consolation pales in the face of something like this.

Seeing Jiang Yanli's trembling getting smaller and smaller, Lan Yusheng bent down and took out a small box from his sleeve.

"This is... Young Master Jin's full moon ceremony. I put a curse inside to protect him at critical moments."

Jiang Yanli opened the box, stroked the vivid embossed Venus and snow waves on the white jade ring, tears fell again.

This was carved by Lan Yusheng with the leftover material after carving the spirit stone at that time, and it contained [-]% of his spiritual power.Although it cannot be used directly, it can still withstand several fatal attacks for Jin Ling.As for the spirit stone, he carved it into a hollow jade tablet with the pattern of the other shore flower, which contained [-]% of his spiritual power.In addition, there are [-]% of the spiritual power in the remaining corner materials and some jade materials that can't be carved out, which he grinds into jade beads for future use.

It was supposed to be a full moon feast for everyone to celebrate together, but it has developed to the point where it is now, and I don't know whose fault it is.

Tomorrow is the day when Wen's siblings will go to Jinling Terrace to plead guilty, but Lan Yusheng feels uneasy.

It's not right to say that I'm uneasy, in short, I have a bad feeling.

Lan Yusheng didn't bother Jiang Yanli anymore, Yu Jian came to Jinlin Terrace to find Lan Wangji.

Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen stood among the flowers of Venus and Snow Waves. Lan Wangji lowered his head slightly with a depressed expression, while Lan Xichen talked to him in a gentle voice.Seeing Lan Yusheng approaching, Lan Xichen looked at him and smiled.

"Tomorrow, let's join Yu Sheng."

Lan Yusheng nodded and asked, "Second Brother, this is it?"

Lan Xichen shook his head.Lan Wangji said, "I'll go back first."

Lan Yusheng looked at Lan Wangji's back, and read out the great disappointment, sadness and helplessness.

He raised his eyebrows, and suddenly remembered that Wen Ning went berserk and killed more than 30 monks on Jinlin Terrace this time.

From then on, Wei Ying never had the chance to return.