After being dressed as a villain, the hero fell in love with him

Jian Ning was two meters away from Lan Yihan in an instant, and quickly rushed to Mo Lan to draw a clear line with a certain person surnamed Lan.

"Alan, that me, me..."

Mo Lan supported Jian Ning, who was rushing over, she naturally wrapped her arms around her slender waist, and smiled slightly, "Well, I'm listening."

"Explain."

"……My."

Jian Ning bit her lip, not knowing where to start.

When did Mo Lan come? !

Hear them talk?

No, just that branch!

Jian Ning looked back at Lan Yihan, feeling quite dazed.Lan Yihan's eyes fell on the slender hand on Jian Ning's back waist, and he raised his eyebrows.

"Ruo Mian."

Mo Lan stared down at the young man in her arms, saw that he was looking at Lan Yihan enthusiastically, and tried to wink, the cold light in his eyes shone slightly, he stretched out his hand to pinch his delicate chin, and turned his head back.

Mo Lan smiled casually, "I haven't returned home for a year and a half, and Ruomian just stares at others in front of me?"

Jian Ning: "...No, no, that, Alan."

Mo Lan was much taller than him, Jian Ning was forced to look up, and the hands on the back also felt a bit of pressure.

"This, this person, is... my friend!"

Mo Lan looked at him with a half-smile, rubbed her fingertips against her white and tender skin, and nodded slightly, "Well, I didn't know him at the last auction, but now we have become friends."

Mo Lan looked at Lan Yihan, "Why don't we go to the hut and sit down together."

"Okay." Lan Yihan slanted the corners of his mouth and followed suit without fear of death, "It just so happens that I'm a little tired."

"No need! He has something to do, so he will leave immediately!"

Jian Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted Lan Yihan to dodge quickly, but his chin fell into his hand, and he couldn't turn his head away. He took Mo Lan's arm with both hands, tugged it tentatively, and asked, "Alan, what are you doing?" ...when did you come back?"

Mo Lan didn't hold him, but withdrew her hand, but still held his waist, saying: "I just heard that you are going to sit in the hut, it seems that Ruomian is very familiar with this friend."

Jian Ning's scalp was numb.

Whether you recognize it or not, or if you are familiar with it, you can explain it clearly. It is mainly about the Qianyan Pavilion. I don't know if Mo Lan heard it.

Jian Ning took a closer look, Mo Lan's expression was flat, as if... There was no reaction?

did not hear?

"Familiar...it's okay. Well, he has something to do, so he's in a hurry to leave, so he won't sit down." Jian Ning quietly glanced at Lan Yihan, motioning him to leave quickly, "Right, Lan Yihan, don't you have something to do? !"

Lan Yihan received Jian Ning's hint, clicked his tongue twice, was forced to worry, and nodded perfunctorily, "Yeah, I was joking just now, it's urgent, I have to leave."

Mo Lan smiled slightly, "Why are you so anxious, aren't you tired? It's good to take a rest."

Jian Ning: "No..."

not good!

Why don't you rest!

It's time to die, characters and places!It's too deadly.

Jian Ning looked at Lan Yihan, Lan Yihan smacked his lips, "Okay, I'll go first, and I won't disturb you."

After Lan Yihan finished speaking, he finally gave the two of them a meaningful look, tapped his feet, and flew out directly.

Looking at the rapidly disappearing figure, Mo Lan's eyes were cold.

Jian Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and grabbed Mo Lan's clothes, "A Lan, leave him alone, let's go back first."

Mo Lan glanced in Lan Yihan's direction again, then turned to Jian Ning, smiled with downcast eyes, and nodded.

"it is good."

Jian Ning and Mo Lan went back to the hut, Jian Ning was very glad that he couldn't stay in the Zhiyan Cave before, so he came to the hut a few times and cleaned the inside.Otherwise, if he didn't come back for a year and a half, the dust inside would be covered with a thick layer.

Going inside, although it was a bit empty and cold, there were no flaws at all.

Jian Ning finally settled down, and asked sincerely: "Alan, where have you been? One and a half years, almost eighteen months, I haven't heard from you."

For Jian Ning's identity, he still knows that Mo Lan fell into a space rift.

But to Ruomian, Mo Lan seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, without making a sound, and he couldn't be contacted no matter what.

Jian Ning lowered her eyes and clenched her hands under the sleeves. After a while, she couldn't help reaching out and grabbing the clothes around Mo Lan's waist.

"Accidentally fell into a space rift."

Mo Lan let Jian Ning pull him, and led him into the room, "After waking up, I didn't know where I was. Later, I found out that it was in a very remote place on the border of immortals and demons. It may be affected by the devil's energy. Lingxun has been out of use, so I can't contact you."

"Let Ruomian worry, there will be no next time."

He looked back at the harmless skinny teenagers beside him, and smiled.

Yes, there will be no next time.

Everything that happened in the last life will never happen again.

Jian Ning lowered her head, not seeing the clear dark red light in Mo Lan's eyes, and the slightest bit of coldness.

It's true that Mo Lan's message that the jade token can't be used is true, but it's not because of the influence of demon energy.The crack in the Bai family is indeed powerful, the space system inside is extremely powerful, and even he suffered a lot of injuries.

The space ring was destroyed, and the communication jade tablet placed inside was also damaged, making it useless.

The subsequent foothold is naturally not a boundary between immortals and demons, but a real area of ​​the demon world.

The center of the entire Demon Realm - Demon Lord Hall.

In the last life, Mo Lan never used the devil energy from the beginning to the end, but in this life, when he was reborn, he brought not only the spiritual power of the past, but also the monstrous devil energy.

Mo Lan looked down at Jian Ning, from his angle, he could see a section of delicate neck, tender and raw, exposed in front of him without any cover.

Thin and fragile.

He thought, if it wasn't for what Ruo Mian did in his previous life, he wouldn't have been possessed so quickly, even to the point where his own demon energy could hardly be suppressed.

Mo Lan stretched out her hand to smooth the hair on Jian Ning's forehead, and rubbed her fingertips gently, with a slight smile in her eyes.

"By the way, Ruomian." Mo Lan thought of something, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch Jian Ning's wrist, and said, "I haven't been back for a year and a half, how is your cold poison? I'll check your veins."

"No, or just forget it—" Jian Ning frowned, and wanted to take back her hand, but Mo Lan moved quickly, holding it firmly, and directly caught the pulse.

In just a moment, Mo Lan's face turned cold, and Jian Ning pursed her lips.

"Ruo Mian, what's wrong with your cold poison... During my absence, how many times did the cold poison attack?" Mo Lan frowned.

"Several times..." Jian Ning pursed her lips.

To be honest, he almost spent half his life in the secret realm.It turned out that his cold poison was once every six months, but in fact he was hiding something from Mo Lan. Mo Lan always thought that he had an attack once a year.

This time he was in a coma for a year. Originally, there should have been two seizures during this time, but the cold poison kept recurring during the coma, and he didn't know how many times it happened.

After that, it will be the past six months. Calculating the time, it is just right, it is almost time for the next attack.

Jian Ning thought for a while, "Once."

"Is it time for the next time?" Mo Lan felt his pulse carefully.

"Yes." Jian Ning nodded.

Unsurprisingly, Jian Ning's body was icy cold, Mo Lan let go of Jian Ning's slender wrist, and thought of the antidote to the cold poison.

In the past year and a half, Mo Lan has found a few more things one after another, all of which are needed for the cold poison antidote.

But Jian Ning's cold poison is really different, and there are still a few things missing.Mo Lan asked before how he got this cold poison, and Ruomian said it was brought out from his mother's womb.

But this cold poison, called poison, is actually not a poison, but the power of the ice element is too overbearing to be removed, and it cannot be used for its own use, but it continues to erode the body.

Mo Lan stared at Jian Ning's slender wrist and squinted her eyes.

He didn't think about it in the last life, but now it seems that the cold poison doesn't seem to be congenital at all.

Mo Lan put his thoughts back to the bottom of his heart, looked at the sky outside, it was not early, the sky outside the window was gradually spreading a deep blue, the light was dim, and said: "Ruo Mian, you rest first, and wait for a while, the cold poison The antidote still lacks a few herbs, and we will be able to gather them soon."

Moreover, judging from the experience of the previous life, it will be possible to find the rare pure grass again in a few days.

Jian Ning nodded, tugged at his cuffs, and said casually, "Thank you for your hard work, Alan. As for the antidote, the Fairy World Spiritual Convention will be held soon, and there seems to be a spiritual herb among the prizes that can be used."

Mo Lan froze for a moment, suddenly frowned, and looked straight at Jian Ning, with a flash of astonishment in his eyes.

Jian Ning tidied up her sleeves, looked up and saw Mo Lan's expression was wrong, she was slightly stunned, "What's wrong with Ah Lan?"

Mo Lan was still staring at him closely, with a low voice, "Ruo Mian knows a lot. The Spiritual Law Conference was indeed held recently. However, the prizes for this conference, it seems, haven't been announced yet."

Mo Lan's voice was a little cold, with a hint of questioning.

Jian Ning froze instantly, blood rushed to the top of her head, and her heart was beating wildly.

Yup!

How did he forget!

The prizes of the Spiritual Dharma Conference are only announced the day before the holding!

Mo Lan looked at Jian Ning carefully from head to toe as if seeing Jian Ning for the first time, with inquiring eyes and frowning unconsciously, "Ruo Mian, how did you know?"

Jian Ning's heart was beating fast, her head was running fast, and said: "I... heard the gossip, and I don't know if it's accurate, so I just said it casually."

"Gossip?" Mo Lan raised her eyebrows, "Who did you hear it from?"

"Lan Yihan!"

Jian Ning quickly replied, "That's the one you saw today, he is, who is from Qianyan Pavilion, maybe he heard the news from nowhere."

Mo Lan narrowed her eyes, staring at Jian Ning's every movement, and clearly saw him lowering his eyes to cover the expression in his own eyes.

"Qianyan Pavilion... heard the news?" Mo Lan slowly leaned forward, getting closer, stretched out his hand to pinch Jian Ning's chin, forcing him to raise his head and look directly into his eyes.

"Then, how does Ruomian know which spirit herbs are needed for the cold poison antidote?"

Mo Lan met those clear eyes, slowed down her voice, and every word was extremely clear, hitting Jian Ning's heart straight, and said: "I don't think I have ever explained the specific ingredients of the medicine to you in detail.*

Jian Ning's eyes widened instantly, flustered for a moment, and then subconsciously lowered her eyes.

"Don't lower your head, look at me." Mo Lan exerted some strength in her hands, pinching Jian Ning's jaw, forcing him to meet her gaze, her voice became colder and harsher.

"I..." Jian Ning opened her mouth, seeing Mo Lan's rarely cold expression, curled her fingers unconsciously.

"I also...guessed. Last time, Yanglie's heart was of extremely strong fire attribute, and the cold poison in my body was ice attribute, so the other medicinal materials should be almost pure and strong fire attribute. It's just... a guess .”

Mo Lan twitched the corners of her mouth, and continued: "I know that there are spirit grasses in the prizes of the Spiritual Law Conference, and I also know that they are of pure fire attribute. Ruomian's gossip, don't you...know too much?"

Jian Ning pursed her lips, her eyes flickered with panic.

Mo Lan took his reaction into his eyes, and tightened his hands hard.

He can't tell!

The matter of the medicinal materials cannot be explained clearly, and the matter of the Spiritual Law Conference cannot be explained clearly either!

He couldn't explain everything clearly!

For some reason, Mo Lan's heart sank suddenly, and a ridiculous thought suddenly flooded into his mind, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar!

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