The male protagonist of abducting and running through books

On a high pavilion in the lower left corner of the martial arts arena, Lan Shengtian, who was dressed in a lake-green robe, was drinking tea leisurely, and from time to time cast his gaze into the martial arts arena where the competition was in full swing.

The two brothers of the Lan family turned up from the stairs and saluted Lan Shengtian respectfully, "Daddy." Lan Shengtian put down the teacup in his hand, his eyes still remained on the martial arts arena. "What is it?"

The second elder brother of the Lan family immediately said depressedly, "Little sister is gone again."

"Trash!" Lan Shengtian shot over with a sharp gaze, "Two big men can't stand a little girl, so what's the use of you?"

The two brothers of the Lan family shrank their necks from being scolded, and the second brother Lan pouted his mouth in grievance, and muttered in a low voice, "Can we blame this?"

"What did you say?" Lan Shengtian's eyes became more serious.Brother Lan hastily tugged at his brother's sleeve, motioning him to say a few words less.The second elder brother Pianlan was still puzzled, so he straightened his neck and shouted at Lan Shengtian, "Daddy does this every time, if he doesn't tell us to do business, he just tells us two big men to watch over his sister all day long. Yimo is so naughty, how can the two of us stand up to her?"

Big Brother Lan anxiously tugged at Second Brother Lan, "Stop talking!"

The second brother Lan threw away the big brother Lan, "I'm going to tell you! Father, do you know how Yimo always punishes us?"

Lan Shengtian snorted coldly, "You can't even control your sister, and you still blame your father for not arranging for you to do something serious? Just you two idiots, what big things can you do!" Lan Sheng slapped the table loudly in the weather .

"Father, Yimo is a daughter, and she will marry sooner or later. Only the two of us are your ultimate support, but don't you think you are too partial to Yimo now?" Second Brother Lan resented road.

Lan Sheng's brain was throbbing from the weather, and he couldn't help pressing his temple with his right hand, "It's alright, alright, I don't want to quarrel with you. You all back down!"

Big Brother Lan hurriedly grabbed Second Brother Lan, said "Son, resign" and dragged Second Brother Lan away.

Lan Shengtian opened his eyes and looked towards the direction the two of them left, and snorted coldly, "Rely on you? If there is a day for me, Lan Shengtian, I'm afraid I'm not far from death."

"Haha, Brother Lan is still so good at joking." Another voice suddenly appeared in the empty attic, Lan Shengtian put down his right hand, and his face returned to his usual calm and calm.

"Looking at this martial arts forest, who would dare to offend Brother Lan?" A figure covered in a black robe appeared in front of Lan Shengtian, reached out to grab the teapot on the table, and poured himself a cup of tea leisurely.

Lan Shengtian was not surprised at all, and looked at the other party with indifferent eyes, "Brother Yi, are you all right?"

The person called Brother Yi laughed, "Brother Laolan is thinking about it, everything is fine for Yimou." After speaking, he raised his hand and drank a cup of hot tea in one gulp. "Brother Lan's tea is better. I don't know where the leader of the martial arts is. Can Brother Lan sit comfortably?" The black-robed man gently placed the teacup on the table.

Lan Shengtian caressed his sleeve with a half-smile, "It's not comfortable, and I've been sitting for almost 20 years. Don't you think it's too late for Brother Yi to ask Lan this question?"

The man in black smiled and nodded, clasped his fists to Lan Shengtian and said, "It's not too late, Mr. Yi is here to congratulate Brother Lan in advance, becoming the first martial arts leader in history—three consecutive terms."

When Lan Shengtian heard the word "three", his eyelids twitched.He picked up the teacup in front of him, and said very slowly, "Brother Yi, please don't joke with Lan."

"Does Yi look like someone who likes to joke?" the man in black asked quietly.

Lan Shengtian put the teacup back heavily on the table again, and stared at the man in black opposite him. "Didn't you say that His Royal Highness is here?"

The black-robed man took out two Wenwan walnuts and played with them in his hands, and responded in a leisurely tone, "What I mean is that... the plan remains unchanged."

"Why is that?" Lan Shengtian's tone was tinged with anger.

"I don't care what you've heard, but you have to make it clear that His Royal Highness is not here to replace you. If our goal is not achieved, you will have to stay in this position for a day. Unless you die, otherwise You have no choice." The man in black looked at Lan Shengtian with a pair of sharp eyes.

Lan Shengtian's hands and feet were cold, "Lan has worked for the court for more than 20 years, doesn't he even have a chance to catch his breath?"

"You can live in this world now, sit in front of me and talk to me well, that is the greatest gift in this world! Don't forget, what are you staying in this world for?"

for what?Lan Shengtian naturally understands, because he still has value to use.

The man in black took out a small jade bottle from his sleeve with his other free hand, put it on the table and slowly pushed it in front of Lan Shengtian. "Trouble, I've already cleaned up a lot for you. Those ambitious old immortals are now resting at home to recover from their injuries. The rest are small and insignificant characters. I believe Brother Lan can take care of them, right?"

Lan Shengtianhu's hands covered by the green robe were tightly clenched, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the jade bottle.Seeing this, the man in black smiled self-consciously, "As the saying goes, once you are born, you are acquainted the second time. Brother Lan is the third time. I believe you don't need to explain more, and you know how to use this 'Ecstasy', right?"

The man in black stood up, still turning two Wenwan walnuts in his hands.

"Brother Lan, don't disappoint the secret creation specially created for you today, and use it where it should be used." As soon as the words finished, the black-robed man waved his sleeves, and his figure disappeared on the spot.

Lan Shengtian sat on the seat and stared at the jade bottle without moving for a long time, when the wind blew, the curtains of the attic floated gently...

"My lord, the secret report from the capital." Abao, the boy, quietly leaned close to Wan Qiyiqing's ear and said, Wan Qiyiqing quickly looked back at him.The competition on stage was still going on, but Wan Yiqing didn't have the heart to watch it anymore.

"Go back to Xiyuan."

After a while, the master and the servant entered the wing room where Xiyuan lived temporarily.Wan Qiyiqing sat down at the table and stretched out his right hand, "Secret report." Abao quickly took out a piece of letter paper from his arms and handed it to Wan Qiyiqing.Wan Yiqing took the unfolding, and after a quick glance, his expression suddenly became solemn.

Ah Bao suddenly felt that the whole person was in a bad mood, "Young Master, what, what's the matter? Did something happen in the capital?"

Wan Yiqing hangs his hands weakly, and shakes his head slowly in a daze, "It's not the capital..."

"Oh!" Ah Bao patted his chest, "It's fine if it's not the capital city! It's fine if it's not the capital city!"

Wan Qiyiqing lowered his head and did not speak.

"Then, what happened?"

"The secret report says that a plague called 'Wuwu' has spread from southern Xinjiang, and it has begun to spread in the southern part of the Wanqi Dynasty."

Ah Bao covered his mouth in horror, and after a while he said with a trembling voice, "Plague...Plague?"

"The 'Witch Mist' came fiercely, like a cloud of black mist, it quickly spread towards the Wanqi Dynasty, and everywhere it went, it was unstoppable. People in southern Xinjiang like to study witchcraft, and this nation is the most weird and mysterious. From The imperial physicians in the palace were helpless against the plague that came from there. It has been two months since 'Wu Wu' visited the Central Plains, but the imperial court has not even been able to prevent it." Wan Yiqing thumped resentfully. table.

The tea utensils on the table shook up and down one after another, and Ah Bao also shook his body.

"Your Highness...Your Highness, be safe and don't be impatient! There will be a solution!" A Bao hurriedly comforted Wan Yiqing, but he was the one who was the most uneasy.

Wan Yiqing suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up, "You said... Is there a solution to the Holy Valley?"

Ah Bao's eyes widened in surprise, and he waved his hands wildly in the air.Wan Qiyiqing didn't wait for him to speak, and immediately ordered, "Hurry up! Prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone, I want to repair a book and send it to the capital." A Bao shook his head in horror, Wan Qiyiqing changed his mind again, "No, Wait, you are not allowed to tell Royal Father, I want to go secretly by myself."

A Bao suddenly knelt on the ground, "Your Highness! Absolutely not! If the emperor finds out... something big will happen!"

"What can be worse than the plague now? As the prince of the East Palace, how can I watch the people of this country fall into dire straits? If we don't take any action, the plague will spread to the capital sooner or later. What should we do now? The Wanqi Dynasty is really over!"

"But... the emperor said that no one from the royal family is allowed to step into that place! Besides, there may be any danger, please think twice, Your Highness! Even if you want to ask for medicine, you can send other people there! You But there must be no mistakes!" Ah Bao threw his entire upper body on the ground.

Wan Yiqing hardened his heart and refused to look at him with his hands behind his back, "As you said, the future of this journey is unpredictable. There is no need to delay the plague. Send other people to tell the prince to wait. How can the prince be safe? Can you make up your mind? This matter must be done by myself. Except for myself, I don't believe in anyone."

Ah Bao turned his head at a loss, "Then, what about the martial arts conference?"

Wan Yiqing sighed softly, "It's okay, tomorrow will be the final battle. As soon as the martial arts conference is over, we will set off immediately."

The master has already made a decision, how could he still be able to persuade him?

Thinking of the scene of meeting the emperor when he returns to the palace in the future, Ah Bao lowered his head in gloom.