no one knows better than me

There was a strong wind on the top of the cliff, and Lan Qi, who hadn't left yet, suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Mei Hualan led Zhuang Qingliu to quickly turn a corner in the air, avoiding behind a big deformed rock.When the two people at the bottom of the cliff slowly lifted into the air, Zhuang Qingliu immediately looked at them.

Sure enough, this jade spirit has no gender at all, with red lips and white teeth, skin that is as delicate as real jade, and looks very seductive.

Mei Hualan suddenly glanced down at her, and signaled Zhuang Qingliu to look at Lan Song who had fainted.

"I see." Zhuang Qingliu still looked at Yu Ling's pretty face with an attitude of admiring beauty, and then turned to his arms.

When Lan Song was pushed down the cliff just now, Lan Qi snatched away his saber in order to prevent him from urging the sword to Yukong, but the white jade hanging on the other side of Lan Song's waist -- now it's gone too.

So it is self-evident what this jade spirit was transformed from.

Lan Qi, who was staring at Yuling closely, paused for a moment in shock, and quickly reacted, drew his sword and stabbed: "What are you?!"

As soon as his sword was stabbed by the wind, it seemed to be bounced off by an indestructible barrier, and fell to the ground with a strong shock—slap!

Lan Qi looked down at the hand holding the sword, and couldn't believe it.

At this time, Yu Ling, who was holding Lan Song, approached him very calmly, stared at him for a while with lowered eyes, and then said, "You will not die, and you will not remember this matter, but from today onwards, everything you have ever caused Everything you are proud of will be lost little by little, and all the evil things you have done will be endured over and over again, until you are only one step away from what you want, but you will never get it.”

He uttered a series of words in a singing voice, but Lan Qi's forehead suddenly burst into blue veins, and he jumped to the ground furiously, and pierced Yu Ling's heart with a sword like lightning.

Yu Ling just raised his hand lightly, and waved him off the cliff like a fallen leaf expressionlessly.

"--ah

The heart-piercing screams resounded for a long moment, and at the last moment when Lan Qi was about to be smashed into a pool of flesh and blood, she stopped abruptly in the mid-air away from the bottom of the cliff, then suddenly rose on the spot, and returned to the cliff again.

Yu Ling had already left with Lan Song in her arms, and there was no one on the cliff, only the strong wind howling.

Zhuang Qingliu saw that Lan Qi, who had sat on the edge of the cliff again, was confused, as if he didn't understand how he suddenly appeared here. After a while, he got up in a flustered voice, carefully gripped the hilt of his sword, and hurriedly Glancing around, he quickly left.

Zhuang Qingliu watched their figures disappear into the corner of the path one after another all the way, and couldn't help thinking that who wouldn't like this kind of beautiful and capable Yuling?Rumors about Lan Song and him are completely normal.

But I don't know if this kind of "acquired spiritual creature" grows according to the appearance and personality that the owner likes when it transforms into a human form?

Mei Hualan next to her suddenly asked, "What are you thinking?"

Zhuang Qingliu turned her gaze back to look at her, thinking it was coming again.But this time she didn't turn the big guy back, but thought instead—since Mei Hualan would choose these fragments of the virtual realm, it meant that she had doubts about Lan Qi and Yu Ling respectively, but at present, No matter who is playing the demon, what does it have to do with her?What is Lan Song trying to do to take her away?

Mei Hualan took a few glances at her expression and saw that she was thinking about something serious, so she looked down and reminded, "You gave him the white jade Xiao."

"? Well, yes." Zhuang Qingliu remembered, so he immediately turned to ask, "There were all those who entered the old dream wave back then, right? Who sent them? Do I have them myself? Did I have a few before? Such a beautiful and seductive Yu Ling?"

After she finished asking a series of questions, Mei Hualan looked as if she was about to throw her off the cliff, and let her bear Lan Qi's super bungee jumping.

"Okay, okay, I got it." Zhuang Qingliu waved his hand immediately, "I just want Yuling to wash my clothes, pick peaches and peel melon seeds respectively. I don't intend to look at their faces, let alone seduce my eyes, really."

Mei Hualan still stared at her: "It's not like there are people who enter the ancient dream tide. You gave it to me casually."

"..." Zhuang Qingliu paused, thinking that he used to be a wholesaler of musical instruments back then.

But she must be really rich to be able to give such a quality jade musical instrument at her fingertips?Zhuang Qingliu was very relieved when he thought about it again, and now he didn't seem to be very repulsive about who would come to recognize the young master.

Mei Hualan subtly retracted her expression, turned her head and waved her sleeves completely ignoring her—following her movements, the world changed in an instant, the sun turned into an evening moon, and the surroundings immediately formed a fan shape. There is a circle of side-by-side hills, and the surface of each mountain is like a mirror, rapidly changing various scenes.

Zhuang Qingliu walked around in a circle with great interest, and saw Mei Hualan raised her hand, randomly fiddled with the hills in front of her, and after picking one according to the content for a long time, she selected one, and then slightly touched the top with her fingertips, overflowing There was a white aura.

The feeling of dizziness soon struck again, but this time when her feet just touched the ground, the big guy next to her didn't help her, which caused Zhuang Qingliu to almost stagger.

After she wobbled and stood firm, she turned her head and looked at Mei Hualan strangely... She really wanted to put a "extremely narrow-minded" flower note on this person's forehead, but the bird that appeared in her arms diverted her thoughts.

"What's going on? Are you awake?" Zhuang Qingliu lowered her head and asked.

The fluffy hair on Mei Sigui's head became curled up in sleep, and she quickly nodded her head, energetically: "—— Chirp!"

Zhuang Qingliu held down its wings that were about to go up to the sky, looked at the surrounding night, and thought that the biological clock of this bird cub was not measured by the passage of time, but the standard sun rise and moon set.

"Are you afraid—" She was about to say something when Mei Hualan suddenly stretched out her hand and led Zhuang Qingliu up to the roof in front of her.This roof is very familiar, it is the courtyard where Lan Song lived alone.

But this time, Lan Song seemed to have just come of age, and was approaching the bedroom at a brisk pace - Yu Ling, whose face hadn't changed at all, seemed to be waiting by the bed.

"?" Zhuang Qingliu just felt that something was wrong, and before he had time to start thinking, he saw Yu Ling's very thin and long fingers touched Lan Song's collar, and began to untie his clothes.

???????

"..." Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly became weird, Zhuang Qingliu immediately lowered his head, ready to quickly cover Mei Sigui's eyes, but he saw that Mei Sigui had raised two wings by himself, covering his head from back to front.

Zhuang Qingliu couldn't help laughing, touched its cute appearance, and boasted: "It's so cute."

However, as she retracted her gaze, Mei Sigui's two automatically raised and lowered wings also quietly fell down, and a pair of bean-sized bird eyes watched with relish in the dark night.

Zhuang Qingliu turned her head and asked Mei Hualan meaningfully: "You just chose this for a long time?"

……

Mei Hualan quickly raised her hand with a slightly strange expression, shifted the flow of time, and quickly changed the scene with one big and one small.

Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Sigui blinked together.

This time the scene was changed to a courtyard with a much larger area, but the architectural style was still exquisite and elegant. It was probably the courtyard where the suzerain of the Lan family lived in daily life—because Zhuang Qingliu finally saw the late old suzerain Lan.

If a cultivator is profound, his appearance will stay at his best for a long time, so the old master Lan under the roof looks very young, but he has an indescribably aggressive aura.

And, because of being furious... this kind of aggressive style is even better.Because the matter of Lan Song and Yu Ling was exposed at this time.

Except for Lan Song and Lao Lan, who were so nervous that they dared not look up and knelt down, there were still many elders of the Lan family sitting in the circle of discussion seats in the hall, and at this moment, all the elders in the room were all In silence——Lan Song, who will inherit the master of a sect in the future, just messes around, but the target is actually a jade spirit.

However, the Lan family has a very good family education. If the disciples in the clan have no morals, the elders will never raise their eyebrows at others, and they will definitely take their disciples back to discipline them behind closed doors.Even if the opponent is a jade spirit, it is no exception.

So the Yuling who has been named "Chutang" is not in the hall. It is estimated that the old Lan suzerain did not attack him, but began to persecute Lan Song with both soft and hard methods.

Lan Song lowered his head lower and lower, but he kept clenching his teeth and remained silent.

Seeing the fast passing of one night, and the chattering voices of countless people in the hall rising and falling, Lao Lan, whose face gradually calmed down, finally closed his eyes deeply: "A Song, this kind of acquired spirit can confuse people's hearts and mess them up." Come on, you're crazy."

Lan Song looked up sadly, and said softly: "Mother, I don't, I can tell the difference."

There was dead silence in the hall, and Sect Master Lao Lan didn't say a word, his eyes just fell on him quietly, and he was silent for a long time without distinguishing between emotions and anger.

Lan Song became more and more confused, until the elderly elders and elders in the hall couldn't stand it any longer, and gradually retreated and left, finally said in a hoarse voice: "Mother, you—"

Sect Master Lao Lan suddenly interrupted him: "Are you determined to do this? Are you really sure of your own mind?"

Lan Song's face turned pale for a moment, and he kowtowed heavily on the ground with his hands on the ground, unable to stand up for a long time, as an answer.

Sect Master Lao Lan, who was sitting high above, said in surprise: "Okay."

Lan Song raised his head with a slap, his face was complicated and intertwined for a moment, filled with indescribable ecstasy and disbelief: "Aniang, you... mean..."

Sect Master Lao Lan seemed to heave a long sigh, his face was still calm, and he stared at Lan Song: "I can promise you, but Ah Song, you are the future Patriarch and Master of the Lingbilan Sect, whether it is now or in the future, you You will find that your life will be related to many people, and sometimes you can't make the decision, whether you like it or not."

Lan Song looked up at her for a moment, and after listening to Lao Lan's suzerain paused for a moment, he continued slowly: "So you are not the only one who has to pass this test, and you can use your own ability and prestige to pass the test for the rest of the people. Convince."

"Aniang, you mean—about Lancheng?" Lan Song quickly asked earnestly.

Sect Master Lao Lan looked a little tired, got up and said: "Yes, the matter in Lancheng is not big or small, and winter is coming soon, and strange things happen, if they are not resolved quickly, there will be chaos."

The two quickly chatted a few more words, but Zhuang Qingliu began to enter the mode of "donkey listening to the piano", and couldn't help but turned to seek off-court assistance from the nearby Meihualan: "Mei Pan, what is this Lancheng matter?"

After she finished asking, she suddenly thought of it seamlessly... This big guy named Mei Panpan seems to be still petty and tempered with her.

Zhuang Qingliu turned around and quickly took out his sleeves from his arms, and unexpectedly found a small frog made of dry reed grass that he didn't know when he was bored. After spreading Mei Hualan's hand, he threw it into her palm: "Send it to you. "

In an instant, Mei Hualan had several colorful expressions on her face.

Zhuang Qingliu smiled happily in his heart, and coaxed: "Although it was made up at random, it was only given to you alone. This is my last frog, and it is impossible for others to see it in the future. .”

She spoke and nodded Mei Sigui's little head: "I can't get other birds."

Mei Sigui: "..."

Mei Hualan lowered her head and looked at the only little frog on the ground that was blown so loudly for a while, and finally took a look at Zhuang Qingliu, and nodded slowly with an indescribable expression on her face, expressing that she had received her favor.

Then the big brother seemed to be slightly disgusted, but he gently retracted the little frog behind his sleeve with his hand as usual, and said, "Close your eyes."

Zhuang Qingliu quickly closed her eyes in a happy mood. When changing the scene this time, she also enjoyed the careful care of the boss for granted - she actually saw through it a long time ago. Everyone in her family is not close to each other, but it is precisely because she has very little exchange from this world and from the outside world, so whenever she receives a little something, she will be very happy in her heart.

In other words, this person is really easy to coax, and she actually cherishes other people's thoughts.

After the light in front of him gradually dimmed, Zhuang Qingliu opened his eyes. It was still night, but they had already left the Lan family's Immortal Mansion and arrived... It seems that this is Lan City?The place where they are standing is the city tower?

Facing the fierce cold wind, Meihualan pressed Zhuang Qingliu's shoulder and turned in a direction, beckoning from a distance: "Look over there."

Zhuang Qingliu quickly followed her gaze and turned her head. First, she saw that the night outside the city wall of Lancheng was vast, with shadows all around. It seemed to be rolling mountains and forests. Then, suddenly, a large orange halo of dots came into out of sight.

After subconsciously blinking her eyes, she looked carefully for a while, and found that these halos were actually large clusters of flames, starting from the open space not far in front of the city wall, and gradually shrinking from near to far. A group of human faces around the fire can be clearly seen in the near distance, but in the farthest distance, only a spot of light smaller than the firefly can be vaguely seen, and it is connected together in a blur.

So all these people around the fire are people?How many people are there in such a large area? !Has there been any shocking change in Lancheng, so that the whole city has moved out to sleep in the wilderness? !

Mei Hualan said at this time: "Those who are not from Lancheng are an independent tribe with a small population named Rouran." After wrapping it around for Zhuang Qingliu, she lowered her head and tied the ribbon carefully.

When someone quietly does this for you, it is difficult for most people not to be moved. For a moment, Zhuang Qingliu looked at Mei Hualan's face in the night, thinking that compared with Lan Song's Yuling, he would The big guy doesn't seem to be bad at all.

After a while, after the plum blossom fence was fastened, Zhuang Qingliu continued to ask: "What do you mean? All these Rouran people are gathered here—?"

Mei Hualan pointed to the direction of Weiying facing the north of the city gate, and said very concisely: "Before, Rouran people lived in the mountains surrounded by the mountains for generations, but a few days ago, the mountains there suddenly quaked. , Then the torrential rain continued for three months without stopping for a moment, and then large areas of mountains collapsed, mud and rocks slid down, and their residence was destroyed as a result, so they were forced to move out of the family."

"That's it." Zhuang Qingliu couldn't help looking over there in surprise, wondering if this is an international refugee from the whole country?

But what the hell is it raining for three months?Is the climate of this world so extreme?She quickly looked at those large fires and asked: "So Rouran people... want to enter Lancheng?"

"This is normal." Mei Hualan turned to look at her and said, "The land here is remote and narrow, located at the mouth of the river. The Lan City of the Lan family is the only city bordering the Rouran people. As long as they come out, they will come here .”

"The Lan family has always had the style of Zhilan, and they are willing to accept even reconciled enemies. But now it will be winter soon, even if they don't want to accept it, they can make excuses, so they closed the gates of the city and let so many people wander outside the city. The wilderness doesn't seem like their style?"

Zhuang Qingliu felt the biting cold wind back and forth on his face, and couldn't help putting the hood on his head and said sharply: "Is there any other reason?"

"There is a reason." Mei Hualan turned into a warm and soft hand stove from nowhere, opened the gap in Zhuang Qingliu's cloak, and let her hug her to warm her arms.

Zhuang Qingliu looked down and saw that this warm hand stove was actually transformed by Mei Sigui—it didn't know when it was rubbed into a ball by Mei Hualan, and the gorgeous fiery red feathers on its body glowed slightly and became hot again. Warm and plush.

Between Zhuang Qingliu's palms and arms, Mei Sigui winked and chirped at her in a cloak, very cute.

"You really are the best little padded jacket." Zhuang Qingliu laughed happily, rubbed the cub's dull fur with his fingertips, pulled the gap, hugged it to cover it, and then raised his head to continue the topic just now. Mei Hualan, "What's the reason?"

Mei Hualan said: "The reason is—these Rouran people have a habit of eating people."