no one knows better than me

Seeing that the boss's face was getting more and more subtle, it seemed that he was thinking of pressing her head into the water to wash something - Zhuang Qingliu immediately retracted her shock as if nothing had happened, and said: "I heard that the flesh is not big. It's delicious, so I probably don't have that taste!"

Mei Hualan looked at her for a few more times, then hummed, and said calmly: "The concept between people is also very different."

Zhuang Qingliu quickly nodded in agreement: "That's true!"

Immediately, their eyes drooped together, and they continued to turn to Lan Song who had already extinguished the communication amulet in the room. Lan Song's face was very ugly, and he sat at the table exhaustedly with his hands on his head for a whole night.

When the sky was bright, he seemed to have finally decided on something, stood up with his sword in hand, and walked out of the bedroom with a resolute face.

Mei Hualan still held Zhuang Qingliu in his arms and followed lightly. Seeing that Lan Song had summoned all his generals and Lancheng garrison, a group of people gathered around a table of sand maps, discussing and formulating a plan to dispatch troops for more than half a day.

Lan Song didn't believe that all the people in Rouran had the same idea as the leader and were united internally, so he decided to design to force them to split first, and then to separate the camps. Finally, those who were willing to leave and find another place to settle would be sent away in Huairou, and the remaining ones who were stubborn to the end... kill them all.

But when he finished planning all this and returned to his place of residence in a trance, he suddenly discovered——Yu Ling Chutang had disappeared!

It wasn't where he went, or what he was doing there, or he disappeared suddenly, as if he had evaporated out of thin air. All the guards and people in Lancheng didn't see him go out.

Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Hualan looked at each other, and there was some doubt in their eyes. They were all focused on Lan Song just now, and they really didn't pay attention to this change.

So what's going on here?Where did he suddenly go by himself?Or something unexpected?

Lan Song's exhaustion had been swept away, and he hadn't closed his eyes for two consecutive days and nights, and when his whole body was about to tear apart, Yu Ling came back by himself.

"A Song."

"What's going on?!!" Lan Song almost staggered and fell from the threshold, and asked quickly, "What happened? Where did you go? What's wrong??!"

As he spoke like lightning, he quickly walked around Yuling's body, and saw that from head to toe, there was a very light faux transparency, as if it was real jade.

Although he has never seen this scene before, Lan Song can easily guess that the jade spirit will not bleed, so when injured, the entire transformation may gradually become like the original body, that is, it will become jade.

He asked hoarsely, "Are you hurt?"

Yu Ling gave a soft "um" and said, "It's nothing."

There seemed to be something in Lan Song's eyes, and he let go of him very slightly, and continued as calmly as possible: "I just received the report, and it seems that a major event happened suddenly in the Rouran tribe, which is related to... related to you ?"

Yu Ling didn't say a word.

Lan Song's heart sank for a moment, and he was silent for a moment, before he turned blunt and said, "According to reports, all the children under the age of ten in the Rouran tribe disappeared overnight—is it you?"

After a moment of silence, Yu Ling looked at Lan Song with a very pitiful expression, acquiesced, and said, "Ah Song, the matter here is actually very simple. If you don't want to send troops, let them attack the city first."

Lan Song's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and his voice was almost imperceptibly trembling: "So... are you making the decision for me?"

The compassion on Yu Ling's face seemed to deepen a bit, and she whispered: "Yes."

Lan Song's body stiffened slightly, and he felt an indescribable embarrassment from head to toe in an instant... It seemed that his cowardice, tenderness, hypocrisy—all kinds of unbearable thoughts had already been seen through by the one who cared the most.

It happens to be the one who cares the most.

He held the hilt of the sword tightly with difficulty, turned around suddenly, and said word by word: "This is not an example." After speaking, he almost smashed the door and rushed out of the gate, striding towards the direction of the city gate.

Sure enough, not long after, the flames in the distance galloped in quickly, and the Rouran people attacked aggressively. This time they attacked the city without hesitation, with a fierce posture.

The defense of Lancheng has already been fully charged, and because of the previous victories, they are not really worried about the attack of the Rouran people this time, but when it was time for the real battle, they were surprised to find that the Rouran people When they really fought, they turned out to be unexpectedly strong!

Although I don't know if it's because of their previous efforts to hide their clumsiness, or the effectiveness of recent training, but this is not a good sign.

The pervasive smell of blood and overwhelming shouts came gradually. Seeing that there were people from Lancheng falling down one after another, Lan Song, who still didn't want to do it himself, finally moved his throat lightly, and then slowly drew out his sword. Jumped down from the high tower.

However, before his sword reached the chest of a soft man, a sharp sound of breaking the wind suddenly came from behind him!

Lan Song turned his head sharply and picked——Dang!

It turned out to be the high priest of the Rouran people, and most importantly, he was not thrown away by Lan Song's sword!

Lan Song's heart was shocked, and he stared at the copper rod in the hands of the high priest Rouran for a moment, but the high priest Rouran didn't delay at all. After the blow, he immediately wrapped around Lan Song tightly like a snake. .

Lan Song raised his sword again, this time after a few moves in succession, the shock in his heart had turned into a turbulent wave, because he found that the High Priest of Rouran was not only possessed of cultivation, but also very profound, he actually... It will be a little difficult to get up.

Zhuang Qingliu, who was watching from a distance, was also very surprised. His eyes lingered on the high priest of Rouran for a long time. People like this kind of high priest and witch in various tribes are usually just gods and sticks. Familiar with the oracle, listening to the heavens, is always extra mysterious, but I didn't expect that in the world of cultivating immortals, there might actually be two such people.

Just at this time, a stern voice came from far away from the tower of Lancheng City: "—Rouran people have broken into the city gate!!"

Lan Song was startled suddenly, and his mind was in a daze. The High Priest Rouran quickly seized this opportunity, and pierced through with a copper rod like lightning... The cold head of the rod immediately pierced Lan Song's lower abdomen.

All the Lancheng people around Lan Song saw it in an instant, and their eyes widened in shock

Yu Ling, who suddenly flew down from the tower, took Lan Song into his arms one step later, and forced the High Priest Rouran away with his other palm, and quickly led him to spin up, and quickly ordered: "Return to the city, close the door." City gate!"

The Lancheng people fell into a huge panic for a while, and quickly followed the instructions, swarming back into the city while fighting.

As soon as Yuling landed at the city gate, she hurriedly put Lan Songping on the ground, hurriedly reached out to cover his wound and called for a doctor.

Lan Song's eyes were dull and fixed on the blue sky, but suddenly he squeezed Yu Ling's wrist, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go back to the yard."

He doesn't need to look, he can imagine how many people and how many pairs of eyes are surrounding him. Those people must be whispering: Isn't the young master a monk with cultivation?How could he be injured?Can't he beat those savages?How could it be like this?Are we abandoned?

Yeah, how could things be like this.

Yu Ling leaned over without saying a word, and carried Lan Song back to the courtyard where he lived, but he didn't delay long, and soon after the doctor arrived, he touched Lan Song's forehead worriedly, and quickly returned to the tower.

After a month of recuperation, Yuling began to defend the city on behalf of Lansong every day. After a little adaptation and anticipation, the people of Lancheng found that although Rouran was strong, he was not so strong that he could be crushed. Except for the old and the weak and some women, the number of them who can fight is probably only about [-] to [-]. The defense of Yilan City, the two sides still have victories and losses for the time being, so they have fallen into a stalemate.

But going on like this is definitely not the way to go.At the beginning, a large number of people in Lancheng gradually gathered outside the courtyard where Lan Song lived in anxiety, trying to ask him what to do.

Although Lan Song fell silent visibly, after lying down for another ten days, he calmly dressed and left the city with his sword in hand again.

The people of Lancheng followed with a little excitement, with a little hope in their hearts.But this time... Lan Song was defeated by High Priest Rouran again.

This time, Yu Ling blocked a blow for him at a critical moment, and her body was slightly dazed.He was already tired for days, and with this block, his body became more transparent. After returning to the city and lying down for half a day, he said in a low voice, "A Song, send a message to the suzerain."

Lan Song, who was already depressed and silent in his heart, suddenly changed color, and the fingers holding the medicine bowl turned pale and white: "Why did you send her a subpoena? Do you know—"

"I know." Yu Ling cut off halfway and looked at him silently.

……

The air in the room fell into a dead silence. After a long time, Lan Song gently turned away his face with slightly cracked lower lip, then seemed to cover his eyes, got up with his sword, turned around and went out with a word: "Absolutely!" Can't."

"Even if it was predicted early, I would never take that step."

The sky was gloomy and boundless, and it was the coldest time of winter, Lan Song ran to the tower without stopping against the biting cold wind.From this day on, he sleeps here.

Soon, the Rouran people organized the third siege.

Unsurprisingly, bad news came one after another. This time——Lan Song found that Rouran's high priest was stronger than the previous two times. In a short period of time, he was no longer the opponent. opponent.

How on earth could this be?Lan Song couldn't understand it.

Zhuang Qingliu also turned around and asked Mei Hualan strangely: "Mei Pan, what kind of exercise is this? Can it improve so fast?"

Mei Hualan seemed to be thinking about something wistfully, she shook her head for a while, and just said: "I have doubts."

"Yes, I have doubts." Zhuang Qingliu also had an indescribable feeling in his heart, and always felt that something was weird.

The guards and people of Lancheng had defended with difficulty for a round almost numbly, and they were all exhausted and sat on the ground surrounded by the city wall, smiling wryly at each other and surviving one more time.

Someone complained in a low voice: "But when will it be a head?" He said and glanced at Lan Song for a while.

Lan Song was used to it, and turned around calmly with the same numb face, ready to leave.But at this moment, there was a burst of heart-piercing screams from the tower!

His heart skipped a beat, and he turned around quickly, his eyes darkened immediately - the dozen or so people who were sitting by the gate tower suddenly jumped up in front of his eyes, and their backs instantly became the scorched color of lightning strikes!And behind them, a radiant thin film appeared out of nowhere in the entire sky around Lancheng.

That is the enchantment, the high priest of the Rouran people, who actually cast an exceptionally strong enchantment on the entire Lancheng!This enchantment can surround everyone.As long as it is touched lightly, the whole body will be as painful as being corroded, and terrible cracks will explode at the same time.

They were besieged in turn.

Everyone around the tower changed color slightly, and someone blurted out on the spot: "My lord, can you break this barrier?"

Lan Song almost didn't have to try, his heart sank into a bottomless abyss.Under the anxious and expectant eyes of the crowd, he approached and raised his hand—Zi la!

One arm was scorched black as if it had been fried from a frying pan.

There was deathly silence all around, and after a short moment, the overwhelming despair and panic exploded in all directions like boiling hot water.Some people spread the news of Jing Zang Tian in a daze and panic, some people hurried forward and asked about Lan Song's injury, and some people knelt down helplessly, covered their faces and began to cry.

Things went in a strange direction like this, and the whole city fell into great chaos and panic.

Lan Song was already powerless to appease the people, but he still insisted on not sending messages almost paranoidly. He began to frantically flip through the spiritual books, and he was restless every day. There was no movement on the ground of the tower, as if dead.

The Rouran people didn't take the initiative to attack again, they just besieged them like this, as if they were raising cattle and sheep, waiting for the best time to slaughter - because after being isolated from the world, the food in Lancheng has gradually become insufficient. If this continues, Lancheng people will sooner or later have the phenomenon of cannibalism.

How ironic, maybe the Rouran people who are sure to win are waiting for this scene.

A few days later, some of the first people who supported Lan Song and gave Lan Song some food began to wander outside his compound for no reason. At the beginning, he asked Lan Song to return the things he had given back at the beginning.

Although a little absurd, this kind of behavior is completely understandable when there is not enough food in one day.Moreover, Lan Song has been bigu for two years, and Yuling doesn't need to eat, so those things haven't moved.

Except for those who came to the door to ask for it, Lan Song also asked people to return the rest.However, the doubts and sharpness against him will only rise like waves with time, and will not decrease.

After persisting for more than half a month, Lan Song gradually got used to walking around the house doing nothing except to break the barrier from time to time. Occasionally, he would even bow his head and talk to himself, muttering something related to breaking the barrier. related spells.

But in just two or three months, the sky and the earth turned upside down. Compared with their plight, the people of Rouran seem to be getting better gradually. Occasionally, the sound of laughter can be heard from the gathering place of the tribe, drifting far away along the wind. Down.

Yu Ling finally couldn't help but speak again: "A Song, send a message, the food surplus of the people in the city has reached the limit, if this continues, there will be chaos."

Lan Song gave him a deep look, then calmly turned around and walked towards the city gate—because he lost his mind in this attempt, his whole body suddenly flew into the air and was almost sucked to it!

At the last moment, Yu Ling, who was going out with him, suddenly turned into a film emitting a faint halo, covering Lan Song's entire body and protecting her.

Lan Song fell from mid-air, and when he hit the ground heavily, Yu Ling transformed from a thin film and reached out to catch him.

This scene fell in front of the public, and someone immediately shouted loudly: "So he is not a human?!"

Then someone's voice bounced off the ground excitedly: "The most important thing is that the barrier didn't attack him just now! Am I delusional?!"

As soon as his voice fell, someone answered loudly: "That's right, that's right, I saw it too!"

"So that means he can go in and out freely?!" A wise man soon cheered Lan Song and Yu Ling, "My lord! You can let him send a message for help! Or help us bring things in!"

Many people have seen Lan Song in a panic recently, and their previous suspicions about him have turned in a different direction, and they have repeatedly speculated that Lancheng is really remote and far away from the Lan Family Immortal Mansion, so it may not be that he doesn't want to ask for help, but that he can't ask the outside world. Call for help.

After Lan Song heard this sentence, he blurted out without thinking: "No!"

The crowd was taken aback, and someone asked, "Why not?"

Someone who still couldn't bear it said back for Lan Song: "Didn't you see? There are bows and arrows set up by Rouran people outside the city. If you go out, you will be shot into hedgehogs. Of course not."

"We are all huddled inside, the food will be finished soon, and the charcoal will be gone, so we won't die?" Someone's voice was tinged with resentment and anger, "It's fine to dig out carefully at night, Who let him go out to die in a fair manner?"

Lan Song's forehead twitched when he heard the word "death", his face turned cold subconsciously, and he said word by word: "I just can't do it."

Seeing him like this, many people cautiously shut their mouths, not daring to speak.However, the person who came to ask him to return the venison suddenly said in the crowd: "Young master has a cultivation base, so he doesn't have to suffer from cold and starvation. It's normal not to be in a hurry, but we are all ordinary people. Damn it?"

Lan Song was stabbed in the chest by his words, and his blood suddenly surged up.

However, this man spoke the truth. Apart from the lack of food, the charcoal for the winter and the trees to keep warm in the city have already been used up. Many old people who died recently died probably because they did not keep warm. in this winter.

And if it wasn't for the fact that these people have scruples due to their cultivation, perhaps the entire Lancheng people would have rebelled long ago.

Lan Song closed his eyes deeply, only feeling his throat was choked by something, and finally said in a hoarse voice: "I will find a way, keep going..."

"Persist on more?!" Hearing such harsh words, someone finally couldn't take it anymore. He slammed the big tree root that he wanted to take back to eat, and yelled at him fearlessly, "What have you been insisting on all this time?" ?! So many people have already died, can’t you see?! Are you worthy to be the young suzerain of the entire Lan family?"

It was as if Lan Song had been poured from head to toe with a pot of icy water, and the words he hadn't finished speaking froze on his lips——persisted for another three days, if after three days... I'll send a subpoena, I'll give in, I'll... …let go.

But he couldn't say a word no matter what, because it was indeed because of his own selfishness that he dragged things to this point.

Zhuang Qingliu on the second floor of the inn looked away, almost depressed by Lan Song's appearance.Although it is only a virtual environment, the realistic effect is really good.

She suddenly asked Mei Hualan: "The imaginary environment for your family to train disciples is not just to fight monsters with difficulty? It should be based on each person's different temperament, so that they will perforate their bodies and minds."

For example, some timid ones will make him fly in fright, some strong ones will make him scratch his heart, and some sensitive ones will make him cry heart-piercingly.

Mei Hualan cast a look of "how do you know?", but Zhuang Qingliu raised her eyebrows: "Don't say."

……

Mei Hualan then turned her head to look, raised her hand, and speeded up the flow of time—because at the gate of the city just now, Yuling Chutang saw Lan Song's appearance, and had already spoken out by herself, agreeing to go back and forth to deliver food and material requirements.

But after all, he can't get enough by himself, so he can only fill it up with frequent times, and every time he shuttles in and out, his whole body seems to be a bit more transparent.Three days later, Lan Song finally couldn't take it anymore, and he fumbled out the messenger talisman.

But... Sect Master Lao Lan didn't answer his summons.

"??!" Lan Song didn't dare to think about what this meant for a moment, and he didn't react to anything for a short time, and at this time, Yu Ling couldn't help but turned into a flute because of excessive consumption.

Such a situation had never happened before, so Lan Song anxiously continued to contact Lan Lao Suzerain, while guarding the flute in shock and fear.Fortunately, within two days, after a short rest, Yu Ling could barely transform into form again, but this time, Lan Song was extremely repulsive and opposed to him going back and forth again.

However, at this time, a woman in Lancheng who was raising a child alone knelt at the door and begged bitterly, hoping that Yuling could come in and out again to help her get the medicinal materials-her child had a very common illness, and he had a fever for many days. It can be easily cured, but due to the lack of medicine in Lancheng, it has gradually become a serious illness. If you don't save it, you will die soon!

Lan Song's entire profile tensed up, and Yu Ling was also slightly silent for a moment, then looked at Lan Song lightly, touched his face, and then shuttled away again.

Bows and arrows overwhelmingly shot at him like raindrops—because he went in and out too frequently, the Rouran people had gradually discovered it.

Obviously due to weakness, Yuling was not as flexible and calm as before. After dodging extremely dangerously, she hurriedly left the encirclement of Rouran people.

At the same time, Zhuang Qingliu, who was sitting high on a tree, lowered his eyes, stared at the cold arrows on the ground, and said thoughtfully: "It's very strange, I found that the bow and arrow used by the Rouran people seems to be a bit strange. It’s so good and sophisticated, did they have such things and equipment before?”

Naturally, Meihualan also noticed the same thing, so after staring at it for a while, he jumped off the tree and said, "Go and see."

Zhuang Qingliu jumped off after him...but suddenly there was a loud plop, bang!He fell on his back.

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

Zhuang Qingliu fell to Mei Hualan's feet in shock and asked, "Why didn't you pick me up?"

Mei Hualan's expression was almost blank for a moment, and then she reached out and quickly pulled Zhuang Qingliu up: "...I didn't know you would jump off."

Zhuang Qingliu was still very shocked: "Didn't you say to go and see?"

Mei Hualan checked her whole body quickly and carefully: "...I mean, I'll go and have a look."

"..."

After Zhuang Qingliu stared at her motionlessly for a moment, he suddenly said, "Mei Pan, do you know what I want to do now?"

Mei Hualan: "...Huh?"

Zhuang Qingliu said: "I want to wrap my hands around your neck gently, and then... pinch."

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."