At that time, the demon hadn't grown up yet.

Not long after, the person who came to pick him up came, stood at the door and kept banging on the door, Qiao Zhen changed into the same black gown as the disciples of the Demon Palace, and went out behind the group of people.

The main hall where Yan Jinlan was located was brightly lit. After Qiao Zhen entered, the group of disciples behind him closed the door.

The hall was exceptionally quiet, as if there was no one there, he looked around, and tentatively called out: "Yan Yi?"

Only his own voice echoed in the hall, it seems that Yan Yi should not be there.

He walked towards the inner room at the back. Qiao Zhen had been here before, and the furnishings inside had hardly changed, except for the previous landscape painting that was gone. He taught Yan Jinlan personally, although the painting was not good. How about it, but Yan Jinlan hung it up in the inner room like a treasure.

But now, the place where the painting was hung has become a blank scroll, which doesn't match the surrounding environment.

There was a big bed next to the wall, and the curtain was down at the moment, so he couldn't see what was going on on the bed.

"Yan Jinlan?" He called out in a low voice, but no one answered him.

Qiao Zhen hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the bed, and reached out to push aside the edge of the curtain.

He was still vigilant, he was worried that Yan Jinlan would suddenly attack him.

However, after the curtain was pushed aside by him, an empty bed was revealed, and Yan Jinlan was not on the bed.

A hint of doubt slowly emerged from Qiao Zhen's heart. What the hell is Yan Jinlan doing?Obviously he was the one who asked him to come over, but now that he had come over, Yan Jinlan was nowhere to be seen.

He raised his voice and shouted again: "Yan Jinlan!"

"Are you there? If you're not, then I'll go back."

Still, no one answered.

At this time, a breeze came in from the window of the inner room, blowing up the blank scroll on the wall. Qiao Zhen looked away and saw another mystery behind the scroll. For things like organs, he walked over and reached out to press them.

The sound of gears running came from inside the wall, and after a while, the wide bed moved away by itself, revealing a section of stairs below.

Could it be that Yan Jinlan is below?

Without a moment's hesitation, Qiao Zhen went straight down the stairs. When he stepped on it, the wooden stairs creaked.

The further you go, the higher the temperature, and the water vapor seems to be heavier.

The road ahead suddenly widened. Qiao Zhen saw Yan Jinlan lying in the pool. He closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep. There were still a few empty wine bottles on the bank.

Qiao Zhen walked to the side of the pool and squatted down, then stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Yan Jinlan's eyes.

Yan Jinlan didn't respond for a long time, probably really fell asleep.

"Yan Jinlan, wake up!"

Most of his body was exposed to the water, so he could catch cold easily.

After being pushed twice by him, Yan Jinlan opened his eyes bewilderedly, and those eyes were still a little bit drunk.

Staring at him for a long time, Yan Jinlan gradually frowned: "Who are you? Why are you here? Do you know that no one is allowed to enter this kind of place?"

Yan Jinlan, who was drunk, was not like usual. He could frighten everyone by saying a word with a cold face. At this time, he had no momentum. To Qiao Zhen's ears, it sounded like he was acting like a spoiled child.

"I know, you are the only one who can enter here."

Yan Jinlan snorted softly, as a tacit consent, and then closed his eyes again, as if planning to sleep in the pool all night.

"Yan Jinlan, get up!"

He urged again, Yan Jinlan didn't even open his eyes this time.

Qiao Zhen went directly into the water, picked him up, and then walked into the inner room. The reflex arc of the drunken person seemed to be extraordinarily long, and he was about to return to the inner room. Yan Jinlan opened his eyes and gritted his teeth. Said: "You are such a big dog!"

"Yan Zunzhu, I have done even the most daring thing, what are you going to do to me?"

Yan Jinlan stared at him for a long time, but the hostility in his body disappeared in an instant, and then said in a thunderous voice: "How? Of course I killed you, but tonight you have to sacrifice your blood for this seat. "

As he spoke, Qiao Zhen had already walked to the front of the stairs. Seeing that he was about to go up the stairs, Yan Jinlan subconsciously stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his neck, as if afraid of being thrown down.

Qiao Zhen couldn't help laughing: "I won't let you fall, don't worry!"

Yan Jinlan was a little annoyed by his laughter, her arms stretched slightly, strangling his neck tightly, and the veins on Qiao Zhen's neck protruded.

"Hiss, take it easy!"

"You are the first male favorite who dares to be so bold. I really think your life is too long."

Qiao Zhen sighed silently in her heart, when will Yan Jinlan's bad habits of being self-centered and ready to kill people change?

Seeing that he was silent, Yan Jinlan started moaning again: "Why are you silent? Are you scared?"

Qiao Zhen followed his words and said, "Yes, I'm scared."

Yan Jinlan snorted again, buried her entire face in the hollow of his shoulder and neck, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, I won't kill you tonight."

The warm breath fell on Qiao Zhen's neck, and he remembered the beauty of that night again, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, so he quickened his pace and walked to the inner room, and put Yan Jinlan on the bed.

Yan Jinlan turned over and looked at him sideways.

"Why don't you come here quickly, what are you doing?"

Qiao Zhen went to the bed and sat down, and took off the golden mask on his face. When he was doing all this, Yan Jinlan didn't stop him.

"Jinlan, do you drink human blood every night now?"

Yan Jinlan blinked instead of answering.

"Then is there any way not to suck human blood?"

This time, Yan Jinlan was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Last time, I didn't drink human blood, but it happened. The leader of the martial arts alliance sacrificed the lives of most of his disciples, and finally made me lose all my strength, and then directly beat me down." In such a situation, it is enough to experience it only once in a lifetime, and I don't want to experience it a second time."

Therefore, he has to use human blood to support it.

Looking at Yan Jinlan's face, Qiao Zhen couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

He quietly held Yan Jinlan's hands, and silently repeated the three words "I'm sorry" over and over again in his heart.

Yan Jinlan suddenly waved his hand away: "Hmph, if you have time to sympathize with me, why don't you think about how to survive!"

Qiao Zhen squeezed her empty palm, and subconsciously said, "I don't sympathize with you, I just... feel sorry for you."