The Way of the Demon Cult Leader Chasing His Wife

It is said that old man Xia's family picked up a very beautiful girl.

The girl looked at about Biyu Nianhua, she was so beautiful that she couldn't be seen in the world, but it was a pity that her face was cold all day and all night, and the cold air was overflowing.She also didn't want to talk to other people, so only the youngest daughter of the Xia family could chat with that fairy.

Xia Zhitao's home is in a place called "Guling", whether it is near or far from the "Kyoto" where Zhang Lan used to be, it is only two days' distance by carriage.

There is a prosperous town called "Liuzhou" in Guling, and there is a small village next to the town, where there are farming families, and Xia Zhitao was born there.

When Xia Zhitao took Zhang Lan and brought her home the first day, not only Xia's family, but the whole village were scared to death by her, or Zhang Lan she brought back.

Xia Paohui was kept white and fat by the old man Xia. After playing in the mud and washing his hands with clean water, he was sitting on a wooden pier with his legs dangling, grabbing a chicken leg and gnawing happily.

He saw the second sister walking back home from a distance, so he gnawed the chicken legs clean, threw the chicken bones on the ground, grabbed the mud and planned to tease the second sister.

As soon as he jumped over, he saw that the old sister was leading a woman in a moon-white dress, walking towards him.

Where has the little boy seen a woman of such color, he sat down on the ground in shock, and shouted at the top of his voice:

"Arya kidnapped the fairy——!!!"

This roar was a shocking cry of ghosts and gods, the world was shocked by it, and everyone in the village poked their heads out, wanting to see what rebellious deed the second girl of the Xia family had done again.

Zhang Lan: "... Erya?"

Xia Zhitao: "...I am the second child in my family."

Everyone in the village loves to watch the excitement, and they have already surrounded the two of them, pointing at them.Aunt Li next door was eating sunflower seeds, and exclaimed, "Second girl, which girl are you kidnapping?"

Aunt Huang also broke her mouth: "Could it be that a fairy was really tied up? Erya, you are going to bring disaster to our village?"

Sorry, I did kidnap a little fairy and go home.

It's just that the little fairy will probably evolve into the leader of the demon sect, the ultimate big boss, etc., so let's ignore it for the time being.

Xia Zhitao protected Zhang Lan behind her, but the six or seven-year-old girl did not lose her momentum at all.She spread her hands and said without a doubt:

"There's nothing to see, please go back."

Looking at Xia Zhitao's protective look, Zhang Lan frowned, not quite understanding her purpose.She pulled her five fingers away from Xia Zhitao's hand, and stood a foot away from him.

There was a lot of noise all around, Zhang Lan's expression was gloomy, and there was a coolness in her voice:

"To shut up."

All the aunts and aunts were frightened by her, and hurriedly dispersed, but after returning to the house, they still opened the window sill, looking out.

And Xia Paohui was frightened by this, and cried "Wow".

Old man Xia hurried out when he heard the crying, and said distressedly: "My dear Paohui, Erya, what are you doing—"

The second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat. Old man Xia looked at Zhang Lan in shock and said, "This, this??"

Xia Zhitao said calmly, "Father, this is my wife."

Old man Xia: "What? What wife?"

Xia Zhitao didn't care about her father's dazed expression, she just stood there in a daze, and turned to look at Zhang Lan's situation.

Zhang Lan was disturbed by a group of villagers, she was stroking her knuckles with displeasure.

There was faint spiritual power flowing between the slender five fingers, but the spiritual power was very chaotic, splashing and jumping in the air like sparks, completely out of Zhang Lan's control.

Suddenly, someone touched his head.

Zhang Lan frowned, and saw that the little girl who brought her back raised her arms high and tiptoed vigorously to reach the top of her head.

She smiled and said, "Not bad, very imposing."

Zhang Lan silently pushed her hand away, and said impatiently, "Don't touch me."

The little girl was not angry at all, and she said with bright eyebrows, "Is it okay to hold hands? Didn't we bring them all the way back?"

Zhang Lan choked, as if she had been obsessed with ghosts just now, as if she really didn't resist, and was directly led all the way to this small village.

She held back for a long time, and finally said silently: "...whatever."

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Xia Zhitao led Zhang Lan into the house, and directly pulled Zhang Lan into her small room.

Zhang Lan was pushed down by Xia Zhitao to sit on the wooden bed, and then Xia Zhitao naturally sat down next to her.

Zhang Lan is not very used to such intimate contact, she avoided it a little bit, looked at Xia Zhitao warily, and said, "What's your purpose?"

Seeing her like this, Xia Zhitao joked with a smile, "Take you home."

Zhang Lan frowned and said, "Abduct me? You are really weird."

She shrank back and sat against the wall, holding something tightly in her right hand, unwilling to let go.The long black hair hung down softly, and when it fell on the moon white dress, it became mottled ink marks.

The little girl asked: "My name is Xia Zhitao, what's your name?"

Zhang Lan was silent for a long time, and when Xia Zhitao was about to change the subject, she spoke in a weak voice that only the two of them could hear:

"...Zhang Lan, named Zilan."

It turns out that her original name was this, Zhang Kuang had never said it before.

"Good to hear."

As if it wasn't enough, Xia Zhitao repeated it again, saying, "It's a beautiful name."

Zhang Lan gave a muffled "Hmm", but unexpectedly the little girl across from her suddenly smiled slyly and said, "I'll call you Little Lanhua from now on."

Zhang Lan was stunned, "Huh?"

Zhang Kuang is always called "Taotao" and "Little Taozi", but this time Feng Shui took turns, and Xia Zhitao got her nickname.

——There is "lan" and "flower", doesn't it fit well?

Xia Zhitao originally wanted to tease her, but Zhang Lan said a perfunctory "Hmm" without any response: "It doesn't matter."

Zhang Lan was still in a daze, but suddenly fell into a warm embrace.Zhang Lan turned her head with some hesitation, and saw the little girl looking at her. She was only six or seven years old, but she was much more mature than she looked.

Xia Zhitao had already known what happened before from "Travel in Handan". When she saw Zhang Lan looking sleepy and silent, her heart ached as if she had been pulled.

Thinking of this, Xia Zhitao swayed around Zhang Lan with her arms around her, her tone softened a lot, it sounded soft and waxy, like coaxing a child:

"It's okay, I'll be with you."

The two chatted for a long time that day, but in fact, Xia Zhitao was talking alone.

She knew what Zhang Lan was most concerned about at this time, so she connected the things that happened during the 30 years of Zhang Lan's sleep into a thread, and told her slowly.

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In the past few days, Xia Zhitao has deeply experienced that the leader of the Demon Cult was not made in a day.

Zhang Lan didn't know what happened after she fell into the spiritual vein. Anyway, she could go berserk and cut down a mountain in an instant, or she could be wobbly and unable to walk steadily.

Ever since Zhang Lan performed the "Demon Cult Master, you fall on the ground" and fell face down on the ground, Xia Zhitao never dared to let her go blindly by herself. It fell down again.

In order not to scare the villagers to death, Xia Zhitao took Zhang Lan to the mountains to practice spiritual power.

Zhang Lan tried to condense a ray of spiritual power in her hand, but every time the scattered light spots gathered a little, they would disperse with a crash, and she was disobedient.

Xia Zhitao was sitting not far away, racking her brains to recall the crazy ways of using spiritual power in modern times, and suggested:

"Uh, that, you snap your fingers?"

Zhang Lan: "..."

She tried snapping her fingers, but it didn't work.

"Well, you draw a circle with your finger?"

Zhang Lan: "..."

She tried drawing circles with her fingers, but it didn't work.

Looking at Zhang Lan's dejected look, Xia Zhitao grabbed her and said, "Take a break."

Zhang Lan nodded, and the two sat down under the tree.Zhang Lan usually doesn't talk much, but today she suddenly spoke:

"My physical body has merged into the spiritual vein," she said, "I only have a spiritual body now."

As she spoke, Zhang Lan raised a hand, her fair complexion faded away layer by layer, and her five fingers became as transparent as molten gold.

She lowered her eyelids, and the palms of her hands instantly scattered into thousands of flowers, while the remaining arms stood upright alone, looking rather scary.

"See," Zhang Lan said softly, "Isn't it scary?"

Xia Zhitao looked at her and said, "It's not scary at all, it's very beautiful."

Zhang Lan was puzzled: "Aren't you afraid?"

Xia Zhitao was extremely calm: "Why are you afraid?"

When Zhang Kuangxian chases her, he turns into flowers all over the sky at every turn. It doesn't matter if he jumps over the window and jumps on the balcony.

Zhang Lan: "...you are so weird."

Xia Zhitao looked at her and suddenly didn't know what to say.

——The more unrestrained and unrestrained the modern domineering and arrogant, the more distressed this confused and bewildered Zhang Lan is now.

"Does it hurt?"

Xia Zhitao asked.

Zhang Lan curled up, her pale fingers sinking into Mo's hair.She was tugging at her long silky hair irritably, but under the gaze of the little girl, her complicated mood gradually calmed down a little.

Does it hurt?Xia Zhitao asked.

Falling into a deep cliff and being swallowed by a majestic spiritual vein, does it hurt?

—It hurts.

The spiritual veins invaded the nose and nose, penetrated into the chest, oppressed the heart and lungs, and broke all the bones into countless pieces.

Every vein, every ounce of flesh and blood was torn from the bones, peeled off and melted into the long river of molten gold.

She wanted to cry, but sadly found that she couldn't cry at all, she had been corroded to the point where she couldn't even tell who she was.

But compared to those years of heart-burning misery, compared to the despair of having nowhere to return to—it seems nothing.

Zhang Lan shook her head and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Xia Zhitao leaned forward and leaned towards Zhang Lan, which made her nervous and wanted to leave uneasily.

Xia Zhitao pushed her down and patted her head casually: "How old are you—you have to speak out about pain, sadness, and even displeasure, and I'll listen, don't keep everything in your heart."

Zhang Lan slapped her hand away, with a bit of annoyance and impatience in her expression, she reprimanded: "Child? You should look at yourself before talking about me."

Xia Zhitao: "..."

Xia Zhitao lowered her head, looking at her slender arms and her height, which was two heads shorter than Zhang Lan, suddenly felt infinitely depressed.

Calculating carefully, Zhang Lan's 30 years of sleeping in her spiritual veins does not count, she is sixteen or seventeen years old if she survives.I am an older young woman who traveled from modern times, and I have been in the fantasy world for another six or seven years. No matter how old I am, I should be a round older than you, okay?