[Chen Qingling] You are my brother

In another inn, Wei Ying, Lan Zhan, and Nie Huaisang... oh no, it should be Wei Ying who asked Nie Huaisang unilaterally, and Nie Huaisang looked at Lan Zhan, and because Lan Zhan was there, he answered Wei Ying's question and put two bottles of wine together. Passing it to Wei Ying, Lan Zhan pulled Lan Xinlian to sit down, and gently rubbed the wound medicine on her face.

Blue Heart Lotus Sea of ​​Consciousness...

【How long will it take for me to step on the horse and go out? ! 】Lan Xinlian stared expressionlessly at the four shivering Yin irons gathered together in front of her. She wanted them to keep her soul away when she died so that it would not be locked in her body, and her body They disappeared together, but she didn't let them lock herself in the sea of ​​consciousness and couldn't get out.

Yin Tie was wronged, but Yin Tie couldn't speak. During the day, Lan Xinlian was worried that Jin Ling would forcefully break through the sea of ​​consciousness, but who knew she would break through for three minutes before being dragged back to the sea of ​​consciousness. As for her face The injury on her body... Even if she left the sea of ​​consciousness, she would not say that when she was dragged back to the sea of ​​consciousness, her body fell down uncontrollably and was scratched by a branch!It's too detrimental to her image!Don't say it, don't say it, kill it, but... when will she leave the sea of ​​consciousness? !

Three pieces of Yin iron and one piece of Yinhu Talisman gathered together, chattering about something, Lan Xinlian only saw the four of them discussing together, and a big cloud of black mist rushed towards her...

As soon as she opened her eyes, Lan Xinlian saw Lan Zhan's spirit sealing bag bouncing around like crazy, she twitched the corners of her mouth, rolled her eyes at the sky, raised her hand, and held the jade flute to her lips.

Lan Zhan and Wei Ying turned around suddenly, only to see a girl in white with bright eyes, playing the jade flute while looking at the spirit sealing bag, slowly walking over, walking around the spirit sealing bag, waiting for it Quiet, Lan Xinlian stopped, put away the jade flute, squatted down, stretched out her hand, but suddenly froze, her translucent and clear eyes turned into big, round black eyes again...

【You just give me the time for this song? !I haven't talked to Xianxian yet? ! ] Lan Xinlian was furious, with her hands on her hips, turning back and forth in the sea of ​​consciousness, but the four cunning irons were wilting, rubbing her arm pitifully, what else could she do? !Wait, if the Yin iron is complete, then what is she worried about, she just doesn't know where the last piece of Yin iron is, and the dead child of Xianxian, who doesn't want the Yin iron to her, why ruin it? However, Lan Xinlian didn't think about how much she ignored the three iron lumps in her body at the beginning, and later found out that she could use them to transform the dead energy into vitality, so she thought of using them to preserve her soul.

the next day……

"Say, will it take us to find Chifeng Zun?!" Wei Ying stroked his chin and said to Lan Zhan thoughtfully, but he didn't see Lan Zhan staring at him behind him intently.

"I don't know who it will take you to, but... why don't I remember that I taught you to dig people's ancestral graves?!" A small hand grabbed his ear, turned his head around, and smiled An extremely gentle little face appeared in front of him, with two clusters of flames rising from his eyes, "Not bad, I've grown up, sister, I wake up, my brother will dig someone's grave."

"Ah... Sister... Sister!!!" Wei Ying stared at her blankly, unable to care about the pain in her ears, hugged her, and kept shouting.

"...Okay, okay, sister is back, let go first, let's talk after we're done." Lan Xinlian paused, let go of his ears, stretched out her arms to hug him and patted his back lightly, then moved He pushes away.

Throwing the white jade flute in his hand into the air, it turned into a white jade nine-stringed qin when it fell, "Sangsang, I will help you resolve the evil spirits of your ancestors and let them rest in peace. Please forgive my brat All right." Lan Xinlian said, plucking the strings, from the coffin... oh no, it should be said that from the various knives in the coffin exuded black evil spirits, together with the tomb that had been contaminated for many years All the evil energy was absorbed by Lan Xinlian. From outsiders, Lan Xinlian played the requiem with her eyes closed, but in fact, Lan Xinlian looked inside at the four yin irons in her mind. They absorbed the sinister air in the tomb, and changed from sluggish to full of energy. She couldn't help curling her lips, but her smile froze, and Lan Xinlian rolled her eyes at Tian Kuang, "That...see you next time..."

The nine-stringed zither turned into a jade flute and landed in her palm. Lan Xinlian sat cross-legged with no expression on her face. Wei Ying rushed over, but no matter what, she couldn't find anything unusual.

As for the follow-up, it is naturally a matter between Wei Ying, Lan Zhan and Nie Huaisang. Lan Xinlian once again became quiet and obedient, and was held by Lan Zhan to bid farewell to Nie Huaisang with Wei Ying, and promised that if If Nie Mingjue's body was found, a letter would be sent to inform him. Afterwards, Lan Zhan and Wei Ying left Qinghe with Lan Xinlian.

Liyang...

Lan Xinlian was completely lost in temper by Yin Tie. It would be great if it was in the mass grave, how much dead energy would be needed to recharge Yin Tie, but they were not in Yiling Mass Burial Mound, which led to The time when she can come out is uncertain, and the length of time is also uncertain, annoying!

Opening her eyes, the melodious sound of the flute sounded downstairs, Lan Xinlian slightly raised her eyebrows, walked to the window, looked at the deserted street, Wei Ying was playing a tune softly, Lan Xinlian smiled lightly, She raised her lips, tapped her fingertips on the edge of the window, and hummed lightly to the sound of the flute.

At the end of the song, Lan Xinlian opened her eyes. Downstairs, Wei Ying looked at both sides of the street, as if... looking for someone, Lan Xinlian couldn't help raising her eyebrows, lifted her skirt, stepped on a chair, and leaned against the window Edge, stepping on the edge of the window with one foot and planning to jump off...

"Lian'er... what are you doing?!" Grasping her ankle with one hand, Lan Xinlian couldn't help but patted her frightened little heart. He caught her early. Jumping... would be disfiguring! ! !

"I..." The sound of rattling chains interrupted Lan Xinlian's words, she looked down, and a figure came slowly, it was... "Ning Ning?!" Pulling Lan Zhan's hand away, Lan Zhan Xinlian jumped down from the window, startling Wei Ying, but instead of looking at Wei Ying, she ran towards Wen Ning.

"Ningning...you are still alive...you are still alive..."