The Eldest Martial Sister Gave Up Treatment

Chapter 13 Sister, surrender yourself!

The moment the formation barrier guarding outside the cave was smashed, the river water poured back, and the cave dug by the two-headed dragon was instantly filled.

This is the most suitable environment for Bai Lian to exert his strength.

She flicked her finger.

A note cuts the cloud and cuts the water down.

In the transpiring clouds and mists, the river divides, and the water rumbles and splits into countless tiny pieces.

Time seemed to stand still.

After a while, the "giant hammer" pushed the Li River to continue rushing forward.

And at that moment, the huge power accumulated slammed on the cave, completely erasing the cave from the bottom of the Li River.

"Special effects 100 points, destructive power 10 points, handsome and it's over!"

Bai Lian nodded in satisfaction.

She squinted like a lazy crescent moon, turned around and said to Tutu and Qingluan, "Let's go."

Excellent person, she looks good in everything she does.

Qingluan thought so.

When he went back, Bai Lian still used the earth escape talisman, but this time Qingluan had no time to pay attention to the scenery on both sides.

She was frowning, full of thought, one heart was heavier than two breasts.

When she said goodbye to Bai Lian at the foot of Qiongming Peak, she bowed slightly, like a little handmaiden who was ridden on her head every day by a villainous young lady.

"..."

Looking at Qingluan's slightly embarrassed back, Bai Lian felt inexplicable.

Could it be that she was too ruthless to kill the two-headed dragon and scared Qingluan?

Harmful.

Bai Lian spread his hands.

┓(??`)┏

She doesn't want that.

Who let the strength of that two-headed dragon be blown out, so that the formation flags, talismans and anti-snake medicine she prepared were all useless.

Bai Lian looked up at the fish maw white that appeared in the eastern sky.

It's almost dawn.

She still couldn't think of what gift to give to the ancestor of the blood tree.

Finally, Bai Lian took out the diary and stroked the black cover.

The matte cover feels great.

More than four hundred years.

If no one pushed in the middle, the strange relationship between Yan Yue and An Lan would probably last for countless more 400 years.

The ancestor of the blood tree is also a tree with a heart.

Otherwise, it would not have made a copy of Yan Yue's diary, nor would it have written notes in the diary, nor would it have secretly handed this diary to Bai Lian.

In fact, Bai Lian felt even more anxious.

There is no eternal stability.

Even if An Lan doesn't do anything, one day, the enemy who knocked her down from the mortal world will come to her door.

As short as twenty or thirty years, as long as a thousand years.

At that time, the road in front of An Lan is only a dead end.

What's the use of Yan Yue and An Lan abandoning their former feud and getting back together at that time?

With laughter and laughter playing GG, this kind of future without a future is not the future Bai Lian wants.

She would rather she was crying to welcome everyone's big reunion.

Tragedy, no!

Comedy, okay!

"As the bearer of Qiongmingfeng, I have to stand up!"

Bai Lian decided to push behind these two awkward people.

"Let's go, let's go to Zhu Yanfeng!"

Bai Lian picked up the bunny who was squatting on the ground teasing flowers.

"Haw?"

Tutu kicked his legs indiscriminately.

It was held high above his head by Bai Lian, as if it were flying.

Tutu quickly stopped struggling.

It looked down at Bai Lian who was bathing in the morning sun. Although it didn't know what happened, it knew that Bai Lian was very happy now.

Xia Fei's cheeks.

Against the rising sun, it became vivid.

Bai Lian was happy, and Tutu's mood also improved.

It likes the current life and is carefree, it just needs to do well on its own.

but……

No matter how beautiful the story is, there will be an end to it.

Tutu raised his head, what caught his eye was the lovely flower demon.

"Hahahaha (I believe Senior Sister Bai, it will get better

Tutu's face bloomed with a bright smile that was more striking than the delicate flowers.

……

Zhu Yanfeng.

Bai Lian traveled unimpeded, and soon came to the woods where the blood tree ancestor was.

Yan Yue is not here.

Those trees that were swept away by the aftermath of the battle were replanted.

Before Bai Lian could speak, the ancestor of the blood tree, who was still dozing just now, woke up with a trembling body.

"Ancestor..."

Bai Lian smiled awkwardly.

She doesn't have any advanced nutrient solution on her body, and she can't take out other valuable things. All she has is a promise that is not reliable.

"I know your intention, you don't need to say more."

The ancestor of the blood tree was unexpectedly tolerant, with a kind smile on its wrinkled face. When it stretched out its branches, a drop of red liquid was floating on the branches.

"come over."

Tutu carefully handed over the dying flower.

Tick ​​tock!

The blood dripped on the stamens, and the dying flower demon returned to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bai Lian breathed a sigh of relief.

Later, she felt that the burden on her body was heavier.

Yan Yue's side is relatively easy to deal with. The focus is on An Lan. It is not something that can be achieved overnight.

As far as An Lan's awkward personality is concerned, it is much more difficult to deal with than the four junior sisters.

Bai Lian felt that instead of calling her Master, it would be better to regard her as a special Junior Sister No. 0.

Bai Lian said, "I've finished reading that book. It's really a sad story."

The ancestor of the blood tree sighed: "Yes."

Bai Lian said again, "I think I should do something."

She took out the diary.

The ancestor of the blood tree said: "Take it, what do you want to say to me, just write it on the paper, and Yan Yue will be back in a while."

Bai Lian nodded.

In this way, she doesn't have to run to Zhu Yanfeng frequently.

After thanking the blood tree ancestor for his help, she took Tutu back to Qiongming Peak.

……

When the sun rises.

In an inconspicuous room in Yunluofeng, Qingluan tightly held the metal plate in her palm.

Even though there was labor pain in her palm, she didn't let go.

After sitting until the morning light illuminated the windowsill, Qingluan got up and placed a miniature formation in the four corners of the room.

It's always something to face, isn't it?

She took out the jade slip and wrote: [There is information related to Bai Lian, come quickly]

Hong Luan came and arrived at the room faster than Qing Luan imagined.

Thinking about it carefully, it's only been two hours.

Hong Luan smiled, she felt that Qing Luan finally figured it out.

"What information?"

That eager look made Qingluan's eyes flash with disgust: "Don't you want to know the strength of Senior Sister Bai?"

"That's right."

Hong Luan said so, but Senior Sister Bai's voice made her feel a little unhappy.

Qingluan said, "Have you heard of the two-headed dragon that caused the disaster on the Li River?"

After all, she stared at Hong Luan's eyes.

Hongluan, who was just sitting by the window, squinted her eyes slightly, and propped her cheeks with her hands, showing her laziness. She couldn't see anything.

"Of course, does this have anything to do with Bai Lian's strength?"

Qingluan turned her head away and said in a mechanical tone, "Just now, Senior Sister Bai and I went to Lihe."

"and then?"

"Senior Sister Bai killed the two-headed dragon."

Hongluan's eyes suddenly widened: "How did you find the two-headed dragon?"

Qingluan avoided talking: "Senior Sister Bai only wielded four swords to cut off the vitality of the two-headed dragon!"

Hongluan's pupils shrank.

She has experienced how powerful the two-headed dragon is.

Because the two-headed dragon has two heads and two inner cores, most of the monsters with the cultivation level are not its opponents.

Four swords?

I'm afraid this is not the Sword God!

Hong Luan pressed Qing Luan's shoulder, her chest was full of waves: "You didn't lie to me?"