Broken Night

Chapter Three Hundred and Four - Unwilling Lan Zha

Xu Yan and Jin Qianji walked towards the cottage by the Youzi Lake, exhausted.

"It's better not to go out to practice."

Jin Qianji agreed: "It's not bad to stay in the city."

"Ok."

The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and then walked to the lakeside hut like two walking corpses, crossing the pair of earthy couplets.

Yang Chun's voice immediately sounded: "Huh? Are you back?"

Seeing the well-organized garden managed by Yang Chun, the two finally showed a smile on their faces: "Well, we're back."

Yang Chun also laughed: "Sit down and rest, I'll prepare dinner."

Xu Yan and Jin Qianji said at the same time, "No."

"We are very tired. Let's rest first. Let's eat tomorrow."

"Mmmm." Xu Yan was the first to trot to his bedroom, hugged the quilt and fell asleep. Jin Qianji just gave Yang Chun an apologetic smile, then walked into the room to close the door and fell asleep.

Only Yang Chun, who was stunned, did not laugh for a moment: "These two children are really exhausted."

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into the night.

A different courtyard.

This place was specially emptied, there were not too many objects, only scattered puppets stood blankly on the ground. It's just that if anyone in the industry sees this doll, they will be surprised. Because the doll's body has a bright silver color, it is a rare metal - mithril.

Mithril is a very powerful and expensive metal.

It has two characteristics - good at allowing the grain force to pass through, and repairing.

Generally speaking, mithril is the metal that every firesmith's weapon of Tier 3 or above will surely fuse. Because a part of the mithril is fused on the tattoo, the strength of the tattoo will be smoother when passing through the tattoo, and even if it is damaged, as long as it is not too serious, it will automatically recover over time.

And this is also one of the reasons why fire forgers can never be replaced—fire forge masters are the origin of true blacksmiths. Whether grass refining or water casting, are the methods that came into being later. They have their own living space, but no matter how they develop, they cannot replace the status of fire forging.

And the puppet in front of him was actually made of Mithril!

Generally speaking, the fire forge just grinds a part of the mithril into powder and sprinkles it on the tattoo.

The puppet in front of you, the amount of mithril required for ten to twenty tattooed soldiers, can be said to be invaluable!

And there are five or six such dolls in the garden in front of you!

boom!

A wave-like palm spit out, smashing the doll into pieces!

The little silver fragments were like silver stars falling on the ground in the night, but they quickly gathered together and turned into silver liquid. In just a few breaths, he turned into the puppet just now.

The shadow-like figure stood silently outside the garden.

He also clenched his fists, hating his own lack of strength.

And the figure in the garden is even more so. Already sweating like rain, Wen Li continued to use his tattoo skills as if he didn't need money, punching out one palm after another, smashing the Mithril dolls one by one!

Finally, when he exhausted his strength, he fell to the ground gasping for breath, and recovered his strength by the way.

The figure sitting on the ground so embarrassed is not Lan Zha! ?

He felt that tired feeling in his body, how long has it been since he felt this way?

He is the favored son of heaven, he broke through the Xiantian Palace as early as ten years old, and began to practice the power of the second palace. He is confident that he will be able to break through to become a tattoo artist of the Second Palace at the age of twenty. Such achievements are outstanding in any era.

But I don't know what's going on in this era.

Zuo Kuanglan, Huang Qiuye, An Que, Li Bai, Yang Tianxing...

Countless young powerhouses have appeared, but it is not uncommon for them to be like Chinese cabbage in the past. But Lan Zha has never taken them seriously, because he is not a reckless man who fights and kills.

He was destined to become emperor.

Left Kuanglan? Yellow autumn leaves? An shortage?

In his eyes, it's just his pawn.

Moreover, as a prince, the resources he possesses are definitely not comparable to those of mortals. Although the exercises he practiced are not comparable to those of Fentian Mountain and Siji Mountain, they are also fourth-order exercises;

The tattoo techniques he referenced were all-encompassing. In his capacity, even if he enters the Jagged War Gate, he can refer to various tattoo techniques.

So he never really took practice seriously.

All he needs is time.

Over time, he will get stronger and stronger and rule the South...  

But in this experience, his fantasy was completely shattered.

time?

No one will give you time.

He saw with his own eyes a disciple from the outer sect of Yunfu who came in gilded, and his head was eaten by a tattooed beast;

Each tattoo artist and tattoo artist was blasted over the spider web.

Even he and Ren Suiying were one of them.

And at that time, no one noticed them.

At all... no one, there is that leisurely interest to pay attention to him.

There were dozens of people bombarded on the spider web, and he followed Ren Suiying was just one of them. It can be said that if Mengshi, Huang Qiuye, Zuo Kuanglan and others did not break free from the cobwebs for them, even if Hu Nian and Zhuo Guan made a move, he would definitely die.

Under the cobweb entanglement, Lan Zha knew that even if he had a jade pendant that could summon a dying old man, he couldn't crush it.

on the contrary.

The people he has always looked down on are shining brightly in this battle.

Although Xu Yan did not appear in this battle, his medical skills were superb, and he stepped into the master state at the age of thirteen. What made him even more unacceptable was Jin Qianji.

Facing the giant spirit spider, the Yunfu outer sect disciples were unable to move due to fear. It was Jin Qianji who came out first and rescued Li Bai. The important thing is that kind of courage, Lan Zha does not have it. And because of this kind of courage, without the attention of others, it infected them, causing them to shoot at the giant spirit spider.

With this kind of picture, this kind of leader's figure, Lan Zha always thought that she was that person.

When that figure turned into someone else.

This reality makes Lan Zha extremely uncomfortable!

And more importantly, Jin Qianji never saw Lan Zha from beginning to end.

Prince?

genius?

People didn't care from beginning to end.

The direction of his eyes is his way, his future.

In Lan Zha, he thinks he is the emperor, but in the eyes of others, he is worthless.

The more she thought about it, Lan Zha's heart was burning like being bitten by a snake.

He stood up abruptly and walked out of the park.

Ren Suiying did not speak and followed silently.

The two walked all the way, Ren Suiying's complexion slightly changed.

He has been in the palace since he was a child, and he knows the palace like the back of his hand. He knew the direction and where it was going: "Your Highness, I want to go..."

As if knowing what Ren Suiying was asking, Lan Zha did not blink, her face showed firmness: "I want to enter [Huangyou Lake]."

Ren Suiying was shocked: "Your Highness, it is absolutely impossible! [Huang Youhu] is extremely dangerous for those with tattoos below the Three Palace Realm!" Lan Zha's voice was firm: "Back then, the ancestor of the Xie family, Xie Wentian, once used a The palace entered [Huangyou Lake] and came out, and the old man of Zuojia Zuo Bloody Battle..."

"Subordinates know, but..."

"But what?" Lan Zha stopped and turned to look at Ren Suiying: "Are you doubting the talent of Prince Ben?"

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