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Lu Chai listened intently for a moment, but outside was quiet, without any sound, so he said, "Are you scaring me?"

Xiao Lan asked back: "Will you be afraid because of this?"

Lu Zhui replied: "No."

Xiao Lan is funny: "Then I scare you into trouble."

Lu Chai frowned: "So someone is really crying?"

Xiao Lan nodded.

Lu Zhui rubbed against him.

Xiao Lan bent his finger and flicked his forehead: "Aren't you afraid?"

Lu Zhui said frankly: "There is someone by your side, don't rely on it, don't rely on it."

"Sleep for a while, it will take a while before it gets dark." Xiao Lan said, "I will go out and guard."

Lu Zhui said, "Why go out to guard?"

Xiao Lan said, "Otherwise? Am I sitting on the side of the bed and watching you sleep?"

"What about watching me sleep?" Lu Chai cleared his throat, "You know--"

"I know that many people in this great Chu are waiting to see you sleep." Xiao Lan interrupted him, but even wanted to laugh when he said something. If such a narcissistic and arrogant sentence comes out of others, it will inevitably be a bit irritating, but it is him who said it, so instead of disgusting, it is somewhat suave and reasonable.

Lu Zhui lay down calmly: "Then you have to go out." What is blessing and not enjoying.

Xiao Lan covered him with a quilt: "Go to sleep."

Lu Chai yawned and fell asleep quite quickly. Xiao Lan tried his body temperature, perhaps because of blood loss, which was slightly low.

So he took out a quilt from the cabinet, shook it open and pressed it on him, then turned and left.

Lu Zhui: "..."

The sky was only half-bright and half-dark, but a bleak red moon had already appeared. Xiao Lan sat under the tree in the courtyard, placed the Wujin whip on the table casually, and the jade pendant dangled slowly, softly and glowing slightly, like a small fire.

Xiao Lan stretched out her hand to hold it, although the winter night was cold, her palm was still warm.

There was a trouble in the Li Mansion, and the people only said that the people in the rivers and lakes were crazy, and no one dared to go out. The street was quiet, there was no voice, no footsteps, no crying just now.

But Xiao Lan knew that it was definitely not her own illusion.

"Father!" A Liu also heard the news that Lu Chai was injured and hurried back.

Xiao Lan made a silent gesture at him, and said, "Sleep."

"Did it by the people from Mingyue Tomb?" A Liu leaned over the door and glanced, seeing that Lu Zhui was indeed asleep before returning to the table and sitting down, "Did they chase this small courtyard?"

"Not here, but through the cloud tower." Xiao Lan said, "May I ask you a question first?"

Ah Liu nodded: "Say."

Xiao Lan said: "I heard that three or five years ago, Changfeng Taoist once went to Chao Muya to fight with the head of Zhao Da, but was blocked by the second head. In the end, who won?"

"Naturally my dad won, and without a hundred moves, he beat him to the utmost." A Liudao said, "That's not the old way, except for the loud voice, everything else is mediocre."

"That's it." Xiao Lan smiled.

Ah Liu did not understand: "What are you asking this for?"

Xiao Lan said, "The name of the person who assassinated your father today was Deng Huang. He was an apprentice of the Taoist Changfeng. Although he could be called a master, his martial arts was far behind his master."

Ah Liu suddenly said, "So he came to seek revenge for Master?"

"No." Xiao Lan shook his head, "Changfeng Taoist was killed in Departure Valley two years ago, Deng Huang went to Mingyue Tomb and became a dead man assassin."

A Liudao: "After talking for a long time, it was your Aunt Ghost who sent someone to kill my father."

"Even Taoist Changfeng is not your father's opponent, but Deng Huang can hurt him today." Xiao Lan smiled, "Why don't you guess the reason?"

Ah Liu thought for a long time, and then solemnly said: "So you want to show off that Mingyue Tomb has other secrets, so that Deng Huang's effort will increase in two years?"

Xiao Lan's expression froze for a moment.

...

Ah Liu was extremely sure of his answer.

Xiao Lan said, "You are great."

A Liu stared at him for a long time, and said suspiciously: "How do I feel that you are not complimenting me."

"How come." Xiao Lan patted him on the shoulder, "In the next three hundred years, in the next three hundred years, there will be no one who can learn by analogy like you."

Ah Liu smiled and scratched his head calmly.

is it.

Awarded.

Lu Chai coughed in the house.

Ah Liu quickly put down the knife and entered the house: "Father."

Lu Chai frowned and asked in a daze, "What are you talking about outside?"

Ah Liu said straightforwardly: "I'm talking about why Dad can beat a Taoist priest with a cow nose, but he can't beat his apprentice."

Lu Chai yawned, "Who is this?"

A Liudao: "Niubi is the Changfeng Taoist a few years ago. His apprentice is the one who assassinated Dad today. The surnamed Xiao said he went to the Mingyue Tomb two years ago." After speaking, I remembered that Xiao Lan was in the courtyard. So he added and corrected, "Young Master Xiao, Brother Xiao."

Lu Zhui: "..."

Xiao Lan sat in the courtyard with his fingertips casually circling the jade pendant, his eyes seemingly random, but he looked at it with a slight smile.

Lu Zhui said, "Yeah."

I can beat my master, but I can't beat my apprentice. How about breaking the law?

Xiao Lan felt that he didn't need to look at it, because he knew what his expression should be at this time.

Ah Liu was puzzled and turned his head: "What are you laughing at?"

Xiao Lan said, "I didn't laugh."

Ah Liu was silent for a moment, and said, "I'm not blind." Then, "Father, why are you hitting me?"

Xiao Lan got up and also entered the house.

Lu Chai turned his back to the door and wrapped himself tightly with the quilt. Even if he pressed his shoulders, he didn't want to look back.

Xiao Lan said, "If you don't want to sleep anymore, I will take you back to Qingcang Mountain."

Lu Zhui only thought that he hadn't heard anything, and it took a long while to get bored and said "Yeah".

Xiao Lan asked Ah Liu to prepare the carriage, and went back to the house to pick up Lu Zhui and the people, and put them straight into the carriage.

Ah Six: "..."

That is my dad.

The hug should be my hug.

Lu Chai had no opinion, and hooked his neck with his uninjured right arm, lest he fell, his face was shrunk in the blanket, only a pair of seemingly ignorant eyes and a lot of bandages were exposed.

...

Xiao Lan said, "I'm going to drive."

Lu Zhui said, "Then what will A Liu do?"

Ah Liu poked his head in and volunteered: "I'll support Dad."

Lu Zhui refused: "No."

A Liu looked at Xiao Lan with a very resentful look, and saw if he didn't. When you came, my father began to despise me.

Xiao Lan let down the curtain easily.

Ah Liu sniffed and drove the car out of the courtyard.

On the bumpy road, the carriage went very bumpy. Lu Chai frowned, as if he had been injured.

Xiao Lan said, "If you are willing to sit upright, you will feel more comfortable."

Lu Zhui was still resting on his lap and asked, "Really?"

Xiao Lan couldn't laugh or cry, and helped him sit in the carriage, and wrapped him in thick bedding: "Don't make trouble, or the wound will really crack."

The outside is completely dark, and the inside of the carriage is also pitch black. Only when passing by a bright house, can you see each other's eyes clearly, clean and pure, with affection and warmth.

The carriage was abruptly another bump, Xiao Lan held his hand: "Be careful."

Lu Chai said in a low voice, "Yes." There was some pain in his shoulder, and he still didn't want to let go.

Xiao Lan fumbled for him to lean back, but the horses driving outside neighed, Ah Liu tightened the reins of the horse, and watched the five men in black vigilantly.

"Young Master." The man at the head did not put Ah Liu in his eyes, but raised his voice into the car, "Auntie wants to see you."

Lu Chai squeezed his hand tightly.

"Don't be afraid." Xiao Lan comforted him softly, then raised the curtain of the car, "Tell my aunt, I will go back tomorrow."

"I'm afraid it won't work." The other party sneered, "Does the young master want to listen to what aunt said?"

Xiao Lan frowned.

The other side said: "It's best to take the young master and Lu Mingyu back together, and secondly, take the young master and Lu Mingyu's corpses back. If it doesn't help, you have to take the eyes of the young master and Lu Mingyu back."

Xiao Lan said, "Are you threatening me?"

"The subordinate dare not." The other side said, "It's just an honest messenger."

"Then I tell you, the best consequence today is to let me go, and I will go to my aunt tomorrow." Xiao Lan said, "Otherwise, if there is a conflict, you will only suffer."

"If you can change the young master back to Mingyue's tomb, what will your subordinates suffer?" The other party smiled contemptuously and raised his hand and drew his sword. "Auntie also said that if the young master insists on taking Lu Mingyu away, even if it is If you accidentally hurt the young master, you will also forgive me innocent."

Xiao Lan whispered and quickly said: "Go to the left and back two."

Ah Liu promised, suddenly raised the golden ring broadsword, and rushed at the two men in black.

At almost the same moment, Xiao Lan also flew up, and the black gold whip in his hand whizzed across the night sky, spreading his teeth in the sharp cold air, biting the first person in the middle, and volleying heavily on one courtyard wall.

The person at the head obviously didn't expect that Xiao Lan would be so disregarded, and the shot was a vicious move. Seeing that the second whip had arrived quickly, he hurried back two steps and drew his sword to deal with it.

This time, Mingyue’s tomb were all masters. After more than a hundred moves, Ah Liu staggered back two steps with a knife in his arm. He was worried that someone would attack Lu Chai. He turned his head and glanced closely, and he saw from the back lane. In the shadows, four or five people sneaked out like ghosts, gliding in the air like fish, and then they climbed into the carriage.

Ah Liu said loudly: "Father!"

Two Imperius nails flew out of Xiao Lan's sleeves, knocking down one of the opponents, and then swept away the obstacles in front of him with another whip, and ran towards the carriage: "Be careful!"

The sharp dagger pierced the wooden plank and rushed towards his face with chill and killing intent. Lu Chai's eyes were dark, his right hand pulled out the sheath and only turned with his backhand. The top of the carriage was torn apart, and the man lying on his head fell to the ground.

The bandage fell to the ground, and Lu Chai moved his neck, feeling his head refreshed a lot. The injury on the cheek is naturally still there, and this time is barely enough to stop the bleeding. In the night, the meandering scar crawled over the originally white and beautiful cheeks, not hideous, but a bit more enchanting beauty.

The Kung Fu moves created by Lu Wuming pay attention to opening and closing, and Kunpeng spreads his wings. Just looking at the sword spectrum, I feel that it should be made by a seven-foot man, so that he can be worthy of the crushing aura of the thunderous force. Only after seeing the Qingfeng Sword in Lu Chai's hand at this time, did I know what Xingyun Liushui is, falling leaves and flying flowers, and then I knew the Lu Family's swordsmanship, as it should be.

The three-foot long sword was cold and cold, and the momentum was eager, and the two opponents were beaten back again and again. In anxious manner, they raised their swords to block, but they were swept and flattened. Holding a half-handled sword in his hand, he was even more shocked and confused, and hid back one after another.

Lu Zhui didn't make another killer move. Instead, he stepped on a section of the tree trunk with one foot, leaped back and forth with his strength, and slashed down with a whistling volley, pushing the man next to Ah Liu to three feet away.

"Father." A Liu patted his chest. Fortunately, he almost thought he was going to die.

"Get off!" On the other end, Xiao Lan also retracted her Wujin whip, and said coldly to the people on the ground, "Tell auntie, I will see her tomorrow, if I come to trouble again tonight, don't blame my men for being ruthless."

The few people responded in a low voice, got up, limped, and ran out of the lane in embarrassment.

Xiao Lan returned to Lu Zhui: "How are you?"

Lu Chai loosened his tired eyes and hands, and the Qingfeng Sword "Kangdang" landed, and the person fell over softly.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" A Liuda was shocked, and quickly hugged the person-although his father had to fall to the other side for some reason, he finally succeeded in holding him over.

Xiao Lan: "..."

A Liu cautiously hugged people on his horse, turned around and asked Xiao Lan, "Are you still out of the city?"

Xiao Lan said: "Out."

So what are you waiting for, hurry up, look at my father tired, he can't stand still. Ah Liu kicked the horse's belly and led Lu Chase out of the lane, leaving Xiao Lan with another horse, and a sparsely broken wagon without a roof.

...

The next journey was quite calm. At dawn, the three of them rushed to the small courtyard of Qingcang Mountain, but the inside was empty and there was no one.

"Hey, where did Mrs. Tao go." A Liu wondered.

Lu Chai turned his head and glanced at Xiao Lan: "Could it be down the mountain?"

"It's possible." Xiao Lan nodded, "My mother came to Wushuang City just to join in the fun. You should have seen it long ago."

"But there is Aunt Ghost at the foot of the mountain. In case of a collision, Madam Tao may not be her opponent." Lu Chai worried, "Let's go and see."

"Have a good rest, don't go down the mountain these few days." Xiao Lan said, "There is a maze, no one can break through here, and I will also take the conversation with Lin Wei."

"Are you really going to see Aunt Gui?" Lu asked.

"She brought me from childhood to adulthood. No matter what the original purpose is or what I have done, I can't avoid seeing it later. I always have to make things clear." Xiao Lan said, "but don't worry, you haven't I won’t let myself go wrong if I find those incomplete memories.”

Lu Chai nodded: "Okay."

"Don't think about anything." Xiao Lan rubbed his thumb lightly across his profile, "Concentrate on healing your wounds, don't leave scars, it really doesn't look good."

Lu Chai bent his mouth: "Yeah."

Xiao Lan smiled and turned and left the courtyard.

The fog was thick in the morning, and soon swallowed the tall figure.