Queen Flower

Xiao Yan glanced at the remaining people, his eyes were full of killing intent, he could let them go, but would they let him go? What's more, with Jiang Lan by his side now, he didn't want to take this risk.

The person who came to besiege saw that the four people in front of him were all masters. Now that they have fought several times, they have suffered countless casualties, and the other party has not moved. , Birds die for food, really want to die, still feel that their lives are the most precious.

Seeing the murderous intent in Xiao Yan's eyes, everyone began to look for a way out. There are mountains, forests and trees all around. It is not easy to escape quickly, but it is even more difficult to hunt down. Everyone thought so, there was no need to say hello at all, the crowd suddenly dispersed, and they all fled into the woods to flee for their lives.

Although the old man talked a lot, he just talked and didn't practice, and he never made a move. Now that the situation is not good, he naturally turned around and fled. However, since he has made an early bird, don't expect people not to pay special attention to him.

Xiao Yan flew over from the horse and headed straight for the man. Others could escape, but this man couldn't. He had a vicious mind, and he could recognize everyone's disguise, so he was definitely not allowed to stay.

The old man felt the palm wind behind him, so he could only bite the bullet and turn around to fight back. The two palms met, and a vigorous force came. He saw him like a kite with a broken string being hit so far, hitting the tree trunk, and then falling down. On the ground, he twitched a few times, the blood under his body spread, and his vitality was cut off.

Jiang Lan glanced at the people who fled into the depths of the jungle, but there was nothing she could do. Even if she wanted to kill people ruthlessly, she couldn't do it now. She breathed a sigh of relief and asked her to kill so many people for her own safety. , she also has an uneasy conscience, and now it's better. She doesn't need to be in a dilemma, as for what will happen in the future, God knows.

There are countless dead bodies on the road, and the blood is flowing into rivers. They are now like this, I don't know if they are completely exposed, and the four of them can't. They can only run away. If they stay here, the officers and soldiers will arrive. No one expected to know where their destination was. From north to south, this road can go anywhere in the Celestial Dynasty, based on Xiao Yan and Yan Zhan. Naturally, they thought that they were heading for the southern border, so they were waiting for them here.

Fortunately, they were going to the southwest of the Celestial Dynasty. Therefore, Jiang Lan decided that it would be better to simply go west to Chongshan, and then go south along Chongshan. As far as she knows. People in the Celestial Dynasty have a lot of awe for Chongshan, and they are almost reluctant to approach it. country.

The four immediately diverted at the intersection ahead. Go straight to the west.

The sky gradually darkened, and the horses galloped in the middle of the night until the moon hung in the air. People were tired and stopped, and they chose a clearing in the woods next to them to rest.

Jiang Lan sat on the ground, leaning against the tree trunk and panting, really exhausted.

Xiao Yan and Yan Zhan carefully observed and checked their surroundings. In the barren mountains and ridges, in addition to the threat of people, there is also the threat of wild animals. In order not to attract attention and not be able to build a bonfire, the two of them occupied one direction respectively and were responsible for vigilance, and Jiang Lan was in their encirclement. All the sleepovers along the way were arranged like this, so that she could rest better. It was about Jiang Lan's safety, and the two of them were no longer fighting, but they had some tacit understanding.

Xia Henqiu handed her the water bag, and immediately took out dry food to distribute to everyone to satisfy their hunger.

Jiang Lan drank a few mouthfuls of water, and after nibbling on two mouthfuls of dry food, she could no longer swallow. She fell asleep half-relying on the tree trunk.

Seeing her falling asleep, the three of them walked to her side lightly, and sat down in three directions. According to the convention, one person would watch the night, and the two would rest. During the day, I have the spirit to travel long distances. In the early morning, the four of them geared up again and continued to go to Chongshan.

Days passed, and it was only when we reached the edge of Chongshan that we slowed down. The place was sparsely populated and desolate, but for him

It was a good thing for us, but the road was a little difficult, so in the end, we had to compromise, walking on the road as close to Chongshan as possible, and finally arrived outside Ningcheng after more than half a month.

Jiang Lan looked at the road outside Ningcheng, and suddenly felt a sense of cowardice. She didn't know what happened to the master now. Her unfilial apprentice got into trouble, and then came to see him with a lot of debt.

In Jiang Lan's heart, Wen Daolin is the gentlest and most generous person in the world. Like a father and brother, she makes her want to rely on her. She can lie and act coquettishly in front of him. He will not force her or get angry. But, now how to come back from the dead? Master, will he not be scared to death by her? I don't know if such a long time has passed, without Shangguanhong, the master will be very sad.

All kinds of thoughts are haunting my mind. I seem to have forgotten something after that death. I don’t know if I will remember it when I meet the master. Xiaoxi said that as long as there is a trigger, the memory will be restored. If I meet the master, I don’t remember the past. , how sad he should be.

Jiang Lan stood at the intersection on horseback, but remained motionless.

The three of them were also a little nervous at this time, and they were finally about to meet her master. It felt like it was the first time for a few suitors to meet their parents. They hoped to stand out because of their parents' favor, defeat other competitors, and finally bring beauty back home.

Since Jiang Lan hit a nail here, the only hope is this master who has long admired his name. For Xia Henqiu, there is another reason. Although his uncle has passed away, he is very happy to meet someone with the same surname. Maybe this person is also from Zunguo?

The three of them were in high spirits, and suddenly they felt that they were very embarrassed. From the capital to Ningcheng, they had spent most of their lives walking in the barren mountains and fields. After being surrounded that day, he abandoned the mask, and now his face is gray, his beard is like a steel needle, and he has a look of despair.

Only Jiang Lan, although the clothes are gray, that face is spotless, pink and delicate, smooth and clean, as if he has never suffered hardships, the real beauty is unique and natural, which makes people envious and happy. In fact, it was natural. They didn't know that Jiang Lan was favored by the gods, and the golden fingers of the sky were all here. How could a normal person compare with her.

The three looked back at Jiang Lan, waiting for her to lead, Jiang Lan took a deep breath and started walking forward with a flick of the reins.

Master, I am back.

After going around in circles for two years, the celestial dynasty ran from north to south, died and died three times, and I finally came back.

Jiang Lan stood at the foot of the mountain, holding the reins in his hands, and slowly walked towards the lonely little courtyard.

It's still the same here, with mountains standing, green trees, fences around the courtyard, and two wooden doors closed. She knocked on the door, but no one came to open it, and when she looked through the fence, no one was there.

Jiang Lan pushed the door in, walked into the yard, and opened Wen Daolin's door. The room was clean and free of dust, but there was no trace of life. She continued to open her door, everything was the same, and left with herself. There is no difference before, and the tables and chairs are also very clean. This proves that there is someone here. Wen Daolin may not live here, but he will come back often.

Where has the master gone? Jiang Lan was a little confused.

At this time, the three of them also tied their horses and walked into Jiang Lan's room, "Is this where you live?" Xiao Yan was a little curious, looking at this simple and elegant room, all the furniture was made of bamboo , revealing a faint fragrance, her master must be an elegant person, especially like bamboo.

Xia Henqiu smiled slightly, no wonder Jiang Lan was called "Wen Xiaozhu", the original source is here.

Yan Zhan looked around. He was very kind to the place where Jiang Lan grew up. He never thought that she grew up here.

Jiang Lan opened the window and looked at the back mountain. Could it be that the master went to the mountain? Since he didn't go to Nanman with Shangguanhong, he wouldn't leave here. Maybe he was watching the sunrise on the mountain.

"I'll go to the mountain to see, you can rest here." Jiang Lan said.

The three of them have no objection. It should be safe here, and the three of them are also a little careful, hoping to have a good first impression. If you don't want to appear in front of her master like this, you have to tidy up your appearance.

Jiang Lan splashed his face with well water and went up the mountain.

Standing on the open space on the top of the mountain, she saw the mound in front of the hut at a glance. There was a stone tablet in front of the mound with the inscription "The Tomb of My Loved Wife Wen Xiaozhu".

Jiang Lan stared blankly at the words on the stone tablet, rumbling in his head, the word "beloved wife" smashed into her heart like a boulder, making her suddenly breathless.

"How could this be?" She couldn't even imagine what had happened, and the fragments began to play back and forth in her head, one after another, connecting the broken memories.

The gentle and warm lingering in the cave, just like the spring dream in the Shen mansion, clearly appeared in front of her eyes, and now she knew that it was none other than her master Wen Daolin.

It's just that she forgot all about him, forgot all his feelings, and left him alone here to accompany her tomb, cherishing her lonely and lonely memory.

She approached step by step, rubbing the words on the stone tablet with her fingers.

Jiang Lan stopped for a long time, and his heart began to ache.

She's a bad person, really, never knew it before, now she knows. She has always thought that she is a good person, even if she will not stay in this world, she should be loyal to her feelings, and she will never be tempted to be half-hearted. Now her worldview has collapsed and shattered into powder.

The wind on the top of the mountain roared past, disrupting her long hair, flying in all directions, covering her face.

The door of the thatched hut opened with a squeak, and a thin figure walked out, still dressed in white, just like before.

"Who?"