That's What Villains Are Like

"How long are you going to keep pretending?"

Seeing that bloody figure appearing in front of Ye Ming, blocking him, Ling Zhuyun's jade face became even more frosty.

Ye Ming's face was ugly, his fists were clenched tightly, and he didn't know how to explain.

On the hilltop not far away, Jiang Lan looked at this scene with a faint smile on his lips.

In Niwan Palace, luck is churning.

The backup plan he arranged behind him has not yet appeared. Now Ling Zhuyun is already very disappointed with Ye Ming and has killed him.

Of course, all this was within his expected plan.

There is still one last step left before the two of them truly break up and Ling Zhuyun is completely disappointed with Ye Ming.

Thinking like this, his mind moved slightly again.

The blood mist steaming from Wanling Blood Puppet's body became thicker and thicker, and its aura rose, far more powerful than before. Without giving Ling Zhuyun any chance to react, he pounced on her.

On the emerald and clear Bihu Lake, a ray of light bloomed, sword lights crisscrossed, and moonlight fell. It was beautiful but full of murderous intent. The battle shocked the world and was fierce.

The blood shadow flickered, as if turning into a rolling river of blood, drowning towards Ling Zhuyun.

The palm shrouded in a crimson blood-colored robe was cold and bloodless. It just slapped away, and the void rumbled, as if it was about to collapse.

The Wanling Blood Puppet is powerful, physically tyrannical, and has no consciousness.

Even if he was slashed by the Dao sword in Ling Zhuyun's hand, he still chose to resist and had no intention of evading at all.

The terrifying momentum frightened many monks around and became frightened.

Clang, Clang, Clang...

In the void, the moon glow bloomed, sparks splashed everywhere, as if the heavenly soldiers were clashing and colliding, the lake surface boiled, and the waves soared into the sky.

Ling Zhuyun's face was covered with frost, and she held a Dao sword in her delicate hands.

Although she does not major in swordsmanship, she is like a female swordswoman at this moment, leaning on her sword across the sky, whizzing past one after another with sword light. Although she is ethereal, she is murderous.

The Wanling Blood Puppet's expression was indifferent and ruthless, shrouded in endless blood light. With a wave of his hand, the blood light condensed and turned into a bloody spear.

At the same time, the sound of the sea of ​​​​blood came from behind. The sea of ​​​​blood was surging, pungent and bloody, as if it was dragging everyone into it.

Chi, chi, chi...

The void was pierced, and the Wanling Blood Puppet quickly took action, its figure like a rainbow, killing Ling Zhuyun.

At the same time, a phantom of a blood river condensed out from behind him, bursting out with endless killing energy and a torrent of blood.

Boom!

At this time, the sky shook, and a figure flew over and joined the battle.

As soon as Li Dao took action, a golden seal flew out from his sleeve, covering the world, and a shocking aura erupted, suppressing all directions, as if it could kill everything!

There is no doubt that this is a terrifying rare treasure. As soon as Hajime sacrifices it, he displays an extremely powerful aura.

"It's too much to bully someone."

"Do you really think that my holy religion has no one?"

Not far away, a young figure who was fighting for the light group transformed by the four saints' phantoms roared angrily when he saw it. His body was also shrouded in blood and his face was covered. He abandoned his opponent and came to help.

"The Blood Immortal Sect has been dormant for so many years, but it really has no intention of giving up..."

"Aren't you afraid of being liquidated later?"

Li Daoyi asked calmly.

"Haha, as a true disciple of Taiyi Sect, Li Daoyi, don't you feel humiliated and ridiculous to be reduced to the lackey of this second generation ancestor?"

The young figure shrouded in blood sneered. He did not show his true appearance. He was obviously a disciple of a certain major sect established by the Blood Immortal Sect.

Li Dao was silent.

Immediately, the two of them started fighting on the green lake. The light and shadow were surging, and the terrifying aura overflowed. The monks around them quickly retreated, not daring to get close.

"Zhu Yun, this person and I don't know each other at all. You have to believe me..."

"I have no intention of being an enemy of you. Just calm down first and I will definitely give you an explanation."

Ye Ming looked ugly and kept talking.

But at this moment, no matter what he said in the transmission, Ling Zhuyun had no scruples and kept attacking, locking him with murderous intent.

Moreover, even in the face of the joint siege from him and the bloody figure, he did not fall behind at all.

He really couldn't argue, no matter what he said, it was of no use, but he didn't want to hurt Ling Zhuyun, so he could only resist and dodge.

But Ling Zhuyun firmly believed that he was colluding with the Blood Immortal Sect.

Now even these people from the Blood Immortal Sect have come to help. Even if someone who doesn't know about it sees him, they will think that he is related to the Blood Immortal Sect.

Of course, if he had time, he believed he could explain all this clearly.

But the problem is that now Ling Zhuyun doesn't give him a chance to explain at all, and seems to really intend to kill him here as a warning to others.

"It's useless to explain now. Let's think about how to get out of trouble before our identity is exposed."

"Ling Zhuyun is very powerful. You are no match for her now. If she keeps dragging you, there is no way you can seize the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Art."

"On the contrary, after the others have won the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Art, they will definitely turn their guns and attack you. You can't explain it now..."

The old ghost's slightly heavy words sounded in Ye Ming's heart.

Ye Ming felt unwilling and frustrated. This feeling of knowing his innocence but not knowing how to explain it made him angry and powerless.

What made him most angry and unwilling was that even Ling Zhuyun doubted him. Originally, he thought that Ling Zhuyun would always believe in him.

"Damn it..."

His mind was spinning, he took a deep breath, knowing that there was no hope of explanation at the moment, Ye Ming shouted angrily.

He stood on the blue lake, like the son of God. As he waved his fist, the strong wind shook, and collided with Ling Zhuyun's sword, making a terrifying sound that made people's eardrums explode.

Ling Zhuyun's eyes were cold and she didn't say a word.

If Ye Ming really had nothing to do with the Blood Immortal Sect, how could anyone come to help him at this time? Could it be that the people from the Blood Immortal Sect deliberately framed him?

Now she only regrets that she did not discover Ye Ming's ambition earlier. If she had believed in Jiang Lan earlier, maybe the matter would not have been so tragic and unable to end.

boom! ! !

The moon appeared behind her, the cold light was shining, and the murderous intention was cold, as if she had transformed into a supreme magic weapon.

Every ray of moonlight clanked like a divine sword, the void was turbulent, and its power soared into the sky, all attacking Ye Ming.

Ye Ming punched him one after another, while the figure quickly retreated.

Ling Zhuyun abandoned the bloody figure and went straight to kill him. Such power and murderous intent made his heart feel sad but trembling.

Chi...

At this time, in the distant sky, a cold breath suddenly rushed in the direction of Ye Ming.

Accompanied by a horrifying cry that made the eardrums hurt, a shadow of a blood baby suddenly wrapped around Ye Ming, seeming to pounce on him.

Seeing this, Ye Ming had no time to react, so he could only use a shield-like magic weapon to try to resist.

But the shadow of the blood baby went straight through the shield, pounced directly on Ye Ming, and disappeared in an instant.

"No, this is the Blood Infant Technique..." The old ghost seemed to have noticed something and couldn't help but whisper.

Ye Ming didn't have time to ask him at the moment and listened to his explanation.

"Little thief surnamed Ye, I finally found you..."

The rays of light shrouded the sky and the divine rainbow descended. A purple-robed Taoist came with a face full of anger, flying through the air and staring at Ye Ming who was fighting with Ling Zhuyun.

He did not give Ye Ming any chance to speak, and directly took this opportunity to kill him here and take back the alchemy furnace.

From the loose robe, a purple divine light rushed out and turned into a simple ancient mirror.

The brilliance of the mirror gushed out, shrouding Ye Ming directly, like a big net, trying to trap him.

"How did this old man discover me?"

Ye Ming was shocked, his face became more and more ugly, and he recognized this person as the Zixia Taoist who had been chasing him.

He had obviously changed his appearance and concealed his aura, so how could he still recognize himself?

Taoist Zixia is different from all the young geniuses here.

He is a real veteran strongman. Even if he suppresses his cultivation, he is definitely not something that a group of young geniuses can compete with.

The purple mist billowed between his sleeves and turned into a purple dragon god shape in the sky. He opened his bloody mouth and bit into Ye Ming with bursts of strong wind and an astonishing stench.

At the same time, his ancient mirror rolled, and on the blurry mirror surface, there were wisps of light, carrying a terrifying burning aura, making the void make a hissing sound, which was extremely shocking.

Ye Ming's face was frightened and angry, and he quickly retreated back.

Ling Zhuyun took advantage of this opportunity, with a flash of coldness in her beautiful eyes, and flew out the Taoist sword in her bare hand, directly sacrificing it. The penetrating sword light illuminated half of the sky.

Boom! ! !

The void shook violently, and in this ancient medicine garden, it seemed as if a big earthquake had occurred, and everyone was shaking.

puff……

The next moment, blood spurted out, Ye Ming vomited blood and flew out, his face instantly turning pale as paper.

Taoist Zixia's eyes were murderous, and he continued to chase after her.

But at this moment, a piece of blood suddenly appeared in front of him, and the surging blood boiled, as if it was about to turn into a sea of ​​blood and stop him.

Old Taoist Zixia looked ugly and shouted angrily, "The people of the Blood Immortal Sect are really so unscrupulous. Aren't they afraid of causing public outrage afterwards?"

"Not only did he deliberately spread the news about True Lord Zixia's cave to attract everyone, but he also used the formation here to trap and kill so many people. This person even snatched the old Taoist alchemy furnace in front of his face. It is simply unreasonable."

"Haha, why do I need to explain to you how my holy religion works? What does it matter if you are angry?"

Several figures shrouded in blood appeared and worked together to sacrifice a secret treasure, which turned into a sea of ​​blood, temporarily trapping him.

One of them stepped forward, helped Ye Ming up as he flew out, and gave him some pills.

"The holy religion will never be extinguished, and the fire will be passed on forever. I dare to ask, but is it Senior Brother Ye Ming?"

"As entrusted by our seniors, we are here to help you seize the opportunity here."

The figure spoke quickly to explain his purpose so as not to misunderstand Ye Ming.

They had not taken action just now and were just hiding in the dark. But now when they heard Zixia Taoist call the thief named Ye, they immediately thought of the mysterious senior of the Holy Sect whom they met outside the secret realm.

The senior asked them to help a man named Ye Ming when the time comes.

Now it seems that the Ye Ming that the senior mentioned is the person in front of him.

They were very excited. After all, they had seen the previous scene with their own eyes. Even the Four Holy Shadows personally scolded the disgusted people, saying that they were guilty of serious sins.

The people of the Blood Immortal Sect kill the whole world and sacrifice their bodies with blood. In their eyes, this so-called sin is not a sin at all, but a kind of recognition and honor.

"Who are you?"

Ye Ming felt severe pain all over his body. At this moment, he stood up with the help of this person. He was also a little shocked and confused when he heard this.

How do they know their names? Who is the senior he is talking about?

Many doubts flashed through his mind.

But soon, Ye Ming's expression changed, he realized what he was doing, he felt a chill all over, and he didn't have time to think too much. His eyes became fierce, he raised a palm, and with a flash of light, he slapped the man who was helping him, and slapped him. Then he smashed his chest into pieces.

This sudden scene made the man unable to react, so he stared wide-eyed, fell to the ground, and died tragically on the spot.

"At this time, you actually want to frame me and slander me..."

Ye Ming felt a chill in his back, hands and feet. How did his real name become known?

The next moment, a bright and cold sword light came towards him from the blood sea barrier. Ling Zhuyun's green hair was fluttering, and her eyes were extremely cold, without the slightest warmth.

"Ye Ming, until now, you still want to cheat? Your thoughts are so vicious and your methods are so ruthless. I have always regarded you as a young hero. I have misjudged you."

"Do you still want to continue to deceive me?"

Ling Zhuyun asked, her voice bone-chilling and cold, and her eyes filled with disappointment and coldness.

She also heard just now that the disciple of the Blood Immortal Sect called out Ye Ming's real name.

There are very few people who know Ye Ming's real name, and Ye Ming has always used the pseudonym Ye Ling to travel around the world.

If these people didn't know his existence before, how did they know his name?

When Ye Ming realized that he was coming to kill him, he turned out to be cruel and ruthless. He acted first and killed the Blood Immortal Cult disciple, regardless of the fact that the other disciple was from the same sect as him, and even the other party intended to help him, in order to continue to deceive him. .

This subconscious action has exposed his true nature.

It was in vain that she had believed in Ye Ming so much before and covered up the assassination of Jiang Lan for him.

I think that Ye Ming was in the name of helping Chu Chan, but in fact his real purpose was to assassinate Jiang Lan. After all, once the Prime Minister's son died, the Prime Minister's Office would be furious, and the situation in Daxia would definitely become more chaotic and turbulent.

In this way, there will be an opportunity for the Blood Immortal Sect to take advantage of.

It's ridiculous that she actually took the initiative to help Ye Ming cover up, and really thought that he helped Chu Chan just for her own sake.

"Bamboo Rhythm..."

Ye Ming's face turned slightly pale, and he didn't know what to say at this moment, because he couldn't explain how the other party knew his name.

He asked himself that he had never told anyone his name. Among his acquaintances in Daxia, only Ling Zhuyun knew it.

Could it be that she betrayed him? Did you tell others your real name?

However, he believed in Ling Zhuyun and felt that it was impossible for her to do such a thing. Otherwise, why would she be so cold and angry?

"Don't think about it, kid, run for your life."

"You have taken the blame. At least for now, there is no solution. You can't explain it even with ten thousand mouths. Have you forgotten what happened on the Bloody Plateau?"

"I originally thought that Jiang Lan didn't recognize you at all, but looking at it now, your previous hunch was correct. This is a game he set up specifically for you."

"He recognized you that day when we were at Zuixianju..."

"That guy is too scary, you can't fight him at all."

The old ghost's slightly anxious and heavy words rang in Ye Ming's mind, making him shocked and hurried to react.

Yes, when he was on the Bloody Plateau, he originally wanted to trap and kill all the disciples of the Wanfa Sect there, so he did not use a false name. Only then did he reveal his true name. Jiang Lan was indeed there at that time. .

But how could he be sure that the name he had at that time was his real name?

A terrible coldness suddenly swept through Ye Ming's body, making his hands and feet feel cold.

He couldn't help but look towards the mountains in the distance.

Under the moonlight, that slender figure, dressed in snow-white clothes, looked unusually out of this world, with fluttering clothes and sleeves, as if he was a banished immortal coming to earth.

Here, it seemed that he noticed that he was looking over, and the figure smiled back at him, and then nodded gently, as if to say hello to him.

Ye Ming's back felt cold, his scalp was numb, and his whole body was trembling with fear and anger.

At the same time, it was accompanied by a huge powerlessness and panic.

"escape……"

The old ghost urged him.

Ye Ming's mouth was dry and his face was pale. He had no intention of competing for the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Art, and he couldn't explain it to Ling Zhuyun.

He bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out blood, and offered an ancient talisman. The brilliant glow exploded, wrapping around himself, and he was about to escape.

"Ye Ming, where are you going to escape?"

Ling Zhuyun had already locked him firmly, her eyes were full of coldness, and the moonlight around her was floating like beating light.

With a stroke of her jade hand, ancient and slow traces emerged, and bright and blazing runes evolved in her palm.

The next moment, the terrifying and bone-chilling killing intent descended, turning into a terrifying divine light that penetrated in the direction of Ye Mingyuan's escape.

The void shook violently, and terrifying energy overflowed, causing Green Lake to evaporate several feet away.

Jiang Lan smiled and saw this scene not far away. With a thought in his mind, Wanling Blood Puppet went forward and blocked Ling Zhuyun.

His goal has been achieved, and with Ye Ming as the scapegoat, no matter what he has done as the inheritor of the Blood Immortal Sect, no one will doubt him.

So he can't let Ye Ming die here, at least it's not the time to harvest Ye Ming yet. The living Ye Ming is more useful to him than the dead Ye Ming.

He has bigger plots and plans.

Boom! ! !

There was a loud tremor in the sky, and when Li Daoyi heard Ling Zhuyun shouting and asking, he guessed Ye Ming's identity and abandoned the opponent in front of him.

The golden seal that was sacrificed glowed like a brilliant sun, shining in all directions. The glow in the sky was like smoke, rushing towards Ye Ming to keep him behind.

However, at this time, a huge sea of ​​blood rolled out from behind the Wanling Blood Puppet. It was like a real ocean condensed, exuding a murderous aura, which was extremely terrifying.

The golden seal collided with the sea of ​​​​blood, and the strong wind tore apart, completely destroying the surrounding mountains and reducing them to ruins.

Both Zixia Taoist and Ling Zhuyun could only watch helplessly as Ye Ming spat out a mouthful of blood, and then turned into a ray of light and escaped at a faster speed.

After seeing Ye Ming's escape, many Blood Immortal Cult beings who appeared here also knew that the situation had been decided, and they also used their own methods to cover up their bodies and planned to escape separately.

"But do you think you can escape?"

Zixia's eyes were cold, and then he sneered in his heart. He sensed the breath of the Blood Infant Technique and chased after him instantly, not intending to let Ye Ming go.

Ling Zhuyun's face was covered with frost, her green hair was flying, she was leaning on her sword across the sky, standing under the starry sky.

Her eyes were cold, and the jade hand holding the Dao sword was so strong that her bones and fingers turned white.

In this case, Ye Ming was not able to stay. I am afraid it will be even harder to kill him again in the future.

Ye Ming had many methods, especially the methods of changing his appearance and concealing his aura, which even she found tricky and difficult to detect and gain insight into.

"If I had known about it earlier and been prepared, he wouldn't have escaped so easily."

She didn't chase him because the strange bloody figure gave her a very dangerous feeling.

He was not sure that he would be able to kill Ye Ming after catching up. Instead, he might fall into the trap left by the Blood Immortal Cult.

At this time, the chaotic battle in the distance for the Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Power also came to an end.

Many figures took action at the same time, colliding and fighting for the light group, and then one person grabbed a part and escaped quickly.

They knew that Jiang Lan's manpower would definitely attack them after allocating their energy, so when they got the opportunity, they soon stopped fighting and left without giving any chance to pursue them.

Ling Zhuyun was slightly startled when she saw this, and then looked at Jiang Lan not far away, with a hint of guilt in her eyes.

She originally intended to help Jiang Lan win back the opportunity that belonged to him, but she didn't expect that she would be delayed because of Ye Ming's incident, allowing these people to succeed.

Now they snatched away the opportunity and left each other. It was impossible to pursue them again.

"That bloody figure doesn't look like a real person, it's a bit like a puppet, but it's extremely powerful and very troublesome..."

Li Daoyi did not chase after him, but frowned and said. When he fought with the bloody figure, he could clearly sense its strangeness and difficulty.

"That day at Zuixianju, the assassin who assassinated the young master seemed to have an accomplice who could control the puppet. Even the strong men of the six realms around the young master could not take him down."

"It is estimated that there is a terrifying existence manipulating the bloody puppet in the darkness. He has not yet shown his figure. Saintess Zhuyun should not act on her own initiative and go to chase him."

He frowned and guessed.

Ling Zhuyun was startled, thinking that the senior he heard mentioned by the Blood Immortal Sect disciples just now, could he be the one secretly controlling the bloody puppet?

She did notice something unusual. The bloody figure did not look like a living person.

Rather, it is similar to some kind of puppet body. It is not afraid of pain. Even if it is injured, it is not afraid. It still kills without fear. It is really difficult to deal with.

Faced with such a situation, even she didn't know how to deal with it.

In the chaotic battle just now, there were quite a few people from the Blood Immortal Sect who emerged.

There are also some younger generations among them, hiding in the great sect, but they all use secret techniques or rare treasures to hide their true appearance and methods, making it difficult to judge their origins.

"The Blood Immortal Sect is becoming more and more rampant..." Li Daoyi sighed.

After experiencing such a chaos, there was chaos and devastation everywhere, and the pavilion in Lian Hu's heart was also destroyed in the battle just now.

There are not many monks left in front of the stone wall. Some innocent people died due to the impact. Now that the melee is over, no one dares to stay.

Of course, more people left early because they had a guilty conscience and were afraid of being liquidated by the Prime Minister's Office after participating in the battle for the Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Power.

Now that Gu Tian Gong has no connection with them, if he continues to stay here, he can only cause trouble for no reason.

"Sir, I am incompetent..."

"It's better to let those people fight for the opportunity..."

On the top of the mountain, Ao Xu, Luo Ying and other younger generations were all injured.

Even though they were very powerful, they still couldn't get along well with young beings of the same strength. They were injured in the chaotic battle just now, and they couldn't seize the opportunity of the Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Skills.

Many people would even join forces to deal with them when they see them take action. This also means that although they have more people, they will not have much advantage.

"I just focused on attacking Ye Ming and forgot about important things."

"He even escaped and failed to keep him. After he leaves the secret realm, he may bring some unexpected disasters to the outside world."

Ling Zhuyun said with a little guilt.

Jiang Lan waved his hands indifferently and said, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, these Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Skills are of little use to me. I am not here for the Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Skills this time."

"Then Ye Ming is indeed very capable, and there are people from the Blood Immortal Sect around him to help him. It is not easy to kill him here."

"Zhu Yun, you don't have to blame yourself."

He looked very open-minded and casual, and did not blame them.

After saying that, he took out some healing elixirs and distributed them to the injured Ling Zhuyun, Li Daoyi, Ao Xu, Luo Ying and others.

In this chaotic battle, he is the biggest winner, not to mention the unexpected acquisition of the Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Power.

Ling Zhuyun was completely disappointed with Ye Ming, and the relationship between the two broke up. The luck he gained from it was also a great harvest.

Not to mention the many chain reactions that will follow, as well as the subsequent benefits brought about by putting the blame for the successor of the Blood Immortal Sect on Ye Ming.

Of course, Jiang Lan did not forget the biggest purpose of this trip.

"Thank you, sir."

Ao Xu, Luo Ying and others took the elixir and began to swallow it, then sat cross-legged on the spot to recuperate.

After going through such a battle, even Ling Zhuyun was exhausted.

However, seeing Jiang Lan's actions, I couldn't help but feel a little warm in my heart.

Although he knew that he might have the intention to win people's hearts, he still couldn't help but compare it with Ye Ming's subconscious silence just now.

Sometimes it is indeed impossible to judge a person's good or evil through simple appearance and some rumors.

After experiencing being used and deceived by Ye Ming, she felt that she had grown a lot.

If they had known this earlier and believed Jiang Lan, the junior sisters and the others might not have been in danger...

Her eyes dimmed for a while.

Seeing her expression, Jiang Lan didn't explain, and was thinking about the next plan.

This place is in a state of devastation, even some of the surrounding hills have been flattened, and the ancient medicine garden is even more in a mess.

The elixirs planted and grown in it were all picked and swept away, and some of the crystal soil that exuded the scent of mist was taken away by others.

While Ling Zhuyun, Li Daoyi and others were recovering.

Jiang Lan took Li Mengning to the center of the lake. At this moment, it calmed down. The surface of the lake was sparkling, the moon was hanging high, and the reflection was like a jade immersed in the water, bright and translucent.

Li Mengning's quiet eyes looked at the bright moon reflected in the water, seemingly in a daze, with some kind of moving and bright light in her eyes.

Jiang Lan was estimating the time when Liuli Seven-leaf Lotus would be born, and couldn't help but smile when he saw her expression.

At the same time, some memories came to mind.

He knelt down, stretched out his hand to scoop up a handful of water, and said, "Do you still remember when you were six years old, when you hid alone under the sycamore tree in another courtyard at night and secretly wiped your tears?"

"..."

Li Mengning was looking at the water in the lake in his hand. When she heard this, the color of haze seemed to appear on her flawless fairy face covered by gauze.

How could he remember such embarrassing things from his childhood so clearly?

"At that time, in order to coax you, I promised you to take off the moon from the sky..." Jiang Lan seemed to be lost in memories.

"fraud……"

Li Mengning remembered that this was how he fooled her at that time, and he even promised emphatically that the moon was in his hand, and she had to get closer to see it.

As a result, when he came closer, he pinched his nose and said that he was too slow and the moon had already gone...

"Look, haven't I taken off the moon now?" Jiang Lan looked at her with a smile.

Li Mengning looked like "Do you still believe me?"

But seeing Jiang Lan holding the lake water in front of her, she couldn't help but move closer. As a result, Jiang Lan let go of his hand and the lake water flowed down. He took advantage of the situation and pinched her straight nose through the veil. .

"After so many years, I'm still so stupid..." Jiang Lan laughed, with a warm and bright smile.

Li Mengning's quiet eyes showed a look of "you are so childish", but her face was still slightly hot because of his actions.

"do you know?"

"I had a dream some time ago..."

Jiang Lan used his other hand to rub her smooth and white cheek. As for whether he wanted to dry his hands with the veil, only he knew in his heart.

Li Mengning didn't notice this little move. Hearing this, she just raised her eyes and looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

She knew that Jiang Lan would not say such things to her for no reason.

Moreover, she could indeed feel that Jiang Lan was a little different from before during this period of time.

To be precise, it should be a little different compared to what happened after the serious illness and the drastic change in temperament.

It was hard to tell what was different about this kind of difference, but she could feel that Jiang Lan had an extra spirit, and he would think about and do one thing and one purpose.

Before, he was like a walking zombie, truly doing nothing, just a body, without a heart.

Although she was anxious, anxious, and worried... she didn't know what to do or how to help him. She could only follow him silently. Whatever he needed, she would do whatever she needed for him to protect his safety and prevent him from being killed. Injured by anyone.

"What kind of dream..."

Li Mengning's delicate and lustrous sandalwood mouth opened slightly and asked in a low voice.

"A very real dream. I dreamed that the Prime Minister's Mansion disappeared, I dreamed that Jiang Rushian came back, I dreamed that I died, I dreamed that you died for me..."

Jiang Lan has actually been thinking about how to solve this loophole.

No matter how he concealed it or changed it, his behavior and actions during this period would definitely not be hidden from his parents.

Therefore, he needs a reasonable opportunity and foreshadowing, and also prepares for some accidents that may occur next.

"..."

Li Menning was stunned and looked at him blankly. She did not think Jiang Lan was lying to her.

Because Jiang Lan was very serious at this time, and there was no frivolity or casualness in his eyes. It was an expression that she had not seen for a long time.

"So, you have to remember that if you meet Jiang Rushian in the future, don't attack her without overestimating your capabilities..."

"I will resolve the grudges between me and her."

Jiang Lan actually didn't want to say this in advance, but in order to make the plan laid out later more natural, he felt it was necessary to give Li Mengning such a vaccination.

Of course, another aspect is that Li Mengning is not really obedient. She will really seek revenge on Jiang Rushian. She was seriously injured many times in the original plot.

Now that the plot has not developed according to the original trajectory, who knows whether this guy will secretly seek revenge on Jiang Rushian without telling him.

And because of what he did during this period, Jiang Ruxian might be misunderstood. After all, the guy in the original plot was extremely paranoid and crazy.

Li Mengning will definitely not be Jiang Rushian's opponent now.

"..."

"I'm not weaker than her..." Li Mengning obviously didn't listen to Jiang Lan's words and whispered.

"I know, but I'm worried you'll get hurt."

"So, you have to listen to me."

Jiang Lan guessed that she would definitely say that, so she rubbed her face and said softly.

"Um……"

Li Mengning no longer had the mind to think about anything else. She lowered her head gently, and a dense emotion surged in her quiet eyes.

The green lake is as green as green, with rippling blue waves, the moonlight is deep, and the mist is beginning to drift away.

At this time, a strangely cold breath suddenly appeared.

The originally rippling lake surface seemed to have begun to solidify and freeze, with frost and mist lingering there. It was a clear blue, magnificent and beautiful.

Such a scene quickly attracted the attention of the monks here.

And Jiang Lan had already told Li Mengning that a glazed seven-leaf lotus would be born here.

When she saw this scene, she raised her white jade hand, and a cold sword energy spread across the sky and the earth, whistling and slashing away.

A mountaintop in the distance was suddenly covered in ice and snow.

Such a scene immediately made many monks who were moved, their expressions changed, and they all stopped trying to compete.

What Jiang Lan said just now also meant that Li Mengning felt urgent.

Since these heavenly materials and earthly treasures have been given to her by herself, she just needs to be obedient and swallow them for refining, otherwise she will have to spend a lot of time every time.

Sometimes it's a bit troublesome to be too obedient and considerate of him.

Li Daoyi and the others, who were recovering at the top of the mountain, were so understanding that they didn't go over to ask any more questions.

Ling Zhuyun was a little curious about the relationship between Li Mengning and Jiang Lan.

As a quasi-saint of the Taiyi Sect, Li Mengning's status is similar to hers. Her strength is unfathomable, but she almost obeys Jiang Lan.

"Li Mengning should be from the Suiji Li family behind Taiyi Sect..."

She didn't ask much about this private matter between the two of them.

At the same time that the Glazed Seven-leaf Lotus was born.

Deep in this secret realm, some monks also noticed that the divine light was soaring into the sky. It seemed that the real Lord Zixia was born in the cave and was found.

When the news came here, there were already many monks rushing there non-stop, and they were almost overwhelmed.

The opportunity of the Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Skill had just appeared here, triggering a fierce and chaotic battle.

Over there, True Lord Zixia was born in the cave. In this secret realm, there are really many opportunities.

Everyone was filled with emotion, but they didn't want to be left behind, so they rushed over quickly. The monks who were still wandering around the ancient medicine garden turned into divine rainbows and followed them.

"Sir, Master Zixia's cave has been born. Do we want to rush there?"

Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and others came forward to ask Jiang Lan.

Ling Zhuyun also promised to help Jiang Lan obtain the inheritance of True Lord Zixia. At this moment, she also felt a sense of urgency. If she didn't rush there quickly, she might not be able to make it in time.

"There are two cave mansions of Zhenjun Zixia, and that should be the Ming Palace." Jiang Lan said.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. This was the first time they knew this news.

It's just that Jiang Lan didn't explain, and they couldn't ask more questions. They just guessed that it might be secret information obtained by the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Are the things Mr. Jiang needs in another cave?" Ling Zhuyun asked.

Jiang Lan nodded and said, "That thing is called Immortal Creation Dew. It can solve my body's hidden diseases and many other problems, so I must get it."

Ling Zhuyun was stunned when she heard this, and then suddenly realized that she had naturally heard the name of this kind of wonder of heaven and earth, and understood what kind of magical effects it contained.

No wonder Jiang Lan is determined to win this.

Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and other young geniuses naturally heard about it, and at this moment, their faces showed signs of surprise and shock.

Jiang Lan took the initiative to say this, naturally not worrying about their overthinking. Even if they guessed the source of his news, they would only think about the Prime Minister's Mansion.

And if the Prime Minister's Mansion knows about this, he can follow the trend and tell Chu Chan. After all, Chu Chan must know about this.

Now that the secret palace is right in front of him, he can't hide it from everyone and sneak in, so he simply tells it frankly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, I will protect you. You can go and get what you want with peace of mind." Ling Zhuyun looked at Jiang Lan and said seriously.

"I will wait here, don't worry, sir, no one will be able to disturb you."

Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and others also spoke one after another.

Jiang Lan nodded slightly and said, "When I obtain the good fortune, I will have my own reward."

After that, he walked towards the ancient dark stone wall.

At the same time, the jade pendant obtained from Chu Chan exuded a misty brilliance, as if a ray of divine light shot out and fell towards the cliff in front of him.

Boom!

The next moment, the rocks shook, the stone skin fell off, and two ancient stone doors opened.

The meridians are intertwined, the light is dense, and the clouds are flowing. There is a mysterious fluctuation, which rises and falls, and a vast and heavy pressure pervades.

Without the misty radiance emitted by the jade pendant, it would be impossible to move forward at all.

Faintly, the divine light can be seen intersecting in it, which is extremely mysterious, and several volumes of scriptures can be seen rising and falling in it.

There was a vast golden light emerging, and the sound of turning over scriptures could be heard, which was extremely astonishing.

As Jiang Lan's figure disappeared inside, the two ancient stone doors slowly closed, and all the light fluctuations quickly disappeared.

Ling Zhuyun and others witnessed this scene, and their hearts were shocked.

In contrast, they felt that the cave here should be where Zhenjun Zixia really stayed.

The cave is extremely simple and spacious.

Bronze oil lamps are lit on both sides of the corridor. The lights are not extinguished and the fragrance is emitted.

Jiang Lan stepped inside, looking at the inner scene with bright eyes.

Deep in the cave, a simple futon sits in the middle. I don’t know what kind of material it is made of. It has intertwined traces and is full of ancient charm.

In addition, there are several bottles and a mud-yellow earthen jar, and I don’t know what is sealed inside.

On the high platform, there are several scrolls shrouded in mist floating up and down.

On the bookshelf on the other side, there are stacks of jade slips and books, all of which have a certain age and exude a simple and ancient atmosphere.

Jiang Lan's eyes finally fell to the deepest part of the cave.

It was a mass of mist wrapped in rosy mist, like medicinal liquid, shaped like fairy water, crystal clear, and colorful, as if there were faintly the wonderful truths of the glass from all the worlds evolving in it.

Even though there is a distance, one can still feel the rich and abundant vitality, as if the legendary elixir of immortality can bring the dead back to life and give life to people forever.

In the liquid medicine, there was a faint shadow of the immortal phoenix emerging, clusters of blazing flames lingering around, like the eternal fire of Nirvana.

"Fairy Fetus Creation Dew..."

Jiang Lan stared at this group of heaven and earth wonders. It had been revealed in the depths of the ancient medicine garden before, but it quickly disappeared. In fact, it came to the dark palace.

He could feel the divinity contained in it.

With a big move of his hand, the Immortal Creation Dew suddenly turned into a steaming ray of light and fell into the palm of his hand. The divinity in it seemed to be struggling, but in his hand, it had no effect.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Lan swallowed it directly and began to refine and absorb it.

The moment he swallowed it, his figure flashed and appeared on the futon.

In the surging cave, there were strands of spiritual energy, which diffused from the cracks in the rocks and began to gather towards him.

As Jiang Lan fell into concentration.

In the Niwan Palace, the luck was churning, and the mysterious ancient vine made a trembling sound.

Chi! ! !

In the originally motionless cave, a blazing fire suddenly lit up, like the fire of Taoism or the fire of Nirvana, burning everything.

Jiang Lan, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, seemed to be on fire.

The skull glowed, and the cheekbones were translucent.

This flame enveloped him, as if he had turned into a cocoon of flames.

Around the cocoon of flames, the shadow of the Immortal Phoenix could be faintly seen rising and falling. Its wings spread out and then fell down, shrouding the cocoon of flames.

During this process, a vast and endless bloody river seemed to emerge in Jiang Lan's mind.

There is no end in sight, but it is calm and calm, without any waves or ripples.

The blood-colored river was as silent as an abyss, exuding a terrifying aura that made people palpitate.

This incredible vision just appeared in his mind quietly.