This kind of tea-making technique is not uncommon!

At least the night sun is the first sight.

Before that, Yeyang had always dropped the tea leaves into the boiled boiling water, or the other way around, but he had never seen such a tea-making technique.

When he got up, he walked towards the table where the carving was finely made, but it was still not in the eyes of the night sun.

Choosing a seat and sitting, Yeyang was about to reach out towards the small teapot, but when he was in the air, he was directly beaten down by Wang Lan.

Although he didn't feel the pain, Yeyang still felt very shocked, and if this scene was seen by Wang Que, he would definitely be scared into a cold sweat, and he hurriedly pulled Wang Lan to kowtow to Yeyang to apologize, in order to ask for his forgiveness.

But who is Wang Lan, he said directly: "It's not good yet." ”

After that, he poured the first pot of tea, along with all the tea leaves, into a glass container, and then took out two ceramic cups and threw them into the glass container to soak.

Repeat the removal of the tea leaves, only this time, she directly boiled the water before letting the tea leaves, just like the tea brewing method that Yeyang knew, and the previous behavior was as if she was playing Yeyang.

"Drink and see. ”

Wang Lan quickly poured the first cup of tea with his hand and then pushed it in front of Yeyang, and as if he didn't care about Yeyang's expression at the moment, he poured tea into his teacup by himself.

Taking a deep breath, Yeyang took a sip of the tea, his brows furrowed at the same time.

After the bitterness, there is only the smell of boiled water, and even the smell of the teapot or the cup of clay, I don't know whether to be angry at this moment, or to be angry.

opened his hand, and pinched Wang Lan's neck, but as soon as his hand moved, his eyes were also attracted by the subtle tear stains on Wang Lan's cheeks.

For a while, as if he had been poked in the underbelly, Yeyang put away his anger and said indifferently:

"Name a reason that will make me not kill you, or your brother who begged me to save you will probably be like you, and he will not live today, and give you half an hour to think about it. ”

But Wang Lan had already guessed that Yeyang would speak like this, or maybe those words had been hidden in her heart for too long, and at this moment, it was just an opportunity for her to say the words.

After a few breaths, Wang Lan muttered:

"This set of tea sets was made by my mother, the day I 'died', she also died, but I came back to life, and she became a part of my life at the moment..."

When the words fell, tears also fell, and her spirit saw Yeyang and naturally knew that it was Yeyang who eliminated those weirdness.

But what happened before the strange appeared would turn into a brand-like memory, and it would not leave her mind until she died, and it would no longer torment her.

After hearing Wang Lan's words, Yeyang did not speak, but listened quietly to Wang Lan's account of the evil power summoned by the forcible stripping of her soul and then forcibly stuffing it into her body after sacrificing those innocent people.

The ancient "spirit" was attracted by the evil power, and while devouring it, it also settled in Wang Lan's body.

Inside Wang Lan's awake soul that was contained in a special container, Wang Lan's body infected by evil forces was constantly gnawing at the innocent who had not yet died, or had not yet died.

A mouthful of sharp teeth, just one bite also tore a piece of flesh from the neck of a man in his early twenties, and never swallowed it.

At the same time as he spit out the flesh and blood, Wang Lan reappeared on the half-dead person whose body had been drained of his soul and divine soul, and tore another piece of flesh and blood like a beast.

In just a moment, there was already a river of blood on the altar, and Wang Lan, who had lost his mind and couldn't use his aura, was also stained with blood on his hair and his tulle-like clothes, just like a bloody man.

Gradually, Wang Lan, who had lost his mind, gradually cleared up as more and more people were killed, as if another divine soul appeared in his body.

But before he could ease his emotions, the real Wang Lan's spirit was released, and he fled uncontrollably towards the physical body.

There is no doubt that Wang Lan directly devoured the divine soul that had just appeared, and soon occupied the sovereignty of the body, but it was not until she regained control of the body that she realized that at this moment, she couldn't restrain the madness of the body at all.

The extremely pungent smell of blood poured into her mouth and nose, and she wanted to retch, but the flesh swallowed the blood and a little bit of flesh into her stomach.

Tears welled up from the corners of her eyes, perhaps the only physical senses she could control.

"Lan'er..."

Just when Wang Lan couldn't accept the terrible reality, but the fainting of his soul almost only appeared under special circumstances, the gentle words like a spring breeze sounded in Wang Lan's ears.

However, at this moment, Wang Lan didn't want to hear this familiar voice, her spirit was roaring for the woman who called her name to leave, but her body was revealing the bloody mouth that was stained red, and rushed through the vast crowd towards the woman who called her.

Blood spurted out, and the eyes that were originally very clear became dark in an instant, and Wang Lan, who had knocked down the woman, was also as if he was frozen.

The hot bright red spread all over his body, Wang Lan regained all control, and was about to stretch out his palm to slap himself to death, but the majestic words also fell into his ears at that moment.

It was one of the people she had respected the most, but when she turned her head now, it was as if she had seen a mortal enemy.

The killing intent condensed into a sinister effect, and the blood-stained red hair that was already knotted on his shoulders was blown up by the wind brought by the emanating aura, and only the afterimage remained on the altar when he turned around.

The terrifying and slender claws stabbed straight towards the neck and chest of King Muliu, but as soon as he grabbed his sleeves in the air, Wang Lan was also frozen in mid-air.

Struggling to fiddle with that unintentional hand, although he had cultivated to the Xuanyin realm, he was already able to go without breathing for a long time, but the terrible pain coming from his neck made Wang Lan's green tendons burst out, and his face was red in just a moment.

"If you don't want your three brothers and them to go through what you have endured, then serve the Muliu Kingdom well. ”

The words came out of the mouth of King Muliu and went straight into Wang Lan's heart...

At this point, the story is almost over, and even if Wang Lan doesn't say anything about the rest of the matter, Yeyang can roughly guess something, as for who the woman in Wang Lan's mouth is, as Wang Lan wiped away the uncontrollable tears from the corners of his eyes, it seems that everything is no longer so important...

"Let's have tea. ”

"Hmm. ”