The wooden stake surfaced again, and Lan Yiling's heart trembled, she would never forget this thing!

"Uncle, this lake is very evil, and it won't be too late for Aya to go in!"

"Girl, wait, the time hasn't come yet."

Ling Lan Yixi held down Lan Yiling, and when she saw that she wanted to refute, she raised her eyebrows and said, "What, even my uncle doesn't believe it anymore?" ”

Lan Yiling puffed out his cheeks and didn't speak, Ling Lan Yixi smiled, and reached out to poke the bulging cheeks, "Haha, okay, my uncle promises you that he will definitely rescue Aya, huh?" ”

Lan Yiling had a momentary sway, this uncle who had just known him for a few days felt no different from his father's mother, as if he was a combination of his father's mother, so she was so close to him, this feeling was really amazing!

Lan Yiling leaned up again and asked mysteriously, "Uncle, tell me honestly, what is the relationship between you and me?" ”

Ling Lan Yixi's expression suddenly became a little nervous, "Ling'er, you ......"

"Are you really not my mother? Or is it my mother's sister? ”

Lan Yiling asked again.

Questioned about gender again, someone's face turned blue, gritted his teeth and said, "Girl, I miss your mother, don't you?" Do you want your uncle to give you a ride? ”

Lan Yiling thought he was referring to sending himself back to Sakura, and half-jokingly replied, "Wow, I really want to go home after being out for so long!" ”

Ling Lan Yixi suddenly fell silent, he had just received the news of Lan Tingxin's death not long ago, Ge Tianmu wrote in the letter not to tell Sù Ling'er about it, he also thought so, Yi Ling'er's current situation must not be stimulated, otherwise, it would ...... The consequences are unimaginable.

Here, the "Holy Maiden"

A person walks to the pavilion in the center of the lake on a wooden stake, and the pavilion has been modified into the shape of a sitting lotus, like a river lantern floating on the water, and it feels like you can step on it with one foot, but the "holy woman"

still did not change his face, and stood on it steadily.

The old man glanced around again and walked to the octagonal table in the center of the altar.

On the table, there were eight delicate incense burners in a circle, which contained various colors of transparent liquids, and the corners of the incense burners were tied with red threads, leading to the position where the old man stood.

In the middle were two lit red candles, a stack of rune paper, and a dagger.

The old man picked up the talisman paper and lit it, and put it into the incense burner in turn, and the incense burner soon lit up with various flames.

Lan Yiling squinted, she could feel that the attributes of this flame were similar to that of amethyst, it seemed that this old man was prepared, but even if she knew that it was a trap, she had to jump down, and she couldn't let Aya sacrifice for her, right?

Most of the people held their breath and followed the old man's movements closely, no one noticed that the sky was getting darker, the original clear sky was gradually covered by dark clouds, and the flames of various colors became more and more enchanting.

The corners of the old man's mouth hooked up a bloodthirsty sneer, it's fast, it will be able to achieve it soon...... Hua Mochou's face was solemn and his brows were tightly wrinkled.

"Uncle, the waters of the lake are starting to change!"

The originally calm surface of the lake is now like an arrow target, rotating at different speeds, getting faster and faster towards the center, and the pavilion in the center of the lake remains unmoving.

Ling Lan Yixi pondered for a moment, explained a few words to Lan Yiling in his ear, and then led a group of subordinates to put on black scarves and show their weapons, "shiny"

appeared, leaving Amon standing behind Lan Yiling to protect.

The scene soon became chaotic, Ling Lan Yixi led all the elite dead soldiers, although there were only twenty, but all of them could defeat a hundred, the men in black were like ghosts shuttling through the forbidden army, leaving no armor in the places they passed, and the people fleeing everywhere did not suffer any casualties.

The old man just glanced at it, and went on to do his own thing, as if the bloody battle in front of him was just a farce.

Seeing the soldiers fall one by one, Hua Mochou couldn't help but shout, "Doesn't the priest know what happened?!" ”

"It's just a bunch of chaotic parties, the emperor doesn't need to worry."

The old man picked up the dagger and was about to cut through his palm, when a long sword stabbed at him with precision, knocking the dagger away.

The old man looked sideways at the man in black standing in front of him, and sneered, "What is King Linglan doing?" This is a great sin for the Nine Clans. ”