Chu Lan smiled contemptuously, then turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared. WwW is worth your collection. LＷXＳ５２０。 ＣＯＭ

There is no doubt that this Chu Lan is fake.

Feng Ning stood up weakly, and gradually regained his strength, but fortunately, his spiritual power could be used.

The dark light, the dilapidated stone house, Feng Ning was still shocked how the Sword Peak had become like this, and when he turned around, he saw the Imperial Mountain Peak that was on fire.

Feng Ning ran back in a panic, and when he turned around, he hit a wooden box, which flipped to the ground, and a person rolled out of it.

"Chu Lan ......" Feng Ning hugged him anxiously.

"You're really Fengning?" Chu Lan's voice sounded very weak.

"Of course it's me." The strange and familiar coldness in her hand made her want to escape, "Who is it?" ”

"It doesn't matter anymore." The corners of Chu Lan's mouth overflowed with blood, "I'm already very happy to be able to see you before I die." ”

"I'm not going to let you die." Feng stared at Chu Lan, who was transparent as if he was about to merge with the air, and his voice trembled.

Even if he is used to seeing life and death, Feng Ning still can't have a strong heart, watching people close to him die, and being indifferent.

"Don't cry." Chu Lan gently wiped the tears on Feng Ning's cheeks, "The dead soul is still there, and after a few hundred years, we can meet again." ”

"Really?" Wind condensation inhales the tip of the nose.

"Of course...... Not really. ”

The sudden sound was terrifying.

Feng Ning turned his head and saw a familiar figure.

"What are you doing here?" Feng Ning asked coldly, because she knew that most of Chu Lan's encounters were caused by the Demon Horse.

"I'll tell you the truth." The Devil didn't care about Feng Ning's attitude.

"I'm not interested in your truth at all, please leave immediately." Feng Ning's expression was as cold as ice, and he stood quietly to confront the demon horse.

"Okay." The demon retreated, "You want him to live, I can help." ”

Sometimes it takes a lot of courage to live, but it's easy to die.

Feng Ning and Chu Lan both knew the way to live, but they ......

"You've got three more days to think about it." The demon tilted his head, as if he was seriously considering, "Three days will be a good day......

Feng Ning clenched the Broken Mind Sword, kicked the wooden box at him without hesitation, and quietly watched his figure disappear into the wind and rain.

"Three days later, what day will it be?" Feng Ning took a deep breath and resisted the urge to admonish Chu Lan.

She understands Chu Lan, who is not willing to fall into darkness in order to survive......

"No matter what the day, it's only three days, wait." Chu Lan looked very calm, and his voice was rarely soft.

I don't know when the rain stopped, and under the soft light, the pale Chu Lan looked a little warmer and less dull.

"I'll take you to Master."

Chu Lan held Feng Ning's hand and shook her head, "I want to drink...... I have a 300-year-old wine in my house......"

Feng Ning was slightly stunned for a moment and nodded.

The sun was shining slightly, the weather was just right, and the wind condensed a stove by the window, on which was warm wine, and soon the whole room was filled with the smell of wine.

Feng Ning handed Chu Lan a small wine cup, his pale fingers rubbed against the mouth of the cup, he lowered his head and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but his whole body was leaning on the chair, dressed in white, peaceful and peaceful.

Neither of them spoke, and only the sound of breathing could be heard quietly.

"You drink less......" Feng Ning saw that he drank one cup after another, but he still couldn't help but dissuade him.

Although it is clear that drinking or not actually has no effect on what is coming.

Chu Lan drank all the wine in the wine glass, perhaps because of the wine, his face was much more ruddy at this time, and his spirit was getting better and better.

Feng Ning was secretly surprised in his heart, could it be that this wine had a healing effect? I dipped my fingers in some wine and licked it, and a spicy sensation rushed to my throat.

Chu Lan actually laughed, Feng Ning looked at his long-lost smiling face, until he fell on the table without warning, he was shocked, and hurriedly went over to help him.

"Hand him over to me." Chu Tian didn't know when he was standing outside the door.

"You go back first." Chu Tian's expression was extremely solemn.

Feng Ning already felt that she was sorry for Chu Lan, and Chu Tian made her blush, but she couldn't refute it, and it was not good to be lazy to disturb here.

"I'm going to give him a medicated bath right away." Chu Tian put Chu Lan on the bed and said slowly, "It's inconvenient for you to be here. ”

"I'm sorry." Feng Ning bowed deeply towards Chu Tian.

When he looked up, he found that Chu Tian's back was a little rickety, Feng Ning shook his head, driving away the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, the monk was not sick or painful, he was not old and decrepit, how could he be rickety?

Standing on the spirit sword and rising into the air, she remembered the peak of the mountain that caught fire.

"It's a shame." A faint sigh came from the ashes.

It's a pity that a place that looks like a fairyland becomes like a ruin.

Feng Ning slowly walked towards the figure, "Who are you?" ”

The black figure slowly turned around, brushed away the hair in front of him, and the corners of his mouth hooked into an evil smile, "Why don't you ask what is a pity?" ”

Feng Ning's pupils constricted, "You...... Why are you here? ”

"Surely, there's a reason I hate you." The magic bead raised his blood-red eyes, and many black rattans suddenly appeared behind him, each of which was a black viscous liquid, dripping to the ground.

"How did you get in?" Feng Ning was extremely shocked in his heart, and he was almost speechless in surprise.

"Don't you know best how I got in?" The magic bead smiled weirdly, and raised his hand slightly, and the rattan swooped towards the wind.

"Impossible." Feng Ning denied her guess in her heart, if the magic bead really entered the Lingshan Sect because of her, how could she not notice it at all?

Although she couldn't use her spiritual power at that time, Feng Ning was confident that there would never be anything attached to her, and she didn't even know it.

The bead must have said this to distract her, this place has been burned to ashes, what else is there for him to do this?

"It's not fun at all." The magic bead withdrew the rattan, "I don't want to fight you now, you can't beat me, you tell me where Yu Changshu is, I won't hurt you." ”

"I couldn't beat you before, but not now." Feng Ning pulled out the Broken Mind Sword and drew an arc in the air.

"Are you sure?" The orb released the motes again, "But I promised them...... If you asked for it, it shouldn't be considered a violation of the rules, right? ”

"Do you still have anyone to fear?" Feng Ning frowned slightly, and gently waved his sword, and the ashes were swept up by the aura, dancing in the air.

"This is your ......" The magic bead was surprised to feel the powerful spiritual power fluctuations, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that this was the power emitted by a human monk, obviously she was weak not long ago, but now her strength can be compared to him.

At this time, he really faced Feng Ning. (To be continued.) )>