The cloud in the sky had not yet drifted away, and the high tower was still pitch black, and at this time, what Fang Yuhui saw in his eyes was a dark color that was even deeper than this night.

She walked slowly, as if she was walking in the deepest dream, her face was still immature, but her eyes seemed to have gone through a thousand tribulations, and only coldness remained in her dark eyes. Her slightly flickering dress had no color, and there was no pattern in sight, like a random splash of thick ink, and with every step she took, the thick ink dress would spread out in wisps, like black smoke, gathering and floating in this vain fragrance.

Fang Yuhui snorted coldly, before the voice fell, a group of black beast shadows appeared behind him, a pair of green and cold eyes stared at An Lan tightly, and then, lightning flew over!

Under the dark sky, there were no stars or moons, only the bone-piercing night wind blew mercilessly, and more than a dozen wild beasts were tearing at a figure around it, tearing that shadow to pieces almost instantly.

The fragments melted silently like ink in water, and then scattered in wisps.

Fang Yuhui smiled coldly, and the group of beast shadows in front of him let out a low roar from his throat, with a thick madness.

"You think it hurt me? Or has it already killed me? From the void came the girl's voice as calm as she didn't have any emotion.

Fang Yuhui was startled, turned his head, and saw that the ink that had been scattered before had gathered from all directions, and in the blink of an eye, it gathered into her previous appearance, a thick, uncertain black shadow.

Fang Yuhui squinted slightly, it turned out to be a shadow. She is conjuring up her own phantom, no wonder there is no defense around her.

He didn't bother to hide his whereabouts, but she kept her place firmly hidden.

"Hide your head and show your tail, carving insect skills!" After he came to his senses, he regained his arrogant look, "A cheap girl dares to be presumptuous in front of me!" ”

The beast shadows pounced again, surrounding An Lan's shadows and biting, but they didn't rush to tear her apart, so they could hear the beast's teeth rubbing and chewing.

At this time, Fang Yuhui did not look over there, but suddenly moved. Go in a certain direction.

Even if she's hiding. He could also pull her out and sacrifice her life to his mother. She is the first, and there will be a second one to come. The third. Anyone who participates in the Peach Blossom Forest. He won't let go of any of them.

Soon, Fang Yuhui determined An Lan's location, and a mocking sneer couldn't help but appear on his lips.

Originally. Bai Guanghan's Jinxiang Meeting, the last one, was clearly won by him, and, from beginning to end, he was the best, but Mr. Guanghan chose this lowly girl, no one could understand what kind of humiliation he suffered in his heart at that moment.

Now coupled with the revenge of killing his mother, how could he still allow her to live and still stand at the same height as him!

An Lan suddenly spoke: "Young Master Fang, Lingtang's matter has nothing to do with me, and I am also very sad when something like that happens." ”

Fang Yuhui sneered: "You think I will believe it." ”

An Lan said: "Young Master Fang, you are not my opponent, I don't need to lie to you." ”

Fang Yuhui shouted angrily: "A cheap girl dares to be so arrogant." ”

An Lan calmly stated a fact: "You couldn't even distinguish my shadow just now, you are not as good as me, in fact, it has been proven as early as Mr. Guanghan's Jinxiang meeting." ”

Fang Yuhui didn't answer, because at this time he was completely enraged, and there was no language to express his anger except to kill the other party with his own hands. And it just so happened that he found An Lan's true location at this time, but just when he looked for it, An Lan seemed to be aware of it, and avoided it. Fang Yuhui didn't think much about it, and immediately chased after her, at this time he had a thought in his mind, kill her, with his own hands!

The nine-storied pagoda on the top floor didn't have much space, and he quickly caught up with her. At this time, An Lan ran past a window, and then found that there was no road ahead, so she turned around, but suddenly ran towards him, and at the same time, a phantom appeared in front of her. The heavy ink color rushed towards him, Fang Yuhui sneered, and stood there watching with his hands in his hands. Just as An Lan was about to approach him, the group of beast shadows appeared in front of him again, and they rushed forward directly as they appeared.

An Lan seemed to be frightened and panicked, and subconsciously threw the things in her hand over, but what she was holding in her hand were only two sachets, and it was naturally impossible for the two sachets to stop Fang Yuhui's beast shadow. I saw that the sachet passed directly through the beast shadow and threw it at Fang Yuhui, and at the same time as she threw it out, the cavalry who had been used by An Lan to besiege the cheetah was instantly recalled to her side and blocked the bite of the beast shadow for her.

Fang Yuhui suddenly came back to his senses and realized that he seemed to have been fooled, but before he could react, he saw a huge black shadow rushing towards him. It was not something conjured up from the fragrance realm, it was real, vivid, crazy, cruel, and it was the cheetah that was deliberately starved for two days by Fang Wenjian and Bai Liling and trapped on the top of this tower.

That cheetah was only crazy about one fragrance, and the source of that fragrance was sent to him by An Lan at this time.

The clouds dispersed, under the cold moon, on Dayan Mountain, the roar of a beast suddenly came from the nine-storied pagoda, and the sound spread far, far away, and everyone in the Changxiang Palace, almost at the same time, all looked up in the direction of the nine-storied pagoda, and they, at that moment, saw a scene that they would never forget.

A man in a wide-sleeved robe, torn by a huge beast, rushed out of the window on the top floor of the nine-storied pagoda, and the cold moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival reflected their silhouettes, which were a set of fantastical, cruel, and incomparably beautiful, black silhouettes.

Fang Yuhui's screams became extremely distant, and were quickly dispersed by the night wind of the call.

He fell, and with the already crazy cheetah, he fell from the nine-storied pagoda to the bottom!

All the incense was gone, and the moonlight shone in through the window, so bright that it was a little uncomfortable for a moment. An Lan looked at the two sachets bathed in the moonlight, walked over slowly, bent down to pick them up, and then turned around. The county lord of Danyang stood behind her, looking at her in a daze, his face pale.

After a while, the county lord of Danyang muttered: "He, dead?" ”

An Lan didn't speak, but just handed over one of the sachets, which was the sachet of the county lord of Danyang, and after a while, they had to bring this sachet down.

The county lord of Danyang lowered his eyes, took the sachet, and then raised his eyes to look at An Lan, as if he had a lot to say, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Let's go." After An Lan put the sachet on, she walked past the county lord of Danyang, and from beginning to end, she didn't look out of the window.

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This volume will end tomorrow~ (To be continued......)