After speaking, Rou'er held the sword in her hand, and the tip of the sword was aimed at Youlan's chest. Use your greatest strength to stab at Yulan's chest!

When the tip of the sword was about to enter Youlan's chest. A gust of wind whistled by. The palm wind swept away Rou'er and fainted. At this time, the orchid on the ground disappeared. It's still all around...... The sound of sword strike! The blood kept falling on the flat ground. Accompanied by mournful and heart-rending screams.

When Youlan woke up in a daze. Find yourself in a strange room. The rooms are light-filled and elegantly furnished and laid out. Calligraphy and paintings of celebrities hang on the wall. There are flowers in the blue and white porcelain vase in the corner. The table is a large garden table made of white jade. The stools are all white jade round stools. In the middle of the room hangs a beaded curtain. Above the curtain is a large picture of a magnolia flower. Behind the curtain through fine beads. There seemed to be a man in a white brocade robe with his back to her, reading a book on a rosewood table. The expression is very quiet and focused. Shi Youlan was stunned for a moment.

Weird...... Am I not dead?

I pinched my arm ruthlessly, it hurt! Alas...... These days, I really can't die if I want to!

Got up and jumped out of bed. Put on your own shoes. Then he stared intently at the man who was reading the book. Quietly tiptoe to the curtain. Curiously looking at who saved her. I guess in my heart that eight or nine should be a mask. But doesn't that ugly monster in Kamen always like to wear black?

Could it be that this is transformed today!

The man in the white robe heard movement on the bed. The hand holding the book paused. Then he heard a voice coming towards the beaded curtain. Didn't turn around. Instead, he continued to look at the book.

Youlan gently lifted the bead curtain and stood on tiptoe to walk over to the rosewood table. She wondered if this person was a mask. Here, no one will care about her except for the good buddy mask who will save her!

The man in the white robe was still looking at the book. Youlan is like a thief. Sneak over. Walking to the rosewood table, the man still didn't turn around. Youlan is full of energy, ready to scare this to death once!

Who called this ugly bastard kissed her last time! ……

Hum...... Hum...... A gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late!

He was about to slap his hands on his back. Na Woo turned his head. The white robe and white mask, the cold starry eyes stared at Youlan who raised her hands at this time. Youlan was stunned.

This...... This...... This is not a mask! It's the Pavilion Master of the Night Pavilion. That cruel and bloodthirsty change. State.

Thinking of this, the flesh on Youlan's face trembled and swallowed. The hands were still raised at this time, as embarrassed as those little Japanese soldiers who surrendered! Still shivering!

Syllable...... Kneeling down, he stammered and said, "Pavilion Master...... The small orchid, who has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, disturbs you to read, that ...... Please continue with that, as if the small one didn't exist and hadn't been there. ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for the pavilion master to reply, and turned around. Gray pouted his ass and slowly moved towards the bead curtain. Moving and moving, a voice as cold as ice sounded behind him.

"Stand on the ......"

Nima ......

Youlan changed her ass again. Face the Pavilion Master. He said tremblingly: "Pavilion...... Pavilion Master. You adults have a lot, let go of the small ones! The little one really doesn't know if you're here. If you know the way, give me ten dares and don't dare to come! ”

"Did I tell you to leave?"

The cold voice from hell stimulated Youlan, and the goosebumps flickered!

Wow...... Lao Tzu is really dead this time!