"Stop!"

An extremely coquettish but angry voice came, and a young girl walked in.

The girl's eyes in front of her are like water, but with a touch of coldness, ten fingers are slender, skin is like clotted fat, snow white is pink, it seems to be able to wring out water, a pair of red lips, smiling like a smile, every move seems to be dancing.

There is no beauty in the autumn, and it is a beautiful woman to the eye!

Hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup, and the water hall is fragrant!

Mo Lanjiong's eyes shrank, he didn't expect that there would be such a flower and moon in the world.

"Oops! Isn't this the younger sister of the Yan family, it's a great honor for me to be able to come to the shop!"

"Humph!"

The girl didn't pay attention to her, but looked at Mo Lanjiong, and couldn't help but soften her eyes, only to see a young man in the corner with his eyebrows obliquely inserted into his sideburns, his eyes were blazing, as if there was a deep ink condensation under his eyes, which was natural and transparent. The young man raised his head slightly, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, and the girl's heart suddenly rippled, but she didn't show it.

"Sister Mei, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to make things difficult for an unarmed son this time, right?" The girl threw an angry eye at the proprietress

"Sister Yan, you misunderstood, as soon as this kid came in, not only did he buy clothes, but he also made trouble here!"

"Whew!"

Mo Lanjiong didn't bother to speak, and glanced to the side.

"Look at it, if this kid hadn't been making trouble here, would he have alarmed us!" Seeing the daughter of the prison tomb secretary arrive, One-eye's heart tightened, and he also pretended to be innocent.

"Come with me. ”

The girl's tone was soft, and her light steps slowly approached Mo Lanjiong, and a faint fragrance rushed towards her.

"I... Me?"

Looking at such an unworldly girl who was constantly approaching, Mo Lanjiong's cheeks flushed, and her heart was flustered.

"Is there anyone else here besides you?" the girl's beautiful face could not hide her tender whisper.

"But I..."

"It's okay, come with me!"

The girl walked outside the store, every step was like a light dance, the breeze blowing through the hem of her skirt, revealing a trace of white skin like snow, even the cold eyes, could not stop the watery spirit.

Mo Lanjiong felt a burst of heat on his face, his breathing became rapid, and somewhere between the two suddenly became taller, Mo Lanjiong hurriedly got up and followed.

"Hey... What's the situation?" the proprietress looked dazed, but she didn't dare to offend the girl.

Walking out of the store, Mo Lanjiong stopped:

"Aunt... Girl, you... I..."

"My name is Yan Xue'er, were you okay just now?"

"I..."

Yan Xue'er turned around like a light feather, and looked at Yan Xue'er, Mo Lanjiong's eyes trembled, and she hurriedly glanced to the side, unable to speak for a while.

There were envious glances around, everyone knows who Yan Xue'er is, and at this moment there is an unknown stunned boy by her side.

"Isn't that Yan Xue'er?"

"If it's really her, huh, is the one next to her...?"

In the teahouse not far away, two sons looked down from the window.

"Hurry up and report to Zhang Gongzi, in broad daylight, someone dares to dig Zhang Gongzi's corner behind his back!"

......

The two of them walked in Luohua Street, Mo Lanjiong's forehead tilted slightly, and secretly looked at the girl beside him, only to see that under the girl's snow-white jade appearance, there was a little cinnabar mole on her eyebrows, and under the light of the warm sun, she showed a charming style.

The eyes are like stars, the long eyelashes are swaying slightly in the breeze, under the tall but small nose, a cute little mouth, glowing with a faint pink, the moist lilac tongue licks his pink lips, the snow-white placket is half open, revealing white shoulders and a pair of lovely and beautiful little feet, infinitely attractive.

"Uhh

In Xia Mo Lanjiong, the girl Fang... Why are you helping me?"

The girl looked at Mo Lanjiong with a pair of watery eyes, and said coquettishly with a pink mouth:

"Just now, I'm just fighting for you, and besides, can we be poor, why do you put up with it again and again?" Looking at the young man with stars between his eyebrows in front of him, Yan Xue'er's cheeks blushed slightly.

"Uh..."

Yan Xue'er has not entered the cultivation world, so she naturally does not know Mo Lanjiong's intentions, and before she has a certain ability and power, Mo Lanjiong can only choose to forbear.

"Where's your home?"

"I... No home"

Yan Xue'er's eyes trembled, her willow eyebrows furrowed, and she pondered for a long time.

Looking at the ice peak in the north, Mo Lanjiong remembered the past and felt sad.

Along the way, the atmosphere was slightly awkward, Mo Lanjiong didn't know how to answer, didn't know where to follow Yan Xue'er, and didn't know how long she had been walking.

"Oh~ The one in front is my house!" After half an hour, the tranquility was finally broken.

"You... Your house?" Mo Lanjiong's eyes trembled, and he suddenly looked ahead, but he didn't expect to go to Yan Xue'er's house after walking for so long.

Looking up, not far away abruptly breaking through the clouds, the magnificent and magnificent exquisite attic comes into view, the touch of the tall wall under the slanting sun, is reflected incomparably blood red, brick by brick, all reflect the solemn majesty. Mo Lanjiong unconsciously started to be stunned.

"What's wrong?"

A delicate voice came, and Mo Lanjiong suddenly sobered up: "This is..."

"The Yan family has been an official for generations, and my father is the prison director of Pingcheng, who is in charge of the fate of the prisoners in the prison. Yan Xue'er said humbly.

"Damn! so powerful!" Liang Chao was shocked, he didn't expect to meet someone from the Prison Tomb Mansion when he first came to Pingcheng, no wonder Yan Xue'er could live in such a glorious palace.

"It's just..." Yan Xue'er's eyes were lowered, as if she had something on her mind.

"What's wrong?"

"My father has also offended a lot of people because of this over the years. ”

The position of the Prison Tomb Division is already against human feelings, Mo Lanjiong naturally understood, so he comforted: "Don't worry too much, the law is like a mountain, and your father is just doing what he should do." ”

"Many years ago, my father was secretly retaliated against by the Oni Shogunate for ordering one of Oniri's henchmen to be imprisoned, and his legs were cut off!"

Yan Xue'er's eyes couldn't help but redden, Mo Lanjiong naturally knew some of the deeds of the Ghost Shogunate, but unexpectedly, even the Pingcheng Prison Tomb Division failed to escape that section.

"That Lingzun..."

Since then, my father has never left the Mausoleum Pavilion, and he is no longer as majestic as he used to be. Yan Xue'er said, looking at a towering attic not far away.

The roof of the building was covered with clouds and mist, and Mo Lanjiong saw clearly that it was the Lingsi Pavilion.

"All these years... How did Ling Zun take charge of the Prison Mausoleum?" Mo Lanjiong asked softly.

"He..."

Yan Xue'er's eyes twitched: "The system of the prison tomb is very perfect, even if my father stays at home, the prison tomb can still operate as usual. ”

I see!

"Fortunately, since the Oni Shogunate was uprooted, Heijo has been relatively peaceful, and he hasn't embarrassed his father so much. Speaking of this, the corners of Yan Xue'er's eyes were filled with tears.

From her eyes, Mo Lanjiong saw a touch of vulnerability, maybe this was the reason why she helped herself.

The two were silent, and finally came to the gate of the prison mansion.

"Miss, you're back!"

The guard at the door bowed and said, and at the same time glanced at Mo Lanjiong vigilantly: "This is..."

"Friends. ”

Yan Xue'er returned to her previous indifference.

"Miss, the Prison Tomb Division has clearly stipulated... No one from outside the province is allowed to enter, and I hope you will be able to..."

"Do you dare to doubt the people I brought?" Yan Xue'er looked at them coldly, not angry and arrogant.

"No... Don't dare!—" The guards panicked, not knowing what to do.

"Do you know what the consequences will be if I join you at the Prison Tomb Division?"

......

Chirping~

The door slowly opened, and Yan Xue'er walked in quickly:

"Keep up!"

"This..."

Looking at the majestic Prison Mansion, Mo Lanjiong didn't know what Yan Xue'er meant for a while.

"Come on in, what are you worried about with me!" Yan Xue'er stomped her feet, there were still many guards outside the door, and the more Mo Lanjiong was like this, the more she felt as if she had done something wrong.

"Well... All right. Mo Lanjiong secretly glanced at the guard, and without saying a word, he quickly followed.

Walking into the mansion, Mo Lanjiong was dazzled. Pavilions, pavilions, ponds, pavilions, and water pavilions are reflected in the green pines and cypresses; Rockeries, flower beds, bonsai, vines and bamboos, dotted in between.

On the left and right, the ancient cypress towers to the sky, the grass is luxuriant, and all kinds of strange stones and flowers are dotted in the garden.

"This is the front yard of the prison mausoleum, the most beautiful man-made landscape in Pingcheng, and my father often comes here to relax. ”

"I don't know which master is from such a beautiful garden. Mo Lanjiong muttered to himself.

"Do you see the wall ahead?"

"That's..."

"It's the Prison Tomb Mansion, and you'll know it through that gate. ”

Yan Xue'er's melodious voice came from her ears, and Mo Lanjiong's body was soft.

Walking into the city gate, there is a huge black lake behind the gate. In the middle of the lake, the Lingsi Pavilion stands proudly with more than a dozen towering attics.

"Is this...?"

Mo Lanjiong was secretly frightened, what was the reason why the Prison Tomb Mansion could be built on the lake.

"This is a trap lake, and it was originally just an ordinary pavilion. Thinking of this, Yan Xue'er's eyes lowered.

"Trap Lake, what about us... How do I get there?"

There is indeed a story in this, but after all, it is an internal matter of the Prison Tomb Mansion, and Mo Lanjiong is not good to ask.

"Follow me!"

Yan Xue'er walked to a very inconspicuous place by the lake, stretched her hand into the water shallowly, and kept writhing something, and then the lake suddenly began to tremble.

After a few moments, a long black shadow gradually emerged, and when the shaking subsided, a tunnel gradually emerged on the surface of the lake.

Depend on!

What kind of operation is this? It can hide all the tunnels in the lake.

Mo Lanjiong was dumbfounded.

"All the mechanisms in this lake are controlled by a huge heavy machine array. ”

Liang Chao followed the organ road, and the end of the road was the important place of the Prison Tomb Mansion in the middle of the lake.

"Sixteen years ago, that difficulty happened here, since then, my father did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to invite Qincheng's top machine array master Yuan Lie, hundreds of craftsmen took nine years to complete this machine array. Yan Xue'er's eyes reflected a touch of sadness.

I see!

"Wait, Wonyeol?"

Mo Lanjiong had heard this person mentioned by his master, and it was rumored that he was a mysterious machine array master, and no one knew his origin.

"Well, it's the master of the machine array who was famous in the hot summer many years ago, but while this lake array was still under construction, the ghost shogunate was wiped out. ”

"Then why do you continue to spend a lot of money on construction?" Mo Lanjiong frowned.

"I don't know my father's intentions. ”

Yan Xue'er also asked this question, but her father did not say a word.

"You... Did you bring me here because of sympathy?" After a long dull time, Mo Lanjiong finally asked.

"I..."

The corners of Yan Xue'er's eyes were moist, and she squatted down weakly, her delicate body looked so thin under the breeze.

Because of that incident, her father has been in a state of collapse ever since, and over the years, Yan Xue'er has witnessed the changes in her father, and since the moment she left the Prison Mansion, she has vowed to become stronger.

But she knew that those seemingly strong ones were just an excuse to cover up their vulnerability!

The lake was quiet and silent for a long time.

"Whoa!"

A soft voice broke the silence, and Yan Xue'er looked up at Mo Lanjiong.

This one is for you!"

After choosing for a long time, Mo Lanjiong took off the black necklace around his neck, with a silver wolf tooth hanging on the necklace, and a white silver light reflected in the moonlight.

"Is this...?"

Yan Xue'er opened her big bright eyes and looked at the necklace.

"My gift to you!" Mo Lanjiong smiled innocently.

"Really?" Yan Xue'er's eyes flashed.

Mo Lanjiong didn't know that he was Yan Xue'er's first friend in the true sense.

"It's good for you... Does it matter?"

Mo Lanjiong looked at the sky, his eyes deep.

Faintly, a thin figure appeared in the vast sky, fighting fiercely with the wolf king, and his body was covered with scars......

As soon as the picture turned, I saw an old man with drooping eyebrows sitting in the courtyard, constantly polishing a wolf tooth, and the young man sitting next to him, obsessively watching everything the master did.

"Apprentice, this is the first gift for the teacher, the wolf tooth necklace, do you like it?"

"I like it!" the boy stood up excitedly, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Wear it, it can bring you good luck!"

.........

Mo Lanjiong's eyes trembled, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"This wolf tooth necklace may bring you some good luck when you are in danger. ”

"Bring good luck?"

"Unexpected good luck. Mo Lanjiong smiled slightly.

"Huh? Otherwise, you might as well keep it, this chain must be very important to you. Yan Xue'er shook her head again and again.

"Do you mind that?" Mo Lanjiong looked angry.

"What...!"

"Then take it!"

Seeing Mo Lanjiong's serious face, Yan Xue'er's face turned red, and a trace of inexplicable feelings rose in her heart.

"That's... Thank you!" Yan Xue'er took the necklace very softly and smiled.

"Put it on!

Yan Xueer gently put the necklace on her snow-white neck, and her heart felt warm.

The breeze slid across the lake, a lock of beautiful hair fluttered in the wind, the delicate white as snow was as clear as jade, and the snow skin was as beautiful as jade.

Under the shadow of the moon, a pair of charming and moving snow eyes trembled, the delicate nose, and the dripping cherry-like red lips were engraved with coquettishness on the slightly dizzy face.

Looking at Yan Xue'er's snow-like skin and graceful and slender figure, Mo Lanjiong swallowed deeply.

"You... You are in Pingcheng, there should be no place to live, there are many vacant rooms in the Prison Tomb Mansion, if you don't mind, you can live here temporarily. ”

"It's not quite..."Seeing Yan Xue'er suddenly turn around, Mo Lanjiong's face turned red, and she immediately looked away.

"Don't worry, my father won't mind. ”

After living in the deserted Zhuyu Peak for 17 years, Longling Town is the place where Mo Lanjiong goes most often, and it is the first time that Mo Lanjiong has seen such a person with an ice and snow fairy appearance.

is different from ordinary people, Mo Lanjiong can suppress the shame of the first time he hears the beauty, and he can suppress the fire a little bit.

......

Walking on the road, a gust of cold wind blew in her face, Mo Lanjiong took off her shabby coat, and looked at Yan Xue'er, who was beautiful beside her, under the moonlight, everything seemed so unreal!

"That's it, I'm an ordinary person, what qualifications do I have to dress for the daughter of the prison tomb to keep warm. Seeing that Yan Xue'er didn't notice it, Mo Lanjiong shook her head secretly and quickly put on her clothes.

"It's a lifeless dead lake that only flows when it's working. ”

Halfway through, Yan Xue'er suddenly stopped.

"Dead Lake?"

"What's wrong?" Yan Xue'er turned to look at Mo Lanjiong, not noticing anything.

Mo Lanjiong looked along the rough wall towards the end.

"Since it's not underground living water, where does this water come from?" Mo Lanjiong was puzzled for a while.

"This..."

Seeing Yan Xue'er's dazed face, Mo Lanjiong didn't ask anymore.

"It's not early, I'm really..."Seeing that he was about to arrive at the important place of the Prison Tomb, Mo Lanjiong hesitated for a while.

"Don't worry, I'll take you to my father right now and talk to him. Yan Xue'er knew what he was thinking and interrupted softly.

"That's... It's hard work!" Mo Lanjiong arched his hand.

Isn't it the usual rhythm of lovers getting married when worshipping their father! Thinking of this, Mo Lanjiong was a little nervous.

"Let's go!"

......

In the prison mausoleum

"I'm back. ”

A middle-aged man with a bloated body and a greasy face leaned on a wooden wheelchair, and this person was none other than Yan Dianyu, the director of the prison tomb.

"What's the matter, baby girl, why are you so sad?" Yan Dianyu paddled over with a wooden wheelchair.

"No... It's okay. Recalling the words of the guards outside the Prison Mansion, Yan Xue'er dodged her gaze and didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Could it be that Yan'er is being bullied outside? Tell your father, your father will definitely be angry for you!"

"Father, actually..."

Yan Xue'er quietly looked out the door and found Mo Lanjiong standing there.

"Huh?"

Yan Dianyu touched her beard, and her eyes flashed from outside the door.

"The one outside the door, it's cold and cold, come in. ”

Mo Lanjiong's body trembled, and then he said:

"Junior Mo Lanjiong, I'm bothering you!"

"Come in. Yan Dianyu secretly looked at Mo Lanjiong and found that a young man of sixteen or seventeen actually had the cultivation of the ninth stage of the source soul, and he couldn't help but be dumbfounded and surprised.

Looking at the entire Pingcheng, except for He Yunfei and Zhang Bin, Yan Dianyu has never heard of such a young but talented person.

"Boy, who are you?" Yan Dianyu sat up straight and carefully looked at the young man in front of him.

"The younger generation is from Longling Town, and has been lonely since childhood, living alone until now. ”

"Longling Town?"

Yan Dianyu frowned suddenly, and then dispersed again.

"Well, tell me, what do you mean here?"

"The juniors didn't want to bother, it's just..." Mo Lanjiong glanced at Yan Xue'er, not knowing how to speak.

"Father, that's how ......"

Yan Xue'er came out one by one, and Yan Dianyu finally knew what happened.

"In this case, you can stay in this prison tomb for the time being, but ......" Yan Dianyu glanced at Mo Lanjiong, hesitated for a moment, and continued:

"I saw that you have a different martial arts, so I will give you a task, which can be regarded as a test for you, if you have this ability, the door of this prison tomb will always be open to you in the future. ”

Mo Lanjiong was shocked when he heard this,

"Uncle, please tell me, as long as it is the right thing, the younger generation will definitely go to the soup and go to the fire, and he will not give up. Mo Lanjiong arched his hand.

"I have been disabled for many years and cannot enter and leave this prison mausoleum, I hope that in the future, you can be my family's bodyguard.

When Mo Lanjiong heard this, his eyes immediately smiled and his eyebrows flew, in this way, he could not only stay in the Prison Tomb Mansion for a long time, but also have the daughter of Xianrong by his side, wouldn't it be wonderful!

"If you have any thoughts about Yan'er......" Yan Dianyu suddenly showed murderous intent on her face, and it disappeared in a flash.

"I think you get the idea. ”

Mo Lanjiong's heart tightened, and he secretly swallowed his saliva, although Yan Dianyu was disabled, he was full of force, and Mo Lanjiong did not dare to offend.

"Father, how can you be like this!" Yan Xue'er blushed and sneered.

"The younger generation will protect each other with their lives, and they will never think about it at all!" Mo Lanjiong cut the railway.

"Okay! Yan'er, take Mo Gongzi to find a good place to live. ”

"Father, you're like this..."

Before Yan Xue'er finished speaking, Yan Dianyu stretched out her hand to interrupt:

"Since Mo Gongzi has agreed, what else do you have to be reluctant?"

"But I..."

"Huh?"

Yan Dianyu had anger on her face, and Yan Xue'er had no choice but to retreat.

......

Walking in the dark pavilion road, Yan Xue'er's eyes were flushed, and she didn't say a word, she didn't expect things to be like this, Mo Lanjiong turned out to be her personal guard.

Looking at Mo Lanjiong with an innocent face, Yan Xue'er couldn't see what he was capable of.

"I'll first... First of all, I didn't ask you to do this! That's it!"

Yan Xue'er couldn't help but speak, letting Mo Lanjiong fall into such a situation, Yan Xue'er blamed herself very much.

Mo Lanjiong didn't think so, he looked calm on the surface, but he was already happy in his heart.

"It is an honor for Mo Lanjiong to be able to enter your mansion to serve Miss Yan. The four eyes met, and there was silence for a while.

......