At tea time, two more Lan family guards were killed.

Huang San had been completely suppressed by Candle Five, and many large and small wounds had been knocked out on his body.

Lan Qiang's side was one against three, and gradually appeared, and the Lan family's guards were in danger, leaving only four people to fight bloodily.

Wow·····

The snow sculpture couldn't hold it anymore, and its snow-white feathers were bloodstained, and it looked like it was about to be captured by Candle Seven.

For all this, Lan Qing just watched calmly, he didn't have a good impression of the Lan family's guards and the old man surnamed Huang, even if they were killed, he wouldn't make a move.

In Lan Qing's eyes, only Lan Yan is good to herself, she just needs to protect her, no one else matters, life or death has nothing to do with him.

Some memories were lost, but his code of conduct was not.

"What should I do? What can I do?" Lan Yan was like an ant on a hot pot, and she was anxious, especially the screams of the snow sculptures, which made her anxious.

The snow sculpture was given to her by his grandfather when she was very young, and she grew up with her, and was an indispensable playmate in her memory, so in her heart, the snow sculpture was the closest person.

"Xiaoxue, you run, run!" Seeing that the snow sculpture was getting more and more injured, Lan Yan couldn't hold back her tears anymore, crying like a tearful person.

"Go!"

Lan Qing suddenly snorted softly, and casually threw his broken kitchen knife into the air, and the broken kitchen knife slashed through a black light, shooting nine days in an instant, killing Candle Qi who was fighting with the snow sculpture.

Poof-

Candle Seven's head burst on the spot, and red and white things fluttered in the air, and the snow sculpture that had lost its opponent suddenly flew downward.

"Seventh Master!!The Seventh Master is dead. ”

"Old Seven!"

"The Seventh Master was killed, killed by a broken kitchen knife, what can I do!"

Candle Five and a group of people suddenly became calm, they thought that Lan Qing would not be able to attack themselves in the air, but they didn't expect that he would kill the famous Candle Seven in Sin City with just a broken kitchen knife.

"Fifth master, what should I do if I encounter hard stubble?"

"What else can I do?

"Run!"

Candle Five and the others decisively gave up the battle and fled in the direction of Sin City.

"Boy, you wait for death, killing my seventh brother is the enemy of our entire Sin City. Candle Five, who was running away, left a cruel word.

"Lan Qing, thank you for saving Xiaoxue. Putting away the injured snow sculpture, Lan Yan wiped her tears and thanked her again and again.

"Little Miss, we can't let them escape back to Sin City, or we will all die!" Seeing that those people had fled, Huang San shouted anxiously.

But he also knew that he and the others couldn't keep Candle Five, and the reason why he said this was because he hoped that Lan Qing could make a move.

Lan Qing had a bad impression of himself and others, and it was impossible for Huang Sanming and Lan Qing to listen to him, so he hoped that the little lady would come forward to move Lan Qing and let him help stop those people.

If those people are allowed to return to Sin City, there will inevitably be people from Sin City chasing and killing them, you know, Candle Seven is the younger brother of the Lord of Sin City.

"Can you escape?"

Lan Qing's heart moved, and the broken kitchen knife struck hundreds of miles, and everywhere he went, bloody heads rose into the sky. More than ten people, including Candle Five, were killed in an instant.

Although he has lost his memory, he will not do such a stupid thing as letting the tiger return to the mountain.

Whoa~~~

The broken kitchen knife circled in the air and flew back into Lan Qing's hand steadily. It was still rusty and bloody.

"Oh my God, Lan Qing's broken kitchen knife is so powerful, no less than a divine weapon, this is a treasure. ”

"Impossible, this is impossible, Lan Qing has no aura, how did he control the broken kitchen knife in the air. ”

"It's amazing! Could it be that the problem is with his knife. ”

Looking at the rusty kitchen knife in Lan Qing's hand, Lan Yan and the others were all surprised.

Just now they could see clearly that Lan Qing's means of controlling the kitchen knife were very similar to the natal flying sword of sword cultivation. But the natal flying sword needs aura to use, and how did Lan Qing, who has no aura, control the broken kitchen knife?

This is beyond the comprehension of the crowd, and such a thing is beyond their comprehension.

What they don't know is that Broken Kitchen Knife and Lan Qing have telepathy, and they can drive him as long as his thoughts move. Of course, he couldn't control any blade other than a kitchen knife.

"Childe, forgive the old man for being clumsy, having eyes and not knowing Mount Tai, where we were offended before, you don't remember the villain, for the sake of the little lady's face, don't be with us and other general knowledge. Huang San returned and hugged his fist at Lan Qing in shame.

"Yes, yes, this honorable lord, we have offended a lot, Wan Wan Haihan. ”

"Thank you for saving your life, the little one who has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, here is the old salute for you." ”

"Childe, I'm ······"

Lan Qiang and the remaining four Lan family disciples saluted in shame, and when they thought of their previous attitude towards Lan Qing, everyone regretted it.

"Hmm!" Lan Qing just nodded slightly, and then didn't pay much attention to it.

Huang San understood that he and the others had already offended Lan Qing, and it was impossible to have a deep friendship with him. The other party does not hold grudges, which is already a great kindness, he is very knowledgeable, waved his hand and left with a group of guards, and went to clean up the battlefield.

Huang San was very careful, put away all the belongings, and then destroyed the corpses of those people, and there was a trace of corpse destruction.

The enemy is a subordinate of the Sin City Lord, and he can't leave any clues, otherwise he will be discovered by the Sin City Lord's people, and everything will be over.

"Lan Qing, thank you. If it weren't for you today, we'd ······"

Lan Yan opened her mouth gratefully, but her words were interrupted by Lan Qing: "If you didn't save me two days ago, how could I have a chance to save you! Before I regain my memory, I will be a disciple of the Lan family for the time being, and we will be called brother and sister in the future. ”

Lan Yan smiled when she heard this, Lan Qing's meaning was very simple, he was telling her that he would not leave him until he recovered his memory.

"Little sister Lan Yan, I've seen the eldest brother!" Lan Yan hugged her fists in a good way.

"Hehe! Then I'll call you Yan'er from now on. Lan Qing stepped forward and patted Lan Yan on the shoulder cordially.

Lan Yan grabbed Lan Qing's arm and said, "Big brother, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's change places!"

Three days later, in a huge banyan tree hole.

In order to avoid the limelight, Lan Qing and the others did not go to Sin City as soon as possible, Huang San and the others recovered their injuries in the tree hole, and Lan Qiang was sent to Sin City to find out the news.

Three days passed, and Lan Qing knew more and more things. Lan Yan told him many things about the Dongsheng Continent and the Chaotic Land.

He had a general understanding of the forces of the entire continent, but he still didn't know who his surname was and where he came from, so he secretly decided to follow Lan Yan and enter the Lan family first before making plans.

After all, the Lan family is a big family, maybe that place can find clues to their own background, even if they can't recover their memories, they must solve the problem of dantian first.

Two days later, Lan Qiang returned from Sin City.