Chapter 622: The Beauty Pool on Savage Ridge

Blood splattered, and the burning materials scattered on the ground were slowly extinguishing.

Lan Danqing's face was pale, and he only saw clearly now that the little black man who was cut in half by him was actually a little orangutan with black hair all over his body.

Blood from the edge of the knife collects on the tip of the knife and drops down.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound in the jungle, like footsteps on dead leaves.

Lan Dan listened with bated breath, and what he heard was a creepy sneer. The laughter is not loud, but it makes people chill and explode when they hear it in the quiet night. The laughter was thin and soft, but it was as cold as a blade.

Lan Di slowly picked up the air death lamp on the ground and ran towards the direction where the laughter came from. He burrowed into the jungle and left the bloody corpse behind...... Next to the corpse of the little orangutan, a tall black shadow suddenly appeared, like a ghost emerging from below. The dark shadow stared at a pair of green eyes, and let out a dull wail from his mouth......

Lan Dull shuddered inexplicably, and he tightened his collar and used the tip of his knife to remove the thorns that stood in his way.

I don't know how many roads I have chased, but the thin and soft voice is still floating ahead, the voice is too thin and weak, like a hairspring in the air.

Countless torches suddenly lit up in front of him, and the torches poked into the ground.

The wind gradually subsided, and the forest was quiet, but it began to rain lightly, and the raindrops grew from small to large, from thin to dense. In front of him is an open field, but in the middle is a half-acre square pool. The walls of the pond are made of large, hard blue-striped stone. There is a woman in white who is singing and dancing along the edge of the pool, she is dragging a white scarf behind her, her waist-length long hair covers half of her face, and the other half of her face is illuminated by the large and small torches around her, beautiful like a fairy. There was a painting boat in the pool, and there was a person in the boat, and that person had a kind face and a faint smile on his face.

Lan Dan was stunned. The person in the painting boat turned out to be Mrs. Xiao!

Old Lady Xiao was shaking her head at Lan Xuan, as if to tell him to leave immediately.

The painting boat swirled in the pool. Under the bright firelight, Lan Dianqing was surprised to find that Old Lady Xiao's hands were tied to the pillars of the boat. Who did it to this weak old man?

Lan Xuanqing was suddenly angry, and he strode towards the woman in white by the pool......

The woman in white suddenly spoke: "Stop!" The voice was very ethereal, as if it came from the bottom of a deep valley. The sound was soft, like a dead leaf falling by chance in the boundless jungle.

Lan stood still and looked at the woman with a look of surprise. He was familiar with this voice, how many lingering and sweet nights had been, a soft and soft sweet voice in his ear. Can ...... now In this eerie and terrifying Savage Ridge, beside this mysterious pool, he actually heard the haunting voice again. The voice was familiar, but the face was unfamiliar. What's going on? Are there two people in the world who have exactly the same voice? Lan Zhen didn't speak for a while, just stared straight at the woman.

The woman suddenly laughed: "Am I beautiful?"

Lan Zhenqing's face was gloomy, and he didn't answer and asked, "Who are you?"

The woman laughed again, the laughter was very soft, and the smile was very shallow: "Lan Gongzi forgot about me so quickly?"

Lan Swart sneered: "Who the hell are you?"

The woman's face was full of resentment: "How thin is the red face." My autumn red life seems to be thinner than paper!"

Lan Dianqing was surprised: "You are the sixth girl?"

The woman's voice was still so soft: "Thanks to Lan Gongzi, she can still think of me, otherwise the little woman will be very sad in her heart." ”

Lan Zhen stared at half of the woman's face: "I usually use two methods to deal with a liar, one is to tear his mouth, and the other is to cut off his tongue. ”

The woman smiled sweetly: "You are a gentle person, why do you say such cruel words to scare me?"

Lan Di sneered: "People will change, you can change, why can't I change?"

A subtle coolness flashed in the woman's clear eyes.

The swarthy palm pressed against the cold, hard hilt.

The woman looked at the sparkling pool and suddenly said, "Do you know what kind of pool this is?"

Lan Huang said coldly: "You say." ”

The woman's red little face shone brightly: "This is the legendary beauty pool." ”

Lan Di said lightly: "That's just a legend. ”

The woman looked away, her face looked very excited, but her voice became very cold, without a trace of warmth: "This is not a legend, this is a fact." She turned slowly to the side and continued, "I didn't believe it in the past, but now I do...... Don't talk about you, even I don't recognize myself. ”

Lan sneer lightly: "Hearing you say that, I want to jump into the pool too." ”

The woman smiled: "It's a pity that you are a big man...... This is a pool of beautiful women, not a pool of beautiful men!"

Lan Di smiled lightly, and suddenly said: "The sixth girl is a great beauty who has fallen into the city and the country, why do you want to take this risk and come to this Savage Ridge where you will die for a lifetime?"

The woman was still smiling, smiling brightly: "How do you men know about women's minds, not to mention that I am an adventurous person." ”

Lan Dulight didn't want to be verbose anymore, he pointed to the painting boat in the pool and asked the woman, "Who tied Old Lady Xiao to the pillar of the boat?"

The woman said softly, "It's him!"

Lan Dianqing was a little inexplicable, and asked, "Who is he?" When he said this, he suddenly felt that there was someone behind him, and this feeling came very abruptly!

The woman still showed half of her face, her expression was faint, her smile was also faint, and the white scarf was dragging on the ground, with an indescribable elegance and agility.

Lan Zhen turned around lightly, and saw a person standing behind him, a man with only one arm.

Icy rain falls on the face. The blue swarthy and swarthy face became ugly: "Xiao Yuan!"

Xiao Yuan's originally clear eyes had become dull, and he looked blankly ahead, the rain on his face sliding down his cheeks.

Lan Di walked over lightly and looked at Xiao Yuan with a surprised gaze.

Xiao Yuan's dull eyes suddenly became red.

Only then did Lan Xuanqing realize that Xiao Yuan was holding a knife in his hand. The knife was hidden in the sleeve, and the hand was also hidden in the sleeve, but the sharp tip of the knife was exposed.

Lan Swart didn't speak, he was thinking about what was going on.

Xiao Yuan suddenly rushed over, and the sharp knife in his hand stabbed Lan Dan's chest.

Lan Di snorted lightly, and his thick palm clamped Xiao Yuan's wrist holding the knife.

The muscles on Xiao Yuan's face twitched, and the sharp knife slipped weakly from his hand.

Swarthy glared at a pair of angry eyes.

Xiao Yuan's severed arm suddenly lifted. Who would have thought that that ugly severed arm would have a miserable blue short sword strapped to it.

The short sword on the severed arm pounded firmly on the blue chest.

Lan Zhen's body shook a little, and the person was still standing steadily.

Xiao Yuan fell to the ground one by one, and the miserable blue short sword on his broken arm had been broken into three.

Surprisingly, Lan Zhen was unharmed!

(End of chapter)