"Qingluan, what are you doing, can't you come over?" The Lord of Ten Thousand Gates rebuked unhappily.

He couldn't understand why his son, who had always been calm and cautious, suddenly lost his mind and forgot to act. If he knew that this person was Qu Wanwan, it would be very unusual to know it.

Qu Wanwan's voice was extremely low, almost in a whisper that could only be heard by the two of them when it passed by her ears, so that others never knew that there had been communication between the two.

Qingluan came back to his senses, quickly walked to the side of the Lord of Ten Thousand Doors and helped him up, and asked very worriedly, "Father, how are you hurt?" ”

"It's okay to be injured, but she has poisoned her body." The Lord of Ten Thousand Doors said that as soon as he grabbed Qingluan's hand, his expression was extremely heavy, "Qingluan, kill me while you still have time, otherwise there will be endless troubles." ”

Qingluan was surprised, "Father, what are you talking about?" We just need to find an antidote to poisoning, how can we say such depressing words? ”

"Qingluan, this poison is a loss of heart, and the poisoned person will lose his nature after being poisoned and become a puppet who kills people without blinking. Maybe you don't know, the person just now is Qu Wanwan, the palace master of the Jacaranda Palace, she is extremely vicious and can do anything, because her father is unwilling to become her killing tool, for the world. The Lord of Ten Thousand Doors shook his head and sighed bitterly.

"No, there must be a way." Qingluan retreated in disbelief.

Kill your father with your own hands, and ask who in the world can do it!

"Qingluan, how can you take care of your personal feelings at this moment, for the sake of the world, for the sake of Wanfengmen, and for us, you must abandon these." The Lord of Ten Thousand Gates said solemnly.

Qingluan shook his head again and again, his eyes were misty, "No, father, I can't do it." ”

The righteousness of the world is very important, but how can the lives of your loved ones be frivolous.

Suddenly, the entire dark room was filled with a thick atmosphere of sadness, which was so oppressive that it was suffocating.

"Alas!" The master of the ten thousand doors looked at him for a long time, and finally retracted his gaze helplessly, "Since you can't do it, then let the father cut it himself!" ”

Wanmen said, raised his hand to breathe, and used all his strength to slap it towards his chest.

"No, father—"

Qingluan's eyes stepped forward a few steps quickly, stopped his movements before he landed his palm, and clicked on his acupoints by the way.

"Father, don't be impulsive first, the child will go find an antidote for you now, the child will definitely not let you have any trouble." After Qingluan finished speaking, he helped him to the door.

"Qingluan, you are not allowed to go, Qu Wanwan's martial arts are unfathomable, you can only go to a dead end. It doesn't matter if your father dies, you are the hope of our Wanfengmen, and our only child, I don't allow you to die. The Lord of Ten Thousand Doors stopped him sharply.

"Ignoring my father's life and death and choosing to steal my life, I Qingluan really can't do this kind of behavior, don't worry, father, I will definitely get the antidote back to save you." Qingluan lowered his eyes, and handed over the master of ten thousand doors to the junior disciples on the side regardless of it, and then he raised his hand to unlock the acupoints of the other junior disciples.

"Take good care of my father, and never let anyone unravel his acupoints in a day." Qingluan solemnly instructed.

The junior brother's face could not hide his sadness, and he nodded heavily at him, "Senior brother, don't worry, I will definitely guard the master well, and wait for you to come back safely with the antidote." ”

But can it really come back safely? No one has a bottom.

"Okay." Qingluan turned around and walked away without looking back.

"Qingluan, you come back for me."

The roar of the Lord of Ten Thousand Gates resounded throughout the dark room!

Qingluan walked out of the dark room, and soon left Wanfeng Gate with light work, the night was dark, the drizzle was falling, the wind was blowing in the ears, and the ink hair was blowing in the night sky. The rain poured into the hair, making the originally light roots and thin hair tightly fit together and become a little heavier.

Qingluan's goal was very clear, and he rushed straight in the direction of the Jacaranda Palace, and he also knew that his trip was like a moth to a fire. Qu Wanwan was able to let him go three years ago does not mean that she can tolerate it now, she is now a big devil who kills people without blinking, how many people talk about it, how can she still have leisure and ease to deal with him and tease him like she did three years ago.

"You're looking for me?"

Just when Qingluan flew less than a few hundred meters away from Wanfeng Gate, a joking and smiling voice came into his ears, and the feeling of being familiar for a long time made him stop his pace for a moment. Turning back to look for the source of the voice, his eyes swept around, and he soon spotted her on the trunk of a tree.

It was very tall, and the body of the tree was not large, the size of an unkempt child. The tree was dead, there was not a single leaf on its trunk, and it was bare and ugly.

She stood on a small branch with ease, her slender figure standing in the wind, the night was so thick that he could only see a black figure, and nothing else could be seen clearly.

Qingluan landed on the trunk of a tree not far from her, took out a fire fold from her bosom and lit it, and the light suddenly shone brightly, illuminating his handsome face.

He raised his hand and used the hem of his sleeve to block the drizzle and the wind, so that they would not extinguish the light.

She couldn't see clearly with a black scarf on her face, just like three years ago, but with those deep eyes, he could recognize her at a glance.

"How can you hand over the antidote?" Qingluan asked in a calm voice.

Qu Wanwan walked closer to him and pulled out a bewitching smile, "Why should I hand it over?" ”

Why hand it over?

Qingluan squirmed his thin lips, and after a long pause without saying a word, the night rain fell on his lips, making him taste the slight coolness and fishy smell of some rain.

"If you don't dislike it, I can go back to the Jacaranda Palace with you."

"I didn't expect that the person who swore to death three years ago would be willing to save his father today. I knew this was the case, and this palace should have directly arrested your father to force you to comply, maybe now our children may be born, but it's a pity that I didn't expect this layer back then, it's really a miscalculation. Qu Wanwan has the meaning of choking and regretting.

Three years ago, Qu Wanwan met Qingluan unexpectedly halfway back to the palace, and she saw that he was good-looking and had an extraordinary temperament. It is estimated that he wants to bring it back to the Jacaranda Palace to cultivate and cultivate feelings, but Qingluan is also a strong person who would rather die than obey, even if he relies on his last breath, he has to use it to resist to the death.

Qu Wanwan had no way to be afraid that he was really dead, so she had to let him go, besides, although she was very optimistic about his appearance, she was far from being able to talk about his heart, although he was handsome, but after all, she didn't have that kind of touch that he had to do at a glance.

Without this layer of feeling, Qu Wanwan's interest would not be much stronger, and after putting it back on him, it didn't take long to leave it behind, if it weren't for Red Sleeves' reminders from time to time, she would almost have forgotten this person.

"As long as you give me the antidote, I am willing to go back to the Jacaranda Palace with you, how about it?" Qingluan continued.

How is it?

Not how!

If there was no banquet, Qu Wanwan might agree, but unfortunately, if you miss it, you miss it, with the banquet, Qingluan will not have half a place in her eyes.

She also felt lucky for Qingluan, after all, it was his luck to be able to escape from her.

"No!" Qu Wanwan refused without hesitation.

Hearing this, Qingluan was surprised, and a trace of inexplicable loss flashed in his eyes, "Why?" ”

"Because this palace has found the most satisfactory candidate for the husband, as for you...... Hongu is not interested. ”

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