"Lan Er, I heard that Miss Lin Er is going to marry into the Mo family next month, and the wedding cards have been sent to my house." Wu Xuan shook the folding fan in his hand intentionally or unintentionally, staring at the man who had just entered the door.

"What I don't want, I won't give to others, they can't get married." Lan Er's real name is Lan Yan, because he ranks second in the Lan family, everyone he knows calls him Lan Er.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful person is a little vicious......" Gong Mianyan said vaguely.

"There are many good women in the world, so why hang yourself on a tree?" The dark-skinned Yuan Lixiao cautiously glanced at the person sitting next to him, and the leg under the table stretched over and kicked Gong Mianyan's foot.

Lan Yan just pulled his face and grabbed the wine glass and took a sip: "I will make her regret not doing it at the beginning." The voice is very soft, but with endless killing intent, no matter who dares to deceive and use him, the end will not be good.

"Eat! Dine! This time I'm here for the soup pool of Genting Mountain. "I have long heard that there is a spring on the Yunding Mountain in the bamboo realm, and the water flowing from this spring has the miraculous effect of smelting and healing external injuries, several people have been grinding and soaking for two years, and sent countless rare treasures to let this "jade-faced Hades" loosen their mouths and enter the bamboo realm, the scenery here is really worthy of its name, and even the moment when Wuxuan, who lives in the fairy land of the world, enters the bamboo realm, he can't help but marvel at the beautiful scenery here.

Even in the sunny afternoon, there is still a layer of light mist shrouding the bamboo forest, which makes people feel mysterious and want to explore it.

Lin Lang returned to the laundry room, and happened to meet Liu Nian and a few girls who came back from Bishui Xuan at the door.

"Little mute, the Lord didn't embarrass you, did he?" is similar in age to Lin Lang, pity her for being a mute, and don't pick on her on weekdays.

Lin Lang pursed her lips and shook her head hurriedly, the words that others cared about were especially useful here for Lin Lang, and they could always touch her sensitive nerves.

"That's good, you prepare, you have to follow Bishui Xuan's people to Genting Mountain in a while, and you will probably live on it tonight, remember not to cause trouble, otherwise ......" Liu Nian made a "kill" gesture with her hand on the side of her neck, but she didn't know what happened at the door of Fengyue Xuan just now, if she knew, she didn't know what the reaction was.

After grinding until the sun set, Lin Lang reluctantly set off to gather at Fengyue Xuan, only to find that it was quiet and empty inside at the door of Fengyue Xuan, could it be that they had already set off to Genting Mountain? Sticking his head in and glancing a few times, he confirmed that it was indeed empty inside, and he climbed into his heart with a smile, turned around and was about to go back to the laundry room as soon as possible, but was frightened by the black figure that appeared on the path under the bamboo forest.

The golden sunset pierced through the cracks of the bamboo leaves and sprinkled on him, and he stood so quietly in the forest, his eyes lonely and unfocused, making her feel as if he was waiting for someone who would not appear.

When Lin Lang was thinking about how to quietly disappear in front of the eyes of the person who was out of his mind, the man stepped out and approached her.

"Do you want to run away again?" Lan Yan didn't know why he always wanted to get close to her, but he seemed to scare her a lot every time.

Lin Lang began to retreat into the door, the familiar fragrance of the person stimulated her fragile nerves, and the fear of being choked by the neck and almost dying always came with the fragrance.

"Maybe I have a way to keep you from running away." Seeing her reaction, Lan Yan's eyes suddenly turned cold.