The person who came was indeed the sect leader who should have been far away in the base camp of the Holy Sect of Nannan.

He sucked Lan Shuying on the ground with one hand, and stroked her delicate neck like a lover, Jiang Yanhui, who saw this scene, was red with anger, and he didn't want to come up to stop it, and he slapped her and flew out.

The world is spinning, and it hasn't slowed down for a long time.

The sect leader rolled his eyes mockingly, and said in a sour tone, "Where did you find this little white face?" Very weak. Little Wei'er, you are becoming more and more disobedient. ”

Lan Shuying switched the state of the queen in front of someone who knew the host for a second.

She turned her face away in disgust.

The sect leader's fingers touched the air, and instead of being angry, he smiled and said, "Okay, this seat likes you like this." But can you explain why this kid has the smell of potpourri cordyceps pills? ”

When he spoke, he spoke very slowly, and when he finished the last word, his momentum was like Mount Tai pressing down, and Lan Shuying and Jiang Yanhui, who was two meters away, vomited a mouthful of blood at the same time.

Lan Shuying didn't look at Jiang Yanhui, the purple-red blood reflected her pale face, and it was a little eerie and terrifying for no reason, she raised her eyes and said lightly: "He is my prey." ”

"Oh!"

The sect leader let go of her neck, laughed and said, "Hahaha, it's because I'm old and don't have a good memory, so I forgot about you...... Hehe, Xiao Wei'er, this medicine is very precious, only one furnace a year, only three pieces in one furnace, I will give it to you, not to waste it on this useless little white face! ”

Lan Shuying's internal force stirred, and she vomited another mouthful of blood, feeling Jiang Yanhui looking at her worriedly, the hand behind her back waved slightly, signaling him not to move.

With a calm look on her face, she asked a question to the increasingly frantic dark-haired man in front of her.

"In the past eleven years, the sect leader doesn't want to avenge my mother?"

The man's madness came to an abrupt end, and he asked in amazement, "What are these words, and why should I avenge a loser?" ”

Lan Shuying stared into his eyes and said, "Just by virtue of it, she is the only woman you have ever loved." ”

The sect leader's face changed drastically, and his eyes bloomed with a heavy killing intent, this was the first time he had shown such a big reaction in front of her.

In Mo Xuewei's memory, the sect leader was undoubtedly the most terrifying existence.

When he was a child, he abused her every day, and after training her to resist, he did not hesitate to kick her into the Thousand Sorrow Cave. Mo Xuewei could see that his hatred for her was real. Others will only be released into the Thousand Sorrow Cave when they are ten years old, but she was only five years old that year, and behind her was the sect leader who drove her in with a poisonous snake.

He didn't want her to come back at all, and not only did she come back alive, but she killed all her competitors.

When she appeared that year, the sect leader's eyes lit up instantly, and he hugged her and whispered to her Moran.

"I'm not Mo Lan, I am, Mo Xuewei."

Knowing that she and her mother look similar, she also realizes that this man may have special feelings for her mother, but she is unwilling to take advantage of it. Mo Xuewei, who was covered in bruises, had stubborn eyes and interrupted him, but the sect leader not only did not get angry, but also named her the left envoy.

The man fell in love with her mother, Moran, and after that, he planned to make her a doll that most resembled Moran.

He forced her to learn the top charm book in the sect, just because her eyes were like her biological father, not as charming as Mo Lan. He told her to abandon her sword and learn the whip, because it was Moran's best weapon. Even this time she was allowed to go out, because she made it clear that she wanted to kill Chen Min and avenge Moran.

However, since he loves Moran madly and knows where Chen Min is, why hasn't he gone for so many years? Lan Shuying put a question mark on this point for the time being.

A savvy tasker should be adept at catching every clue, even if it seems unrelated to the target he or she is trying to reach.

"I've found out where she is." Lan Shuying said slowly.

The sect leader frowned: "You know? "Impossible, she has been in the sect since she was five years old, she has never taken a step out of the Holy Sect, and she has no contact with the outside world, how can she know where Chen Min is?

Lan Shuying: "Fenghedu." ”

She really knew that the sect leader was silent for a while and suddenly smiled, "You are as smart as your mother, but I underestimated you." ”

He didn't need to ask her how she knew, and she couldn't have said. This girl is very stubborn, and she is full of poison, if she is pressed, she will not let herself feel good if she dies, and today's lesson is enough, so let's stop here.

The sect leader asked thoughtfully, "What about this kid?" ”

When he spoke, his right hand unconsciously rotated, faintly forming a claw shape, Lan Shuying noticed it, she knew that if she didn't give him a reasonable explanation, this extremely possessive guy would 100% shoot Jiang Yan back.

"The seventh young master of the Zhenyue Jiang family, the treasure of the Jiang family, has a lot to do with Flying Eagle Castle. There is a magical metal unearthed near Toyowato, and if you add a little when you forge, you can make the sword sharpen like clay, and it's not peaceful over there, so I need a talisman. ”

Not only did she explain her actions, but she also spoke in great detail.

This was not Mo Xuewei's character, but the sect leader was a suspicious neurosis, and she had stimulated him deep enough today, at this time she chose to bow her head obediently and explain, in the eyes of the sect leader, she would not suspect that she was an impostor.

Mo Xuewei has always been smart, otherwise she would not have survived until now. If she hadn't met Jiang Yanhui, maybe she would have escaped from the shadow of the Lanan Holy Sect a long time ago, even if she was a demon girl, she would be able to walk the world in a chic and comfortable way.

This calm is still the same, but Jiang Yan over there instantly turned white when she heard this, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

The sect leader has already seen her ability to collect information, although he has not yet verified it, he has vaguely believed it a little, and then he sees that Jiang Yanhui's eyebrows and eyes are beautiful, and her bearing is not bad, it is indeed not something that ordinary people can raise, so he trusts her statement even more, and his face is obviously much better.

Lan Shuying's words are also true and false, but it is enough to get through the tricks. She is bullying the sect leader and the original owner Mo Xuewei is a dead house - he has not stepped into the Central Plains for more than ten years, who knows what is the current situation of Fenghedu?

The Nan Holy Sect actually doesn't have that much ambition, it's just been falsely rumored by the Righteous Path Martial Arts, so its intelligence is not outstanding, and she is not worried that it will be revealed in a short time.

And Fenghedu's piece of metal did come out of what she said, in fact, it was something similar to meteoric iron, and the male protagonist would be involved in a bloody storm because of another meteorite in the later stage of the plot, but Mo Xuewei at that stage had already been cold to the bones.

Starting from the area where the metal was unearthed to the north, there was a poisonous miasma about a hundred miles, and Chen Min lived behind the poisonous miasma, by the Qinglong Pond.

"Well, I'll believe you once. In addition, this seat will tell you a little more, Chen Min cultivates desire, if you want to kill her, you must not fight with her, you must separate her from her man, and break them one by one, otherwise, it must be you who dies! The sect leader rarely showed a cautious look.

Lan Shuying seemed to be very obedient and said, "Thank you, sect leader." ”

"Well, I'm back, you...... Be careful yourself. ”

Lan Shuying saw a faint trace of struggle in his eyes.

Are you afraid that she will fold in Chen Min's hands? Or, are you afraid that Chen Min will die in her hands? Or was the result he wanted to send her to her death?

She watched the black dress disappear far away at the end of the sunset, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the process of fighting with the sect leader just now, she had been trying her best to suppress it, and at this time, the injury was surging and counterattacking, she gritted her teeth and fought for the fate transfer technique, but she couldn't stop squeezing out the blood with a sweet poisonous fragrance from between her teeth.

Jiang Yanhui's face was covered with heartbreak and despair, he had been waiting for her to explain to him, but she just stood still, if he couldn't see the rise and fall of her chest, he almost thought ......

Xiao Suo, who had been away from home for many days, and the grievances of being ignored by his sweetheart came to his heart, Jiang Yan turned around and said that he didn't want to see her - he regarded her as his beloved woman, what about her? But use him as a "talisman"!

The boy got into the horns of the bull and lost the ability to think and discern.

Sit and stand, silent with each other.

……

The fire she had made was about to go out because it had been left unattended for a long time.

Jiang Yan came back to her senses at this time and found that it was already dark.

The person behind him coughed lowly, as if he was choking on something, he couldn't help but look back, this look, almost scared his soul away!

The girl with a straight back seemed to have lost all the strength of her body, and fell limply towards the back, her face was as white as a ghost, and purple-red blood continued to pour out of her mouth.

"You, what's wrong with you?" He answered her trembling question, reaching out to help her wipe the blood, but was loosely blocked by an equally pale hand, and she was stopping him.

The girl opened her eyes slightly, obviously she didn't have much strength, but she frowned and ordered him, but there was a kind of majesty of a superior person.

Her voice was hoarse and low: "Let go of me." ”