"So, you didn't mean to want me, did you?"

Lan Luoyi looked at Tang Luan, who was crying with her, and seemed to calm down in an instant.

In the past ten years, Lan Luoyi has not hated his parents.

At that time, she didn't understand the intrigue in the big family, and she didn't understand the twists and turns, she just thought that her parents didn't love her anymore and didn't want her anymore, so she left her in the dark forest.

Little Lan Luoyi has no ability to survive, but she still relies on that little bit of hatred and longing, and complex emotions to support it.

Fortunately, Lan Luoyi survived, met Wu Shengyue, and also met Mo Ran, and then returned to his former home.

"I'm sorry, it's my father's fault, I ......."

The tears in the corners of Lan Hengchuan's eyes finally slid down his cheeks, and he trembled with his hands, but he still didn't hug Lan Luoyi.

This middle-aged man, who is nearly half a hundred years old, only deeply regrets what he did back then, but what is the use of that, everything has passed.

"Luan'er, I'm sorry."

Lan Hengchuan didn't know what to say, just apologized vigorously, and what he did didn't seem to be worthy of forgiveness.

Tang Luan's strong love for Lan Hengchuan seems to have been exhausted little by little in the ten years of dark captivity.

Today's Tang Luan can't forgive Lan Hengchuan, but he is just a stranger.

Yes, one wrong step, one wrong step, after all, everything is wrong.

"Master Lan, everything is your own choice, and you can't blame others."

The cold voice of the ink stain sounded, and the lack was like a thousand catties weighing heavily on Lan Hengchuan's heart.

"I know ......."

Lan Hengchuan sighed lightly.

Lan Luoyi looked at Lan Hengchuan's decadent appearance, and the words of comfort were swallowed by her again.

She has no special feelings for this father for a long time, it is nothing more than the inseparable blood connection.

But who can tell the difference between right and wrong?

Lan Luoyi didn't want to evaluate Lan Hengchuan's right or wrong, she only knew that now she had a real home.

Wu Shengyue and Yan Yan stood aside, smiles flashing in their eyes.

Wu Shengyue's eyes seemed to have tears flashing, it was his beloved sister, and now, his sister had finally found a home.

In addition to being happy, Wu Shengyue only felt full of sadness, yes, Lan Luoyi went home, which also meant that he was going to lose her.

Wu Shengyue's eyes gradually dimmed, and he didn't look at Lan Luoyi's happy smiling face.

"Brother."

Lan Luoyi's voice seemed to slowly pull Martial Saint Yue's thoughts back.

"I'm here."

Wu Shengyue chuckled and hid all his feelings.

"My brother will always be my brother, and this will not change."

Tang Luan finally let go of Lan Luoyi, and then looked at Wu Shengyue, his eyes full of gratitude.

"Thank you for all these years of taking care of Roy."

Tang Luan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and looked at Wu Shengyue with a chuckle.

"This is what I should do, after all, Luo Yi is my sister......."

Wu Shengyue looked at Lan Luoyi and blinked slightly.

Lan Luoyi received Wu Shengyue's familiar gaze and was relieved.

"I've done too many wrong things, let's make up for it little by little."

Lan Hengchuan slowly turned around, took out a wooden box from his sleeve and slowly handed it to Lan Luoyi.

"From now on, the Lan family, please."

After Lan Hengchuan finished speaking, he turned around and went back to the courtyard, walked straight to the secret realm of the Lan family, and closed the entrance.

"Master Lan, this is ......."

As Mo Zye looked at it, he seemed to feel that something was wrong.

"That's the Lan family's secret realm, a place where training and confinement within the family."

Tang Luan added slowly, and there seemed to be a little sadness quietly in the depths of his eyes.

"What is this?"

Wu Shengyue pointed to the wooden box in Lan Luoyi's hand and asked softly.

"It's the young master's order."

Tang Luan's

The eyes are faint, this may be Lan Hengchuan's way of making up for it.

The secret realm of the Lan family lasts for three years, and after it is closed, unless three years have passed, it will not be possible to leave.

Lan Hengchuan handed over the Lan family to Lan Luoyi.

"Young Commander? But I ......"

Lan Luoyi took the wooden box and looked at the ink dye with some hesitation.

"Give it to you and you will take it, you deserve it."

Mo Ran chuckled and rubbed Lan Luoyi's hair, his eyes full of encouragement.

"Go back, your mother can't wait."

Mo Ran looked at Tang Luan's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped laughingly, leaving the ghost-faced Rakshasa and the Nine-Tails to take care of him, and then his eyes fell on Lan Er, who was firmly trapped.

"But I ......."

Lan Luoyi seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by Tang Luan.

"Miss Ink-dyed still has something to do, Luo Yi, let's go."

Tang Luan naturally saw the sharpness of Mo Ran's gaze for a moment, Tang Luan understood that Mo Ran had some things to deal with, and it was when they were not present.

"Okay, then."

Lan Luoyi hesitated for a moment, then left with Tang Luan.

"Let's go too, shall we?"

Yan Yan reached out and bumped Wu Shengyue's shoulder and chuckled.

"Let's go too."

Wu Shengyue gestured to Mo Ran, and then left with Yan Yan.

"Then then, it's time to deal with this person."

The corners of his ink-stained lips hooked up a wicked smile, and his obviously bewitching appearance was so terrifying in Lan Er's eyes at the moment.

If Lan Er didn't understand that what he had done had been exposed, he could really be killed headlong.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Lan Er couldn't stop retreating in a panic, but the fingers behind him were still dealing with the knots step by step, and the complex ball of thread gradually unfolded, and Lan Er broke free from the restraints.

"What to do? Guess what? ”

A green light appeared on the tips of the ink-dyed fingers, hooking his fingers, and the vines that slowly grew from the ground tightly bound Lan Er, who was about to break free, again.

"You... You're kidding me! ”

Lan Erqi couldn't do it, his face was flushed, he stared at the ink, and the red light crossed his eyes.

"Tell me, what is your position in the Phantom?"

Mo Dye didn't bother to talk nonsense with Lan Er, and went straight to the point.

"Hmph."

Lan Er snorted coldly and turned his head.

"Look at me."

Ink Dye has lost much patience after being worn by the Phantom, and the purple condensation frost is still in their hands, and Ink Dye must rescue her as soon as possible.

Mo Ran stretched out his fingers and pinched Lan Er's chin tightly, and lifted it vigorously, Xu is strength was too strong, and the sound of his jaw slightly shattering slowly came.

"Ahh

Lan Er cried out in pain, but was shocked by the blood light under the ink-stained eyes, and the black pupils slowly turned back to red under the ink-stained blue eyes.

"I'm really good at camouflage."

The corners of his ink-stained lips were slightly hooked, and his blue eyes began to glow deeply.

"Come, tell me, what are you coming to the Lan family for?"

Ink-dyed's voice was full of bewitching power, becoming ethereal and eerie.

Jun Chenyuan stood behind Mo Ran, ready to deal with emergencies.

"I....... Lord Venerable God wants to unify the six first-level families, and then go to the Middle Domain......."

Lan Er's eyes were dull for a while, and then he slowly narrated in a strange tone.

"Where's the Purple Frost?"

Mo Ran was a little anxious, and before he could think carefully about the meaning of Qing Lan's words, he began to ask about the purple condensation cream.

"Purple Cream....... Yes, who .......?"

Lan Er stiffened his neck, looking at Mo Ran vacantly and blankly.

"Tsk, how could you not know? Tell me, where is the purple gel? ”

The light under the ink-stained eyes was sheng, Lan Er was stimulated by this light, frowned fiercely, and a sharp pain began in his mind, making Lan Er hold his head and shout.

"Dye, stop ......."

Jun Chenyuan stretched out his hand to hug the ink dye, with a big palm

Slowly caress the hair and calm the excitement of the ink.

"He, he won't know, Chen Yuan, my mother, where is it......."

Mo Ran nestled in Jun Chenyuan's arms, crying silently.

The whereabouts of Zi Ning Shuang were the ones she had been searching for for a long time before she found a little clue, but now, it was broken again.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, it's fast, Dye'er, it's fast........"

Jun Chenyuan looked at Lan Er, who was curled up in pain, and the light crossed his eyes.

It was obviously very simple for the Phantom to go to the Middle Domain, at least seventeen years ago, but why was he wasting time on the first-level family in the Inner Continent now.

It's really weird.

"Let me ask you, why does the phantom want to control the first-level family, isn't the strength of the phantom infiltrating into the middle domain very early?"

Jun Chenyuan hugged the ink dye and changed his words.

"It's ....... This is because Lord Venerable God wants spirits, and legend has it that in the secret realm of the Bai family, there are wood spirits and earth spirits. ”

Lan Er lost the strong control of the ink dye, and his headache gradually eased, and he replied to Jun Chenyuan's words sluggishly.

"Zun God, Lord Zun Shen lives in the Middle Domain, occasionally going back and forth to the inner and outer continents, attacking the Central Domain is just a pretense, His Majesty the Zun God wants us to target the Baili family."

Lan Er doesn't seem to have a low status in the Phantom, knowing many things that Mo Dye and Jun Chenyuan don't know.

"Why the Baili family?"

Jun Chenyuan's eyebrows furrowed without a trace, and his eyes when he looked at Lan Er changed subtly.

"No, I don't know......."

Lan Er still looked at Jun Chenyuan blankly, with a sluggish expression.

"Forget it."

Mo Dye waved his hand, cutting off the connection between the two.

Lan Er lost his strength support and fainted instantly.

Flames appeared in the palms of ink-dyed hands, and the blazing heat seemed to scorch the air.

Mo Ran looked at Lan Er who had fainted coldly, and reached out to Lan Er's neck to split it.

"Dye, wait a ........"

Jun Chenyuan's eyes quickly stopped Mo Dye's movements.

"Why?"

Mo Ran turned his head and looked at Jun Chenyuan.

"Keep him, erase this memory, if the Bai family really has spirits, let them help find the wood spirits and earth spirits."

Jun Chenyuan said softly, and the flame in the ink-stained palm gradually extinguished.

"It's ........"

The ink stain was stunned.

"The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch follows."

Jun Chenyuan's smiling voice echoed in Mo's ears.

"Understood."

Ink Dye nodded, the blue light under his eyes flowed, and Lan Er's memory of ink dye quietly disappeared.

Instead, there is a picture of himself being driven out of the Blue Mansion.

"What a trick."

Nian Lingyu stood behind the two of them, chuckling.

"Why is it a good strategy?"

Lan Xi tugged at the hem of Nian Lingyu's shirt and raised his little face and asked.

"You'll understand when you grow up."

Nian Lingyu tapped Lan Xi's nose and smiled slowly.

"Throw Lan Er out, it seems that we still have to stay here for a while, waiting for the show to begin."

With a wave of his hand, a servant came up and threw Lan Er out, and then the lobby fell silent again.

"It's been a long time since the strength stopped at the fifth level of the Emperor, it's time to retreat."

Mo Ran clenched her fists, her strength could no longer keep up with the development of things, it seemed that she still had a long way to go.

"Go rest, Dye'er."

Jun Chenyuan couldn't help but pick up the ink dye horizontally and walked out.

The mess in the lobby was quickly cleaned up, and these were well-trained domestic servants who naturally knew what to say and what not to say.

Lan Er, who was thrown into the mass grave, opened his blood-red eyes and cursed secretly.

"It's really unlucky, I was actually kicked out, ink dye, you wait for me!"

Lan Er then slammed the ground hard and disappeared in place.