"Back to the third prince, it was the second princess and the Lan family's cousin who attracted a lot of power, and this is ......"

Before he finished speaking, Li Yuan's knuckles had been pressed by him.

With a slap of the palm, the internal force shook the desktop and broke apart from the middle: "Lan Wujiang, it's Lan Wujiang again......"

"If it's bad for me, I won't let you have a good time!" He was angry and gathered in the room.

Among the people who were included in the four factions, they were delayed for two days on the road, so Lan Xuanchen was the latest to return.

He returned to the Lan Mansion in the dust, but only to see Lan Kochen greet him alone.

"The fourth brother is back." Lan Kochen looked him up and down, "It seems to be a lot stronger." ”

She patted the dust off Lan Xuanchen's clothes, and her tone was kind.

The trouble caused that day also affects her to this day, and the Lan Mansion treats her mediocrely, and only this younger brother is better.

Lan Xuanchen smiled, looked around, and then asked, "What about the others?" Why did I only see one third sister. ”

Lan Kochen was silent, met Lan Xuanchen's gaze, and reluctantly smiled for a long time: "I caught up with something in the house today, and everyone else was busy, so I didn't come to greet you." ”

Before he could react, Lan Kochen pushed him: "After running around for a few days, I must be tired." Go back and rest. ”

The banquet was only held a few days ago, so naturally there was no need to hold it alone for Lan Xuanchen.

It's just that Lan Kochen naturally can't tell him such a truth.

Lan Xuanchen's eyes were wrong, although he was puzzled by Lan Kochen's attitude, he didn't think much about it.

He walked loosely with the pendant rope wrapped around the jade pendant in his hand, and only a few steps before he heard a girl's coquettish laughter.

Looking not far away, I saw Lan Wenjiu with broken branches and willows, and was laughing with the maid beside him.

"Isn't this the fourth brother?" As soon as Lan Wenjiu made a mistake, he saw Lan Xuanchen.

She stepped forward a few steps, although she greeted Lan Xuanchen, her smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes.

"It's been a long time, but the sixth sister is still so energetic."

"Thanks to the fourth brother."

Lan Wenjiu's response was careless, and he didn't take Lan Xuanchen in his eyes at all.

As Lancôme said, the enemy of an enemy is a friend.

In other words, a friend of an enemy is naturally an enemy.

"The fourth brother came back so early, I thought I would have to delay a few more days." Lan Wenjiu's fingertips ran around his hair and he laughed coquettishly.

"I didn't expect the sixth sister to still think about me." Lan Xuanchen didn't smile, and said politely: "It's just that the road is delayed for too long, otherwise it will make the sixth sister remember for a few days." ”

Lan Wenjiu bent his eyebrows, and said innocently: "Isn't it? If the fourth brother doesn't delay on the road, he will be able to catch up with the reception banquet. ”

Hearing this, Lan Xuanchen's face froze: "What kind of reception banquet?" ”

Sure enough, Lan Xuanchen guessed well, Lan Xuanchen didn't know anything about what had happened to the Lan family in the past few days.

"Ah, I thought the fourth brother knew." Lan Wenjiu blinked his eyes and fanned his eyelashes: "Am I talking too much?" ”

She covered her mouth in surprise and turned away.

Lan Xuanchen grabbed her wrist, but his tone was gentle: "I just met, what is the sixth sister doing in such a hurry." ”

Naturally, she was not in a hurry.

This trick is to retreat as advance, please enter the urn.

"What else does the fourth brother want to say?" Lanwen wine turned its head, and the pearls and emeralds at one end collided, clanging, and the appearance was very well-behaved.

Since she entered the Danxia Sect, she has not lived like this for a long time, and now she still misses it a little.

"What did you just say about the reception banquet?" Lan Xuanchen has removed the gloom, his face is warm, and he has the demeanor of an eldest brother.

If it weren't for Lan Wenjiu's understanding of the Lan family, I'm afraid he would really be deceived by this appearance.

And Lan Wenjiu put his hands behind his back at this time and paced two steps beside Lan Xuanchen: "Originally, it wasn't a big deal, there was nothing to say." ”

Although he was careless on the surface, it could be seen that Lan Xuanchen seemed to be quite curious, and Lan Wenjiu was even more proud.

Who would have thought that she would be as smart as Lan Xuanchen on weekdays, and one day she would be in her full set.

"It's just to celebrate the return of the Lan family's cultivation, grandpa and eldest sister set up a banquet." She smiled coquettishly, as if innocent: "The third sister was also there that day, didn't she tell the fourth brother?" ”

Lan Wenjiu seemed to be able to hear Lan Xuanchen clenching his teeth.

After all, being alienated by my sister who has always treated her well is not a pleasant thing.

Except for Lanling, a few people who came out were just raccoon dogs, and they were born together.

She is like this today, not only to suppress Lan Xuanchen, but also to separate this sister and brother.

"That's right, that's right." Lan Wenjiu clapped his hands, as if he had just woken up: "There is also a cousin, she is in the year of Jilu, and the Lan family takes advantage of the wind to wash the dust and celebrate her." ”

Lan Xuanchen gasped, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Lan Wujiang? ”

Didn't she break off the relationship with the Lan family a long time ago, when did she become like a family again?

There is also this Lan Wenjiu, I went to Danxia Sect, as if I was brainwashed.

"Yes, it seems that my grandfather brought it up." Lan Wenjiu deliberately made a regretful gesture, "It's a pity that the third brother is not here, it was really lively that day." ”

She deliberately dragged out the end of the note, but her smiling eyes stared at Lan Xuanchen's every expression.

The fists hidden in the sleeve robe were clenched, and Lan Xuanchen's smile was much stiffer: "It turns out that there is such a thing." ”

I can't complain that Lan Kochen is spitting on him, it turns out that he has two hearts.

"Isn't it? My cousin's progress in a year is amazing, which is staggering, and the fourth brother should also take a look. ”

"That's a shame."

Lan Xuanchen, who had misunderstood under the guidance of Lan Wenjiu, took half a step back and raised his chin lightly: "I still have some things, so I won't talk to you." ”

He threw himself on his coat and left where he was.

Looking at Lan Xuanchen's departing back, Lan Wenjiu smiled even more: "I'm afraid I'm busy smashing things to vent my anger." ”

She waved her sleeves and hummed a little tune away.

Along the way, Lan Xuanchen was furious.

He couldn't have imagined it anyway, but in just one year, the Lan family's attitude towards people was very different.

It turned out that he had always been proud of the Lan family, but now he couldn't compare to a waste who was driven out of the Lan Mansion.

These people remember even the day she came of age, but they never remember the day he returned.

It's just that the whole system of spiritual roots is worth flattering everyone? Even his own sister who grew up with him is like this?

Lan Xuanchen sneered, his face distorted.

Since this is the case, then he will be stronger than Lan Wujiang and make everyone regret what they have done.

Seeing that there was no one around, Lan Xuanchen took a detour and arrived at the secret room he had built.

Dark and gloomy, because no one has set foot in it for a long time, as soon as you enter the secret room, there is a smell of corruption blowing in your face.

Lan Xuanchen looked around, his brows furrowed.

"I haven't been back for a year, it's a bit strange." Let's search for books

He secretly recited a few incantations, and the secret door of the secret room opened, and a man slowly walked out from within.

I saw that his steps were steady, but his face was pale and bloodless, far from ordinary people.

"Master." His face was cold, and his voice was tense into a line, as if it were icy and piercing.

Lan Xuanchen did not respond.

He just raised his hand, and a scarlet light danced in his palm.

The next moment, he pressed his palm between the man's eyebrows, and saw that the light became more and more dazzling, as if he was drinking blood.

For him, the person in front of him is nothing more than his own medicine.

More than ten years ago, when Lan Junlin was still cultivating, he had a good relationship with the senior brother of the sect, and the two were like brothers.

It's just that the friendship is only superficial, although the other party is a close friend of Lan Junlin, Lan Junlin is very resentful because he is inferior to the other party everywhere.

After all, as long as he is there for one day, Lan King's Landing will never come out.

Lan Junlin also hoped countless times that this senior brother who was superior to himself could return to heaven as soon as possible, so that he could also show his talents.

The wish that he had been waiting for day and night suddenly came true, and the senior brother fell ill for some reason, and died young in a few days.

When he was dying, he entrusted his infant son to Lan Junlin.

And the memories of Lan Xuanchen and the baby began from this.

He only remembered that when he was playing with the other children that day, Lan Junlin returned to Lan Mansion with a baby in his arms, and muttered something to Lan He.

Although he was curious, Lan Xuanchen didn't ask about it.

But who knew that a few days later, the baby had not appeared in front of everyone, and died of illness in the Lan Mansion.

Externally, Lan Junlin only said that the baby had already been infected and was powerless to return to heaven.

At that time, Lan Xuanchen was also convinced of this, until one day, he was called into the dark room.

"Dad, are you looking for me?" The young Lan Xuanchen stood still and bowed decently.

Lan Junlin looked at Lan Xuanchen with a complicated expression: "How is your spiritual cultivation?" ”

Lan Xuanchen choked, not knowing how to respond.

Despite his talents, for some reason, his spirituality was mediocre and unworthy of his talent.

"The child must step up his practice and not let his father down." Lan Xuanchen lowered his head, uneasy.

As usual, Lan Junlin snorted coldly, quite disdainful of this: "You have been playing with a few children these days, I really don't know?" ”

Lan Xuanchen was startled, and hurriedly admitted his mistake: "The child knows that he is wrong." ”

I thought that there would be a stormy reprimand, but Lan Xuanchen closed his eyes tightly and waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Lan Junlin to speak.

He hesitated and opened his eyes, only to see Lan Junlin with his back to him, as if he was taking something.

The next moment, when Lan Junlin faced him, there was a living child in his arms.

"Dad, what is this?" Lan Xuanchen was startled, his pupils locked suddenly.

It's just that the teachings of the years have not been wasted, and even if he is surprised, he has never exclaimed.

"Let him follow you in the future, just don't let others find out." Lan Junlin put the baby on the table next to him with a straight face, as if he were treating an object.

At that time, Lan Xuanchen was ignorant, tilted his head and asked, "I don't lack companions, I don't lack playmates, why do you want to take him?" ”

"Come here." Lan Junlin didn't answer his words, just waved his hand and beckoned him over.

Lan Xuanchen stepped forward in a few steps, and his wrist was held in Lan Junlin's hand.

"Luck." Lan Junlin pointed coldly from the side.

Although he didn't understand what he meant, he still did as he was told, and the next moment, Lan Junlin put his palm between the baby's eyebrows, and a force suddenly permeated his body.

Lan Xuanchen only felt that the dantian was hot, and the meridians around him seemed to be opened.

The aura swirled around him, building a layer of aura cover.

A new aura gathers, shattering and reforging the previous aura shield.

After a few reincarnations, Lan Xuanchen felt a feeling that he had never felt before.

"Shhh

I don't know how long it took for this power to completely dissolve in Lan Xuanchen's body, the last layer of spiritual energy cover shattered, and his spiritual cultivation was raised to the first level in an instant.

Panting, Lan Junlin's mind went blank, and when he came back to his senses, only the endless cry of a baby echoed.

He looked at his hands in disbelief: "I've broken the ranks? ”

It's just that before he could get excited, Lan Junlin spoke: "Don't be too happy, that's not your credit." ”

Lan Xuanchen was stunned, but in an instant, he understood: "Could it be?" ”

His eyes fell on the baby.

I saw that the baby's face was already pale, and his lips were like a layer of frost and snow.

"The reason why your cultivation has soared is because of his life wheel. When you absorb the life wheel of others, you change your luck. Lan Junlin was still calm, "Keep him, it will be useful to you." ”

At that time, Lan Xuanchen's first reaction was that this baby was the child who claimed to have passed away.

It's just that none of that has anything to do with him, and it doesn't matter who he is.

The important thing is that this person can make him improve his cultivation.

"Got it." Lan Xuanchen nodded, and the words blurted out were extremely bland: "Then can I give him a name?" ”

At this moment, a person's life and death have been put aside by him, and Lan Xuanchen's cultivation is built with people as a ladder.

He looked at the baby crying in swaddling clothes, as if he saw his own way forward: "Just call him Shi Xuan." ”

Since then, Shi Xuan has become the closest but darkest place to Lan Xuanchen.

Shi Xuan has never been in contact with people, has never seen the world, has no thoughts, and has no feelings.

The only thing he knew was to listen to Lan Xuanchen's words, even if he was oppressed, he couldn't resist.

At this time, Lan Xuanchen was full of only a desire for power, closed his eyes, and his eyes were full of Lan Wujiang's face that he hated.

"Lan Wujiang, one day I will trample you under my feet!" He hissed under his breath, his eyes scarlet.

In the past, Lan Xuanchen had always been to the point of the wheel, and as the master of Shi Xuan, he naturally knew him very well.

Because he began to use him for himself since he was a child, his body was not as good as ordinary people.

If you accidentally ruin this medicine, your future will also dissipate.

It's just that today, he has never restrained, but seems to be trying to suck the wheel of life empty.

Shi Xuan's face was pale, his green tendons were bulging, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Even so, he remained silent.

In an instant, a black light split, Lan Xuanchen only felt a tingling pain in his palm, and hurriedly withdrew his hand.

His sword eyebrows tightened, and he flipped his wrist to take a look, and the black qi diffused and dissipated in his palm, like a sudden extinguishing fire, and thick smoke rose.

"Poof."