"She still has the existence of demonic qi in her body, and she has three flavors of demon lotus, do you want to go to the demon realm to get it?"

In the battle of Wanqing back then, although she was a demon, she also knew that this battle was related to Feng Zhao.

"Hmm." Feng Zhao sealed with one hand, and did not see Shui Qianyue's subtle expression.

In his heart, in his eyes, there will always be only Lan Wujiang alone.

"Okay, then I can only help you take care of it for a month, and she can only last for a month like this, go early and come back early." Shui Qianyue yawned lazily, and the demon pill was carried in the palm of her hand, and the healing power wrapped Lan Wujiang in it.

Feng Zhao's eyes darkened, and he reluctantly glanced at Lan Wujiang and turned to leave.

At this moment, the Nan Zhou Lan family.

The night is like water, the wind is bleak, and a shadow stands outside the Lan Mansion and slowly hooks his lips.

This woman's eyebrows and eyes are calm, and she seems to have softened a warm and gentle tone.

She looked up, her sideburns cloak dropping, moonlight falling on her face.

Yan Xi stared at the gate of the Lan family, looked at the crystal ball in his hand and smiled strangely, and said softly, "Lan Wujiang, you really didn't disappoint me." ”

The previous transaction between the two in the Lan family's secret room, although Lan Wujiang did not materialize, but her life was strong, and Yan Xi also benefited.

Now, although Lan Wujiang has encountered twists and turns.

But Yanxi knew that this was the door to open the road to the splendid Lan Wujiang

Obviously, it has not yet reached the end, and some people think that they have won, but in fact, they have already lost a lot.

Yan Xi raised her eyebrows sarcastically, looking meaningfully at the crystal in her palm.

At that moment, the warm wind rose, and the shadow melted into the night, and no trace could be traced.

Following.

The Lan family was lifeless, and Lan He healed himself in Mingyao Pavilion with a pale face.

Chuan waited for Ranhe to kneel outside the door to greet the holy decree.

Who would have thought that Lan Wujiang broke with the Lan Mansion yesterday, and today's reward will come down, and there will be a palace banquet a month later, and Lan Wujiang will be on the guest list.

The rest of the Lan family knelt behind Chuan Xuan, with different thoughts.

Yes, Lan Wujiang is a genius, but it's a pity that he was born at the wrong time.

The dantian has been destroyed yesterday, what ability does she have to create a second dantian?

Even if he came back to receive the order and participated in the palace banquet, it was everyone's joke.

……

……

Demon Realm Evil Dragon Xuan.

Feng Zhao divided the demon dragon inside by two, and forced the other party to give him a piece of dragon tendon.

The Demon Dragon Monarch gritted his teeth in pain, but he couldn't resist.

Who would have thought that Feng Zhao, who was rumored to have fallen for thousands of years, was still alive.

It's just a matter of living, but his cultivation is undiminished, and he still comes to pull his dragon tendons! Really, God is shameless, and demons are helpless.

Feng Zhao's cold side face did not have a trace of expression, and the hand used to burn incense and tea in the past was dripping with blood at this time.

Wrapped under the layers of bright red are dragon tendons that are several meters long.

The blood stained quietly faded away from his palm.

The light of God removes the impurities from it little by little.

"Thank you."

Feng Zhao's lips rose slightly, and the tails of his eyes that were gently raised looked extremely ironic in Jun Wu.

The other party gritted his teeth, but he could only watch Feng Zhao's back go away.

Under the third layer of the Demon Realm under the Evil Dragon Xuan, a purple-clothed man with an evil charm slowly opened his eyes.

He was surrounded by endless hellfire, red as lava-hot shackles that imprisoned his limbs.

But he laughed wantonly, as if the evil spirits guarding here were not to be feared.

Feng Zhao ...... Lan Wujiang. ”

He exhaled half a breath of blood, and a huge thunder and lightning bolt struck towards the location of the Evil Dragon Xuan in the sky above the Demon Realm.

It's a pity that he is in the third layer of the Demon Realm Hell.

Rao is thunder can't hurt him.

The man in purple was none other than the moth who framed Feng Zhao thousands of years ago

A vain emperor who was in the divine realm thousands of years ago.

A generation of emperors, but at this time reduced to a prisoner.

But Moth doesn't feel how miserable he is.

He was able to wake up this time, and it was precisely because of Lan Wujiang's resentment that he was able to dissolve part of the evil qi in the divine spell for his use.

The stronger Lan Wujiang and Feng Zhao were, the faster he would get out of here.

Thousands of years have passed.

The group of old men in the Battle of Wanqing should all be dead.

Who would have thought that he, the culprit, was still alive?

When he sees the light of day again, it will be the day when the Six Realms will be subverted.

Moth smirked sarcastically, his eyes red.

Three days later, Feng Zhao collected all the materials needed to save Lan Wujiang, and returned to Junxiao Tower.

When the bed curtain was lifted, Shui Qianyue was carefully wiping her face with a handkerchief for Lan Wujiang.

Lan Wujiang didn't wake up for three days, her eyes were closed, her lips were pale, and her whole face looked very haggard, as if it was glass that would shatter at the slightest touch.

Feng Zhao's heart tightened, and he hurriedly stepped forward to explore Lan Wujiang's situation.

When Shui Qianyue saw Feng Zhao come back, her eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

Did you collect so much material in just three days?

It really lives up to the reputation of a genius in the divine realm.

"Give me the things, I'll refine the medicine, but after the medicine is practiced, I am only fifty percent sure, you are a divine soul, you have to enter her divine consciousness to repair her sea of consciousness, if something goes wrong, I am not responsible."

Shui Qianyue pursed her lips and tentatively spoke.

Feng Zhao did not blame Shui Qianyue, at this moment, as long as there was hope, he would not let it go.

Ten days later, Shui Qianyue handed over the cultivated elixir to Feng Zhao.

Feng Zhao's eyes were deep and he put the pill into Lan Wujiang's mouth.

The pill melts in your mouth.

Lan Wujiang's body trembled instinctively.

Feng Zhao's fingers trembled slightly, and the whole person turned into a ray of light, blending into Lan Wujiang's eyebrows.

Within the boundaries of the sea.

Lan Wujiang, who lost consciousness, sat on a boulder in a daze, and there were three streams of gas around him all the time.

One is pale white, one is blue, and one is black.

They are the three qi of evil, spirit, and demon.

Feng Zhao saw that his eyes were hollow, Lan Wujiang sighed, and slowly walked in front of her.

"Remember me?"

"Yes."

"And who am I?" Feng Zhao looked at the crippled Lan Wujiang's consciousness, lowered his big hand, and placed it on top of Lan Wujiang's head.

The hair is still as black and soft as ever.

"Good brother."

Lan Wujiang slowly raised his head, looked at Feng Zhao, and spoke seriously.

Feng Zhao was stunned for a moment and smiled.

"Yes, I'm my brother."

She actually remembered it all along.

So he is.

Before Lan Wujiang was 14 years old and did not unseal the curse of the gods, Feng Zhao and Lan Wujiang had actually seen it.

But when we meet, most of them are in dreams.

He would erase and blur Lan Wujiang's memories after meeting.

But it's not a complete strangulation either.

She remembered, but she couldn't remember.

And now that her consciousness is scattered, the little girl in front of her remembers everything.

"Can you stay with me?" Lan Wujiang muttered quietly. 3800

Feng Zhao sat next to Lan Wujiang, looking at Lan Wujiang's side face, his eyebrows and eyes crooked.

"Okay."

"But I'm not going to leave this time."

"I'll always be with you."

Lan Wujiang nodded as if she didn't understand, her stiff body slowly relaxed, she hung her head, and her hair fell softly on both sides of her shoulders.

"In a few days, it's your birthday, what gift do you want?"

Feng Zhao's voice was very good, and as soon as he spoke, Lan Wujiang relaxed all his body, and he couldn't help but say what was in his heart.

"I want to see fireworks...... Growing this big, I haven't seen fireworks yet. ”

Lan Wujiang's eyes shone with a little light.

"Then will I take you to see the fireworks this year?" Feng Zhao stretched out his hand to Lan Wujiang.

The corners of Lan Wujiang's lips rose, he nodded, and his thin white hand was also placed in Feng Zhao's palm.

In an instant, a white light rose and enveloped the two of them.

The dragon tendons turned into light and flowed into Lan Wujiang's body, rebuilding her bones.

One day, two days...... Ten days

Lan Wujiang's root bones were completely replaced by dragon tendons and lotus petals, and the whole person seemed to be a blooming rose.

Originally, it was just a beautiful beauty.

Now the skin is a bright color

It flows in the corners of the eyes, and it is indescribably seductive.

The wind rose, and Feng Zhao, who knew the realm of the sea, walked out with Lan Wujiang.

Lan Wujiang's body slowly opened her eyes, looking at Feng Zhao who was sitting next to her bed, only to feel as if she was in a different world.

Those hazy memories should be clear in her mind.

Feng Zhao saved Lan Wujiang for ten days, and Shui Qianyue also protected the Dharma for the two of them for ten days, and when she saw Lan Wujiang at this time, she smiled generously at Lan Wujiang, her lips opened slightly, "It's good to wake up." ”

Lan Wujiang had doubts, but he didn't say anything.

She would have gone crazy, but those ugly and evil thoughts would disappear the moment she saw Feng Zhao.

Feng Zhao is beautiful in the world.

She wants to have it, too.

"Thank you."

Lan Wujiang didn't say this for a long time.

Feng Zhao smiled indifferently and hugged Lan Wujiang up.

With a wave of his robe, he gave the remaining dragon tendons left by Shui Qianyue as a reward.

"No thanks, what I promised you before, I will honor it now." Feng Zhao whispered in Lan Wujiang's ear.

Shui Qianyue wanted to give a few words, but only caught the remnants of Feng Zhao's phantom.

She stood in place, the corners of her mouth twitched, her hands clasped to her chest, and said indignantly, "It's really amazing to recover." ”

The strange words of yin and yang made the machine spirit who had been by Shui Qianyue's side for many years couldn't help laughing.

The demon world is bright and dark, there is a blood moon hanging in the purple sky, and on the wide river, there are countless stars.

Feng Zhao gently put down Lan Wujiang and channeled his spiritual power to the sky.

"Close your eyes."

His voice was hoarse.

Lan Wujiang's heart moved, and he only had Feng Zhao's orders in his mind.

Love and hatred were all put aside, and her beautiful eyes were gently closed, waiting for Feng Zhao's next instructions.

"Boom."

There were countless loud noises in the sky.

Lan Wujiang shuddered, opened his eyes, and saw that the sky was full of bright fireworks, which were even more flickering than the galaxy.

"Like it? Happy birthday. ”

The lotus petals in Feng Zhao's palm bloomed, which was very amazing.

"This is my being."

Fairy Bone Lotus.

Lan Wujiang was stunned, his heart was hot and soft.

Yes.

The person in front of her is worthy of her love for the rest of her life.

"If you like it, you can inject your mind and manipulate it."

Feng Zhao used a half-kneeling posture in front of Lan Wujiang and spoke to Lan Wujiang gently.

Lan Wujiang's eyes flickered with tears.

"Don't, take it back."

Her voice trembled.

Feng Zhao was lost for a moment, but he didn't say anything, he still pulled out a smile and looked at Lan Wujiang gently.

It's just that before his lost strength slowed down, Lan Wujiang rushed forward and hugged Feng Zhao.

"I hope you can be my light forever, okay?"

Feng Zhao's arms also wrapped around Lan Wujiang, his chin rested against Lan Wujiang's head, his eyes were dark and unclear, his chest felt the softness of the fragrance that rushed into his arms, and his eyebrows were slightly curved.

At this time, Lan Wujiang asked him to die, and he was willing.

"Okay."

I promise you everything.

The wind stopped, and the fireworks gradually ended, but the afterglow was still there, as if the fireworks had swept away all the haze.

At the end of the month, Lan He was out of the customs, but the injury that Feng Zhao beat her before still left her sick.

The whole thing has lost the spirit of the past, and it looks a lot haggard.

"Still no Lan Wujiang's whereabouts?"

Ranhe sat upright on the chair, holding the staff in one hand, rubbing the lines on it with his palm.

Chuan Yan stood on the side, lowered his head and shook gently: "The people sent out have searched all around, but they have not seen the shadow of Miss Lan."

Such an ending was expected by Ranhe.

The moment Lan Wujiang was taken away, she had such a premonition.

"The muscles and veins are destroyed, the dantian has been abolished, but you still don't bow to the Lan family?" Lan He lowered his eyebrows slightly, thoughtfully, but still locked his eyebrows: "Drag that body, but where are you going." ”

Chuan Yan didn't speak, just shook his head and sighed.

"Now that the palace banquet is coming, how can she do it if she is not there."

It's just that compared to Lan Wujiang's whereabouts, what seems to affect Lan He's heart more is the palace banquet.

As he pondered, the sorrow also climbed between his eyebrows, and Ranhe's face added a bit of solemnity.

"Why don't you send someone to find ......?"

Halfway through Chuan Huan's words, he was stopped by Lan He raising his hand: "Even if you can't find it before, it's futile to look for it again."

Recalling Lan Wujiang's decision before leaving, Lan He couldn't help but sigh faintly.

As soon as this incident came out, it also made her exhausted, and the majesty between her eyebrows was also tired.

After pondering for a long time, Lan He spoke again, with a little tiredness in his tone: "Until now, I can only find the Blood Demon Sect to purchase a puppet to deal with the past."

The Blood Demon Sect, standing under the Evil Dragon Mountain, is a must-have puppet doll.

If this matter is sought out of them, it is a good solution in desperation.

"But," after a moment's hesitation, Chuan asked tentatively, "Isn't that the crime of deceiving the king?"

Ranhe stretched his muscles and found a comfortable position to sit.

Between raising her eyebrows, she also took it for granted in her expression: "What? The craftsmanship of the puppet of the Bloody Demon Sect is the most fake. Now there are still a few days before the palace banquet, and with a little training, you can hide from the world. ”

As for this, Lan He's face was slightly cold, revealing a bit of sarcasm: "At this time, the Lan family and the royal family just want Lan Wujiang." As for whether it's true or not, no one cares. ”

"Then I'll send someone to do it." Chuan Yan responded and was about to leave, but was stopped by Lan He raising his hand.

"This matter is not only a deal with the Demon Sect, but also implicates the Lan family, so you can't make a noise."

"Yes."

Looking at the scene outside the door, Lan He pressed his forehead lightly, although he had found a solution, but his worries were a little more worried.

Soon, the news of Lan Wujiang's return spread throughout the Lan family.

Everyone was shocked, after all, there was a lot of trouble that day, and no one thought that Lan Wujiang would turn back to the Lan family.

There are those who want to find out, but they are all blocked by Ranhe's words.

Such a mysterious style makes the Lan family think differently.