"Poof." A string of blood beads erupted from Lan Wujiang's mouth, and the whole person was pumped out by Lan Wenjiu.

She rolled on the ground several times, her bones nearly falling apart.

The hairpin falls to the ground, and the gem burns.

Lan Wujiang stood up on one knee with the knife propped up on one knee.

"Again." The resentment in my heart seemed to have been torn apart.

Why can't she do what others can do?

When the heavens wanted her to die, she reversed the situation and broke the way of black and white.

The long knife fell bloody, sassy like a hero.

The dry dantian contracted frantically, implicating the heart twitching for a while, the brain was congested, and the scarlet eyes were cold.

"Bang." Lan Wujiang bent his knees and jumped up, slashing down with a knife, and his internal organs trembled.

bitterness, humiliation, unwillingness, all kinds of things in the past are like a boulder, and she can't move a single bit.

Now that there is a crack in the dark mire, she will come out against the light and cut off everything that is small.

"You're looking for death!" Lan Wen wine is full of anger, and it is another whip, bloody.

The purple skirt is like an iris blooming slowly, and Yao Li is beautiful.

The weapons of the two were staggered, Lan Wujiang gritted his teeth, his blood rushed to his head, his neck was bruised, and his aura was unstable......

"Don't fight hard, there's another trick, use evil qi." Feng Zhao's cold voice stimulated Lan Wujiang's nerves.

The aura around him became a whirlpool, Lan Wujiang's arm was numb, and his heart vaguely felt like it was being forcibly inhaled.

"Look at the move!" Lanwen wine soft boots flying, and the fire rolls. She was born to be a strong person, so she believed that even if there was only one level of foundation building now, in the long days to come, the fire that ignited this open space would definitely ignite the entire Great Zhou.

Lan Wujiang licked the blood from the corner of his lips, looked at the snake's eyes, and watched the snake whip break her arm, and the girl's dazzling smile fell into the sky.

Lan Wenjiu must have thought she had won.

Did you win? The battle is not over yet.

Lan Wujiang smiled weirdly.

At this moment, the evil qi went up against the meridians, filling the heart, and blood overflowed from the corners of the mouth.

Her shattered shield was rebuilt in the midst of the shock of the crowd.

The knife crossed a layer of blue light, and she fought with all her strength, and a simple set of knife techniques was used to show a bit of mystery. Lan Wenjiu was defeated and retreated, and he was in chaos, but Lan Wujiang picked on her mistakes to fight.

It wasn't until the cold blade was on Lan Wenjiu's neck that Lan Wenjiu realized that she had lost.

"Impossible!" She screamed, but didn't dare to move.

Lan Wujiang rested his chin on her shoulder, the hand holding the knife pushed inward a little, the corners of his lips were softly hooked, and the wind said lightly, "Miss Six, you lost." ”

Lan He coughed lightly, Lan Wujiang's arm hung down, the knife fell to the ground, and he became a king and was defeated.

The dense pain pressed against her muscles inch by inch.

"Warm wine, are you convinced?" Ranhe's eyes were gloomy and could drip water, and today she was ridiculous enough to make such a fuss with these juniors.

Tears quenched in Lan Wenjiu's eyes, and only a few small flames shook in the blackened clearing.

She bit her lip, her face turned pale, pushed Lan Wujiang away, and left without looking back.

"Mother forgiveness." Lan Junlin bowed down and gave Aunt Xu a look, and Aunt Xu chased her out quickly.

Xu Gui's palms tightened, and he scolded angrily in his heart.

This damn vixen!

"Chuan Huan, bring the Muscle Pill to Wujiang." Lan He's fingers bent slightly, and Lan Ling quickly stepped forward to support Lan He.

Gui Chuanwan has followed Lan He for thirty years, and was also shocked by the three words of this Shengji Dan.

The master's treatment of Lan Wujiang is actually the same as that of the eldest lady?

She lowered her eyes and smiled and withdrew, "Yes, please wait a moment." ”

Lan He walked in front of Lan Wujiang, the maid handed over the handkerchief, she smiled kindly, and said slowly, "You just injured your hand, this Muscle Pill can help you recover, after the injuries on your body are healed, you can follow Lan Ling to Lan Yuan to take classes." ”

Lan Wujiang's gaze met Lan Ling, she had no sorrow or joy, she was as cold as a piece of ice.

"Thank you for the grace of Grandpa's recreation, there is still one thing to ask for." Lan Wujiang lifted his robe and knelt on one knee, frank and swaying.

Ranhe squinted, his eyebrows like smoke, "Tell me about it?"

"My grandson wants to keep filial piety for his mother for three years, and he will not refuse to marry within three years, devote himself to cultivation, and abide by his mother's teachings." Lan Wujiang's thin lips rose slightly.

Ranhe was stunned and sighed, "Yes." ”

This family feast started magnificently and ended hastily.

The bloody qi in the air was blown away by the wind, and Lan Wujiang's black robe flew over, turning to leave, and his eyes were red and rich.

She is not afraid of having too many grievances and going to hell after death.

Because wherever she grew up, it was hell.