"Are you scared? Did you open my eyes just so I could see your jokes?" Lan Wujiang grinned, her smile was weird, the blood on her body was stained red, and the immortal lock around her neck trembled from time to time due to the suppressive force.

Lan Fang was poked in pain by Lan Wujiang, and her fingers pinched her palms. Her whole body trembled, and her eyes were cold.

In front of Lan Wujiang, it seems that he will always be as humble as an ant, and he is not worth mentioning!

She is going to trample Lan Wujiang's pride into the ground today, and see what capital she uses to be rampant with her.

Lan Fang turned around, took out the soldering iron from the carbon fire, and stared at Lan Wujiang's face, her eyes narrowed slightly.

The soldering iron in the dungeon is made of the iron of Xuanjin, which is the most suppressive for those who cultivate immortals, and the meridians are completely cut off, and the worst is unable to cultivate.

She glanced at the guard, the guard understood, and when she was about to leave, Lan Fang rushed towards Lan Wujiang with a soldering iron, and at this moment, Lan Wujiang's legs broke free of the immortal lock and kicked the guard forward.

The guard pounced on the soldering iron and caught Lan Fang off guard.

Screams and the smell of blood filled the air.

Lan Wujiang let out a heavy gasp, and before he could break free of the other chains, he was knocked away by a gust of palm wind.

Even the magic stone pillar behind him was smashed to pieces.

She collapsed in the smoke and dust, the back of her head covered in blood......

Feng Zhao's vitality was greatly injured in the realm of knowing the sea, his heart ached, he spurted out a mouthful of black blood, his eyes darkened when he felt Lan Wujiang's life passing rapidly, and he didn't care about the injuries on his body, so he gave all his strength to Lan Wujiang.

Lan Wujiang's wound healed slowly, Feng Zhao's face became more and more pale, his soul was seriously damaged, he knelt on one knee, and his whole breath was weak.

"Bang." With a soft sound, only a curled black skeleton remained on the ground, and the white mist filled the air, and Feng Zhao's skeleton was pulled into the magma pool again......

"You dare to hurt someone! Lan Wujiang, the Lan family is not a place for you to spread wild!" Lan He slowly walked in front of Lan Wujiang and looked at Lan Wujiang with empty eyes.

"You don't believe me?" Lan Wujiang raised his hand weakly, blocking the dazzling sunlight in front of him.

Lan He was stunned for a moment, looked at Lan Wujiang and sighed slowly, "How do you want me to believe you?"

"You are enchanted, how will the Lan family tolerate you in the future? I'm afraid that the entire mortal realm won't be able to tolerate you!" She clutched the scepter in her hand, and her eyes were boundless.

Lan Wujiang laughed again, his voice was so soft that he couldn't hear it, "Isn't it true that if I don't fall into the devil, you will let me go?"

"In the eyes of the disciples of the Lan family, I am a wild seed of unknown origin, and in the eyes of the Lan family, I am a dispensable waste, grandfather, you say, is this my home?"

Is this what home looks like?

Scarred her, she didn't have a good night's sleep.

Always on the lookout and in the terror.

How will she survive?

Who believes that she doesn't mean to hurt others?

Everyone says that she is extremely vicious, but who has she harmed, and whose life has she had!

On the contrary, it was those people who trampled on her dignity and bottom line again and again!

Lan He shook his head listening to Lan Wujiang's stubborn words, and with a wave of his big hand, his spiritual power wrapped Lan Wujiang's whole person, looking at her red and purple pupils, his lips pursed, and he said helplessly, "This is your home." ”

"In the final analysis, you are still the blood of the Lan family, I don't want to do things too much, I am good for you after all."

A little light appeared in Lan Wujiang's eyes, she looked at Lan He in surprise, her voice trembled, "Grandpa......"

"Today, I will help dig up your dantian, you can concentrate on physical cultivation in the future, there are thousands of cultivation paths, there are no borders, you can still give full play to your value." Ranhe raised his eyebrows kindly, and said this as he should.

Lan Wujiang's fingers trembled, and his whole person was like falling into an ice cellar.

That's what she said for her good?

Dig up your dantian, once and for all, and then squeeze your last value clean, and be grateful to her?