Micah washed the vegetables and began to chop vegetables, he was going to cook some home-cooked food today, Micah didn't seem to have been in the kitchen for a long time, because he had a busy schedule as an artist and didn't need to cook for himself.

"Micah—" There was a cry from the bathroom.

Micah put down the kitchen knife in his hand, wiped his hands on his apron, rushed into the bathroom, and saw Su Lan sitting on the ground, so he asked, "Did you fall?"

Su Lan nodded and twisted his head to the side, Micah stepped forward and carried Su Lan on his back and complained, "You are so light now, even lighter than you were a few years ago." Micah's tone was distressed.

Su Lan buried his head in Micha's back, "You are still the same as a few years ago, you still like to meddle like that. Su Lan still smelled the fresh and familiar lemon smell, which came from Micah.

Micah carried Su Lan to the sofa and turned around to leave, Su Lan hurriedly grabbed his hand, "What are you going to do?" Micah pulled Su Lan's hand away and explained, "I'll go buy you bruising oil, didn't you fall." ”

Su Lan looked at Micah's back, with the warmth he had left behind in his hands, and the air was filled with the smell of lemon.

When Micah came back, he saw that Su Lan had fallen asleep, because it was suddenly raining heavily outside, so Micah came back a little late, and his clothes were soaked.

Micah took out a quilt from Su Lan's bed and covered it for Su Lan, looked at Su Lan who was asleep and muttered, "You sleep first, I'll go cook, and then I will wake you up and rub the medicine on you." ”

After Micah was busy for a while and served all the dishes, Micah went to tell Su Lan to get up, "Get up, get up and eat." Su Lan got up lazily, "It's not delicious, and he told me to get up to eat." "But Su Lan eats more than anyone else.

After Su Lan had eaten and drunk enough, he sat on the chair and watched Micah collect the bowl, and when Micah broke a bowl and scratched his hand, Su Lan limped away and got up to get a band-aid.

Su Lan grabbed Micah's hand to check the injury, "I feel sorry that my bowl was dropped by you, so come and see." Su Lan bandaged Micha's bleeding finger with a band-aid.

After Micah finished washing the dishes, he turned on the bruising oil and wiped the wound on Su Lan's foot, "Be careful next time, not every time I will buy you medicine." ”

Su Lan nodded and suddenly remembered something, "Micha, why don't you play a game with me." ”

The name of the game is Dream Back to Jin Yong, and the plot game is coming, Su Lan and Micah respectively wear AR glasses.

This chapter is the decisive battle against Persia.

"It's just a small matter...... The Central Plains people are just like this," one of the five Persian people, the youngest Persian man, the corners of his mouth twitched, obviously in his heart he already felt that the young man in white was amazing, but he still had to pretend to be disdainful, looked at the other four, all of them were secretly flustered.

Su Lan did not move, standing in the eyes of the crowd, his eyes were unfathomable, and he was not surprised by the chaos of his age, but in the distance was the mountain peak that was destroyed by his palm.

"In the future, you dare to say that there is no one to fight in my Central Plains Ming Sect?" Su Lan raised his hand slightly, only to see a ruthless grin in his eyebrows, which was a killing intent that anyone with a discerning eye could see.

The five people from Persia didn't dare to think about being so presumptuous as before, but they still didn't give up, and the old woman from the Persian head sect was the holy woman, first looked at Micah, and then turned to the other side and scolded the people of the Central Plains Ming Sect: "This girl, you quickly call out the Holy Fire Order, don't let it, all of you here will not live tomorrow." ”

"Then don't blame it, we're fighting each other." Yang Xiao was the first to start drawing his sword, and the head of the Ming Sect rose up one after another, who told you, the head of the Persian sect, not to give you a way to live? Then it's good to see blood, and the people of the Ming Sect will become Su Lan's backing.

Su Lan thought about it in his mind again, some martial arts mastery, after thinking about it, why don't you put the mastery you just got from Zhang Sanfeng into practice?

"Wait, if you can break my holy flame and make a miracle." The oldest of the five, the Persian man, proposed that since he was the eldest, he also had the deepest effort.

Not much to say, Su Lan dropped the jade stick in his hand, and clenched it into a fist with one hand, breaking this Persian magic skill to beat the dog stick method is overkill, in case this stick is broken, it can damage a lot of silver.

To deal with them, a fist in your hand is enough.

So a force came from Su Lan's dantian, and in one go, he played a set of unfathomable boxing techniques, which looked soft, but in fact it was secretly turbulent.

This boxing method is both rigid and soft, is a first-class martial arts, Tai Chi, created by Zhang Sanfeng, the head of Wudang, this boxing action is soft and slow, continuous, but the power is huge.

Su Lan's fist was fierce, and he stunned the nearest Persian man with one punch, breaking his Holy Fire Order. The other four people were in a mess, and even lit a beacon smoke, which was to call someone.

A group of people dressed in Persian costumes all came, this is the support brought by the Persian head teacher this time, and the Persian side thought that there was a huge disparity in strength between the Ming sect and the head church, so they also brought twenty or thirty in.

Who knew that Mingjiao, which was originally only a general generation, suddenly appeared a young man, who was actually halfway to bite the gold, miscalculated, miscalculated.

Then since both sides have already started fighting, it is impossible to see blood without it.

This is not just the people of the Ming Sect, who drew their swords and swung them at the people brought behind the five people of the Persian Sect, these are the descendants of the Persian Sect.

Cut off the back road of his Persian head teacher, and now this arrogant five people have no way to retreat, if they don't want to admit defeat, they have to be captured.

On the periphery was the bloody rain of Mingjiao masters and Persian head sect supporters, and Su Lan was as light as a swallow and hugged Micah away from the crowd.

The two stood on the top of the light, Micah secretly took out the "Holy Fire Order" from his arms and stuffed it into Su Lan's hand, Su Lan smiled informally: "Thank you, Micah...... How is it still hot. ”

Michael's face was half-ripe, and Su Lan hurriedly put away the "Holy Fire Order", and then Su Lan realized that it was warm - because Micah hid the Holy Fire Order in his chest.

The light in Su Lan's eyes couldn't help but look at Micah's pair of crisp breasts, and Micah was so frightened that he hurriedly covered his chest with his hands.

Because of this opponent, it looms and makes people think about it.

When Su Lan had seen enough, Su Lan withdrew his gaze, just like a righteous gentleman at the beginning.

The prompt of the system began, "All five members of the Persian Archmaster have been captured, and a large number of rewards can be obtained from this branch, please seize the opportunity." ”

Su Lan waved a folding fan in his hand to half-cover his face, and led Micah to the Mingjiao dungeon, where several people were imprisoned who were the Persian head sect who had made the second today.

Su Lan fanned away the dust around Micah with a fan, and then looked at the five people led by the Persian Sect, and said, "Everyone, you are here for the Holy Fire Order, right?" But now that I have said that I have given this thing to Miss Michael as a keep, you will not leave. ”

"Then what are you doing here? Laughing at us? The holy daughter of the Persian archchurch, the saint who was over half a hundred years old, snorted impatiently.

At this moment, the pipa bones of these five people have been covered with silver needles, and thousands of internal forces are unable to exert their strength, just like ants playing with them.

Su Lan raised his eyebrows, turned to Micah and smiled in his eyes, "Micah, do you say that the Holy Fire Order is given to them or not?" Undoubtedly, this problem was given to Micah, and the other five people thought that there was a turnaround after all, Mingjiao was a branch of the Persian General Sect, so there was light in their eyes.

"If you hand over the Holy Fire Order, we will not be responsible for the past." The eldest of the five was relatively kind, and the man said.

Mica Pu fanned his eyelashes, attached them to Su Lan's ear, and muttered softly, "Brother Su Lan, do you really want to give them to them?" Su Lan seemed to smile, whispered some small words, and left after saying Micah.

Su Lan pulled out the silver needles on the pipa bones of the five people in two or three clicks, quickly and accurately, these needles were not thrown away casually, but hidden in a ring-shaped mechanism in the cuff.

Su Lan can pull out the needles on the pipa bones of these five people, and he can also prick them into hedgehogs, who calls him Su Lan a bug in this world?

Su Lan has been practicing the rainstorm pear flower needle for a long time, and he is quite proficient, otherwise you can try it, there is no poison on the needle, it is Su Lan's integrity.

If you use poison, you will poison yourself, and the rainstorm pear flower needle has internal force, and the power is infinite.

The five people in Persia noticed the mechanism, and couldn't help but feel a chill behind their backs, how unfathomable the white-clothed young man in front of them was, and he was so resourceful at a young age, maybe the five of them would become hedgehogs in the next second.

"If you have something to say, there's nothing you can't do." The youngest Persian, flattering, did not have anyone in his eyes at the beginning who said that "no one can fight in the Central Plains".

Su Lan beckoned a few people, "Move five stools for these five distinguished guests." ”

So the five of them sat down, but they were like ants on a hot pot, but they didn't dare not sit.

"The Holy Fire Order can be given to you, but you have to exchange things for it, such as your Holy Fire Order - I heard that you don't spread this word, right?" Su Lan's words turned to the Holy Flame Order.

"No......" The Persian man, who had been silent for a long time and had never spoken before, immediately stood up and waved his hand and said no.

"Sit down." The companion next to him told him to sit down and calm down.

Su Lan released the people of the Persian Archchurch and split the Holy Fire Order in half, half of which was returned to the Persian Archchurch.

System: Congratulations to the host, you have obtained 100,000 Persian gold and silver, as well as a rare martial arts holy fire order.

"What's the situation, how did I become a female character? This game is no longer played. Micah complained.

"If you don't play, don't play." Su Lan rubbed Micah's hair, "If I die, will you not like Tian Xiaoxiao?" Just like me alone. ”

Micah knocked Su Lan's brain, "What do you think, I'm good to you because I'm kind, I'm good to Tian Xiaoxiao because I like Tian Xiaoxiao, no matter what we used to be but what I like now is Tian Xiaoxiao." ”

"That's your answer, then I know." Su Lan had a big plan in his heart, and he wanted Micah to never forget him in his life.

"Actually, I don't want to care about you, so you treat yourself well, take good care of yourself, don't let me take care of it, I still have others to take care of." Micah took off his apron, "Su Lan, you should change your way of life, the past is over." ”