Ni Wuyin walked on the way back to the Shutong Palace. The light rain was dripping, and the slightest bit hit her.

Really, there's no going back.

She slowly stopped, tilted her head, and closed her eyes......

After Ni Wuyin returned to the Shutong Palace, Lan Qingyan saw that she was wet in the rain, so she immediately took her to change her clothes.

"Sister Wuyin, where have you been again?" Although Lan Qingyan asked this, she already understood something in her heart.

Ni Wuyin didn't speak, but just cried out with Lan Qingyan's question.

"Light-faced...... I can't go back......"

Lan frowned, sighed deeply, and said seriously: "Sister Wuyin, you have to be a good person. Since he has done this to you, you should know what he thinks, why do you have to dwell on it? ”

Ni silently laughed self-deprecatingly, and lowered her head in silence.

Lan Qingyan watched her being tortured by Gongzi Yu's affairs so far, and couldn't help but feel a little hated for iron and steel, and also sighed about the woman's sensibility.

I've persuaded Ni Wuyin so many times, why didn't she listen?

Ni Wuyin's eyes were dim and silent.

She didn't listen to good advice and was desperate, but she ended up today.

It turns out that even if you die, you won't be able to go to the end after all.

After Lan Qingyan came out of the neon silent dormitory, she glanced at Qingluo meaningfully. "Mrs. Ben, the gap between her and the county lord of Bian'an is not shallow."

Qingluo seemed to understand something, so she also smiled slyly.

【Gyeonghwa Palace】

After Gongzi Yu returned to the palace, he didn't see the figure of the county lord of Bian'an, so he asked the palace people where the county lord of Bian'an went.

"Just now, the Shutong Hall sent someone to invite the county lord to be a guest, and the county lord went to the Shutong Palace."

Go to the Shutong Temple? What are you going to do?

Gongzi Yu was full of doubts in his heart. He had an ominous premonition, but because of Lan's light face, he couldn't go to stop it.

【Shutong Hall】

The county lord of Bian'an reluctantly sat in a sedan chair to the Shutong Palace, glanced at the palace gate with disdain, and pouted and got off the sedan chair.

She walked into the Shutong Hall surrounded by palace people, and asked arrogantly, "What's the matter with the fourth lady?" The lord of this county is not familiar with you, so you have to let the lord of this county come as a guest......"

Lan Qingyan turned his back to the county lord of Bian'an, and instructed his subordinates: "Mrs. Ben and the county lord of Bian'an are talking about the past, you all retreat!" ”

After all the palace people retreated, Lan Qingyan slowly turned around.

"Bian'an, long time no see-"

When the county lord of Bian'an saw Lan Qingyan's appearance, he was immediately shocked, and his face turned pale with fright.

"Unexpectedly...... It's you?! ”

Lan walked over to Lord Bian'an with a light smile and stroked her face with his hand.

"Don't touch me!" Lord Bian'an pushed her hand away in disgust. Lan smiled and shook his head slyly.

"Tut-tut, you still haven't changed at all, you're still so high-flying, I don't know how thick the sky is."

Looking at Lan Qingyan's face, the county lord of Bian'an was angry and sad, trembling and stretched out his finger to Lan Qingyan and roared: "Lan Qingyan, it's you!" It's you! I didn't expect you to live so freely! ”

Lan didn't speak, just looked at her smugly and contemptuous, and smiled slyly.

The county lord of Bian'an gritted his teeth with hatred, and he couldn't wait to rush up immediately to skin and cramp her.

"I know you! It's you, it's you who killed Daddy! ”

Lan Qingyan lowered her head slightly and smiled: "That's right, it's me." I'm the master of the Nine Pyloric Sect, Lan Qingyan-"

The county lord of Bian'an listened to her words, looked at her villainous appearance, and asked: "Since you have already passed the organ tower, and your father also gave you the order of the gate master of the Nine Pyloric Gate, why do you have to put him to death?" ”

Lan chuckled. "Your father has been the master of the door for so many years, so he will naturally have minions in the Nine Pyloric Sect. To be on the safe side, I'd better kill him, and the province has a lot of nights—"

"You wicked woman!" The Lord of Bian'an County rebuked hoarsely.

Viciousness?

A contemptuous smile tugged at the corner of Lan's mouth.

If she hadn't been vicious, how could she have achieved what she is today? If she were not vicious, would those who wanted to trample her under their feet be merciful?

From the moment she was born, her father and mother would despise her so much because she was a woman. Even, even the subordinates of the Lan Mansion dared to bully her casually! In the years that she has been wandering alone, she has experienced the faces of the world, tasted the warmth and coldness of the world, and the world is hot and cold.

Now, how can you say that she is vicious?

"Am I vicious? That's right. I also found out about your brother Ziyu's whereabouts by threatening the imperial doctor, and I also sent my men to hunt him down! ”

The assassination of Gongzi Yu was arranged by Lan Qingyan, the master of the Nine Pyloric Sect. By threatening the imperial doctor, she not only knew Gongzi Yu's whereabouts, but also learned the fact that Ni Wuyin was still alive.

The county lord of Bian'an suddenly turned around and wanted to go to Chaoyang Palace to report to Emperor Yan about Lan Qingyan's murder of his father. She ran to the temple gate only to find that it had already been firmly locked.

Lan Qingyan watched her every move from behind her and couldn't help but laugh. "Since Madame Ben can let you see me, she won't let you out alive. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a matter of authority? ”

Lord Bian'an's eyes widened and he turned around suddenly. "What are you going to do?"

Lan covered his mouth and smiled, and approached the county lord of Bian'an step by step.

Do?

Lan Qingyan took out a short knife. "Lord Bian'an, as your father's daughter, you don't even know how to learn——"

The county lord of Bian'an hurriedly retreated, but Lan Qingyan pressed forward step by step.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, I wanted to let you go. But you don't know what to do, and you're so high-"

Today, the lord of Bian'an is certain to die. If Lan Qingyan let her go, wouldn't she wait for her identity to be exposed?

The county lord of Bian'an finally retreated to the corner, and there was no way back.

Lan Qingyan, as the master of the Nine Pyloric Sect, is almost the pinnacle of martial arts in the world. It is easy to deal with a mere Bian'an county lord who does not learn and has no skills.

Lan grabbed her and plunged the short knife into her chest.

Blood flowed from the mouth of the county lord of Bian'an and fell into a pool of blood.

Lan Qingyan, you killed Daddy!

The county lord of Bian'an struggled to his feet, trying to catch Lan Qingyan. But as soon as she got up, she fell down again. Lan Qingyan just stood in front of her, without the slightest intention of dodging.

All those who despise me will not die well!

Lan Qingyan suddenly squatted down and looked into the eyes of the county lord of Bian'an. "Bian'an, Mrs. Ben also wants to thank you. Soon, you'll be able to do me a big favor. ”

Tears of resentment flowed from the eyes of the county lord of Bian'an, and he glared at her hatefully.

"You don't have to. This is not only to help Mrs. Ben, but also to yourself. Lan Qingyan believed that the county lord of Bian'an would definitely agree to his request.

"Your beloved brother Ziyu, but you don't know what to do with that who is silent—"

The county lord of Bian'an just kept gritting his teeth and glaring at her. After Lan Qingyan finished speaking, he walked out of the hall with a smile. She believed that the county lord of Bian'an had understood what she meant.

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