Song Qinglai was really crazy, and tens of thousands of sword qi came out vigorously.

Its power slammed the world, and when the electric light flickered, Jaw Tian was also in a trance.

Who does Song Qinglai think she is?

This sword is very long, so Jaw Tian can stand steadily.

However, it is very fast, and even though it flies very high, it feels very bumpy in the jaw sky.

It's not a bump, it's flying all over the mountains!

Her sanity was very confused, because the wind and rain were chaotic.

It was a symphony, but she was almost ruined at this moment.

Desperate, just find some trails to follow.

The voice was sharp, piercing the sky, this sword, since it was a sword, was going to fly fast, but Song Qinglai controlled it like a beast.

It flies like a fish in water.

However, he was surprised to see Jawtian.

It climbs and spins, and it can turn its body over.

In the end, Song Qinglai couldn't help it, he could only slow down and stabilize his body.

The air was pierced, a sound flew by, and an illusion vanished in an instant.

The clouds became messy, but the maiden was like a man at the helm.

"Hurry up, Wen Maran turned right at this turn."

"Slow down, she's in a city."

"No, she's going to the mountains......"

Anyway, it's just one word - chaos.

Song Qing came to obey his words, but why didn't he talk about this sword?

Listen to your voice and make decisions accordingly.

Wen Maranlan was still a little rusty at the moment because of her sword, and the more she ran, the slower she became.

But she's already at her destination, but the two are still some way away.

"It's a grass house, have you found it?"

She casually mentioned it, and saw Wen Maran stop the sword and walk down.

That's right.

"She, how can she live in such a humble place?"

The environment here is very good, there is a small stream that diffuses water vapor.

On weekdays, there is an extra breeze, and there is also a fragrance, which is the smell of flowers.

Although the environment is very good, the place where Wen Maran lives is very simple.

How did she endure it for countless years?

"I'm so distressed, Wen Maran didn't tell me."

It's a humble room.

The roof of the grass house was almost covered with a layer of thatch, which had broken and some of them had some plants growing on them.

This......

But nowadays, the grass house has a long history.

If the wind and waves are generated, won't the higher ones hang on the treetops, and the lower ones will float to the sinking ponds.

Jaw Tian was stunned by this kind of thing, she didn't say anything, but showed a smile.

"Hurry up, Wen Maran is worried about her brother, I'm afraid she is in danger."

Suddenly, the sword was already slammed into the ground.

"I'm afraid it's too late."

Song Qinglai can only explain it like this.

He was a little scared now, afraid that something would happen to the girl.

But he knew that Ling Yishu already had someone he liked, so he didn't have to worry.

--

"Brother!"

That voice came out, and the scene of mystery and mystery had already appeared.

"Ahh Don't die, really, I'm afraid ......"

Sure enough, what appeared in front of Wen Maran's eyes was the bloody scene she saw.

She is not squeamish, but misses her brother for no reason.

How did he become like this?

"Hmm, hmm, hold on a little longer, I'll save you!"

She pounced without hesitation, her eyebrows and eyes were full of sincerity.

"Don't die, okay? Don't die. ”

She only found out that it was her brother.

Sure enough, just like just now, his body was already scarred.

Blood trickled down.

Wen Xu was still carrying a fan, but now he had closed his eyes.

The fan was useless and was buried in the pieces.

The splinters were surging and were the remains of tables and chairs.

There was nothing but a mess here.

On the ground, there was only a mess of debris.

There are wooden blocks, there are clods of earth, and there are some things.

The house is small, but it has a lot of organs.

There is a kitchen, and there is a table.

Some of these things, now unrecognizable, have been weathered and destroyed!

"Am I dreaming?"

For the first time, she was bewildered by such a blow.

I was convinced for a while, but I was already sobbing and crying.

"Brother?"

She could only move forward step by step, with difficulty, and rushed towards her brother.

One step at a time, like the road to death!

"Maruran!"

Suddenly, a door opened, so there was an extra sound.

"Who?"

Song Qinglai just asked, and now he is lonely.

"Why don't you ignore me? Maruran? ”

After he tried to call out to Wen Maran for a few words, she just wouldn't answer.

The body was very dull here, and he held the young man's hand and cried profusely.

"Impossible, impossible, bad luck works, how can he die!"

It's as if my heart is frozen and broken, and this world is too cold.

"I want you to open your eyes and look at me, I want to be gentle, but you don't give me such warmth."

"She's a little uncomfortable, don't bother her."

It might be better for her to be alone.

"He's ...... He's dead? ”

Song Qinglai asked incredulously.

In front of him was a dilapidated house.

Overhead was a layer of straw, broken beyond imagination.

And there is no possibility of rain, what will happen on a rainy day here.

The thatch on the top of his head also fell vertically, and after many years, Wen Maran could almost hang himself.

There is a hanging "white silk" here.

Because of the prosperity of this thing, the aroma of plants has spread to the bottom of my heart.

"Wen Maran, I'll help you ......"

Song Qinglai's heart ached, and he thought of this.

"Isn't she going to be warm?"

Only...... Just give it to her.

How nice that is.

He couldn't help but walk up and put a hand on her.

Whispering, the voice came suddenly.

"No...... No! I don't want it, I want my brother to ......"

Wen Maran was suddenly like a coquettish little beast, but he was still extremely helpless.

Her voice seemed to be a struggling hope, but now she didn't know how much more uncomfortable it was.

"Really, I'm really--no-don't...... You. ”

She didn't mean to talk like this, but because of the sobbing, she was so uncomfortable that she died, and her voice was hoarse.

"Woo" sound.

Her shoulder was bruised, revealing a piece of flesh, bloody.

"Be careful, I'll help you coax her, okay......"

Jaws were a little depressed.

Sure enough, Wen Maran has an older brother.

Her sadness, her sadness.

Now she is crying, it is fate that has caused her transformation.

All the time, Wen Maran Lan is not worried about her brother?

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