No matter how loudly Lan Zijin prayed and how desperate he was, the fan still didn't react at all!

She shouted and threw the fan aside, crying silently. "What should I do? What can be done to salvage the situation! Don't be like this, it's not good! God! Save him, I'm willing to trade my life for it! ”

Despair struck, and the dark shadows that had gathered into demons around her were still around her, smiling evilly.

Lan Zijin looked at them angrily and yelled, "Get out!" Get out of here! With that, the surrounding demons turned into black smoke and disappeared.

I only heard Lan Zijin muttering to himself again: "No! Wrong! After that, he stood up again and hurriedly ran to pick up the fan, saying, "No! The spell is wrong! ”

After saying that, she tried to remember what she had said at the time, and the spell that was triggered.

But her mind was in turmoil, she only remembered that she said the poem, and subconsciously she thought that the poem was a spell. Now that I think about it, no, that poem is not! What was said? What was said at the time!

But the more anxious she was, the more she couldn't remember, she stretched out her hand and slapped herself violently, but she still couldn't remember.

She crouched down and hugged her head, trying to regain her composure, and said to herself, "What did I say at that time? Then! At that time, the demon was chasing me and wanted to return to my body, I was scared, and the fan protected me when it rushed over! It was the fan that protected me! Ruoqing, the senior brother said that the fan is called Ruoqing. What I said then! Whining...... What did I say then? I said at the time, "Senior brother, did you protect me?" I remember that you always said that without a cold bone, how can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms. Wrong! Not that! What else? I must have said something else! ”

Tears, rain, mixed together.

Lan Zijin suddenly remembered, and said to the fan: "Senior brother, Jin'er misses you so much." Brother! ”

There was finally a response from there, and Bank of China Mu said, "Jin'er, have you taken back your demonic nature?" ”

"Senior brother!" Lan Zijin cried, hearing the voice of Bank of China Mu Ting, she didn't know whether she was excited or aggrieved.

"Jin'er, what's wrong?" Zhongxing Mu heard that her tone was wrong and asked.

"Senior brother! Save Dongfang Luoyu, he was hit by an arrow, less than three inches from his heart, and he lost a lot of blood, senior brother, save him! ”

"The order of Emperor Dongfang Luoyu should not be extinguished, you go and check his injuries." Although Bank of China Mu Qian didn't know why Lan Zijin was with Dongfang Luoyu, he heard her worry from Lan Zijin's tone.

"I don't dare go." Lan Zijin cried and said, she couldn't cry at this time.

"What are you afraid of?" Bank of China asked.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid of him...... He's going to die. I didn't dare to look at it. I don't want him to die! Senior brother, Jin'er doesn't want him to die! ”

"Jin'er, calm down! Calm down, Dongfang Luoyu won't die, believe me, go take a look and tell me about his injuries. ”

Hearing what Mu Tian said, Lan Zijin stood up and turned back slowly.

She didn't know that Dongfang Luoyu had been staring at her, and she was now, as if waiting for her to pass.

Lan Zijin walked over, Dongfang Luoyu looked at her with a sad face, and smiled at her, that smile was so pale and weak, he slowly raised his hand and motioned for Lan Zijin to squat down.

Lan Zijin squatted down, Dongfang Luoyu held her hand and said, "Zijin, don't worry about me, I'm fine." ”

Lan Zijin didn't answer him, took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, looked at Duanmu Han, and asked, "Duanmu, how is Dongfang Luoyu's injury?" ”

Duanmu Han lowered his head a little helplessly and said: "My lord, although he protected his heart and his subordinates used to stop bleeding, the arrow wound was too close to the heart, and it still bled nonstop." ”

"Senior brother, did you hear that? Now what? ”

Everyone is puzzled, senior brother? Who is it? Who is Lan Zijin talking to?

I only heard the voice of Zhongxing Mu from the other end of the fan, and he asked, "Zijin." You're going to save him at all costs, right? ”

"Hmm."

A simple one-word reply, BOC Mu listened to her decision.

"Well, do you remember, Lan Weicao?"

"Lanwei grass? The one I accidentally ate as a child? ”

Lan Zijin remembered that when he was a child on Taisheng Mountain, he raised a very beautiful grass in the master's yard, and a blue fruit bore under the leaves, and the fruit was picked and eaten by Lan Zijin before it was ripe. After eating the fruit, Lan Zijin fell seriously ill for three months. When the symptoms attacked, the whole person felt like falling into an ice cellar, and the bones were piercing.

And several oriental soldiers on the side were dumbfounded, they didn't expect that there would be a sound from the other end of this fan, thinking that this Lan Zijin must be an extraordinary character.

"Great, the lord is saved!" One of the soldiers shouted.

"Blue Maiden! Lord, he! Another soldier asked eagerly.

"Don't make a noise!" Duanmu Han shouted loudly, even he didn't know that Lan Zijin had such divine power. The scene just now was shocking. But with Duanmu Han's years of experience in martial arts, he knew that Lan Zijin couldn't completely control his strength and that treacherous swordsmanship. However, he has followed Dongfang Luoyu for many years and knows what to say and which questions to ask, and for Lan Zijin, the lord doesn't mention it, and he can't ask too much.

"Senior brother, what are you talking about, that fruit?" Lan Zijin asked at the fan.

"Yes, the fruit of Lanwei grass has a miraculous effect, especially when the fruit is not ripe, the power is too domineering, you have also experienced it. Do you see if the blue mark between your left index and middle fingers is still there? ”

After the Bank of China finished speaking, Lan Zijin opened his five fingers, looked carefully at the gap between his index finger and middle finger, and replied: "It's still there, but the color has become lighter." ”

"It doesn't matter, Lan Weiguo's effective period is ten years, as long as it is still there, Dongfangjun will be saved!"

"Senior brother! What should I do! Lan Zijin hurriedly asked.

"Transfer. The term is the forty-seventh paragraph of the Holy Decision, do you remember? ”

"Holy Decision Forty-Seventh. The truth of silence, the glory of the fire? ”

"That's right. That's it. Bank of China Mu Tian replied with a slight hesitation.

"Senior brother, if you transfer Lan Weiguo's energy to Dongfang Luoyu, will he be saved?"

"That's right, it's just ......"

"But what? Senior brother, don't spit out! Luo Yu, he's dying! ”

"It's just that Lan Wei Guo protects your spirit, although you have fallen into evil now, but Lan Wei Guo's power can also protect your soul from being swallowed by demons. If you transfer Ranvigo to him, there is no hope of turning back. ”

"Senior brother, I have made up my mind, since I can save him by doing this, I will not hesitate, whether it is a saint or an evil man, I don't care."