"Stop...... Don't hurt Sister Yu Chun...... Who are you...... Who is it...... Who the hell is ......" Yan Lan, who was about to recover, was still in the headless and tailless catastrophe before he fell into a coma.

"Hey, big brother, wake up!" Ziyi felt Yan Lan's vitality and knew that he was fine, but his consciousness was not fully awake, so he gently pushed Yan Lan's shoulder with his hand.

"Hmm!" Yan Lan felt that someone was pushing and shaking herself, her consciousness was slightly clear, she no longer babbled nonsense, but groaned and opened her eyes slightly.

Finally, his eyes opened a thin slit, and only the sky came into view. The glow of the late afternoon wasn't too strong, and his eyes didn't feel much of a sting.

Yan Lan felt that her head was still a little dizzy, but her body was relieved, there was no pressure from the mud and stones, and she was already lying comfortably on the ground.

Inside, there was a comforting burning sensation that seemed to repair his damaged meridians and nourish his parched body.

After sorting out his messy thoughts, Yan Lan finally opened his eyes completely, he turned his head, and saw a girl in purple squatting on the right side of his body, with red lips and a smile, thin eyebrows and a moist nose, especially those watery eyes, as if they were inlaid with the purest crystal in the world.

"Did she save me?" Yan Lan's heart warmed, she didn't expect that she was in a desperate situation, her life was hanging by a thread, and she could still be saved, and it was such a lovely girl who saved herself.

"Thank you for saving me!" Yan Lan tried to move, and found that her body was no longer as stinging as it was at the beginning, so she tried to get up and sit up, wanting to give a gift of thanks.

"Don't move, you haven't healed yet, lie down well!" Ziyi gently pressed her hand on Yan Lan's chest, letting him lie down slowly.

Yan Lan felt the girlish fragrance on her chest, and her face was faintly hot. It was the first time he had been so close to a girl other than Ling Yu.

"The great grace of saving lives will always be remembered in my heart. Yan Lan turned his head and said seriously, intending to hide his embarrassment.

Ziyi smiled and said, "You, thank my father if you want to thank him, if he didn't have the Heavenly Spirit Pill, I just wanted to save you, and I couldn't save it." The Returning Heaven Spirit Pill is my father's most precious treasure, but it can be exchanged for your life, and it is worth it. ”

Ziyi raised her slender eyebrows, and a sense of pride and accomplishment couldn't help but leak from her heart. The girl has no scheming, everything is undisguised from the heart. has such a powerful father, and successfully saves the person in front of her, how can she not be happy?

Yan Lan turned sideways slightly, followed the direction Ziyi was looking, and saw a middle-aged man standing proudly, so he propped up his body slightly, and said sincerely: "Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue, the juniors will remember it in their hearts, and they will do their best to repay ...... in the future."

"This son has a neutral breath and a gentle temperament, not like an evil man. The middle-aged man's gaze changed from elite to gentle, and he nodded and smiled, "Hahaha...... If I want to thank Xie Ziyi, this little girl, if she hadn't said good things for you, I might have hesitated for a long time before I could make a decision. ”

"Daddy. Ziyi's face was slightly red, and she deliberately raised her voice, "Daddy hasn't always taught that the Tao can kill people and save people, and the difference between life and death is all in the hearts of people." I like the way of salvation, but I don't like the way of killing. Big brother, what kind of Tao do you like?"

"The way to save people, the way to kill?" Yan Lan was stunned when he heard this, his eyes flickered, revealing a trace of confusion, "If you have to kill people to save people, and if you kill people to save people, what is the difference between the way of saving people and the way of killing people?"

Suddenly, some thoughts flashed through Yan Lan's mind, looking at the innocent and kind girl in front of him, and perceiving her soft gaze, an inexplicable warmth rose in his heart, and this warmth gradually smoothed out the fluctuations in his heart.

"In the face of evil, I choose the way to kill, and in the face of good, I choose the way to save life. Speaking of the way of killing, Yan Lan's eyes flashed with a rare light.

After a pause, Yan Lan sighed, like an old man who had insight into the world, and said in a leisurely voice: "However, sometimes, maybe you can choose what you like instead of what you like." ”

Immediately, Yan Lan smiled again, with a hint of depth in her eyes, and a trace of imperceptible loneliness and melancholy. He couldn't bring the hatred hidden in his heart to this innocent little girl in front of him.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he nodded slightly, revealing an approving gaze.

"Oh. Ziyi frowned thoughtfully, then frowned, and said: "Big brother, my name is Ziyi, I am eleven years old this year, that's my Duyang father, what is your name, how old is this year?"

Ziyi's curiosity was still so strong, and she asked directly.

At this time, Yan Lan felt that his body was full of vitality, the pain had disappeared, and there was no big problem, and he said secretly: "This time the Heavenly Spirit Pill is really effective, just now I am like a dying person, and now I have returned to normal." It's a pity that although this pill saves lives if there is divine help, it is not a panacea after all, the yuan spirit in the dantian is damaged and dissipated, and the spiritual root is destroyed, which cannot be restored by this medicine pill. ”

Thinking of this, Yan Lan was a little gloomy, and when she heard Ziyi ask, the soft words immediately drove away a lot of melancholy in her heart, and immediately replied: "I am fourteen years old and my name is Yan Lan. ”

Ziyi giggled, the corners of her eyebrows rose, and said, "Hehe, Daddy always calls me Yi'er, then I will call you Brother Lan'er in the future!"

"Brother Lan'er?" Yan Lan groaned softly, and remembered his father who always called him Lan'er, and Ling Yu, who always liked to call him Xiaolan's younger brother with a smile.

With a gloomy sigh, Yan Lan raised his eyes, looked at Ziyi, who was bright-eyed, tried his best to suppress all his thoughts, nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, if you like it." ”

Immediately, Yan Lan smiled faintly and said softly, "Then I call you Sister Yi'er?"

"Well, okay. Ziyi nodded, tilted her head and agreed. Then, the smile changed to curiosity.

"My father and I are going east to Tiangang Gate at the top of Wuyuan Mountain, where it is said that the gods live and everyone will fly to the sky. Where are you from, how did you end up here, and ......" Ziyi asked more curiously, pointing to the huge pit beside her.

Yan Lan smiled bitterly when she heard this, and said with some sadness in her eyes: "I live in a far, far away place. He looked up at the sky, the loneliness in his eyes was like the darkness in the deep sea, cold and unpredictable, "I was killed by a mysterious strong man and smashed down from the sky." ”

"Oh, it's dangerous!"

Ziyi opened her mouth slightly and exclaimed. Seeing that Yan Lan didn't want to tell her where she came from, she didn't ask anymore, raised her head to look up at the sky, and exclaimed: "Brother Lan'er, you fell from such a high place and smashed such a big hole, you are actually fine, are you also a flying immortal?"

Yan Lan felt more and more that the little girl in front of her was pure and kind, and she had no scheming, although she asked about the pain in her heart, she did not have the slightest reproach, and said slightly bitterly: "I used to be able to fly, but now I can only walk on two legs." Can you fly?" he asked rhetorically.

Zi Yi's eyes blinked, and he said, "My cultivation is shallow, and I can only use a simple levitation technique." But my dad can fly, and his dad is amazing!"

Ziyi looked at the middle-aged man with a look of adoration, since she was a child, the middle-aged man has always taken care of her and protected her, so in her heart, the middle-aged man is like a god-like existence.

The middle-aged man looked at the two children in front of him with a smile on his face, without interjecting or interrupting.

Two children, a boy and a girl, on the flat ground, the breeze is blowing, and the sun in the western sky is warm and warm.

"How many years, I have been hovering between life and death, this moment of tranquility is really enjoyable!" The middle-aged man faced this situation, he who had been struggling with the killing, raised the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, and tried his best to enjoy this rare calm.

Calm, indeed, is rare, but it is also short-lived and urgent.

At this moment, a trace of abnormal movement came from the distant horizon.

"Don't speak. The middle-aged man's expression suddenly froze, and he shouted in a deep voice, and at the same time strode forward, leaning over and pressing down Yan Lan and Ziyi. With a wave of his hand, the figures of the three disappeared in place.

Ziyi was taken aback by this sudden cold drink, and immediately didn't dare to speak.

Although Yan Lan lost all her spiritual power, she instinctively felt a hint of crisis surging into her heart, so she had to quietly bend down, hold her breath, and try her best to sense the changes around her.