"Young Master Lan, it's summer." The ugly general's robe wrapped in weekdays was hung on the shelf, and he held a plate of washed cherries in his hand, which were full and smooth.

"Their training is over for today?" Lan Yao picked up a cherry and poked it into her lips, and in an instant the bright red juice stained her lips crimson.

"Well, they are familiar with "Cheng Xuan's Art of War" today, especially the allusions to the soldiers you commanded not to tire of deception and beauty schemes, I told them three times." Ugly has become accustomed to such tedious and boring days every day.

They had been on the eighth floor for almost a year, and they were still calm, as if they had never waited endlessly. If others had lost their temperament and left this pagoda, but Lan Gongzi had just been on the bar with him, not only did he not leave, but he lived comfortably inside.

After the lantern was released that night, it left a burst of charm in everyone's hearts. However, on the second day, Lan Gongzi's first order was ushered in, requiring them to familiarize themselves with all the classics of this world, and attend classes on time every day, without absence.

Lan Yao has been in tears since he saw that day when he was deceived by these pediatric things, and he was determined to change their cognition.

So she went to the ring to look for it several times, and finally took out more than 100 classics in a pile of bloody novels, and every once in a while, she took out one and asked Chou to take them to study hard.

"Okay, very good, let's go boating together today." Lan Yao nodded with satisfaction, since they worked so hard, they had to give some rewards, right?

"Rafting?" Ever since she followed Lan Gongzi, she knew that this person had endless ideas in her head, and she could do things that she could do with spiritual power, and most of them chose to do it herself to increase the fun.

In the past nearly a year, they followed Lan Gongzi to climb the snow-capped mountains with their bare hands, watch the sunrise on the beach, build tree houses in the forest, soak in hot springs in the snow, compete in horseback riding, fly chess competitions, and air hot air balloons······

The relationship between Seventy-two Jun and Lan Gongzi is also getting deeper and deeper, of course, most of them are grateful, except for one person.

Lan Gongzi has seven exquisite hearts, how can he not know these? She just can't see it.

"Well, rafting, go and prepare thirty-two boats, and we'll go to the top of the mountain." Lan Yao's eyes were glowing with flowing color, as if she could attract people's souls, she stood up and stepped out of the chamber first.

Chou already knew that Lan Gongzi's thinking was jumping, and he didn't hesitate to start preparing.

However, in the time of a stick of incense, Lan Yao had already led all the beautiful men to stand at a stream on the top, where the stream was turbulent, and the cold water beads rolled and jumped out, wetting everyone's robes.

"There are two people in a boat, and everyone remembers to hold on to the hull for a while, so as not to be embarrassed if the current is too strong and thrown out." Lan Yao said as he took the lead in getting into a boat, which was fastened to the bank of the river by a rope so that it did not float down the current.

"Young Master Lan, what kind of trick is this?" Idiot asked on the shore, he was already lively, and he had grown a lot of knowledge with Lan Yao, and now he saw this kind of formation, and his heart was eager to try.

"This is drifting, who will take this boat with me?" Lan Yao asked softly, but those eyes looked ugly, and now the ugly has become her housekeeper, basically going in and out with her.

But as soon as he saw the ugly body retreat, a man dressed in navy blue walked out of the crowd.

That person is very beautiful, but the beauty is not thrilling, but the beauty of the long stream.

His body was thin and thin, as if the wind had blown away, his eyes were filled with perennial mist, a tear mole in the corner of his eyes made him even weaker, his long hair was pulled up with a crown of purple gold, a few strands of hair brushed his collarbone, and the affection flowing in his eyes was clearly visible.

Lan Yao's eyes were like torches, and he looked at the ugly who retreated to the side, but saw the ugly hanging his head weakly, and he didn't dare to look at her.

Ugly is helpless, they are all picture scrolls, and naturally pity each other. And that person's admiration for Lan Yao was seen by everyone, so he would rather be scolded by Lan Gongzi than give him this opportunity, and it was easier for the two of them to talk about it.

was originally comfortable drifting, Lan Yao only cared about holding on to the hull of the boat with her hands, and couldn't say a word from her mouth.

She pretended not to see the burning gaze coming from the other side, she stared at her eyes, and sighed in her heart, this reward, I am afraid that I will go around it. However, the constant sound of laughter and slapstick behind him slightly eased the awkward atmosphere.

"Lan Gongzi." The soft, weak voice was his voice.

"Xi, what's the matter?" Lan Yao paused for a moment before asking.

"It's nothing, but I don't know why Mr. Lan is with me, and he doesn't feel free to be with the ugly." Xi's voice was a little hoarse, and the eyes that should have been bright became dim and irrelevant, and he sighed faintly.

"And what do you think is the reason?" Lan Yao finally raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him.

"Lan Gongzi, does my mind make you feel distressed?" Xi plucked up the courage and said the true doubts in his heart, and if he continued to hide it like this, it would be him who would be uncomfortable.

"No, but it will distress you, and I can't respond to any of your emotions." Lan Yao is indifferent, and this kind of thing naturally won't make her have any fluctuations, but she understands that some people's bellies are black, and Xi is just a picture scroll, so it will definitely not be easy for her to have a picture.

"Is it because I'm just a painting?" Xi's lips trembled slightly, and a pair of slender hands tightly grasped the hull, and his fingertips turned white.

The hull of the ship ripples with the blue waves, undulating constantly. Fortunately, the two of them caught it firmly and were not thrown out of the boat.

"Yes and no." Lan Yao sighed, her narrow phoenix eyes looked at him like water, and then slowly spoke: "Because you are a picture scroll, you have never seen other women, and your heart is probably because of illusion." If you have seen thousands of beauties in this world, I believe you will find the one who truly belongs to you. ”

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After a long silence, Xi's shell-white teeth bit his lower lip, and the grievances in his eyes were clearly visible.

Finally, seeing that the rafting was about to end, he spoke: "Young Master Lan, can I have a request?" ”

That night, Lan Yao squinted at the hatred with his head hanging down and holding a ring ruler in his hand.

He came to admit his mistake, after all, if he hadn't hated to back down, he wouldn't have made it so embarrassing.

It is said that since Xi got off the boat, he went back to the wing room and closed his door, and even his favorite dinner party on weekdays, he did not show up.

"I don't want to hit you, you punish yourself three times." Lan Yao said weakly, her thoughts drifting away and absent-minded.

I hated not being sloppy, and I really hit my palm three times, and after a while, one or two blood beads slipped from my palm.

His face turned pale for a while, but he rolled up his palms and hid behind him, not letting Lan Yao see it.

"Xi made a request to me." Lan Yao brushed the folds of his robe, as if he wanted to smooth out the boredom in his heart.

"What kind of request did he say, so upsetting Childe." Doubts flashed in his dark eyes.

"He said, "When we get out of the eighth floor, let him go."

This is Lan Yao's promise, if the seventy-two monarchs want to leave, she will naturally let them go, but she didn't expect that the first person to make such a request would be Xi.

"Did he say that?" The hateful eyes froze, and the light ignited the entire pupil, and then turned deep again.

Even if he wants to leave in style, but there is no place he wants to go in this big world, it is better to stay by Lan Gongzi's side, be her right-hand man, and be happy.

"Well, I did."

Lan Yao clearly remembered that the moment she agreed, the man who was supposed to be wanton became dull, and his body looked even thinner. She didn't know if what she was doing was right or wrong.

"Xi's ability is ever-changing, he will not be in danger outside, please don't worry about Lan Gongzi." Hate is a picture scroll, and of course he also knows the abilities that other picture scrolls have. He wanted Lan Gongzi to be so troubled, most of the reason was self-blame, he was afraid that the tide would fall outside and suffer from illness.

"That's good, by the way, do you have an eyebrow for the thing I asked you to investigate?" After a while, she will no longer pursue this matter, and the most important thing now is how to get out of this eighth layer. After all, the sect exchange conference is about to begin, and if she can't attend as the head of the sect, the entire sect will be ridiculed.

Sure enough, as Lan Gongzi expected, since the beginning of summer, there has not been a drop of rain for two whole months. Most of the farmers' fields are thirsty, and even the seedlings planted in the spring have been killed by drought. Hate said happily, seeing that Lan Gongzi had always been confident, he knew that she had always known where the breakthrough of the test was.

"Yes, wait." She must wait for a suitable opportunity to deal with this matter, instead of rashly telling the farmers that she can call for wind and rain, please don't worry. She's here to get out of the eighth layer, not to play the role of a savior.

Sure enough, this opportunity came quickly.

Before dawn on the second day, several farmers knocked on the gate of Lanyao City.

"Young Master Lan, what should I do?" Hate to wait for Lan Yao's order, whether these people will be let in or not.

"Let them come here to me." Lan Yao propped his head with his palms and said leisurely.

After a while, Hate took the farmer into Lan Yao's wing.

"Girl, you want to save us!" An older man knelt on the ground with teary eyes, and the people who followed him also knelt down.

"Uncle, you get up first." Lan Yao's eyes rolled, and he immediately helped the old man up, carried him into his seat, and a cup of good tea was placed in front of him.

"Girl, I can't afford to wait, I just ask you to save our lives!" The old man didn't dare to drink tea, the tea was fragrant, and he knew that it was expensive when he smelled it, and he couldn't afford it.

"What did Uncle say?" Lan Yao said casually, and there was nothing wrong with what she expected, this eighth layer first tested her patience, and now I am afraid that it will test her intelligence.

"We all know that you have the ability, girl, to be able to build such a big city in this barren place, the old man really admires it from the bottom of my heart. Girl, you must be a master in the world, and I have never dared to nag the girl, just for fear of upsetting you.

"But, we're really desperate to come looking for a girl! The high temperature for several days, and the water does not drop, has caused the crops in our fields to die, if we do not take measures, how to survive the winter! ”

The old man said that tears were like rain, and his pitiful appearance made a trace of pity pass through his eyes.