Walking into the house, Lan Yan looked around, and found that the internal structure was even more strange, entering the door was a rectangular wooden bed, scattered around the bed with some dark blue curtains, and a red lacquer carved square table in front of the bed, on which there was a dim candle lamp and a few books, as well as a set of celadon tea sets. On the right side of the room was a round window, quite delicately made, and to the left was a stage-like open space, with iron gossip hanging on the wall, and on the ground sat a gray-haired woman, whose hair was completely white, but still looked like she was twenty-five or sixteen years old.

Lan Yan thought to herself, it must be her who spoke to me just now, so she stepped forward and saluted politely, "Hello senior." ”

The woman squinted her eyes slightly and glanced at Lan Yan, the corners of her mouth were slightly purple, she gently patted the wrinkles on her black gauze clothes, stood up, and floated a sentence: "Sit." ”

Blue Smoke nodded, walked to the right of the red lacquer table, and sat down slowly.

"What's your name?" The woman asked Blue Smoke while making tea.

"My surname is Fu, and my name is Lanyan. What do you call your predecessors? ”

The white-haired woman raised her eyes and looked at Lan Yan: "It's okay if you call me Iris, you little girl, this name is a bit interesting, Lantian is warm and jade is smoking, but is there jade?" ”

Lan Yan was slightly stunned, and was secretly shocked in his heart: he didn't know that his name had this meaning before. After a pause, Lan Yan replied, "Yes." ”

Seeing Lan Yan's expression, Iris was a little jealous, so he understood that Lan Yan's jade was not extraordinary, so he sneered: "I have long seen that you are not an ordinary person, you don't have to mind me too much, I am not so interested in your jade." ”

Lan Yan breathed a sigh of relief, took the tea, and asked again, "What do you mean by those words you said to me just now?" ”

Iris slowly took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Didn't you guess it a long time ago?" What else do you want to ask me? ”

Lan Yan said: "How can you not know what I am going to ask? Iris senior, you say that you hate the lord of heaven and earth, but I always feel that you are pointing at Sang and scolding Huai? ”

Iris laughed and said, "Hahaha, you're interesting, who am I pointing at, and who am I scolding?" You are not small, the landlord of heaven and earth, and let you, the little girl who has not dried up, point at and scold, and when the time comes, it will reach his ears, I am afraid that it will be inappropriate. ”

"How would he know? It's just a conversation between you and me, but I'm afraid that a third person won't be able to listen to it? Lan Yan asked rhetorically.

Iris looked at the young girl in front of her, and only felt that she was extraordinary, and her calm and relaxed appearance was so similar to the person in her heart, so she couldn't help asking: "I am very familiar with your kung fu moves, can you tell me, who is the respected teacher?" ”

Lan Yan froze, thinking to himself, the old man Xuankong is also a member of the Immortal Clan, if he says it, if he is like the woman in purple last time, how can it be good? It's better to probe her tone first: "I can tell you the name of the family teacher, but I want to know why you hate that immortal column so much?" ”

Iris sighed and said: "That being the case, let me tell you, hundreds of years ago, I was also the immortal clan, and the immortal position was to drive the clouds, just because I was withdrawn by nature, and I didn't want to be restrained, and then I secretly looked at the thousand-year-old history of the immortal clan, only to find that the so-called immortals that mortals yearn for are actually pedantic, blame me for being too impulsive, and went directly to the Lingxiao Treasure Hall to make a fuss, and finally couldn't fight, and was imprisoned in the Xian Immortal Tower for five hundred years......" Speaking of this, Iris paused, glanced at Lan Yan, and only felt that her temperament was really like that person, So I couldn't help but continue: "I once loved such a person deeply, he often came to visit me during the five hundred years I was imprisoned in the tower, and told me the story of his travels in the world, five hundred years passed quickly, and when I came out, he was never seen again, I thought, he may be playing in the world, and it will be good to wait for a while, but then what I waited for was his death, and the old man of the Emperor of Heaven said that the immortals should not be moved by vulgar thoughts, so he sent heavenly soldiers and generals to chase and kill him all the way, until he fell down to the ordinary road, and I was sad and indignant, also came to this mortal world......" Speaking of this, Iris hid his face and cried bitterly, Lan Yan guessed in his heart that it was Xuankong who was right, no wonder he was scarred when he met him at that time, no wonder he pretended to be crazy on the surface like a beggar old man, it was originally to hide from this heavenly general, but later he was still found out, so wouldn't he go back to heaven......

"Oops!" Lan Yan shot up, his eyes staring out the window, "The old man is in danger!" ”

Seeing that Blue Smoke was in such a situation, Iris took her hand and asked, "What did you say?" ”

Lan Yan's eyes turned red, and he asked rhetorically, "Iris senior, the person you are talking about is the Cloud Immortal Xuankong Elder?" ”

Iris stood up in surprise and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes! How do you know? How do you know? ”

"He's the teacher."

Iris's body gradually fell back, her eyes widened, and tears continued to flow: "It's him...... It's ...... him."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lan Yan couldn't help but sigh. I thought: There are really a lot of peach blossoms in the old man Xuankong......

"I'm going to him, I'm going to him!" Iris began to walk frantically around the house.

Lan Yan stepped forward to grab her and said, "Senior, if you go to heaven now, aren't you throwing yourself into the net?" ”

After hearing this, Iris laughed wildly and said, "What is self-sting? Do you think I'm going to be scared? It's better to have a good time than to live here hopelessly! Since the Emperor of Heaven wants to take my life, let him take it! ”

"Senpai!" Lan Yan hurriedly stepped forward to stop the iris, who knew that the peach blossoms that Xuan Nei had provoked were all quite hard-tempered, and Lan Yan naturally couldn't stop it, so he had to watch the iris soar in the direction of the western sky.

"Hey, my mother, what's going on?" Lan Yan sighed helplessly, "All of them are bull tempers, are all immortals like this?" Afterwards, Lan Yan sat quietly in the courtyard, waiting for news. After a while, she suddenly thought: This day in the sky, but a year on the ground, it doesn't matter if the iris leaves, I still can't get out of this courtyard, if this old-timer really dies in heaven, then why shouldn't I wait for death in this courtyard?

Thinking of this, Lan Yan couldn't sit still anymore and began to look for a way out in the courtyard. Before turning to the Silver Palace, Lan Yan was a little puzzled: "This Lingxiao Treasure Hall is her most painful thing, why should she build it?" "When you walk in, there are fairy sculptures carved with ink or white jade.

Sure enough, the immortals are all thieves and rich.

Above the main hall, there is an old man carved by Mo Cui, who looks like he is fifty years old, smiling and majestic, but his face is not a kind person, and his eyebrows and eyes reveal a little calculation, just like this black darkness, there are some good-looking immortals around him, and the ones sitting below are probably a group of immortals, so the fifty-year-old man sitting above is the Emperor of Heaven. But strangely, there is no gennai in it, and there is no iris.

"I forgot to ask my seniors if they knew my biological father, alas," Lan Yan sighed, looking and walking, "I don't know what my father is like." ”

- At the same time, outside the city of Lanzhou

"Lord Wang, there are indeed many Liao army garrisons found here." A man in black knelt on the ground and said expressionlessly, "Lord Wang, do you want to catch them all?" ”

"No," Zhao Shu sat in the carriage, his brows furrowed, and after a long while, he waved his hand and motioned for the man in black to step back first, "This matter still needs to be discussed in the long run." ”

"Yes!" The man in black bowed back, although he looked calm on the surface, but he began to wonder in his heart: The prince neither ordered to enter the enemy's trenches, nor did he give a clear plan, what does this mean? I've never seen such an absent-minded Zhao Wangye.

Now, Zhao Shu not only remembered the matter of the Liao army, but also remembered the blue smoke who roamed the rivers and lakes alone, lest something happen to her, every time he thought that she might fall into the hands of the wicked, he couldn't sit still, but he also thought that she was a high martial artist and an extraordinary person, so she would not be bullied by ordinary bandits.

"Lord Wang? The prince ......"

"Huh?" Only then did Zhao Shu realize that someone was calling him, "Is there something wrong?" ”

The housekeeper replied with a smile: "Lord Wang, don't blame the old slave for talking too much, if you don't move the chopsticks again, this dish will be cold......

Zhao Shu looked at the exquisite food in front of him, but he had no appetite, and was about to order the housekeeper to withdraw, but the housekeeper came forward to worship and said, "If the prince is really worried about Miss Fu, you can send more people to secretly find and help, you can't get out of this situation......"

Zhao Shu was slightly startled, looked up and saw the housekeeper's smiling face, and couldn't help but feign anger: "You, your eyes are really poisonous." ”

The housekeeper smiled and said: "It's not that the eyes are poisonous, it's that the prince's thoughts are written on his face, and if he is illiterate, he really can't see it." ”

"Speaking of which, it's been a while since Lan Yan left," Zhao Shu said, "I hope she can do well." ”

"Miss Fu Jiren has her own natural appearance, and she will be fine, but it is the prince, you should also worry about worrying about yourself." The housekeeper took out a note from his sleeve and handed it to Zhao Shu.

Zhao Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, took the note, and looked at it seriously for a long time.

"Lord, what do you ......see?" the butler asked tentatively, "do we want to report to the emperor?" ”

"This ......" Zhao Shu tightened his eyebrows and said, "It's still not necessary, that person is the queen mother after all, even if we tell the emperor, what can we do, we still see the opportunity to act, not sloppy." ”

"Lord Wang......" the housekeeper sighed, "Don't blame the old slave for being too talkative, this time, you really can't just forget it, the prince is good-tempered, but you can't blindly humble and not resist." ”

Zhao Shu glanced at the housekeeper, shook his head and said: "I think I am doing a good job, I am not afraid of shadows, they are critical, just come to catch my handle." ”

"But if you really want to kill people, is there less to pick bones in eggs?" The housekeeper bowed to Zhao Shu, and then withdrew, "The old slave retired." ”

Zhao Shu nodded.