On the tree not far from the house, a woman in a black cloak had a line of formation on her hands, a strange light, and a gloomy tone, "This body is really a waste of this good blood." ”

After speaking, another formation was formed, and at the same time, the formation under Su Yunran's body became more complete, her body became crystal transparent, and there was a flow of spiritual power secretly.

A cloud of phantom slowly withdrew from Su Yunran's body, gradually becoming clear and complete.

The woman in the tree smiled weirdly, and her heart was full of joy, "Finally ······"

Before he finished speaking, the formation was a backlash, the front was strangely distorted, wrapped in murderous aura, and the spell in her hand was interrupted, and the woman spit out a mouthful of blood, and her body was a little unstable.

At the same time, Nan Shiyan's jade fan with a murderous aura had already attacked the front door.

The woman hurriedly avoided the vital point, and the jade fan cut a deep wound on her body, and blood sprayed out.

Nan Shiyan squinted, shook his robe, and continued to attack the woman without hesitation.

In the room, Su Yunran, who should have fallen asleep, had already opened his eyes, holding a shrunken formation in his hand, which was the formation formed under Fang Cai, and was trembling slightly at this time, and the light flickered.

Su Yunran's thin lips were hooked, revealing a faint smile, his fingertips lightly crossed, and several formations were formed, which actually deformed the original formation.

I didn't use any skills, and the technique was very rough and direct.

Then, a few more fronts were added, and the formation had completely changed.

Here, Su Yunran is in a very good mood to play, and the situation is not very good for the women outside.

Because of the involvement of the formation, she was seriously injured when she was counterattacking, and she immediately wanted to abandon the formation, but found that the formation was bound, and even with her own connection with the formation, she was also bound, and it was extremely painful.

The woman let out a painful scream, Nan Shiyan's eyes were abrupt, and her spiritual power was majestic, knocking the woman to the ground and directly abolishing her meridians.

Nan Shiyan walked in front of the woman, stretched out his hand, pulled off the hood on the woman's cloak with spiritual power, and couldn't help frowning when he looked at the strange and cold face.

"Who the hell are you?" The woman was in pain and retreated.

"Mr. Yan." Nan Shiyan pursed his lips, his voice was light, and he casually played with the jade fan in his hand.

"No, no." The woman seemed to know something, her tone was full of horror, and she kept shaking her head, "How could such a cultivation appear here." ”

Nan Shiyan sneered, the wind was light, but her voice was a little cold, "Bring you back to Ling'er, she will definitely be very happy." ”

"Wen Mo."

"The subordinates are here." Wen Mo appeared and looked at the woman on the ground suspiciously.

"Carry this woman and go with my son."

Nan Shiyan turned around and said in a light tone.

"Yes." Wen Mo answered, carried the woman, and disappeared with Nan Shiyan.

***

In the room, Su Yunran transferred Su Yun's painting to a low couch, covered it with a thin quilt, and wrapped himself in a white cloak, sitting quietly at the table, holding a round of formation in his palm, and was ······

It's a lot of fun······

The candle flame shook slightly, Nan Shiyan entered the room, came to sit opposite Su Yunran, Wen Mo threw the woman on the ground, bowed to Su Yunran and then retreated silently.

Nan Shiyan looked at the formation in Su Yunran's hand and asked, "Are you injured?" ”

Su Yunran pursed his lips, threw the formation over, and poured a cup of tea, "This broken formation can't help me." ”

Nan Shiyan took it, looked at it carefully, chuckled, and couldn't help but echo helplessly: "I really wronged you?" ”

Su Yunran raised his eyebrows, and smiled with his eyebrows: "Yes." ”

"You still say!"

Nan Shiyan raised his hand and knocked on Su Yunran's forehead, his eyes were like stars, and his tone was angry, "You haven't explained this matter to me properly, this is your so-called plan?" ”

Su Yunran smiled, raised his hand and poured another cup of tea, and pushed it in front of Nan Shiyan, "Senior brother, isn't Ling'er changing her plan with that person's plan." ”

"So, you don't fight back, and you are injured like this by those beasts?" Nan Shiyan squinted slightly, and his tone was cloudy, with some anger.

"Beware that the master knows, clean you up!"

The corners of Su Yunran's mouth twitched, and his tone immediately became delicate, "Senior brother, if you don't say it, I won't say it, the master won't know, so ······"

"So?" Nan Shiyan squinted at Su Yunran, with a hint of gnashing of teeth in his tone, "So what?" ”

"Okay."

Su Yunran lowered his hand, shook his head, and said very obediently: "Ling'er won't be like this again." ”

Nan Shiyan glanced at Su Yunran meaningfully, snorted, unmoved, "If it's still like this, you don't need to tell the master, and the senior brother will clean you up." ”

"Okay." Su Yunran nodded, very well-behaved.

Nan Shiyan took a shallow sip of tea, raised his hand and a spiritual power popped out, waking up the woman on the ground who was stunned by Wen Mo.

The woman's mind throbbed, and she slowly opened her eyes, and under the candlelight, she saw a man and a woman sitting at the table.