Chapter Seventy-One: The Witch Cup

Seeing that the atmosphere was tense again, the fourth sister of the Yang family smiled lightly and said, "Okay, okay, don't talk about it." I heard that the regent Chang Lin will also come to Rutiangu, and all the men and women along the way talked about this thing, and many women were even more crazy and excited. The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and then her eyes lit up and her face flushed.

But as soon as she said this, Yang Tian suddenly snorted heavily! was so frightened that the fourth sister of the Yang family immediately stopped talking. She lowered her head in embarrassment, her little hands twisted the corners of her clothes, and her little face gradually turned pale, looking extremely uncomfortable. Originally, it was also an impolite behavior for a lady to talk about a man like this in front of her brother.

Yang Ming said on the side: "Big brother, why are you staring at the fourth sister?" It's not that you don't know her, she just wants to lighten the mood and say it casually. Besides, why do you pay so much attention when you go out? You're so serious, it's all gone. ”

Yang Lan had almost eaten at this time, she casually put a piece of silver on the table, turned around and walked outside. When she passed by the Yang family's table, she was so nervous that her muscles hurt. However, everyone obviously didn't notice her, and it wasn't until she left the store that Yang Lan relaxed.

At this time, it is not early. Looks like we're going to have to stay here tonight.

Yang Lan searched for a long time before she found a room to live in.

The night came quickly, because there were people everywhere, so the noise and noise did not fade until the third watch in the middle of the night.

Yang Lan has been sleeping badly, and she seems to have something in her heart, so she can't sleep well. In less than four watches, she woke up, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep again.

Looking at the dark outside, there were bursts of waw from time to time, Yang Lan didn't want to walk outside, so she opened her big eyes boredly, staring at the black top of the bed in a daze.

After a while, a "whooshing" sound came into my ears from afar. Yang Lan was startled at first, then listened carefully for a while, and immediately found that this voice was not an ordinary voice. If she weren't a demon, it would be impossible for her to hear this voice.

She listened for a moment, and noticed that the voice slowly entered the inn, turning in her direction. She opened her eyes and looked silently at the ground near the doorway. She was under high tension, and her eyes were able to see at night, exactly as they were during the day.

As she waited, the whoosh grew louder and closer. Slowly, appeared at her doorway. Then, the voice slowly seeped into her room down the doorway.

As soon as she came in, the voice sounded even louder to Yang Lan. However, the sound was shocking, and she looked left and right, but found nothing on the ground.

Yang Lan squinted and smiled, took out a purple fruit from the mustard seed and put it in her mouth. As soon as I took it in, a moving object in the shape of twisted and scattered sand immediately appeared in front of me, which looked like an insect, but no insect looked like this.

The object is not a fully animal shape, it is more like a mass of flesh-colored sand. The whole body is constantly moving and changing, sometimes round, sometimes elongated. I saw that it was moving and changing, constantly moving in the direction of Yang Lan. Yang Lan's eyes widened, seeing that it was getting closer and closer to her, and she was about to go to the bedside!

Just as the object was approaching the head of the bed, Yang Lan quickly took out a silver needle from the mustard seed, flicked her fingers, and with a swish, the silver needle stabbed and thrust into one-third of the object's writhing head.

Sure enough, with such a snort, the object immediately snorted and all dispersed. There was no trace of it again. If it weren't for a silver needle stuck in the place, it wouldn't have been like it had ever been.

Yang Lan got dressed and walked over. She picked up the silver needle, looked at it carefully for a while, and a smile slowly rose on the corner of her mouth: "Seeking beauty and exorcism in witchcraft?" This kind of hexology is easy to show! "Seeking beauty and exorcism is a kind of witchcraft. It manipulates a kind of cup worm to automatically find the beauties in the vast crowd and summon them to the past.

Of course, there is a scope for this search. Beyond a radius of ten miles, the cup worm has no effect.

She was originally a demon body, and she didn't need to use spells at all for this kind of small technique that couldn't get into the doorway, and she could easily break it with instinct alone, after all, the difference between the two was too far, and it was not a level confrontation at all.

Yang Lan changed into a night dress and walked out slowly. She walked silently, listening as she went. After a while, a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, and her big eyes were full of joy.

In a quick flash, when she arrived at a place outside the city, Yang Lan jumped on a big tree and waited on it. After waiting for a while, a few footsteps were heard.

The footsteps were soft, but they were quick. But in this hurried footsteps, it is particularly neat and orderly and numb.

Gradually, in Yang Lan's eyes, six girls appeared. These six girls were all dressed in underwear, with their hair scattered, and they looked like they had just gotten out of bed.

Yang Lan looked at it again, among these six people, there was the fifth senior sister in the Yuanshan faction, as well as the fifth sister of her own family, and the other four, who were also quite good-looking girls.

These six girls all have an object in front of them that Yang Lan has also encountered to guide the way. The crawling sound of "whooshing", combined with the neat and orderly footsteps of the six women, sounded particularly weird in the quiet night.

The six girls were all pale and had blank eyes. The steps moving forward, as if being invisibly pulled by someone, the six people stepped out at the same time and closed at the same time. His feet were stiff, and his hands were not waddling.

They walked forward step by step, and Yang Lan quietly let them pass by her, and when they walked for a while, she quietly followed.

If Yang Lan talks about hidden kung fu, she should be unparalleled in the world. After all, she can blend in with her surroundings.

She followed all the way without making a sound. After walking for about half an hour, a fire appeared in the bushes in front of me.

Yang Lan took a few steps and found that the spark was coming from a broken thatched house. On the floor outside the hut, two young men sit. While they lit a fire, they looked in the direction where the six girls had come.

Around them, Yang Lan found at least five obstacles. With these five obstacles, if it weren't for the monster in front of them, everyone who passed by would suddenly fall to the ground and die! The average person, if they look at it from a distance, will not see anything unusual except for a wood.

However, these are useless for Yanglan. She is a vixen who has achieved cultivation, and has a natural instinct to resist these. Therefore, without any effort at all, she easily entered the confines of the thatched hut and climbed to the top of a large tree next to it.

Seeing six girls coming, a thin, stiff-faced young man laughed twice and said, "This harvest seems to be only average, only six beauties." ”