Chapter 72: Baililan's revenge
"Let him go?" Bai Lilan held the bloody dagger in her hand, and said with a cold smile, "Now you can't stand it?" Then I advise you to close your eyes, then you will not see the more cruel picture that follows! As soon as the words fell, Bai Lilan stabbed Tang Lingcan's other leg again, and then quickly pulled out the dagger, and the blood droplets splattered, making people shudder. If you don't say it, then the next knife, I won't be so gentle! Bai Lilan said that the tip of the dagger continued to move upward, and finally stopped at the position of Tang Lingcan's heart, shaking it down, and the old sect master's eyes were about to split.
Crawling forward twice, the old master roared loudly in pain: "Stop, stop!" Baililan, you are a devil! β
Rubbing her ears, Bai Lilan looked at the old master impatiently, frowned and said, "Don't make it look like you're filming a bitter drama, in fact, I'm the victim, aren't I!" I just want to know who is trying to kill me, what is there to fight against? β
After listening to Baili Lan's words, all her maidservants, as well as Xiaobao, were a little speechless, secretly thinking that the cruelty could be explained in this way.
Tang Lingcan really couldn't stand it anymore, so he looked at the old master weakly, and pleaded in a mournful voice: "You, just tell her, if you don't say it, I'm afraid I'm going to bleed to death, do you really want the Tang Sect to be the last?" β
"It's not that I don't want to say it, but after I say it, the power of the Tang Sect is not enough to compete with it!" The old master seems to have aged a lot in an instant. He thought that this operation would be easy to complete, but he did not realize that this would be the real disaster.
Tang Lingcan seemed to be very dissatisfied with the old master's answer, fear and anger made him lose his mind, he looked at the old master with blood-red eyes, and shouted loudly with the last strength in his body: "What can't be resisted, it's clear that you don't want to save me!" Where can a little Blue Snow Country Lord intervene in our Tang Sect! β
"Ling Can!" The old master looked at Tang Lingcan in shock, but now no matter what he said, it was already too late, because Bai Lilan already knew what she wanted to know, and stood up with a smile on her face, like a victorious king.
Throwing the knife on the ground, Bai Lilan sneered and said, "Hmph, I thought it was who, it turned out to be the Lord of the Blue Snow Country!" Unexpectedly, his tentacles stretched far enough, and even the Tang Sect could obey him. But I said the old master, you are also confused enough, just for the sake of those money, you can abandon the century-old foundation of the Tang Sect and end up in such a field today? And didn't the Yanyan Sect Master say that he wanted to cooperate with you and give you money, why did he take risks? β
Listening to Baili Lan's words, the old master seemed to be a little incredulous, looked at Bai Li Lan and muttered, "You...... How do you know!? β
"Because that's what I told her."
A hoarse voice came from outside the door, causing everyone to look back. The afternoon sun is enough, but when it shines on Chang'an Wuhua's body, he can't absorb any warmth, and it will only make people shudder and fall into an ice cellar.
As soon as the old master's eyes came in from Chang'an Wuhua, he stared at him with a good look. Although this is the second time they have met, he always has the illusion that the master of Baixiangmen knows him and has a deep relationship with himself. No, it shouldn't be said to be the origin, but ...... Bad fate!
Seeing Chang'an walking in gracefully, Baili Lan pursed her lips and said lazily: "Aren't you leaving, why did you come back again?" β
Standing beside Baili Lan, Chang An Wuhua said with a smile: "I left to go to Tangmen, and now that they are uninvited, of course I don't have to make this trip." β
Chang'an Wuhua's voice was very hoarse, as if the best Puyu had been polished by sandpaper, and he was rough.
With her hands around her chest, Bai Lilan turned to look at the old master and said, "I already know the answer I want, these people are useless to me." I know you have a grudge against them, and it's up to you how you want to deal with them. β
These words made Tang Lingcan's face change, and he hurriedly stretched out his bloodstained hand to Bai Lilan, and said, "Didn't you say that if you know the answer, you will let us go, you are the princess of Lanling, how can you talk and not count!" β
Baili Lan shrugged her shoulders and said, "I let you go, but whether he will be like this, I don't know." β
"You ......" Tang Lingcan couldn't help but be angry, but when his eyes saw Chang'an Wuhua, all his words were suppressed by fear, and he couldn't stop shaking his head, just wanting to escape from this terrifying place quickly.
Xiaobao returned to Baili Lan's side, and the Tang Sect disciples hurriedly rushed up to help the old master up, while the old master looked at Chang'an Wuhua and said in a mournful voice: "Wuyan Sect Master, no matter what kind of enmity our Tang Sect has with you, I apologize to you here, as for what you said you want the branch of the Tang Sect, I can also give it to you, I just hope you can let us go today!" β
Chang An Wuhua sneered, and then said, "Do you think that no matter what, as long as you apologize, you can buy and sell in one go?" How did I not find you so naΓ―ve before? β
Chang'an Wuhua's words made the old master stunned, because listening to his tone, it seemed that he had known himself before. But he really didn't know a man with an iron mask. And he was still so familiar with the Tang Gate, as if he had lived here...... And so on, with an iron mask, he must not let his appearance be revealed in front of everyone, and there can only be two reasons for this, one is because he doesn't want others to see his appearance, and the other is because his appearance is too ugly to see people. The only ugly person he had ever seen in his life was that child......
The more the old master thought about it, the more frightened he became, he looked at Chang'an Wuhua, and his heart became more and more uneasy, and the panicked eyes made him look flustered. The palms of his hands gradually clenched, and the old sect master asked tentatively: "May I ask, what happened between our Tang Sect and the Wuyan Sect Master?" β
"Did anything happen?" Chang An Wuhua seemed to be in deep thought, and said slowly, "There have been many things, I don't know which one the old master wants to know?" Why don't I start at the beginning? You indirectly killed my father and mother, and forced me to learn vicious martial arts, and tricked me into coaxing me to complete my studies, and my father's tablet can enter the ancestral hall of the Tang Gate. I practiced with hope, day and night, but what did I get in return? His face was ruined, his seven meridians and eight veins were broken, and he became a cripple who couldn't even take care of himself! You've darkened my life ever since. I was lying on the ground, unable to even try to grab food from the wild dogs, and the only thing I felt was that the pests kept crawling over me. You've never experienced that near-death feeling before. Because you are the creator of the game, you can decide my life and death from above. But I'm sorry, the game is over, now it's up to me to guide a new round of the game, the rules are up to me, and your life and death are also in my hands! β
Listening to Chang'an Wuhua's words, the old master only felt a "boom" in his head, as if he had seen a ghost, and muttered in disbelief: "You are not dead, how can you not be dead, you can't continue to live at all!" By the time he arrived, the old master had begun to roar as if he had gone mad.
"yes, sometimes I wonder how I survived." Chang'an Wuhua looked far away, as if he had thought of something far away, and said with a little emotion: "When you asked me to practice the martial arts of that evil sect, I am afraid I never thought that one day, I would come back alive, and it was in a strong posture." But now that it's happened, all you have to think about is how you can please me. β
Obviously, the old master of the door had been frightened by the true desire of this matter, and sat in place with blank eyes, muttering "impossible, impossible", and couldn't hear what Chang An Wuhua said at all.
Seeing that the old master couldn't hear his words at all, Chang An Wuhua simply walked up to him, bent down slightly, and made a hoarse voice in his throat, which sounded like he was laughing, but when Bai Lilan heard it, he only felt like a kind of sadness.
"Still can't remember? Let me see what I look like now, and maybe I can wake you up from my dreams and remember what you have done to me! As he spoke, Chang'an Wuhua stretched out his hand and put it on the iron surface and slowly took off his mask.
The face covered with sores was gradually exposed to the air. Because of the perennial iron mask, Chang'an Wuhua's complexion is pale and pale, which makes the scars on his cheeks more eye-catching. Meantime. The two disciples beside the old master couldn't bear it at first, turned their heads and bent over and couldn't stop vomiting. They really couldn't imagine that such an unsightly cheek would be a peerless son!
Seeing Chang'an Wuhua's face, the old master covered his head as if he was suddenly stimulated, and shouted loudly uncontrollably.
"Ahh
Hearing that scream, Su Zisheng, who had been wandering outside the door, couldn't bear it any longer, thinking that he couldn't wait any longer and let these Jianghu people do anything wrong with him. If someone really died, then he wouldn't want to open this medical hall anymore! Thinking like this in his heart, Su Zisheng rushed in at once, and just wanted to persuade everyone bitterly, but found that except for Tang Lingcan, who was lying on the ground with injured legs, everyone else had no trauma.
"It's just so time you're here, go and show him." Bai Lilan frowned and pointed at the old master, and said, "I was a little stimulated just now, and I kept yelling, you better give him a needle to calm him down, otherwise I don't know what my subordinates will do." β
The old master called it like this, Su Zisheng couldn't stand it, raised his hand and pricked the old master's neck, and then reached out and pinched his wrist for a long time before saying: "It's not a big problem, it's just that I'm frightened, just take a few pills." However, it may take some time to get back to your original mental state. β