said that Lan'er was his wife...... Could it be that Nangong Jingchen is also here?

It's impossible, he is now busy fighting with the Emperor of Beining, and he lacks the skills to let himself protect Lan'er, so who will this impostor be?

Just as Chang'an Wuhua was frowning and thinking hard, Bai Lilan had already bypassed him, led the horse in front of him, and comforted him softly. And it was Baili Lan's mistake that made Tang Linghan, who had been standing behind her, also see Chang'an Wuhua.

His eyes were firmly fixed on Chang'an Wuhua, Tang Linghan looked at his hands, his eyes full of doubts. Perhaps it was because he noticed Tang Linghan's scrutiny, Chang An Wuhua turned sideways slightly, avoiding his gaze, and his voice was lowered very low.

When she was about to get on the horse, Bai Lilan found that she was just in a daze, and she actually took the sheep by the hand and took Tang Linghan's inkstone with her hand.

Turning to look at Tang Linghan, Baili Lan was about to throw the inkstone over, but was stopped by Tang Linghan repeatedly, and shouted while running over to this side: "Don't throw it!" My inkstone is expensive, and if it is broken, it can really feel sorry for the dead! ”

Tang Linghan ran to Bai Lilan's side with an exaggerated expression, took the inkstone with both hands, and at the same time kept looking at Chang An Wuhua with his eyes, as if he wanted to discover something from it.

Bai Lilan snatched the things from Tang Linghan, pursed her lips, and said disdainfully: "It's just an ordinary inkstone, and it's worth your nervousness." ”

"You don't know this, the real good things are inconspicuous, and you need to have a sharp eye to see it." Tang Linghan said as he spoke, his eyes glancing at Chang An Wuhua.

Chang An Wuhua didn't want to make a fuss, so he turned around and wanted to leave first, but just as Chang An Wuhua left, Tang Linghan grabbed his arm, his eyes widened in disbelief, and even his breathing became rapid, and he stumbled and said, "You...... You are ......"

"Whoever I am, it has nothing to do with you!" As soon as he broke free from Tang Linghan's shackles, Chang'an Wuhua said in a cold voice, "I am the faceless master of Baixiangmen, I don't care who you are, don't try to have anything to do with me!" ”

Chang'an Wuhua's indifference made Tang Linghan stunned, and his eyes couldn't help flashing. At the moment when Tang Ling was stunned, Chang'an Wuhua turned around and turned, walking in a hurry, which made people suspicious.

Looking at Chang'an Wuhua's back, Baili Lan looked sideways at Tang Linghan and asked, "Do you know him?" ”

"If you are not mistaken, he should be the one who disappeared from the Tang Sect," his gaze withdrew from Chang'an Wuhua's body, Tang Linghan looked at the woman beside him and muttered, "At the same time, he is also the one who taught you the disguise technique!" ”

Her pupils shrank, and Bai Lilan asked, "Are you sure, you're not mistaken?" He's wearing an iron mask! ”

"I won't admit it wrong, because people in the Tang Sect will tattoo a string of tattoos on the inside of their arms, which is the ancestral motto of our Tang Sect. I just looked at the position of his arm, there is a scar, there should have been a tattoo, when he was a child, because he resented the Tang Sect, he used an iron brand on the tattoo, scalded the flesh, and destroyed his Peugeot as a Tang Sect person. Because of his behavior, his arm was thrown into a dark room without medicine, and he was locked up for three days and three nights, without water to drink, nothing to eat, and no medicine to cure him. I was there when he was carried out, and I thought he was dead. ”

"It's too arbitrary to judge his identity just by a scar."

Turning his head slightly, Tang Linghan looked at Bai Lilan and said slowly, "Because of his injury, I healed him, so he is very familiar with the shape of that scar." Also, didn't you notice his reaction just now, he kept avoiding me, which confirmed my suspicions even more. I don't know why he became the master of Baixiangmen, and he still wears a mask, but I understand his resentment towards the Tang Gate, he doesn't want to see me, and it's normal that he doesn't want the Tang Gate to know about his existence. I only hope to do something for him to make up for the debt that the Tang Sect owes him. ”

I don't know why, when Bai Lilan heard the news about Chang'an Wuhua, she felt a little distressed.

The jaw was raised slightly, Bai Lilan turned over on the horse, looked into the distance and said, "You keep the secret for him now, which is the best help for him." After speaking, Baili Lan chased after the place where Chang'an Wuhua disappeared just now.

Watching Bai Lilan's figure gradually disappear on the horizon, Tang Linghan suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, feeling that they were like people living in another world, a height that was beyond his reach, frustrating and powerless, but helpless.

The sound of horses' hooves "clattering" and the grass gradually dyed green, which also broke the silence of the woods.

Looking at the gloomy figure in front of him, Baili Lan tightened the reins, stopped the horse beside him, and said softly: "You are one of the four sons, Chang'an Wuhua?" is also the owner of Baixiang Gate, shameless? Still is...... The gray man in the Tang Gate? ”

Hearing Bai Lilan say this, Chang An Wuhua smiled, looked at her sideways, and asked, "Do you think of me?" ”

Bai Lilan shook her head and said, "I just heard Tang Linghan say something about you. You, should you save Chang'an Wuhua, the person who taught me the disguise technique? ”

With a smile still on the corner of his mouth, Chang An Wuhua did not answer Baili Lan's words, but reached out on Bai Li Lan's hair bun, seemingly affectionately caressing.

As soon as Bai Lilan wanted to go crazy, she waved away Chang'an Wuhua's hand, and found that there was a mask as thin as a cicada's wings on her hand, and she touched her cheek, which was smooth, and it was clearly her own skin.

Looking at Baili Lan's delicate face, Chang An Wuhua smiled and said: "Your mask can indeed be fake, but it has a fatal flaw. Your complexion is fair, although you take care of your neck and apply black dye, but the inside of your wrists is still fair and delicate, and the master of disguise can see your flaws at a glance. ”

"Hmph, I've been in Tangmen for so long, and I haven't seen anyone find out that I'm disguised." Baili Lan retorted unwillingly, although after listening to Chang An Wuhua's words, she realized her flaw.

"That's because the Tang Sect pays more attention to poison than disguise, and the only disguise master is still trapped by eye disease, and he can't see what you look like at all, how can he confirm whether you are disguised or not?"

Hearing Chang An Wuhua say this, Bai Lilan put her hands around her chest and said with a smile: "It seems that you are still from the Tang Sect, how about it, don't fight yourself." ”

Lowering his head and laughing twice, Chang An Wuhua looked at Baili Lan, although his voice was hoarse, but he said affectionately: "Come back with me, he is still waiting for you." ”

The smile gradually retracted, Bai Lilan's voice was a little cold, and asked, "He?" Who are you referring to? ”

"I don't know who you're talking about, but it's not the same person I'm talking about. Your husband is Nangong Jingchen, the current King of Lanling, and he is still waiting for you. ”

King Lanling? The quirky man at the wedding reception?

Bai Lilan frowned, seemed to be a little repulsed by such a result, and said indifferently: "That fake husband can come to me in person for his wife, why can the real husband ignore his sick wife and let her wander outside?" And if I become like this, I must be inseparable from him, if I can't come to me in person, then I don't even have the most basic sincerity, why should I go back? Will you endure such pain again? ”

"It's not that he doesn't want to come to you, it's just that the situation in the world is fragile now, and he must take advantage of this time to allocate his forces and work hard to unify Kyushu in the future. This troubled era has plagued many families, ruined people, and separated wives, it is time to dominate the world and give the people a peace. ”

"Heh, it's ridiculous, you can't even protect your own wife, and you still try to dominate the world? Don't make people laugh off their big teeth, okay! Baili Lan leaned against the trunk of the tree, blowing the oncoming breeze, looking comfortable, but the light in her eyes was sharp and dangerous, "If he sent you, then you can tell him that I don't want to be bound by any husband and family at all, I am very good now, and I don't need to be restrained by others." After saying this, Baili Lan fiddled with the leaves in her hand and didn't look at Chang'an Wuhua.

Baili Lan is still the independent, loved, but helpless Bai Lilan, even if he loses his memory, he still retains that pride in his heart, which makes people dare not covet or tarnish.

Bowing his head and smiling, Chang An Wuhua said, "I knew that I couldn't convince you on my own." So where do you want to go now, let me accompany you. ”

"Aren't you the master of Baixiangmen, you should be very busy, where is the time to hang out with me, or go and get busy with your business." Bai Lilan threw the leaf on the ground and clapped her hands, feeling a sense of trust in this iron-masked man for some reason. In fact, after I met him, I didn't say much, compared to the "husband" who came out halfway, Chang'an Wuhua can make people have a sense of trust. Although this feeling is inexplicable, Baili Lan trusts her instincts.

"No matter how busy the owner of Baixiang Gate is, he must find time to accompany Baililan. She is now alone and has no memory, and I am worried that she will be used by the bad guys, so I will stay by her side until she can discern who loves her and will give her infinite love. ”

Chang'an Wuhua's words can almost be regarded as a confession in Baili Lan's ears, and the aggrieved and selfless voice can make people forget his hoarseness, and can only feel his thick warmth.

Turning her head slightly, Bai Lilan looked at Chang An Wuhua, and suddenly approached him, with a flattering look in her eyes, and asked provocatively: "Chang An Wuhua, as a man, you care so much about me, it is impossible that you don't have any ghost thoughts." Honestly, do you want to kidnap me secretly? ”

Through the cold iron face, Chang An Wuhua looked at Baili Lan, his voice was fluttering, and said: "I also want to kidnap you, but in this life, I don't have this qualification anymore, as long as I can watch you happy, it's enough." ”

"It's so selfless, who knows if it's true or false." Seeing that the horses had rested enough, Baili Lan prepared to continue the journey, and said, "If you really want to follow me, then follow me to the ghosts!" ”

Ghosts?