The dagger in Yang Husheng's hand was like a poisonous snake, approaching Chu Lan in the dark, and it was about to stab at the big blood vessels on the back of Chu Lan's neck.

Now Chu Lan had already thrown the small black hole aside, and he didn't hold up the aura of the flowing starlight.

It was when he was completely defenseless, Yang Husheng's dagger had already touched Chu Lan's skin, and there was a sneer on his face, it was already inevitable to get this blow, An Huachi saw the shadow behind Chu Lan, stared nervously, and thought that it should be feasible.

He already hated Chu Lan to the core, if this young man hadn't appeared, there would definitely not be so many moths in this matter.

But at the moment when the dagger was about to pierce Chu Lan's skin, Yang Husheng's face suddenly stiffened.

The avenue gives birth to golden lotus, like a bell ringing.

A layer of misty starlight had already appeared on the back of Chu Lan's neck, and every tiny star like dust was sweeping the trajectory of the mystery, and in just a moment, Yang Husheng only felt that a sledgehammer had hit his chest, and his internal organs had cracked.

But he didn't fly out, because at this moment, there was already a crystal like jade hand holding Yang Husheng's dagger, and Yang Husheng only felt a suffocation, as if the other party was not only holding his dagger, but also his heart.

Yang Husheng has practiced assassination alone with everyone behind his back countless times, he has practiced tens of thousands of times when he takes out his sword and collects his sword, and he has also been dodged by others, but he can get out calmly every time, and there has never been a situation where the dagger is held by someone with one hand.

But Chu Lan not only held it, but even unharmed, no one could imagine what kind of palms this was, there was a great cosmic evolution in the palms, with a kind of Hongmeng chaotic aura.

The sharp dagger squeezed and deformed in the palm of his hand, and everyone's eyes were already protruding, as if they had witnessed a miracle.

Can a monk in the Spirit Wheel realm really crush a mid-grade spirit weapon with his body?

The Arabian Nights actually happened.

Chu Lan stretched out his palm, the dagger had turned into fragments, and even some of them had turned into powder, but he seemed to have just done an ordinary thing, and what he raised in his hand seemed to be just an ordinary handful of gravel.

Yang Husheng's face had turned blue-purple, because he now had a pair of hands, with five fingers hooked inward, choking his neck.

Picture slides generally flashed in Yang Husheng's mind, his daughter was born, his wife died, Yang Huan called him father for the first time, opened his own restaurant, and secretly collected money, a few years have passed, he has become the richest man in Xuanhua City, countless days and nights of practicing murder stunts, originally wanted to amaze countless people, he even once pierced An Zeyang's heart with a sword, but all this burst like a bubble.

Yang Husheng was foaming at the mouth of blood, and his breathing was getting heavier and heavier, and he was experiencing the pain that everyone who was close to death had to endure.

With a click, Yang Husheng's throat had been completely shattered, his body was stiff, the blood in his veins had calmed down, and it slowly became cold, and with it, he also had the ambition to achieve a career.

A figure suddenly rushed out of the big pit in the distance, like a meteor across the sky, and the sharp sword in mid-air had turned into hundreds of handles, and the corner of the figure's mouth was still foaming with blood, and his face was pale like a dead man.

Fan Wenxing is not dead yet, he has been cultivating sword intent all this time, just trying to launch a fatal blow, he has no way to retreat, the crime of killing the monarch will ruin his life, he can't afford it, he can only fight hard, desperately.

The sword shadow in the air changed, and it automatically formed a sword array, and each sword became a symbol and a pattern, and a giant Taiji diagram slowly formed in mid-air.

Fan Wenxing reversed the tip of the sword and stabbed it into the heart, blood dripping down the sword body, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of essence blood on the sword array.

The Tai Chi array was dyed red, and there seemed to be a roaring ghost around it, a ghost crying and howling, and a blood-red hurricane was blowing around.

Clam Shiqi turned around and casually threw away Yang Husheng, who had lost his breath, and there were stars turning in his eyes. He wanted to see how powerful this peerless sword could be at the cost of his life.

The current Chu Lan's body surface once again flashed with a gold-colored aura, and four pocket phoenixes swam around it. It doesn't seem to have this sword in his eyes at all.

Fan Wenxing's face turned even paler, he stabilized his body and did not fall, the blood from the corner of his mouth continued to flow out, and he swung this sword with all his might.

The blood-colored Tai Chi pattern in mid-air carried a monstrous sharp sword aura, and it seemed to turn into a sword shadow in the sky, shooting sharply towards Chu Lan.

An Huachi's eyes were shining, now that the hundreds of soldiers in Xuanhua Mansion had been basically swallowed up by that small black hole, all his hole cards had been played, if Fan Wenxing's sword could kill Chu Lan, then although the price was heavy, the ending would still not be too bad.

But he was disappointed.

Fan Wenxing stared ahead, his body had slowly fallen, his eyes were dim, and his face was like ashes.

Chu Lan stood with his hands in his hands, let the sword come forward and stabbed him, but he didn't move, when the galloping sword stabbed in front of him, some of them felt that they were divided to both sides, lost their power, fell to the ground, and some were directly shattered, but most of them hovered five inches in front of him.

He stretched out his hand, and the clouds were light and the wind was light, and the sword shadow in the sky instantly turned invisible, and the blood-colored Taiji diagram in the air had also been shattered by him.

An Huachi sat on the ground, having lost all hope, looking at the figure in a black robe, with golden pupils, constantly approaching him like a god and demon.

The figure walked slowly, but every step seemed to be on his fragile heart, and he felt desperate and suffocated.

An Huachi finally couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly crawled to pick up a broken short sword next to him, and stabbed a sword in his heart.

The sword was no longer sharp, and it took him a lot of effort to get it into his heart, and the pain he endured was great, but his suffocation disappeared at this moment, and his brain, which was overloaded every day, and his tired mind from planning the layout were also relaxed, and he had never been so brisk.

——————If there is a next life, I don't want to be born in the courtyard of the deep palace, how comfortable it is to be a flower and plant on the shore, and shake it in the wind.

Lu Botong stood still, standing behind Chu Lan all the time, as if the moment he was submerged by the sea of people, his momentum had changed, becoming cold, distant, powerful and terrifying.

Chu Lan was like a leaf, slowly falling to the ground, as if all his strength had been drained in an instant.

Lu Botong hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and in addition to the flashing thunder arcs in the wounds on Chu Lan's body, there was also the flow of starlight.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Chu Lan was lying on a luxurious big bed, covered with a big red quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and the smell of fine sandalwood was still exuding in the air.

Now his wounds have basically scabbed, but his body is still very weak, this feeling seems to have been experienced countless times, and each time he is hovering on the line of life and death.

Chu Lan sighed, this turmoil is finally over, the world says that the rivers and lakes are sinister, but I think it is interesting, and now I understand it completely.

As soon as you enter the rivers and lakes are as deep as the sea, many things are just involuntarily, and you can not be sunk by the waves of the rivers and lakes, so that you have the qualification to live, and only then can you encounter the transformation of the dragon. Otherwise, even a small life will be gone, what else can there be.

The maid who had been taking care of Chu Lan with low eyebrows on the side, saw Chu Lan wake up, suddenly trotted out, and shouted at the guard at the door, "Go and call the master, Chu Gongzi is awake." ”

After a while, Lu Botong, who had a white beard but a red face, walked in laughing.

Chu Lan smiled slightly and quipped, "Why are you wearing Pinru's clothes?"

Lu Botong didn't care, stretched out his arms, looked at himself, and then laughed

"Hey, I still don't wear this dress! It's just that there is no way, now there is no city lord in Xuanhua Mansion, everything is a mess of porridge, after this incident, Xuanhua Mansion is greatly injured, and there is no leader in charge, I hold the token of the mansion lord's cronies, there are many friends in the rivers and lakes, and they can't find a suitable candidate at the moment, so they push me to sit as the lord of Xuanhua City. ”

Chu Lan had already seen Lu Botong's dress, but Lu Botong was the master of the mansion, and he was much stronger than An Huachi, who was young but harbored evil intentions and liked to play tricks.

He said lightly, with a smile on his face, "It's good"

Lu Botong touched the back of his head a little crampedly

"Actually, I think it's better for this son or Little Brother Chu to sit down, this matter basically depends on your efforts, and the evaluation of you on the rivers and lakes is also very high, so there is absolutely no one to criticize you for doing it."

Chu Lan shook his head, he really didn't want to live in the temple and worry about trivial matters in Hongchen every day, not to mention the Xuanhua City Lord, even if the Zhongzhou Dynasty gave way, he wouldn't pick it up.

"I'm just an idle cloud and wild crane, if I can, I hope to be at the top of the sword, I'm really not interested in power or anything, Brother Xie Lu raises love"

Lu Botong has a wide range of contacts, and his ability to know people is even more unique, so he was not surprised by Chu Lan's answer.

"I know this, but I'm also used to drinking with the old guys, playing chess, looking at the twisting waist and buttocks of the Qinglou woman, I'm really not used to the position of the lord of Xuanhua City, these days, I feel that I am not as close as before when I get along with them, as if separated by an invisible ravine"

"When Xuanhua Mansion recovers its vitality and all industries are operating normally, I will pick a few more good faces to assist them in their positions, and I want to go into hiding, like Brother Sima. ”

Chu Lan nodded and reminded, "Don't become a slave to power."

Lu Botong nodded cautiously and kept it in mind.

Now that the turmoil of the red-clothed thieves has ended, the antidote to the Kasa virus found in the inner library has been distributed to Qingxi Town, and Xuanhua Mansion has also sent some people to extract some materials to help the villagers in Qingxi Town return to normal life.

On a low hill more than ten miles away from Qingxi Town, there is a family of seven graves standing here, and the surrounding wildflowers are blooming.

Chu Lan specially instructed Lu Botong not to tell Yang Huan what Yang Husheng had done, but to tell her that Yang Husheng died heroically in order to resist Anhuachi, who killed his father, and secretly took care of this little girl.

It would be pitiful to leave such a clever and cute little girl living alone.

Chu Lan had recovered, standing side by side with Lu Botong on the tallest building in Xuanhua City.

"Brother, where did you say that Fan Wenxing and the belongings they dropped will be?"

"The long-abandoned dilapidated temple in the forest is equipped with a mechanism, which is unusual, you might as well send someone to take a look"

Sure enough, in the afternoon of the same day, the guards of Xuanhua Mansion smashed three stone statues. It was full of gold and silver.

If you want to say how Chu Lan found out that it was boring, who knows that?

The boy seemed to have eyes that could see things that others couldn't. and a pair of sharp ears!