A trace of helplessness crossed Luo Beixiao's eyebrows.

He took a step back to avoid the reach of the powder.

In fact, it was fortunate that he quickly avoided Shen Kite's poison, otherwise at this moment, he might also be like Second Elder Su, frozen in place and unable to move.

The poison that Shen Yuan shot out, and the spiritual power protective shield of the Mahayana monk could penetrate it.

Second Elder Su maintained a big stride and bowed his body, only his eyes could move at the moment.

The middle-aged man made a whining sound in his throat, his mouth could not speak, and he couldn't hear a word clearly.

Shen Yuan tilted his head and raised his eyes at Lan Luochen.

The other party's peach blossom eyes were full of gratitude, "Thank you." ”

"Ahh

As the strength on Lan Luochen's hand increased, Su Lan raised his neck and shouted in pain.

Shen Yuan leaned against the door with his hands on his chest while bearing the gaze from Second Elder Su as if he was about to kill her.

There was a loud bang outside the door.

Lan Luochen pulled her sleeve and ran out, she still wanted to think that this person was crazy again, but she didn't expect it to be Su Lan outside.

When he was in the house, the other party told her something, he wanted to deal with Su Lan and asked her for help.

Shen Yuan thought at the time, sure enough, everything was developing according to the plot in the book.

She also finally understood the reason why Lan Luochen regarded the other party as a mortal enemy.

Thinking about it, if she hadn't happened to save Lan Luoluo, the little boy would have died under Su Lan's plan.

Now that Lan Luoluo is not dead, Lan Luochen has no intention of asking for Su Lan's life, listening to him, he wants her to pay the price she deserves.

Shen Yuan watched the man pinch the heroine's neck for a long time.

I thought that without the help of Second Elder Su, who would save her in a while.

Naturally, the movement here was unavoidable from the other monks in the inn, but no nosy people would come forward, and most of them were gossipy.

Luo Beixiao's attention never took his attention off the woman, and from the other party's eyes, he read some irony, and there seemed to be some compassion.

Compassion on whom?

Sympathize with Su Lan?

Over there, Su Lan's breath became weaker and weaker, and she caught a glimpse of Shen Yuan wearing a mask, and finally remembered who this person was.

As early as in the Xiaoqingyun Secret Realm, she had seen her, this person with no one in her eyes!

Her thoughts were only for a moment, Su Lan didn't have the energy to think about anything else, she was really afraid that she would be strangled to death by Lan Luochen today.

"Blue,"

Suddenly, the man's big palm around her neck loosened.

Su Lan fell to the ground with no strength, coughing uncontrollably.

Lan Luochen looked at his hand in astonishment, and it was a gentle force that soothed him away.

The other party saved Su Lan, but he didn't deal with himself.

"Who!?" Lan Luochen looked around the corridor, not knowing who was helping Su Lan.

Shen Yuan thought to herself that if this was the case, she knew that it would be like this.

The daughter of luck, the only one who can kill Su Lan is the son of luck.

It is estimated that Lan Luochen's subordinates have lost their strength and are about to strangle people to death, and Heavenly Dao can't even look at it.

Thinking of this, Shen Yuan's eyes flashed slightly.

As for who the son of luck is, in this world, it is none other than her teacher, that is, the male protagonist Luo Beixiao in the book.

Shen Yuan never thought that the secret person who helped her would go over to help Su Lan, she only thought that Heavenly Dao had made a move.

I didn't know that it was Luo Beixiao who stopped Lan Luochen's dead hand.

The man's face turned pale, and for a moment the power of the jade pendant disappeared, and the spell overwhelmingly counterattacked his body, and he made a move.

At the moment when Su Lan was liberated, Yu Pei's suppression of the spell also returned.

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