Mo Lan swept around the ring, and his expressions were really different, 'life is varied'!

Mo Ran excitedly came to the stage and hugged her, "Sister is amazing!" However, I'm going to continue to work hard to cultivate, and I'll put her in a cage next time. ”

"Ambitious!"

Gong Jinxiu hooked Mo Ran's neck, and the steps on his head shook wildly, without the slightest appearance of a county lord.

"That's it!"

Qin Jixi snorted coldly, glanced at the two of them contemptuously and left directly.

Gong Jinxiu stretched out his hand and pointed at her, looking surprised, "This little slut is not pretending to be today?" ”

"I guess I'm tired, so I'll take a break today."

"Miss Mo."

Mo Lan turned around, and the people from the Spirit Xiao Sect were already standing in the ring, two men and one woman.

The man at the head is handsome and extraordinary, with an elegant temperament, dressed in a white robe, young but already has a bit of fairy wind and bones.

"In Xia Lingxi, this is Senior Brother Lingyin, Senior Sister Lingxu."

The younger person behind him nodded politely, worthy of being a member of the Spirit Xiao Sect, and the aura near the eye of the array was stronger than other places after all.

Lingxi looks like he is no more than twenty-five or sixteen, and he is already a master of the Spirit Sect level, and even his junior brothers and sisters, whose age seems to be almost the same as them, are already at the level of a great spirit master.

"It turned out to be the master of the Spirit Xiao Sect, Mo Lan is polite."

Lingxi made no secret of his admiration for Mo Lan, and was happy from beginning to end, "Miss Mo, can you take a step to speak?" ”

Mo Lan naturally knew what he was going to say, and after today, everyone knew that she was no longer a waste, and might even become an alchemist.

From now on, the Mo family will be lively, now she urgently needs the protection of a force, if it weren't for the Lingxiao Sect to approach her first, I'm afraid that now she will be surrounded by other sects.

"Ran'er, you go home with your mother first."

Gong Jinxiu is the county lord after all, and his eyesight is better than Mo Ran, so he reacted first, pulled Mo Ran back, and shouted to eat the lotus seed soup made by Song Fuyue.

Seeing that Mo Ran followed the people of the Lingxiao Sect away, the families shook their heads, and this year's good seedlings were set by the Lingxiao Sect again.

"Senior brother, aren't we going to take a look?"

"No need, the disciples of my sect are all cultivating the water system, she is not suitable, let's go."

Chu Li took Wang Tingyue and left directly, Mo Lan frowned when she saw that they didn't follow, looking at this, the assassination of her grandmother had nothing to do with them.

"Miss Mo, please take a seat."

In the restaurant, four people gathered around the table, Lingxi ordered a lot of food, smelling the fragrant delicacies on the table, Mo Lan did not move the chopsticks.

"Lingxi Gongzi might as well say it directly."

Lingxi raised a glass of wine, "This is the wine I brought from the sect, Miss Mo can give it a try." ”

Looking at the aura floating wine, Mo Lan could see at a glance that this was made of spiritual water in the space.

Stretching out his hand to stroke the soul nourishing jade, maybe the Spirit Xiao Sect has something to do with this space.

"Thank you Lingxi Gongzi, Mo Lan is welcome."

When the three of them saw her finish drinking, they looked at her expectantly, "The aura in this wine is swimming, but I don't know how to make it?" ”

"This wine is brewed from the spiritual spring next to the mainland array, and it is brewed by the uncle who loves to drink."

Mo Lan put down her wine glass, "Childe invited me here, not to drink and eat, right?" ”

"Naturally not, on behalf of the Lingxiao Sect, I sincerely invite Miss Mo to join my sect."

Lingxi stood up, and his junior brothers and sisters also stood up and bowed to Mo Lan, which was already extraordinarily sincere.

Mo Lan got up and saluted back, "The senior disciple of the Lingxiao Sect personally invited, Mo Lan shouldn't have saved the face of the three of them, it's just that Mo Lan is still young now, and he wants to enter the Chiyuan Academy to study in the future, if he graduates, Mo Lan can still get into everyone's eyes, Mo Lan will not refuse." ”

Lingxi smiled and took out a piece of jade from his sleeve, "This is a token of my Lingxiao Sect, so I will treat it as a friend, and ask Miss Mo to accept it, there are also many sect disciples in Chiyuan Academy, and when I see this jade in the future, I will also take care of you." ”

Mo Lan generously took the jade pendant, held it in his hand, and said, "So, thank you Lingxi Gongzi." ”

She will definitely go to Lingxiao Sect, if she can find out the origin of Lingquan, maybe the secret on her body can be solved.

After saying goodbye to the three of them, Mo Lan walked to the alley where the man had disappeared, and she thought that she would never see each other again in this life.

Touching the violent heartbeat in his chest, his liking for him should probably end here.

"I thought the little girl had forgotten about me, and the last time I saw you was in the past......"

"Seven years."

Mo Lan turned to look at the man in a red robe standing behind him, the white fox fur between the collars made him look, well, beautiful and delicious.

The moment they looked at each other, Mo Lan's steady heartbeat hit his chest violently again, and the past was presented in front of him.

It was a night of drinking with Qian Shuyu, and Mo Lan walked home alone.

The moonlight stretched her figure long, and she was about to take a shortcut down the alley to get home, but someone fell from the eaves.

Mo Lan's drunkenness disappeared in an instant, and the man with his back to him, dressed in red, could still see the corners of his clothes stained dark red by the moonlight, as well as the thick smell of blood in the air.

Mo Lan crouched down, but he rolled over and pressed him, and a dagger was pressed against her neck.

"It's you!"

The bewitching face was reflected in the face, and there was blood hanging from the corners of the mouth, "Girl, you have a big deal." ”

He couldn't help but fall on Mo Lan, humming, and asked Mo Lan to save him.

"You got up first, how can I save you when I am pressed by you?"

Mo Lan pushed his shoulder, but he was too heavy, and when he turned his head, this guy had fainted.

It took a lot of effort to open him, and at this time the medical hall was closed, and he didn't dare to take him to the inn rashly.

Looking at the slightly open door in front of him, fortunately it was an empty courtyard, dragging him to the bed.

Mo Lan turned through the fire fold and the half-cut candle in the drawer, and by the faint light, tore open his shirt, and on his chest were pieces of flesh turned up, the wound was not deep, but it was enough for him to bleed to death.

She hugged the wine jug at her waist in distress, cleaned his wound, found some madder in the corner of the wall, mashed it and applied it to the wound, and then tore and bandaged the clean place of his shirt.

Afraid that he would have a fever in the middle of the night, he dared to make a fire, leaned against the pillar, and drank the wine one by one.

"I drank so much during the day, and now I don't forget to drink it, I haven't seen you for a few years, but you have become a wine jar."

Looking at Qin Jiyan who complained about her when she woke up, Mo Lan smiled helplessly, "Life is not for good wine and food!" ”

"You can see it, aren't you afraid that Gong Shaoqian doesn't want you?"

"I didn't want to marry him."

Mo Lan saw him stand up, the blood on his stomach seeped out again, and stood up to help him.

Qin Jiyan looked at his almost smooth upper body, and then looked at Mo Lan's clothes, with a deep meaning in his eyes.

"Ahem, anyway, your clothes are already torn, so it's better to use them to wrap around the wound."

Qin Jiyan shook his head and chuckled, "Heh, give me some wine, I'm a little cold." ”

Mo Lan looked at the remaining sip of wine, handed it to him without hesitation, and touched his head while he was drinking, fortunately, he didn't have a fever.

"As soon as you wake up, I'll go home first, and if I don't go home at night, my father will beat me."

"Okay."

That sip of wine made his throat dumb, he never thought that a little girl would drink such strong wine.