Dozens of hours later, the Lan camp was in a valley hundreds of miles to the north.

A gust of wind raged, blowing the surrounding yellow mountain walls like knives, and large pieces of rock debris poured down, blowing a gust of wind that obscured the view in the valley entrance.

Xu Fan calmly stood on a mountain rock the size of a zhang, looked up at the valley behind the wind in the distance, and could vaguely hear the roars of strange beasts in the valley, as well as the screams of many monks.

Everywhere beneath your feet, you can see large patches of blood, blown by the wind to a maroon red, almost blending into the surface of the rock.

Next to him was Lan Yan'er, who had a solemn expression, carefully looking at the dried maroon blood stains around him, not as eccentric as he usually did beside Bai Luohe.

About ten hours ago, the monks under her command were attacked here, and when Lan Yan'er, Xu Fan, and the two great monks arrived, they saw the wind that appeared in the valley, making it impossible for people to get close at all.

There were dozens of ordinary monks rummaging around to see if they could find a way into the valley, and everyone was cautious, for fear of provoking the anger of this Miss Lan.

When the two great monks saw Xu Fan's indifferent and cold attitude, they sneered in their hearts, "One is just a little white face who leaned on the eldest lady."

After the news came back, Lan Yan'er guessed that someone in the family was targeting his subordinates because of Xu Fan's incident.

In order not to attract attention, she didn't want Xu Fan to leave the camp, but this time she asked Bai Luohe to come with her.

This valley is not far from the Lan family's camp, no one dares to secretly attack her at such a close distance, not to mention that this time she went out to investigate the details, she was accompanied by two great monks to protect her.

However, Bai Luohe's trip with her was rejected by Xu Fan, who was also in the camp.

Ever since Bai Luohe told the two of them that the calling voice in her head was becoming more and more frequent, Xu Fan decided to let her completely disperse her whole body power and destroy the cyclone acupoints in her body.

In the past period of time, Bai Luohe's entire body was distorted, the pain of tearing the meridians and smashing the cyclone points was not something ordinary people could experience, extracting the qi from the meridians in a living person's body, leaving no trace behind, and then the meridians, annihilating inch by inch.

At this time, Bai Luohe was the weakest, and Xu Fan deliberately left Pan Niangzi to take care of her, in case someone secretly used the Yin Damage Technique.

The ordinary monks around searched several times, but they still didn't find any Gangfeng that could climb through the entrance of the valley, and everyone could only listen to the intermittent howls coming from the valley.

"Didn't you say that he could fight more than a dozen great monks with one person? I can't even solve this valley wind!" One of the Grand Monks raised his eyebrows with a look of disdain.

Another great monk on the side kept an eye on the surroundings, and since he came to the entrance of the valley, he felt that this place was very strange.

The monk who led the way before was dead, and several people thought about it for a long time, but they didn't know why those monks would break into this valley, this was a place of death, how could they not know?

If there was enough to hear a familiar voice inside, Lan Yan'er and the others would have given up the search long ago.

Not only are there more than a dozen monks trapped in the valley, but there is also a great monk under Lan Yan'er, Luo Honghua.

After entering the underground palace of the Snow Mist Mountain Range, he was sent by the patriarch of the Lan clan to Lan Yan'er for personal protection.

"Luo Offering..."

"Luo Xian, is that you?"

"Luo Xianfeng, how are you? What's going on inside?"

"The eldest lady has come to save you herself! We'll find a way to get you out! Everybody, hold on a little longer."

As soon as one of the great monks finished shouting towards Gangfeng, he heard a huge roar of a strange beast, followed by Luo Honghua's gasping for breath, and a painful moan.

"Miss? Miss, is that you? You can save us! We were besieged by two strange beasts and couldn't get out."

Luo Honghua's heart-rending shout came from behind the gang wind, and with the wind blowing, it continued to echo over the entrance of the entire valley, and at the same time, there were many ordinary monks' wailing voices, and

The sound of the teeth of the beast chewing.

"Don't dream and keep the wind going! Gotta rush in and rescue Luo Worship!"

A great monk beside Lan Yan'er looked angry, glared at Xu Fan coldly, and walked towards Gangfeng.

"If you want to die, go ahead."

As soon as the Great Monk took a step, Xu Fan's cold voice reached the ears of everyone present.

"You..."

The great monk looked angry, turned his head sideways, and stared at Xu Fan directly, as if he wanted to cut Xu Fan with a thousand knives with his eyes.

I don't know why Xu Fan wanted to stop it, out of trust in Bai Luohe, she chose to believe Xu Fan.

Lan Yan'er waved her hand, signaling the great monk to be calm for a while, but looked at Xu Fan, Lan Yan'er frowned and asked.

"Young Master Xu, what do you think we should do now?"

In her ears, she could still hear the still-fighting voices in the valley, and occasionally the hoarse, dry voice of Luo Worship.

The two great monks were extremely amused in their hearts, and the two followed Lan Yan'er for a long time, but they didn't expect the eldest lady to ask a stinky boy who had not dried up.

And those ordinary monks who were searching for clues around also stopped their movements, and at the same time moved their eyes to Xu Fan.

The two great monks snorted coldly in their hearts at the same time, very disdainful, what does a young boy know!

Isn't it just that I got a chance and got a magic weapon?

Xu Fan glanced at the ordinary monks who were continuing to search for clues around him, and then looked at the towering and steep mountain walls on both sides, his eyes shining brightly, flowing endlessly in his eyes.

Seeing the essence of Gangfeng clearly, it turned out to be a string of runes one after another, some of which were similar to the blue lake he had seen at the top of the mountain before.

However, the runes here are obviously faint and cluttered by the lake.

"How?"

Noticing that there was a strange change in Xu Fan's eyes, Lan Yan'er's goose egg face was covered with no nervousness, and even the two great monks waiting on the side showed a strange color, and they noticed a faint change in the heaven and earth vitality around Xu Fan.

Lan Yan'er took a step forward, almost shoulder to shoulder with Xu Fan, but she was a head shorter, stood on tiptoe, raised her white neck, and looked carefully at Xu Fan's clear eyes, but could only see some faint streamers.

I was very curious, but I also knew that this matter could not disturb Xu Fan.

After dozens of breaths, seeing Xu Fan slowly close her eyes, she asked in a crisp voice, "How? What did you find?"

Feeling the fluctuation of the vitality of heaven and earth, even the two great cultivators who were still very disdainful of Xu Fan just now couldn't help but take a few steps forward and get a little closer, unwilling to miss a word.

Xu Fan had no waves on his face, opened his eyes again, and the two eyes saw through the Gangfeng in the valley, and then shook his head slightly, only said one or two words, and turned to leave.

"Let's go back."

"What?" An indescribable look appeared on Lan Yan'er's delicate facial features.

Waiting for the result with an expectant face, hoping that Xu Fan could give her an unexpected answer, the result was really unexpected.

After waiting quietly for so long, I got two words.

"You're kidding us?"

A great monk beside Lan Yan'er shouted angrily, feeling that he had been provoked by Xu Fan, and there was a chill in his eyes that was not concealed at all.

"What the hell is going on?"

Lan Yan'er was also hot-tempered, and asked reluctantly.

However, Xu Fan's pace was extremely fast, as if he was moving away from something terrifying, and he was speeding towards the outside of the valley.

"Let's go, don't stop!"

Hearing Xu Fan's words, Lan Yan'er's face twitched, and although she was extremely puzzled in her heart, she still chose to believe it, and ordered behind her, "Everyone exit this valley together."

"Miss! Isn't Luo worshipping saved?"

The nameless fire in the hearts of the two great monks suddenly arose, and they were very sorry for Xu Fan's behavior of putting the life and death of his companions out of the question

Disdain.

They were also about to attack Gangfeng with all their might, but Xu Fan's cold words came from their ears, "I advise you not to act rashly."

"Reckless?!"

The two great monks turned their heads slightly, looking at Xu Fan's back that was about to fly out, and they also had a vigilance in their hearts.

"What the hell is he afraid of? What's in this valley? It can make a person with the peak strength of a great monk stay away from this place so carelessly."

The two of them were not stupid, and they immediately reacted that there must be something strange happening in their eyes in the valley.

In an instant, two figures flew towards the entrance of the valley, leaving the ordinary monks behind them far behind.

Seeing this, dozens of ordinary monks did not dare to stay any longer and ran wildly towards the outside of the valley.

In a place that everyone didn't notice, in the depths of Gangfeng, constantly distorting, an illusory figure appeared, licked his lips, stared at a group of distant figures with empty eyes, and let out an angry roar, but there was no sound of Gangfeng.

"Miss, Miss, help us! Help us!"

"Miss, Miss, help us! Help us!"

......

Those painful roars kept coming from behind Gangfeng, which made Lan Yan'er feel uneasy, although her footsteps still flew away in the flash, she looked back at Gangfeng in the valley from time to time, and she was also thinking in her heart.

"Listening to Xu Fan's words this time, is it right or wrong!"

When everyone flew outside the valley, those voices were still heard in their ears from time to time, which made the expressions on the faces of each of them very ugly, and everyone looked at Xu Fan one after another, and their eyes were full of unkindness.

In the valley, the monks behind Gangfeng were all their companions, and all of them were monks under Lan Yan'er.

Today, everyone chooses not to save themselves, and in the future, they are in trouble, and they still want others to help them?

Xu Fan ignored the unkind eyes of the crowd, but looked behind him, the monks who had been guarding outside the valley, and asked lightly, "Have you heard any sounds?"

Xu Fan stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the valley and continued, "Don't be influenced by others."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, it could be that there was such a loud howl in the valley, and these ordinary monks would not be able to hear it.

Lan Yan'er stepped forward and saw that several monks with wheels outside the valley were a little dazed and at a loss when they were taken by the momentum they rushed out, and immediately reassured, "Just tell the truth, don't be afraid."

"Return, return..."

Stared at by Lan Yan'er's solemn eyes, the first Wheel Guard Monk was a little flustered, and he didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, the chakra monk on the side was still quite bold, and he plucked up his courage and said, "Returning to the eldest lady, we saw you flying out, and there were gusts of wind, and the others were not heard."

"Really?"

"Hugh is going to lie!" The expression on Lan Yan'er's face became more and more solemn, and a great monk beside her scolded sharply.

"I, I, we didn't lie!"

The Wheel Guard Monk who mustered up his courage hesitated, but finally raised his head to meet the cold eyes of the Great Monk in front of him.

The Great Monk also knew that he had lost his identity, turned to look at Xu Fan, frowned and asked, "Xu Shaoxia, what the hell is going on?"

"Yes? What's going on? Xu Gongzi knows something, but don't hide it from Yan'er."

Lan Yan'er's expression gradually returned to normal, and the solemn color on her face gradually disappeared.

She is the eldest lady of the Lan family, and she can't mess up in case of trouble, let alone panic.

Everyone looked back at the valley, and the wind was faintly visible. Everyone didn't know whether to leave for a while, or continue to wait.

"It's better to wait."

Xu Fan didn't say it explicitly, after all, this involved the formation runes. If he says it, it will involve some unnecessary trouble.

"Wait?"

Lan Yan'er frowned slightly, not knowing what Xu Fan meant. Look back

Glancing at the two great monks beside him, he saw that they both had sad faces, their eyebrows were tightly locked, and they couldn't come up with a good solution.

"Since everyone can't do anything for the time being, let's wait for a while."

Lan Yan'er also thought in her heart, if she waited for a while, the wind would disperse, and maybe she could save one or two people.

Come over to Mo about half a pillar of incense, behind Gangfeng, those voices that were still roaring in pain gradually stopped, and even the roars of those strange beasts gradually disappeared.

"Is that an auditory hallucination?"

Lan Yan'er's beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at the strange valley in front of her in disbelief, she was already mentally prepared for the strange things she encountered in the underground palace of the Snow Mist Mountain Range, but she didn't expect that when she fell on her subordinates, she would still be confused.

At this time, the great monk on the side who had wanted to rush into the gang wind was also a little weak in his heart at this time. If he enters Gangfeng, he may be trapped in Gangfeng like Luo Honghua.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and was glad that Xu Fan reminded you.

Lan Yan'er threw a gratifying look at Xu Fan, and the rest of the ordinary monks also bowed their hands to thank Xu Fan for saving his life.

Although the two great monks still couldn't wipe off their face in their hearts, they arched their hands in Lan Yan'er's eyes looking back to show their gratitude.

Xu Fan just nodded lightly, the expression on his face was still solemn, this time, there were more and more strange things in the underground palace of the Snow Fog Mountain Range, the previous sand sea picture scroll, and the Gangfeng phantom sound at this moment, would make people lose their minds and become puppets.

Coupled with the Yin Yang Evil Sect that had been hidden in the shadows and the forces related to them, the Heavenly Punishment Trial in the Underground Palace of the Snow Mist Mountain Range was full of weirdness.

Also, the evil dragon that was really suppressed in the dungeon was still silently staring at its target, a body that could fool the disciples of the White Jade Immortal Palace.

Xu Fan looked at the valley suspiciously, pondered for a long time, and finally shook his head and sighed,

"They're actually dead a long time ago, and only their voices are left in the wind. It's better not to come to this place in the future, maybe something even weirder will happen."

Lan Yan'er was also a little worried in her heart, thought about it, nodded in agreement, and immediately commanded everyone,

"Now that we can't enter the valley, Luo Xian may have really been killed. This valley, I will tell the Presbyterian Church and the Offering Hall, that it will be made a forbidden place."

"We, the monks of the Lan Clan, are not allowed to trespass."

"Yes."

Everyone clasped their fists and saluted.

Then, everyone began to slowly leave this dense mountain forest, turning a blind eye to the fierce eyes hidden in the mountain forest.

If Luo Honghua is rescued, maybe there will be a plough to sweep the hole.

Looking at the sluggish expressions and low morale of everyone when they went back, Lan Yan'er was also a little dazed in her heart.

Bai Luohe had said in front of her that Xu Fan was the only person who could help her leave the underground palace of the Snow Misty Mountain Range, and today's sudden incident also confirmed that Xu Fan had an ability that no one else had.

Then, she took a few more steps closer to Xu Fan's side and said softly, "Young Master Xu, do you really have a way to leave the Snow Mist Mountain Mountain Underground Palace safely?"

When he said this, even the two great monks in front of him trembled in their hearts, since they entered the underground palace of the Snow Mist Mountain Range, they had never thought that they would leave here alive.

Now they are just thinking about how long they can live, otherwise, with the strength of their great cultivators, where can they be happy and happy, how can they be willing to become a worshipper of the Lan clan,

Xu Fan slowly turned his head sideways and glanced at Lan Yan'er, who was as white as a beautiful jade, with a touch of hope and a hint of longing in his beautiful eyes that were as bright as a galaxy.

I'm afraid that this little girl will live a frightened life after coming to the Snow Fog Mountain Range, even if she meets her father, she will live in fear.

From Xu Fan's clear watery eyes, he couldn't see half of the expression fluctuation, Lan Yan'er's nose was sour, she sobbed a few times, and sobbed,

"I, I miss my mother. I don't know how my mother is doing now."

The Lan clan was almost a family member who was punished by the Immortal Palace Heavenly Punishment and was introduced into the snow mist

In the mountains, only those old and weak women and children were left in the family, and they all had no talent for cultivation.

Allowing such a group of people to stay in the outside world, it is conceivable that in the past, the power of the Lan clan was so powerful, no one dared to fight the idea of the Lan clan, and now the only people left can almost be said to have no power to resist, and any army may put the Lan clan's relatives in the outside world...

Thinking of this, the Yingying water waves in Lan Yan'er's eyes couldn't be stopped at all, and she grabbed the frame.

Previously, the main reason why she chose to believe in Bai Luohe was that she really wanted to leave here to protect her mother, she...

For a while, everyone around didn't know what to do. Their usually lively and exciting eldest lady was almost crying at this time, and no one knew when it happened and how it happened.

The two great monks walking in front may have guessed some of these tricks, and as the offerings of the Lan clan, they can only let it go, and there is no way.

Seeing a little girl crying beside him, Xu Fan was also a little at a loss.

took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve robe and handed it to Lan Yan'er, and said softly,

"Your mother should be able to take care of herself, the Lan clan is the number one clan in the Chu Kingdom, and there should still be a foundation in the family, which is beyond the reach of other families. It's you, you're the most dangerous one right now."

Lan Yan'er didn't care who the silk handkerchief in Xu Fan's hand was, she picked it up casually, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and whimpered,

"I, I, I just miss my mother. My father would always lie to me and say that I would be able to go out soon. But when we came to the Snow Mist Mountains, this ghost god didn't know what time, we... I..."

The underground palace of the Snow Mist Mountain Range is actually a huge formation that seals the evil dragon, and those illusions and forbidden places may be a certain needle eye of the formation, but now there is a mistake, and it will be broken into.

It can be seen that the ancient sword that was suppressed on the Evil Dragon's Back Mountain Range was already broken, and it was impossible to continue to suppress the Evil Dragon Ridge.

"I can't reunite you with your mother."

Seeing that Lan Yan'er was still crying, Xu Fan listened to some research and development, and his voice became a little colder.

"But, but..." Lan Yan'er didn't know what to say for a while, it was impossible for Bai Luohe to lie to her, and she firmly believed this.

However, at this moment, Xu Fan told her that he had no way to reunite her with her mother.

What's the secret?

Lan Yan'er gently held the silk handkerchief in her hand, and she could smell the faint fragrance in her hand, which was different from the faint fragrance on her body, but it was somewhat familiar.

"It's Sister Xiaohe?!"

As if holding her out in her hand, Lan Yan'er suddenly chuckled, and the laughter was beautiful, as crisp as a silver bell.

If it weren't for the redness and swelling at the corners of his eyes, the people around him would definitely not believe that their eldest lady had just cried.

Seeing this scene, the two great monks shook their heads secretly, and they couldn't help but feel a little gloating in their hearts.

"Xu Fan, ah, Xu Fan. You actually hit the eldest lady with your idea, you don't need Wang Bingtang and them to clean you up, the patriarch will definitely not be able to spare you."

......

A scattered area in the northeast of the Lan Clan's camp is where Lan Yan'er rests, close to the grand tent in the center of the entire camp, there is an extremely strict security tent, and there are four or five patrol teams inside and outside, including a great monk to lead the team.

This tent is the pearl of the Lan clan chief's palm. Lan Yan'er's resting place.

Even at this time, the tent was empty, and the squad of monks patrolling around did not decrease.

There is a plain white camp tent on the east side of Lan Yan'er's camp tent, which is cut from ancient trees of snow-white mountains on all sides, and the top is a whole snow-white exotic animal fur, which is completely integrated.

This camp tent is Bai Luohe's camp tent, at this time there is a young man standing outside, wearing a snow-white brocade robe, a plain white cloud pattern brocade belt tied around his waist, and a long hair tied to the top of his head with a hosta.

"Lan Honghaona

The guy went to the White Maiden again?"

"This is taking advantage of the eldest lady's absence, I want to go..."

"Who's to say it's not, I heard that during this time, a man lived in the White Maiden's tent."

"Alone? Who? It can't be Miss Lan, right?"

"No, no! I seem to have seen him once, but it was a little far away at the time, and I couldn't see the person's face clearly."

"Yes, I've heard it too, it's the one, the one who saw it with his own eyes, and it's said that the person who lived in the White Maiden's tent was a teenager."

"Really? Now Lan Honghao, that guy will not give up! There's a good show to watch."

As he spoke, the young monk who was hiding not far away "giggled", with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes stared at the camp tent holding plain white.

When the monks guarding outside the tent saw the visitors, their brows were furrowed, and their faces were bitter, and they did not know whether to stop each other or not.

Lan Honghao is a handsome young man in the Lan clan's lineage, and since he came to the underground palace of the Snow Mist Mountain Range, he has not caused much harm to those female cultivators who have taken refuge in the Lan clan.

If Bai Luohe hadn't been taken care of by Lan Yan'er, I'm afraid he would have been succeeded by Lan Honghao a long time ago.

The fierce battle between Xu Fan and more than a dozen great monks in the worship hall was outside the Lan camp.

These Lan clan disciples had only heard that someone had fought with the Offering Hall, and the specific details were blocked by the Offering Hall, and the vast majority of the people in the camp did not know the specific situation at all.

Killing people and snatching treasures was seriously injured by the other party, which is particularly disgraceful to say.

The deacons of the worship hall finally discussed and decided to suppress the matter. And the news that the seventh deacon Wang Bingtang was seriously injured still could not be hidden, and the high-ranking members of the Lan clan heard the name of the young man, but no one knew what Xu Fan looked like.

A gentleman who has been hollowed out by wine, no one dares to provoke him in the Chu State, and he does some dirty things to flirt with female cultivators on weekdays.

Ordinary people, he still can't look at it. I am only interested in the ladies of those powerful families in Kyoto, Chu State, and women with cultivation talents.

As a result, those powerful people in Kyoto of Chu State could only quietly send their women out of Kyoto and hide in various fiefdoms.

The Lan family is less evil, they can't afford to provoke it, and they don't dare to offend.

is such a person, the cup immortal palace heavenly punishment is transmitted into the snow mist mountain range, but his luck is surprisingly good.

When Lan Honghao woke up, there were actually a group of Lan clans around him, and he relied on his identity and began to command.

Fell into the underground palace of the Snow Fog Mountains, eavesdropped on the conversation between his father and his uncle and patriarch, and learned that leaving the underground palace of the Snow Fog Mountains was already slim, and he began to break the jar and break down, and since then he has only been interested in women.

The moment he met Bai Luohe, Lan Honghao became obsessed, and often cried outside Lan Yan'er's tent.

If it weren't for the uncle's face, Lan Yan'er would definitely beat Lan Honghao away.

However, after all, it was her cousin, and she really couldn't do it.

Therefore, the monks guarding outside the tent of the Bai Luohe camp would often see the famous young master in the Lan clan's camp in front of them, and no one dared to provoke them.

A few hours ago, I learned that Lan Yan'er was going out with a team of monks to practice.

Lan Honghao, who was not interested in this, learned from his subordinate monks that Lan Yan'er went out this time and did not bring Bai Luohe with him.

Hearing this, Lan Honghao's eyes lit up, and he involuntarily began to believe in the various situations in which he pushed Bai Luohe down.

"This time, Lao Tzu will definitely cook raw rice and mature rice. Look at what Yan'er's stinky girl can do. Last time, my father had already met with the patriarch, saying that he would marry Bai Luohe to me as the main house. The patriarch's uncle also agreed, but in the end, Yan'er's stinky girl ruined my good deeds."

"This time, Young Master Ben wants to see if there is no Lan Yan to stop him, who dares to spoil my good deeds."

Full of good deeds for him and Bai Luohe, Lan Honghao led a group of monks, among which there were two Lan clan worshippers. Almost all the high-level officials of the Lan clan knew that Lan Honghao's cultivation talent was average, and the elders of the Lan clan would send him to protect Lan Honghao and ensure his safety.

"Don't hurry up and get out of the way for Young Master Ben

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Lan Honghao's nostrils turned to the sky, and he coldly glanced at the two monks who were blocking his way. Immediately, several monks rushed up behind him, driving aside several patrolling monks who had stopped in front of his young master.

The surrounding area was instantly quiet, and those monks who still wanted to step forward to dissuade them also fought and retreated when they saw such a formation, unwilling to provoke this evil god.

In the eyes of their group of ordinary monks who took refuge in the Lan Clan, Lan Honghao and Lan Yan'er were cousins, that was the real family, they were just monks who were vassals in the Lan Clan, just to have a backer in the underground palace of the Snow Mist Mountain Range to shelter from the wind and rain.

In the eyes of many people, Bai Luohe just doesn't open his eyes. In the underground palace where it is unpredictable whether it will survive tomorrow, what an honor it is to be favored by the noble son of the Lan family.

The cowering eyes around him made Lan Honghao very satisfied, and he liked this feeling.

You are obviously unhappy with me, but you can't help but look like I'm helpless, it is the look that Lan Honghao saw from the eyes of the monks around him, and he couldn't help laughing proudly.

Ignore everyone anymore, and need to solve the matter as soon as possible, while Lan Yan'er is not there.

Lan Honghao glanced at the two great monks behind him, and the two of them understood, and walked towards the plain white tent with Lan Honghao.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got closer, Lan Honghao was about to raise his hand to open the curtain on the main gate of the camp tent, but he was blocked by a middle-aged monk on the side.

"Who are you, dare to be the path of this young master, you don't have long eyes!" Lan Honghao withdrew his hand, raised his eyes and looked at the middle-aged monk, and said with some amusement, "Ma Chengping, you dare to do good things against Lao Tzu?"

Ma Chengping is Lan Yan'er's personal guard, and his own cultivation is also extraordinary.

If it was someone else, Lan Honghao would have done it himself, but he couldn't beat the person in front of him, even if the other party stood there and didn't fight back, he couldn't fight.

Pulling out a clean brocade handkerchief from his sleeve robe, Lan Honghao slowly wiped the back of his hand that was touched by the middle-aged monk, and said coldly, "Shoot him to death for me!"

Ma Pingcheng looked stunned, he didn't expect that Young Master Honghao would really dare to let people do it here, he had been following Lan Yan'er before, and naturally he had gone with Lan Yan'er to meet Xu Fan, and had seen Xu Fan's terrifying posture of defeating more than a dozen great monks with his own strength.

I just want to remind Lan Honghao that Miss Yan'er has personally explained that she can't come to disturb Miss Bai's rest.

Unexpectedly, before he could speak, a great monk behind Lan Honghao raised his hand, and a wisp of qi lifted the middle-aged monk away, rolling several times in midair.

With a "bang~", he slammed into the grass, and his face was already bloody and blurry.

"This is a warning to you! And you!" Lan Honghao turned around slowly, swept over the people around him with a proud face, and saw those frightened eyes, and his heart was very happy.

"Young Master Honghao, you must not go in. I really can't!"

Ma Pingcheng still had a piece of dirt in his mouth, but he still didn't forget to remind Lan Honghao that the white girl's tent really couldn't be broken.

After welcoming Xu Fan into the camp with Lan Yan'er, Ma Pingcheng didn't expect that Xu Fan could actually live in the white girl's tent, but only his eldest lady would rest once in a while.

The white girl did not object, and neither did her own eldest lady.

How many young children in the Lan clan's camp are secretly pursuing the white girl, the eldest lady of her own family does not know, but she still does not stop it, it is conceivable that the identity of this Xu Gongzi is extremely unusual.

Ma Pingcheng secretly guessed in his heart that this white girl and Xu Fan should have some kind of relationship.

He looked at Lan Honghao's smug expression and remembered that if he let Xu Gongzi know that he had broken into the white girl's camp, there would definitely be a big problem.

As Lan Yan'er's personal guard, Ma Pingcheng didn't want this kind of thing to happen when he was guarding it.

He got up from the grass, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and the tip of his nose, limped towards Lan Honghao, and said word by word, "On the orders of the eldest lady, no one can trespass into the camp!"

"Wow~Wow~"

In an instant, more than a dozen cultivators were patrolling around

Taxi rushed over from all over and stood beside Ma Pingcheng. They all clasped their fists and saluted, "Yes!"

"Ma Heisei! You! Very! Very good! Good for you, Ma Heisei! How dare you go against Young Master Ben!"

A group of people suddenly appeared, which was a provocation to him.

In the Lan clan's camp, no one dared to provoke him Lan Honghao, even if it was the other descendants of the family, no one dared to confront him face to face.

He is the grandson of the younger generation of the Lan family, and everyone has to call him big brother when they see him.

If his father hadn't given up the position of head of the family back then, this Lan family.... z.br>

Thinking of this, the resentment in Lan Honghao's heart became a little heavier, and he scolded the two great monks beside him, "Are you two idiots? Don't you see that they're provoking me?"

"Drive them all away! Save me from being in the way."

Lan Honghao's blood swelled at any time, and he was a little dizzy, but he was not stupid. This is Lan Yan'er's territory, he can beat and scold and clean up, but he must not cause death.

This is the unwritten rule of the Lan clan, whoever is under his command is in charge. No one else should act in a way unless it is a decision made by the patriarch or the clan elders.

It was precisely because of this that the two great monks who were guarding behind Lan Honghao did not make a move at the first time, they knew that their young master was short-tempered, and the two of them had to follow the temper of the old master, and in the end, they would not only be scolded by the young master, but also punished by the worship hall.

The two of them stood in place, and with a slight lift of their hands, several qi machines rushed out of their sleeve robes, sending all the more than ten ordinary monks around the periphery flying.

Every monk who was shocked could only bear it, and there was no other way, let them move towards the great monk, wouldn't that be looking for their own death!

On one side is the eldest lady Lan Yan'er, and on the other side is Lan Honghao, the noble son of the family.

If he stepped forward to offend Lan Honghao, if he didn't stand up, Ma Pingcheng was the eldest lady, and their group of monks were all people under the command of the eldest lady.

Once they were driven out of the camp by the Lan Clan, they had to face the terrifying beasts in the dungeon of the Snow Mist Mountain Range alone, and they had no intention of pronouncing death.

It was finally quiet in front of him, and all he could see were monks who had fallen to the ground, all of them were holding their bodies and moaning in pain, and several of them were directly upside down, their heads were inserted into the grass, and their legs kept shaking back and forth in mid-air, seeing Lan Honghao laugh instantly.

The unhappy mood made by Ma Pingcheng has also calmed down a lot.

Straightening the robe on his body and revealing a gentle, considerate smile, Lan Honghao asked to the left and right, "How?" How?"

The two great monks squeezed out a mouthful of old yellow teeth, "Young Master is handsome! Thief!"

Lan Honghao nodded with satisfaction, and was about to reach out again to open the plain white door curtain, when Ma Pingcheng's weak voice came from behind him, "Young Master Honghao, you can't go in!"

This time, before Lan Honghao could get angry, one of the great cultivators flashed, leaving only an afterimage in place.

The next moment, the Great Monk slapped his palm heavily on Ma Pingcheng's neck, using less than a layer of force, which looked very heavy, which could be regarded as a kind of shock to others, to see who would dare to spoil the good deeds of their young master.

One of the great monks, Ma Pingcheng's strength could not resist even if he was strong, a wisp of qi was pressed, he fainted instantly, his body fell straight down, and he smashed on the grass with a "bang~", splashing a piece of grass clippings.

The others could only turn their heads away, as if they didn't see it.

This time, no one dared to step forward to dissuade him, Ma Pingcheng was beaten like this, who would dare to step forward.

The expression on Lan Honghao's face changed so richly, happy, happy, then angry, furious, and then showed a happy smile again, this time, no one could stop him.

"Bai Luohe is mine! No one should think about bad things for Lao Tzu."

He coldly instructed the two great monks beside him, "Whoever comes, stop me. Even if Lan Yan'er comes in person, it can't be."

In the past, Lan Yan'er was in front of him

, he didn't have a chance to kiss Fang Ze, as long as someone helped him stop Lan Yan'er, after the matter was completed, the entire Lan clan, who would dare to do anything to him!

Even if it is Lan Yan'er, the eldest lady of the Lan family, so what, she is just a little girl, and she wants to marry after all.

In the future Lan family, it is not her turn to be Lan Yan'er.

Thinking of the future of the Lan family, Lan Honghao was inevitably a little hesitant in his heart. However, in front of the beauty, all this was left behind by him.

There is wine today and drunk today, but now there is no wine, but she is a beauty at present, and she is not flying and happy, no matter how much the flood is raging after him.

Lan Honghao excitedly opened the plain white door curtain, and saw a plump and bewitching woman, thinking that it was Bai Luohe's newly accepted mother-in-law.

When Mrs. Pan turned around, the turbulent and alluring face made Lan Honghao look a little stupid.

Although she is a woman in her early thirties, she still has a plump figure, seductive eyes, and sultry red lips.

In short, the perfect and beautiful face in front of him made Lan Honghao freeze in place for a while, but he didn't listen.

At first, the two great monks also cared, and every time the young master of their family saw a beauty, he looked like this, and he couldn't lift his feet.

But this time, hearing Lan Honghao's "hehe" laughter, the two always felt that something was wrong.

The two of them frowned slowly, but they were still a step slower, only to feel a surging qi rush out of the tent, and the two of them were swept up by this powerful qi machine, and they retreated more than ten steps in a row before they stabilized their figures.

And Lan Honghao's faint body, the body hollowed out by beauty, can withstand the blow of the great monk's raised hand.

Looking at the body curled up into a "shrimp", it flew out upside down, and shouted in horror in mid-air, "Help! Help me! Come on!"

The strong wind from the qi machine dispersed the words in his mouth, and when everyone saw what was happening, Lan Honghao hit his head on the ground, didn't enter half a foot, shook a few times, and fell heavily on the grass with a "snap".

"Squeak~squeak~smack!"

At the same time, the ears of the two great monks moved, and their hearts trembled, it was the sound of Lan Honghao's bones shattering.