Li Luohan took Lan Shen's words as a compliment.

"Doesn't that mean that I am single-minded and desperate for Mi'er, loving each other from the beginning?" He raised his chin proudly and lifted the screen with Lan Shen.

It stands to reason that the priest is gone, and they should go out as well.

However, there is one thing that Li Luohan and Lan Shen are quite curious, what the hell did Si Hui see, so heartbroken.

The two looked at each other silently, and they all looked inside.

The white gauze tent flew, and a vague figure could be seen behind it.

Eyes dropped, two pairs of boots next to the bed.

There were also man-style skulls and belts on the ground.

So fierce?

Take care of the master to the bed!

Li Luohan's eyes lit up, and he was about to exclaim when he opened his mouth.

Lan Shen immediately covered his mouth and dragged the person out.

Out of the inner room, he also closed the door very thoughtfully.

Li Luohan was blocked by Lan Shen, almost suffocated to death, and when he came out, he pushed him away directly, rushed to the door in one go, and took a big breath.

"Oh, I'm glad I had you, otherwise I'd be doomed." He patted his chest with palpitations.

Lan Shen smiled faintly, "Congfeng is just a little tempered, but it's not so exaggerated." ”

Li Luohan felt that he was still too young, "A little tempered?" I think he's going to kill me! ”

"Kill you? Are you stupid again? "Senior Sister is right behind him.

Li Luohan chuckled, stopped panting, and straightened his waist.

"How could I be, I'm so smart, how could I be stupid, hehehe."

Senior Sister gave a look, and he automatically gave way.

Senior Sister walked behind the new table and looked up at him, "Help me sharpen the ink." ”

Li Luohan knew that she would practice calligraphy every day, but today when she went up the mountain to see the snow, she encountered her master injured again, and she was delayed, so she has to practice calligraphy now.

My daughter-in-law is diligent and hardworking, and she will not slack off on such a stressful day.

Li Luohan was honored, and a proud look appeared on his face.

Lan Shen saw that there would be nothing going on inside for a while, and he also went to the courtyard to practice.

At night, Xiao soaked in the pig killing bucket, his head twisting hard, trying to see through the gap in the window to see what was going on inside.

The demons bullied the door several times, and the masters of Xiaolinshan didn't know what to do after discussing for a long time, so they recommended Zhuang Lao to go to the dean and seek the protection of Dalinshan.

At this time, the dean was discussing it with the elders of the Chinese generation, so let him think of a way together.

Zhuang Lao didn't come if he had a way, so he sat in the corner and listened to their gossip.

Zhongli was deeply affected by it, and hated the demons, and said from beginning to end that he would lead the whole courtyard to kill the night clan directly, eradicate the demons in one fell swoop, and eliminate the harm for the people!

Zhuang Lao drank tea and glanced at it with small eyes.

This Zhongli Elder is really enough, doesn't he want the whole academy to send them to death?

At the beginning, his skills were so high, and the most powerful elder in Dalin Mountain was not beaten silently to the point that his meridians were completely broken, and his cultivation was completely destroyed.

After eating such a big defeat, he didn't make him understand, isn't it good to live honestly for a few more years?

The ants are still stealing, and he has a handful of old bones, and he can't afford to toss.

What's more, those little dolls in Xiaolinshan have no cultivation, and when they encounter demons, they are not eaten one by one.

What kind of advice is he making, he clearly wants to make Wuxian Academy extinct like Qikuolou!

Fortunately, he was so impulsive, and the dean and Elder Zhongyi ignored his words.

Zhongyi thinks that Yeqi's identity is special, although she is a princess of the demon clan, she has been practicing in the Qin Painting Academy, and the Qin Painting Academy has not discovered her identity.

Zhongren was in charge of the warehouse, and he thought to himself whether he should buy more medicine.

If the academy really clashed with the demons, there would definitely be serious casualties.

Zhongzhi belongs to the kind of people who don't have a brain, and when they heard Zhongli's words, they felt that he made sense.

If they retreat, the demons will definitely think that they are easy to bully, and they will be even more unscrupulous, and if they are unprepared, they may not lose.

However, he also knew that it was difficult to deal with the demons, but fortunately, the demons did not dare to do anything to their elders in the mountains now, and he was not in any danger.

It's just a pity that a few disciples died.

As for the woman in Xiaolinshan, it's not a pity to die!

Zhongzhi thought that Qingyan's life was so big, and he could survive the heart-devouring hairpin, and his brows furrowed.

He habitually brushed his thinning hair with his five fingers, tilted his head, and caught a glimpse of a scoop outside the council chamber gesturing to him.

Yiluo didn't dare to let people find out, hid in the bushes, and kept waving to Zhongzhi.

Zhongzhi pointed at himself suspiciously, and when he saw him, he nodded hurriedly, looking anxious, and his first reaction was to think of Jiang Bi.

Could it be that the people of the demon race are here again?

No way!

If the demons come to attack, there is no need for a scoop to hide like this.

Zhongzhi thought for a moment, clutched his stomach, and excused himself to leave the council hall under the pretext that it was convenient to leave.

For a while, everyone couldn't discuss a conclusive solution.

The dean knew that this matter was very tricky, and used a microphone to contact Wei Lai of the Qin Painting Academy.

Wei Lai would contact Senior Sister regularly, knowing that Wu Xian Academy had killed more than a dozen disciples by the Demon Clan, but he didn't know about Qingyan.

Suddenly received Mr. Lu's microphone and was a little surprised, when he learned that the Qingyan girl was injured, he didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly reported to the dean of the piano painting, Du Tianzhong.

Twilight Bell pushed the matter to the senior sister again, and finally returned to square one.

The senior sister was in Wuxian Academy, and she still faced Mr. Lu through the microphone of the twilight bell, the two glanced at each other, and the senior sister smiled and cut off the microphone.

At the critical moment, everyone needs to help each other, Wei Lai is worried that the demons are becoming more and more rampant, so he reminded Kong Qun of Sanliu.

Kong Qun was quite surprised when he received the news of his microphone, and his little eyebrows hooked one by one.

He was originally basking in the sun on his legs, looking unkempt and lazy, but he quickly got up and sat upright, putting on a dignified and steady elder's style.

He can't let outsiders think that they don't have the demeanor of a graduate school!

Wei Lai saw that he was still fanning his fan on such a day, and he was elegant, so he sneered and explained the reason.

However, he didn't say anything about Qingyan's injury, lest he take the opportunity to visit Bajie.

Kong Qun is quite bored these days, and he heard that the demon clan went to Wuxian to make trouble, so he had to pester Wei Lai to tell him more.

He also said that it was spring when the flowers were blooming, and the flowers in Sanliu were particularly beautiful and unique, so should you send him a little more.

Isn't it going to rot if you send it so far?

Wei Lai didn't believe he was sincere.

The climate south of Zegensui is on the dry side, with long winters.

There is still ice outside the Qin Painting Academy, and there is not a single flower, Kong Qun is clearly showing off!

Kong Qun Lala said a lot of miscellaneous things, what flowers and what grass, Wei Lai was also very patient, and waited until he finished talking nonsense before ending the microphone.

In the end, the flowers and plants painted by the piano were too monotonous, and he was tempted to say it.

Especially now that the ancient immortal grass roots in the back mountain are still in full bloom, as if they will never wither.

That stink, spreading everywhere, made the piano painting disciples flee outside to practice.

Wei Lai didn't want to stay in Cangshan City, but when the dean went out, he had to stay and take care of the house.

Alas~

I don't want to.

Thinking too much is sad.