After Xu Fan left with Lan Yan'er, he asked Mrs. Pan to take care of Bai Luohe here.

A monk who has exhausted the qi in his body, now is the weakest time, and Pan Niangzi also knows that Xu Fan took in Bai Luohe when he was in Guangling Mansion.

Regarding the relationship between the two, she only had some guesses in her heart.

This time, Xu Fan asked her to stay and take care of Bai Luohe, which was a test for her.

The two of them had just defeated more than a dozen great cultivators of the Lan clan some time ago, and now they were leaving her alone in the camp, not only to test her, but also to see what the rest of the Lan clan would do.

In the event of an accident, the sandworm beast under the tent can break through the ground and leave the place with the two of them in a hurry.

At the beginning, when Lan Honghao was blocked by the wheel guard monk outside, Pan Niangzi hid her qi and waited quietly in the front tent.

If it was a young master, she didn't have to worry, she wanted to see what kind of attitude those monks under Lan Yan'er's command were.

However, what happened made Pan Niangzi very helpless.

The Great Monk of the Lan Clan, who was accompanied by a handsome young man, could fight the monks under the command of the Lan Eldest Lady at will, but the Great Monk who stayed in the camp had no one to stop him.

For such a thing to happen, the corners of Pan Niangzi's mouth were slightly hooked, and a sneer appeared in the corners of her eyes.

"It seems that someone has interfered with this, and it is very coincidental that this temptation was arranged."

When Lan Honghao lifted the curtain at the main entrance of the camp tent, Pan Niangzi immediately made a move, and the great monk's qi did not hide it at all, and waved it towards the main gate of the camp tent.

In her prediction, even if the two great monks around Lan Honghao made a move, Lan Honghao would still be taught a lesson.

What Pan Niangzi didn't expect was that the two great monks reacted a lot slower, and the wisp of qi that raised their hands almost all hit Lan Honghao's body, knocking him out, and spun several times in mid-air before he fell heavily on the grass more than ten zhang away.

I don't know if the two Great Monks intentionally or unintentionally, or if the two of them have already received the news, the Great Monks who are guarding in Lan Yan'er's camp will only stand by and watch, and will not intervene.

However, now, things have happened, Lan Honghao was beaten to the bone and tendons, and he was paralyzed on the grass, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"You! ...... You!"

The two great monks hurriedly stepped forward, trying to lift Lan Honghao up from the grass, and turned back to stare coldly at the figure at the door of the tent.

Pan Niangzi's expression was as usual, her slender fingers lifted the curtain of the tent, stepped out of half of her body, and glanced at the two great monks contemptuously,

"What? Trespassing into other people's tents, this is the character of your son-in-law? As a great monk, I don't know how to discipline well!"

"I don't know if the two are the great monks under the command of the son of the Lan clan? Is this how to take care of your son-in-law? In the Lan camp, they blatantly do things like chickens and dogs."

Pan Niangzi's voice was cold, but it still spread far away, almost all over the surrounding camps of the Lan Clan's sons, making many Lan Clan people frown slightly.

This is clearly to completely stamin Lan Honghao's reputation and make him discredited in the family.

Although Lan Honghao's reputation is not good, everyone is just talking in private and secretly laughing.

Unexpectedly, a great monk under Lan Yan'er actually tore the fig leaf in public.

The two of them almost wanted to get angry, but the worry about Lan Honghao in their hearts suppressed their anger, but they were severely taught a lesson by the woman who came out of the camp.

However, the top priority for the two of them at the moment is to treat Lan Honghao as soon as possible, once they are seriously injured, the two of them will be in great trouble, and maybe they will be driven out of the worship hall and reduced to laborers who are outside to explore the underground palace of the Snow Mist Mountain Range.

"Give, give, teach me a good lesson! I'm going to let her die!"

Spit out the dirt in his mouth, Lan Hong's face was full of atmosphere for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and with the close protection of the two great monks, he was still attacked by someone.

He did not dare to be angry with the two great monks who were guarding him, so he could only order two or two to clean up the plump women standing in the main gate of the camp.

"You take care of Hong Hao's son!"

One of the great monks instructed the other, and at the same time scolded the ordinary monks accompanying him, "Don't go to the old man quickly, if the young master has a good deal, I will skin you!"

Several ordinary monks shuddered, and one of them, a shrewd monk, quickly nodded yes and hurried away in the direction of the worship hall.

Looking at an old man in a linen robe who walked away, Pan Niangzi narrowed her apricot eyes slightly, and her voice was cold, "What? Still want to do something here?"

The old man in the hemp robe knew the meaning of the other party's words, this is Lan Yan'er's camp, if you really want to make a move, the consequences will not be easy to bear.

glanced back at Lan Honghao, but there was a vicious voice from his young master, "Don't give it to me yet, don't kill her, catch her alive, Lao Tzu will treat her well."

As he spoke, Lan Honghao and his bloody tongue licked his lips, revealing a touch of Yi

The evil smile seemed to be able to train the plump woman well in the next moment.

"A great monk, still such a plump and beautiful woman."

Unconsciously, Lan Honghao's thoughts began to fly, and from time to time he let out a bad laugh of "hehe".

For the female monk who suddenly appeared, the old man in the linen robe was also a little stunned, the worship hall didn't say that the big monk stationed here would not make a move.

Now, he has to go all out to make up for the serious consequences that Lan Honghao's injury may bring.

"Whoosh!"

The old man in the linen robe flicked his sleeve robe, and a very thin light rushed out from between his fingers, and the faint cold light was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it flew out more than ten zhang, almost rushing to three inches in front of Pan Niangzi.

Pan Niangzi frowned lightly, she didn't expect that a sanctimonious old man would actually major in assassination, if she hadn't been cultivated in the dark since she was a child, maybe she would really be confused by the other party's appearance.

She raised her hand a little forward, and several qi machines burst out from her fingertips, forming a faint qi barrier in front of her.

"I didn't expect Your Excellency to be an assassin!"

The old man in the linen robe suddenly condensed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth showed a solemn look, unexpectedly, using poisonous needles to make the opponent lose the power to resist, which was his means of becoming famous.

In the past, he would always take advantage of the other party's unpreparedness and rush out with a poisonous needle, even if it was a great monk.

"Buzz.... Buzz..."

The faint cold light continued to hit the barrier of the qi engine, blooming with a dazzling glow, and at the same time, there was a sharp tremor sound.

As an old great monk, although the strength of the old man in the hemp robe is not the peak of the great monk, it is far superior to the ordinary great monk, and he really didn't expect that his sudden attack would be blocked by the plump woman in front of him with a qi barrier.

A sneer appeared at the corner of the old man's mouth in the hemp robe, and several faint cold lights burst out from the sleeve robe in his hand, and the speed was so fast that it was not inferior to the poisonous needle in front of him.

In the eyes of others, the speed of the more than ten faint cold lights was extremely fast. But in Pan Niangzi's eyes, she saw very clearly, the flight traces of those poisonous needles, and the void ripples brought by the poisonous needles.

The qi machine in Pan Niangzi's hand increased a little more, and when she raised her hand and pushed forward, the poison needle closest to her began to make a "trembling" sound, and then it was shattered by an invisible qi machine two inches in front of Pan Niangzi's body, turning into a torrent of falling diamond crumbs.

At the same time, more than a dozen silver needles that came from behind made a sound of "Ping Pong Pa Pa ~" in front of this powerful qi machine barrier.

More than a dozen places in the void emitted the light of gold and stone colliding, and after each sea of fire dispersed, everyone could clearly see that the thin silver needle emitted a cold light, and the tip of the needle rippled, constantly resisting the momentum of the sterilization needle.

"You! How is this possible?"

At the same time, manipulating more than a dozen poisonous needles, the old man in the hemp robe began to have some qi exhaustion, and the cyclone points in his body were also running rapidly, pouring more qi to his fingertips, and the surrounding heaven and earth vitality was quickly swallowed by whales. Chinese Net

As soon as the words of surprise fell, another poisonous needle was destroyed by the powerful qi machine.

These poisonous needles are connected to the meridians of the old man in the hemp robe with qi, and if he destroys one, he will be injured by one point.

If there are more than ten poisonous needles, they are all counted

If it is destroyed, the old man in the linen robe will definitely be seriously injured and will no longer be able to guard Lan Honghao's side.

Seeing this, Lan Honghao's smug and greedy eyes gradually changed, and a touch of surprise and shock began to appear.

There are many great monks in the Lan family's worship hall, he knows and has never heard of it, there is an extra female great monk under Lan Yan'er, and her strength is actually on par with Li Lao beside him, and there are even signs of starting to suppress Li Lao.

Although Lan Honghao is a young master, he also knows that one is not enough, so there is another one.

He looked sideways at the other great monk who was guarding him, pondered for a moment, and said, "Elder Wang, please trouble you to take action."

The middle-aged scribe in a splendid robe, standing with his hands in his hands, always staring at the battle in front of him, heard Lan Honghao's order, his heart was a little different, but he still refused,

"Young Master Honghao, if I also make a move, it will inevitably cause a sensation, I am worried that the great monks who are guarding here in the worship hall will..."

"Don't worry, I'm here. The great monk of the worship hall will not fail to give me face!"

Lan Honghao thought in his heart at this time that he wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, and he had not forgotten the purpose of his coming.

If it really turned into a fierce battle between the great monks, even his father would not be able to spare him.

Once it involves the level of the great monk, Lan Honghao shuddered when he thought about his father's stinky black face.

He needs to take Bai Luohe as soon as possible, as for the archesses in front of him, just think about it in his heart, unless... Lan Yan'er's quirky and cute jade face appeared in his mind, and Lan Honghao was thinking about what he could exchange for.

The middle-aged scribe named Li Lao also knew that he couldn't stay here for long, so he flew and jumped, and soon fell behind the old man in the linen robe.

At this time, there were only a few of the more than ten poisonous needles left, and the qi barrier in front of Pan Niangzi was also penetrated by the poisonous needles, unable to form a strong protection.

"Li still advises you to stop."

The middle-aged scribe didn't want to see the plump woman on the opposite side being pierced by a poisonous needle, and the meridians of her body were secretly injured, so he dissuaded.

The other party sent another great monk, but it still didn't make Pan Niangzi feel worried, which shocked the old man in the linen robe and the middle-aged scribe Li Lao.

The old man in the linen robe could clearly feel that the qi in the body of the female monk on the opposite side was restrained by himself, and if another great monk made a move, she would definitely be defeated, and maybe she would be pierced through her body by his poisonous needle.

Not far away, with the support of several accompanying monks, Lan Honghao took a few steps forward, his brows gradually furrowed, and he was thinking,

"Isn't this great monk too stupid, knowing that she can't compete with herself, and still holding on?"

He was about to open his mouth to mock, but he didn't expect to hear Pan Niangzi's disdainful voice, "If you want to make a move, you can make a move, why do you need so much nonsense!"

"Old Li! Pack her up for me! You must live!"

Hearing Pan Niangzi's slightly contemptuous tone, Lan Honghao was so angry that blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

When the middle-aged scribe Li Lao raised his hand, a wisp of "brush" turned into a wisp of qi threw out a large piece of "ink" and fell from the void, falling like "raindrops".

Facing the two great monks who shot at the same time, a trace of nervousness flashed in Pan Niangzi's eyes, and the qi barrier around her body swelled again, in the eyes of everyone, this was a dying struggle.

Dots of "ink" fell from mid-air, splashing large ripples on the air-engine barrier, and the "ink" and the air-engine barrier constantly collided, leaving more and more dense dents on the air-engine barrier.

On the other side, the "brush" above his head had more ink splashed down, and the fall became more and more violent.

Ma Pingcheng, who had just come to his senses, looked at the open space in front of the camp tent, where dozens of "deep pits" had been smashed out, and he hurriedly shouted, "Young Master Honghao, you have made a big disaster!" Hurry up and let them stop!"

Seeing that he was about to subdue the great female monk, and Ma Pingcheng's bitter persuasion came from his ears, Lan Honghao was bored and went back to take a look

Looking in the direction of the worship hall, he asked, "What about the doctor?" My arm still hurts so much!"

One of the monks flattered, "Soon, it's coming soon."

Lan Honghao tried to raise his leg and kick at the monk who was squeezing out a flattering smile at him, but he let out another scream,

"It hurts, it hurts! Hurry up and help your young master sit down, that ugly girl is really heavy enough. When I heal from my wounds, I'm sure I'll give her a good taste!"

Looking at it again, he saw that the qi barrier around Pan Niangzi's body had been compressed to the epidermis of her body, and Lan Honghao hurriedly shouted, "Two of you, you want to leave me a living person, a dead person, I'm not interested."

"What! My young master! What else are you thinking about at this time?"

The old man in the hemp robe and the middle-aged scribe both shook their heads secretly in their hearts, only the two of them knew best at this time, although the two of them joined forces to gain the upper hand, it was not easy to completely suppress the female monk in front of them for a while.

Mrs. Pan clenched her silver teeth and shouted into the tent, "White girl, how are you preparing?"

In the camp tent, Bai Luohe was carrying out scattered exercises according to Xu Fan's requirements, and the cyclone points in his body were completely destroyed, just like an ordinary person, but the damage in his body would be impossible to repair for a while and a half.

During this time, she had been taking the wine Xu Fan had left her, and only the pure Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the wine conceived in the True Solution Gourd could nourish the injuries in her body.

After Xu Fan left with Lan Yan'er, she was recuperating on her knees, but she didn't expect Lan Honghao to bring someone over at this time. She was running the scattered exercise technique left by Xu Fan, and at the most critical time, she could only ask Pan Niangzi to block it in the front tent.

Outside, the aftermath of the fierce battle between the great monks naturally affected her, and at this time, she heard the voice of Pan Niangzi's urging, Bai Luohe knew that she couldn't drag it out any longer, so she immediately responded.

"I've dragged down Senior Pan, and I'm fine." A somewhat weak voice came from inside the tent.

And this voice came into Lan Honghao's ears, like a heavenly sound, he couldn't help but feel itching in his heart, and shouted loudly with excitement, "Is it the white girl! The White Girl is me, I am—"

Lan Honghao noticed that the ground under him was shaking halfway through his voice, and the two great monks on the other side who were continuing to suppress Pan Niangzi also changed their expressions at this time.

"What's that?"

The two of them were about to shoot several more powerful qi engines and bombard them into the ground.

As a result, I saw a huge figure overturning the entire camp tent, the plain white camp tent was enough to accommodate dozens of people, but in front of this huge figure was like a rock in front of a huge mountain.

"Hiss~hiss~"

The sandworm beast lowered its head and looked down at the people below, letting out a sharp hiss.

The two great monks were forced by the qi of the sandworm beast, and they were freed from the suppression by Pan Niangzi in a trance.

A shadow flew up the back of the sandworm beast, and stood with Bai Luohe, who was dressed in plain white clothes.

Pan Niangzi silently recited the magic trick given to him by Xu Fan, and the sandworm beast under the seat flicked its long tail and lifted the crowd on the ground.

The old man in the linen robe and the middle-aged scribe quickly swept back, grabbed Lan Honghao's shoulder, and flew away from here.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

The sandworm beasts continued to attack, flying towards the periphery of the Lan Clan's camp, and swept away all the tents along the way.

"What bastard would dare to disturb Uncle Ben's rest! Don't you want to..."

Looking at a huge body flying overhead, the monk who was about to scold was dumbfounded, his limbs trembling and slumping on the ground, and there was actually a warm liquid flowing out of the hem of his robe, leaving a foul smell in the air.

"What's going on? Why is there another strange beast in the camp!"

"How is this possible! That beast isn't... It's not..."

Lan Honghao looked at the sand worm beast that was hundreds of feet long and flew quickly into the distance with two shadows, and in the blink of an eye, most of Lan Yan'er's camp periphery was blown away, and those ordinary monks could only dodge quickly, for fear of being used as rations by the strange beast.

Until the landing since

In his camp, standing at the edge, Lan Honghao's body was still trembling slightly, "I, I obviously saw the camp where the strange beast left with Yan'er, how could it appear here."

Receiving the news that Luo Honghua was trapped in a valley, Lan Yan'er personally led a team to rescue him, and there was this huge beast passing at that time.

It was precisely because of this that Lan Honghao dared to rush over with people, thinking that the sandworm beast had left, and the great monk who was controlling the beast went with him to rescue Luo Honghua. No one expected that this strange beast had been hiding under Bai Luohe's tent.

"This stinky girl!"

Lan Honghao knew that he had caused great trouble, if it was an ordinary great monk, he thought that he still had a way to calm Lan Yan'er's anger.

If it was a great monk who could control strange beasts, even his father and patriarch would be a corporal.

In the dungeon of the Snow Mist Mountain Range, where alien beasts are rampant, whichever force has a great monk who can control or even tame the alien beasts, it will have a few more chips to defeat other forces.

Now, he actually ordered the great monk who was close to protect him to take action against such a great monk!

Thinking of this, Lan Honghao's eyes moved, a vicious plan flashed in his mind, and he didn't care about the physical pain, so he let the two great monks help him to go to the clan elders' association, he had something important to discuss with the four clan elders.

Lan Yan'er's camp was in shambles at this time, and the wailing of the monks could be heard everywhere.

Pan Niangzi was a little rusty in controlling the sandworm beast, and the first time she controlled the beast, the feeling was indescribably nervous and excited.

For a while, he didn't grasp the direction of the alien beast's advance, and under the impact of a string of crooked and twisted beasts, the scales on the abdomen and tail of the sandworm alien beast still hurt many people.

Ma Pingcheng stood in place, looking at the sandworm beasts that were gradually about to rush out of the Lan camp, panicked, nervous, and more worried.

The eldest lady asked him to guard the camp, but it turned out to be like this. If he had seen Lan Honghao for the first time, he had asked all the monks under the command of the eldest lady to gather and force them to be numerous, maybe he would not have made such a big noise.

In this way, he Ma Pingcheng completely offended Lan Honghao, the eldest young master.

"Go find the eldest lady!"

Ma Pingcheng hurriedly took more than a dozen monks and rushed into the panicked crowd, at this time, he needed to hide his identity, find a way to leave the camp, and go to inform the eldest lady.

More than a dozen figures quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Looking at Ma Pingcheng's figure of more than ten people in the distance, the two people standing at the top of a small camp tent had complicated expressions, one had a touch of relief on his face, and the other had a touch of gloom on his face.

One of them was the great monk sent by the Offering Hall to guard Lan Yan'er's camp, and the other was a confidant of the Eighth Deacon of the Offering Hall.

"Brother Mu Yang, you have stabbed a big (0) trouble this time." The great monk with a touch of relief on his face sighed and said slowly.

He had a reason to explain, he only needed to explain that he was stopped halfway, and he believed that Lan Yan'er would not attack the worship hall, and the six deacons behind him would not be implicated in this matter.

When Xu Fan had a fierce battle with more than a dozen great monks in the worship hall, he stood at the gate of the camp, remembering that battle very clearly, and at the same time he was also very interested in the strange beast. I was thinking about suggesting to the six deacons if they could capture that strange beast.

But when he saw Lan Yan'er come forward and welcome Xu Fan and the others back to the camp and place them next to his tent, he gave up the idea in his heart.

Mu Yang glanced coldly at the great monk beside him, he was also ordered to come, just stop the other party, so that Lan Honghao could calmly achieve his wish.

Once Xu Fan loses Lan Yan'er's protection, the few people in the worship hall join forces with the four clan elders of the clan elders, and the power they use will definitely make Xu Fan irreversible, and at the same time, they can also obtain the secret method of controlling the strange beast, as well as a magic weapon.

As for Xu Fan's tent in Bai Luohe, those in the worship hall and the clan elders' association knew about it at that time.

It was not easy to come up with a way to use Lan Honghao, but now it has been done like this.

However, out of the corner of Mu Yang's eyes, he glanced at the body of Moudao and flew towards the clan elders

shadow, but in his heart he is still gambling.

"What? What did you find?"

Mu Yang nugged his chin and flew in the direction of Lan Honghao.

The great monk who was guarding Lan Yan'er's camp looked sideways, and happened to see Lan Honghao's figure fall into the camp where the clan elders were located, he shook his head slightly, "I don't know what those Lan clan are doing."

"That's not what we're supposed to think. The art of harnessing alien beasts, a magic weapon. In this Snowy Mist Mountain Range's underground palace, who wouldn't be moved?"

Mu Yang flew over several camp tents and floated away, leaving only this sentence in the air, which made people feel cold.

In the big tent of the clan elders, Lan Lang, the old man of the four clans, had just returned from outside, he stood on the high platform of the camp, and saw the conflict between Lan Honghao and Pan Niangzi clearly, and even the scene of Pan Niangzi driving the sandworm beast on the rampage.

He didn't send anyone to stop him, and he didn't let the great monk of the worship hall go.

Lan Lang is waiting, in fact, there are many Lan clan elders in the clan elders who are waiting, Lan Yan'er is the daughter of the patriarch, it is not appropriate for these family elders to come forward, so they can only go by juniors.

It's a pity, now, things are messed up.

Lan Honghao was injured, crying and clamoring to see the clan elders.

At this moment, the mountain pass on Lan Honghao's body had been bandaged, and the elder doctor of the Lan clan personally took action, and the pain of several broken bones on his body could be regarded as being taken care of.

Standing limping in the big tent of the clan elders' association, Lan Honghao cried and cried,

"Uncles, you must be the master of me! I kindly went to Yan'er to visit Miss Bai. I didn't expect that new monk to attack me."

"Uncles, look at it, look at it, what did that ugly woman beat me into?"

Lan Honghao dragged his aching arm and tore open a gap, revealing the red crease inside, which was the bruise left by the doctor when he grafted his bones, in order to show that he was a victim, he deliberately asked his subordinates to tear open a gap in the bandaged wound, so that he could show it to others in front of the clan elders.

"Oops! Ah! I'm our teacher's eldest young master, and that stinky woman dares to do this to me! Uncles, you must give me a head!"

Looking at the elders of the Lan clan, everyone had a gloomy and complicated look on their faces, and they didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts.

After Lan Honghao finished crying, seeing that all the uncles didn't speak, and for a while the silence in the big tent was weird, he turned around and wailed towards the old Lan Lang of the four clans,

"Fourth Grandpa, you have to be the master for me, you are in charge of the worship hall, they are all the offerings of our Lan clan, you can't ignore it!"

"I, I... I can't take this beating in vain."

As he spoke, the tears in his eyes couldn't stop flowing out.

"Okay, Honghao, you go down and rest first, this matter. We'll take care of it ourselves, and we'll give you an explanation." One of the clan elders saw that Lan Lang still had a gloomy face, and without consolation, he asked Lan Honghao to leave first.

"No, if your uncles don't call the shots for me, I won't leave!"

"Presumptuous! What kind of place are you, how can you let yourself mess around here!" The old blue waves of the four clans were handrails and scolded him heavily.

"Four, four grandfathers... You don't hurt Honghao anymore!" Saying that, Lan Honghao was about to cry loudly again.