In the courtyard, in front of the southernmost corner of the house, a young girl of eighteen or nineteen years old was in a deep entanglement, and wanted to raise her hand and knock on the door several times, but put it down again. This girl is the only daughter of Lan Qinmu, Lan Ruyin.

In the past seven years, the innocent little girl has become more and more beautiful and peugeot. In his eyebrows and eyes, he is similar to Wang Luoxi, but he has a little more beauty and dust.

Nineteen-year-old Lan Ruyin, with a cold temperament, reveals a cold and empty sense of rejection thousands of miles away, and no longer has the lively smile of the past. Beautiful and distant, like a fairy imprisoned in the Guanghan Palace, but by no means a mortal woman.

As if she had made up her mind, the girl finally mustered up the courage and pulled the door, but in her eyes, there was an unspeakable confusion.

Unexpectedly, no one came to open the door, and this room was not locked at all. The girl pushed the door in, but in the room, how could there be the expected figure?

Li Canglan naturally ran into the bamboo forest again, and today was the third day time limit he had agreed with the head master.

He couldn't remember how many pills were in the pill bottle that his senior brother brought, but he vaguely remembered that every time he was violently beaten by his master, he swallowed one. Now, this Dan bottle is empty.

The first few times I came, the second senior brother Song Shang was still with him and persuaded him. How could Li Canglan be stubborn, but he refused to give up from beginning to end.

Fortunately, in the past two days, Li Canglan has still made some progress, although he is still shot away by the real person in charge, he is not like the first time, spitting blood from his mouth, and he is directly in a coma. It's just that he has been defeated repeatedly, but this pain is still inevitable.

Seeing this handsome and quiet little junior brother, in the past three days, he was stunned by the real person in charge of the real person to beat his nose and swollen face, several senior brothers looked distressed, and took turns to persuade but to no avail, but they felt that it was not a way to go down like this after all.

Although the senior brothers didn't know why the little junior brother and the little junior sister were in trouble, they thought that the two were of the same age, and they were friends after all. If the junior sister can say a few more words, Li Canglan will listen after all.

The third senior brother Yuanjiao went to inform Lan Ruyin's situation early, but the little junior sister was reluctant to leave after hearing this, and finally dragged it on the third day.

Lan Ruyin explored the courtyard for a week, but several senior brothers were not there, thinking that they should all go to the bamboo forest together to see the little junior brother, although she was a little reluctant in her heart, Lan Ruyin still stepped on the road to the forest hut.

Lan Ruyin hadn't set foot in this bamboo forest for three years, as if she was deliberately avoiding or alienating something, looking at the forest path that she had walked with the boy in the past. Lan Ruyin's eyes were faint, indescribably complicated. The girl's heart, no one knows.

Today's bamboo forest is particularly lively, not only my father and brother have arrived, but even my mother ......

Wang Luoxi also saw Lan Ruyin walking out of the forest leaves, and subconsciously lowered his head, and an indescribable strange atmosphere spread around the two. In the past two or three years, Lan Ruyin not only avoided Li Canglan, but even met Wang Luoxi very rarely.

Lan Ruyin turned her head, but she finally saw the figure that was both familiar and unfamiliar to her. They hadn't seen each other in two years.

He was more delicate and taller, and the contours of his face became more distinct, like a real man. At this moment, although the cheeks are full of mud and scars, they are still beautiful and distressing.

That stubborn look, as always, is the same as when I was a child, which is familiar. It's just that in those long and deep eyes, there is more sadness and melancholy that is strange to Lan Ruyin.

Li Canglan also felt the familiar gaze behind him.

It's still so clear and transparent, but there is a sense of distance that he can never understand.

Is this the girl who makes me think about it? She is more beautiful, more beautiful than she has dreamed of in countless dreams. It's just that the corners of his mouth are missing the bright smile in his memory.

couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, Li Canglan silently lowered his head.

What did she have to make her laugh at? In less than twenty, she had broken through the third level of the Kunlun Xuandao Technique's Qi Refining Realm, and even Shizun praised her as a genius that the Qionghua Sect had rarely encountered in a hundred years. And what about himself, but after all, he is just a waste that can't even condense from the entrance cyclone. It's hard for her to come to see her at this moment, do you still expect her to laugh?

Looking at the gloomy expression of the young man in front of her, Lan Ruyin wanted to say something, but she didn't open her mouth after all, so she said goodbye silently.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, Li Canglan, who was about to give up, seemed to be angry, regardless of the pain all over his body, picked up the bamboo pole again, and walked straight to Xuan Jing Zhenren.

The few senior brothers standing quietly on the side couldn't help but show helpless expressions again, but their little junior brother's temper was too stubborn.

"Disciple Li Canglan, ask Master Master for advice. Li Canglan ignored the eyes of the people around him, looked straight at the master in front of him, and bowed.

"Let's get started. Xuan Jingzhen's expression was as usual, and he didn't say anything else. Only this time, it was he who launched the attack first.

Li Canglan's heart trick was rushed, and the true power in his body was forced to an unprecedented level, and the muscles and veins in his body seemed to be about to be cracked by the true qi.

The pain was overwhelming, but when he recalled the fluttering and indifferent eyes of Shicai Lan Ruyin, Li Canglan gritted his teeth and persevered. This may be the last stubbornness of a seventeen-year-old boy.

Raise your sword and block.

This is the most action that Li Canglan has done in the past three days. After this seemingly endless pain, Li Canglan seemed to finally understand the essence of this action. This sword is fast, but the block is just right.

Forcibly taking the sword of Xuan Jing Zhenren, Li Canglan didn't have time to think about it, between the lightning and flint, he only felt that a warm current flowed from the second vein of Ren Du to the acupoints around his body, but the blocked meridians around his body seemed to be connected at this moment.

One after another, the true qi was like a cyclone, circulating and drumming in the veins of the true body. It's an amazing feeling like I've never felt before. Li Canglan felt the flow of true power in his body, took advantage of the situation, and the bamboo pole in his hand leaned downward, and he set up a sword that Xuan Jing Zhenren had chopped off at the head.

Lan Qinmu's eyes lit up when he looked at it from the side, and Li Canglan's set of actions to block and parry was extremely simple and beautiful, and it was quite popular with everyone. What's more, between the moves, there is a faint flow of true qi, and the fifth child seems to be finally able to condense the cyclone at this critical juncture.

Xuan Jingzhenren naturally saw Li Canglan's current changes, knowing that his cultivation had finally made a breakthrough under the suppression of his own sword, but he was unwilling to stop there, and had the heart to test his realization, to what extent he had realized.

As soon as the majestic true power in his body was about to open, he immediately turned Li Canglan's perfect one apart.

The bamboo pole in Li Canglan's hand flew out upside down, Xuan Jing Zhenren couldn't ignore it, and another sword slashed straight in, and this sword happened to be the third move that Li Canglan and Xuan Jing Zhenren had agreed on.

Although Xuan Jingzhen was slightly retracted and the sword momentum was not fast, the bamboo pole in Li Canglan's hand had already flown out, and the flaws in his chest were wide open, but this sword was really unavoidable.

After all, still can't take this third trick?